Colonial Suit

“You…” Watching the figure slowly walking into the cave, Robbie's eyes suddenly widened, revealing an unbelievable look.

“How… how could it be you?”

“You!!” Little Bo Xi was first startled, then secretly delighted. “Are you going to help him?”

“Say… what is his rela… uh uh… uh uh uh uh…” Before Little Bo Xi could finish speaking, Mi Ya covered her mouth, and then she saw Mi Ya shaking her head violently at her.

“Don't talk too much, my dear brother. It's not fun if you interrupt like this.”

“Uh?? Uh!!” Little Bo Xi was initially confused, but immediately realized and nodded repeatedly.

She really stopped talking, obediently standing behind Robbie, watching Jules slowly walk in with an excited, even expectant look.

Good girl, go persuade him, go approach him. It's best to be a little gentler, a little more affectionate. Little Bo Xi likes watching romance dramas. Don't disappoint Little Bo Xi…

Blood-eyed brother belongs to us.

Not yours.

Definitely not!!

Ignoring Little Bo Xi's thoughts, Robbie's mood was extremely shocked when he saw Jules. He never expected that after their separation in the Fifth World, he would meet Jules again here. Because no matter how you look at it, the former Jules had nothing to do with Krodir. Her strength didn't even reach the level of conscription, so what was she doing here? Also, how did she know Hades?

Robbie felt completely lost. But he said, “Can you dissuade him?”

“Maybe…” Jules smiled faintly, revealing an elegant and indifferent temperament. Robbie was stunned.

This temperament is completely different from the past Jules. Although equally beautiful, Jules' beauty was cold and arrogant, like a blue rose on a glacier. But this woman's beauty was quiet and elegant, like a lily in the night. Two completely different temperaments actually appeared on the same face. Robbie couldn't help but feel a sense of unreality.

But in an instant, he calmed down and watched Jules silently.

He saw her slowly walking towards Dirk, and soon she stepped into the pool of blood. The bright red blood rolled and surged around her feet, but it couldn't stain her in the slightest. It was as if she would never be contaminated by filth. The bright red pool of blood and her quiet elegance formed a very strong contrast. Until…

She walked to Dirk's side, leaned down, and hugged Dirk in her arms.

At that moment, Robbie felt his eyes sting…

Even though it was two people embracing, Robbie felt that he was seeing a pure, yet sacred longing. That longing transcended time and space, transcended everything. It came quietly from the distant ancient times and bloomed quietly in this bloody cave. Robbie couldn't express his feelings, but he suddenly felt that maybe all of this was destined.

Destined that today, in this dark cave filled with blood, a beautiful and elegant woman would walk in.

Destined that today, a man covered in blood would lie in her arms.

Everything was so sudden, everything… was so natural.

No matter what they had experienced, no matter how many hardships they had encountered. At least here, at this moment. They were together. Even if death would come in the next second.

Looking at the two embracing in the pool of blood. Robbie suddenly realized what he was seeing. It wasn't pity, but expectation, it wasn't emotion, but fate.

Its name is love.

How many times had Robbie thought that love was an emotion, passionate, unrestrained, exciting, making people spare no effort. But until this moment, he felt that love should be like this.

It is precipitation, accumulation, expectation, and, unchangeable.

Love is fate.

It is the fate that they are destined to be together, and death cannot separate them.

The hardships in the middle are just the process, the nutrients for the flowers to bloom. And it is precisely these nutrients that make the flowers bloom more beautifully and purely.

In the pool of blood, the woman had a faint smile on her face, and she reached out and stroked Dirk's bloody face. She didn't care at all that Dirk looked like a hungry ghost. Blood flowed on her fair skin, and at this moment she was finally tainted by blood.

But strangely, despite this, Robbie felt that she was even more sacred at this moment.

“Dirk…” The woman's red lips parted slightly, and she let out a soft murmur that was either a sigh or satisfaction. Her face was full of tenderness.

“I… finally found you.”

“Heh… heh…” Dirk gasped heavily, the muscles on his face twitching non-stop. He looked as terrifying as he could be. But strangely, the violent and crazy him just now miraculously calmed down when the woman hugged him. It was as if the woman's arms were the safest and warmest harbor in the universe. So that he would never be alone again.

The woman gently hugged him, and used a jade-like hand to wipe away the blood, revealing his ghastly face. And, those fierce eyes.

The woman said softly. “You are so careless about yourself again… Even if only this wisp of clone is left, in fact… what is the point of all this. Even if the universe is destroyed and civilization is cut off. Doesn't life still have to go through that primitive cycle? You and I, including our race, are just a part of this cycle. Just like the weeds on the roadside, even if they wither and age, they will be reborn.”

“What you want is nothing more than a weed that knows who it is. But even so, what's so special about it? When winter passes and new weeds grow, how can it tell which one is itself and which one is the new weed?”

Speaking of this, the woman sighed and gently pressed her forehead against Dirk's bloody face.

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“Weeds are always weeds… my love. Why are you so persistent?”

“Heh! Heh!!” Dirk suddenly struggled violently, uttering strange roars, as if refuting the woman, or as if fighting against something.

But his resistance, his rebuttal, froze instantly, because, something dripped down…

It was a tear.

A tear, as crystal clear as a pearl…

Falling on…

His face.

Just one drop, but for Dirk, it was like being struck by lightning.

In an instant, a picture suddenly appeared in Dirk's bloody mind. On a white cloud peak, a man stood proudly, and behind the man, a woman hugged him tightly. Neither of them spoke, but the man's head was slightly raised, and his eyes were like lightning piercing the sky, directly into the distant starry sky.

He didn't look back, because he didn't dare to look back, couldn't look back.

He could only feel the warmth on his back.

“I'm sorry, Mi Ya. I have to go. But I promise you, I will definitely come back…”

“Don't cry anymore… because… a drop of your tears for me…”

“Is the whole ocean.”

The picture disappeared, and the bloody red color appeared in Dirk's eyes again. But he suddenly stopped moving, just quietly lying in the woman's arms. The incomplete body was still flowing with pungent blood. It was like a mass of rotten meat.

Unconsciously, the violence on his face disappeared, replaced by an unspeakable peace.

Because, he got…

His own ocean.

After ten thousand years. (To be continued.)