Chess Game: Villain, place your bets

"What kind of person do you like..."

"Ah? Why are you asking me like this? Of course it's you..."

"No, no, no, I'm not done yet. I'm talking about what kind of life you like and the life you want."

I think about it, the word "life" is too heavy, and I haven't thought about it, because in the past I never thought that I could still exist as an independent person.

I am her personality...why can't she love herself as much as I love her.

"I don't know, I'm just focusing on the present."

"Yeah, that's fair. Yes, that's right..."

"Then what is your ideal life like?"

Donghua raised his head, his eyes full of light, "I want to become a good person,"

The light in her eyes disappeared momentarily, and then she still said in the same shy voice, "I want to be gentle, able to give people strength, and be a very warm person."

"A warm person? That's great." I touched her head and encouraged her. The light in her eyes did not light up again. Still have those dark circles under his eyes, still listless.

The diary trick is nothing to Donghua. She is a diary lover herself, and she knows best what the person who keeps the diary will write in the diary. It's still not easy to try to deceive her.

She was very moved when she saw it, but she quickly discovered the clues.

I heard her exact mood: denial.

It was fucking excruciating, and I was flipping through [the book] and realizing that I wasn’t on the same story line as her.

This is a story from two perspectives, which makes the two of us see the world very differently.

From her perspective, everything is repressed, and everyone actively protects her. It seems to be a redemption story, and readers will be moved by it. It feels like everyone is working hard to help Donghua. This is such a precious friendship. Also because the perspective is from the third person, Donghua's own character is easily overlooked.

She is a desperate person who longs for death. She is also very afraid of trouble others. The love of so many people does not necessarily make her full of hope, but makes her feel suffocated.

She fell off the cliff, and just when she thought all the pain was about to end, a hand grabbed her, and then more hands grabbed her, keeping her suspended in the air.

The hand that held her tightly made her life worse than death.

It's euphemistically called redemption, but it's better to say it's wishful thinking.

In the eyes of others, it is salvation. But has anyone ever asked the redeemed if they want to live?

If everything was going to be fine, would she still choose death?

What she saw was not the hand of salvation, but the mockery of fate. He laughed at her that she couldn't do what she wanted, he laughed at her that she wanted to die, and he told her, "There are so many people here and so many hands, but you only have one person and two hands. If you can't resist, you should accept your fate and you will never escape." If you don’t drop it, this is your punishment.”

Good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. I know the weight of this sentence.

The world is like purgatory.

Perhaps the human world is also a testing ground for selecting talents. Artificial masterpieces with qualities such as high moral character, superb ability, and caring for the world are often accompanied by a shorter life span. Perhaps they were selected, completed the trial early, and returned to a more advanced place. And those who have committed many crimes are still suffering in the world.

Donghua was not chosen. Whenever she wanted to commit suicide, she would always be saved by someone else's divine power.

She can't die.

Gradually, she also doubted why she wanted to die, but she had no reason to live. Therefore, wanting to die and wanting to live became her dual obsessions.

Let yourself live when you are about to die, and let yourself die when you are in crisis. That’s where [Restart] comes from.

From my perspective, Donghua is gentler and more introverted than I know, just like an ordinary little girl.

Me and her are a real love story.

I listened to the shyness in her mind, and every time I thought of it, it was accompanied by a moment of doubt. She kept brainwashing herself into believing that the guy who was stopping her from dying loved her, and she also tried hard to make herself love me.

How helpless she must be. It is obvious that all the pain can be eliminated immediately, but everyone stops you with the love of "for your own good", making you live in pain, and you have to be grateful to them for this.

Because in everyone's opinion, living is for her own good...

Sorry, I found out too late.

I had no choice but to do my best to give her happiness. If she is happy, will she feel alive?

Looking at her happy smile, the mood I heard was: sadness.

She...unknowingly learned to wear a mask. Wear different masks when facing different people.

He was wearing a shy mask when facing me. In my eyes, she kept blushing, lowering her head slightly, and peeking at me timidly.

When the heroine talks to her, she turns into a lively girl again, almost exactly like a happy person except for the dull eyes.

Donghua, Donghua, you are so stupid.

If you're not happy, why don't you say it?

Why have you been silent and enduring?

Why force yourself to smile?

Why don't you always think about yourself? What if you don’t live for yourself?

Our original intention was not to make you live like a puppet, we just wanted you to feel the beauty of life. We did not expect that it would be self-defeating and turn love into a cage that traps you.

The story of [Book] has been restarted for the 32nd time, and Donghua Yu has been [restarted] more than 32 times. She also doesn’t know that the storyline can be traced back. Every time she [restarts], other people’s stories will continue to develop, but every time (or maybe a certain number of [restarts]), the story will be told again.

She thought that the story had been written sequentially, which was false. As far as I know, the story line started over many times.

I try to take a different path in each story. I really want to change my thinking and find a way out.

It was so difficult that she died many times almost every reincarnation.

I would collect her body every time.

In the end, I was almost numb. When I chopped the corpse into pieces, I felt as calm as drinking water and eating. Because I know she will come back.

I turned my head to look at Donghua. The sunlight shone on her face, making her eyes glow briefly and gain some warmth.

"What's wrong?" Her pupils were facing me. I looked carefully and confirmed that she was looking at me.

"It's nothing, the sun is very warm."

"Oh." She looked up at the sun without blinking, "It's quite warm."

I suddenly felt that her voice was so cold. He held her hand hard, and her hand was cold.

"Let's go to the paradise!"

"Huh? Oh, good."

In the last reincarnation, she was injured in the amusement park and died after failed rescue. This time I must keep an eye on her.

Almost glued together, I hugged her tightly. There were too many people in the paradise, so I kept her by my side and looked for topics to talk about from time to time.

I heard her mood was curiosity.

It seems fine.

The park has a central fountain. A mermaid-shaped sculpture spits water from its mouth. This fountain is quite creative.

There are many coins sunk in the water. It is said that making a wish here will be effective. So she and I also made wishes.

"What wish did you make?"

"It won't work if you say it!"

"Okay, if you don't want to say it, don't say it... Actually, I can hear what's in your heart, I already know it!"

"Hey~ Just blow it! Haha"

"Hahaha……"

I could actually hear some of her mood being sad, a little disappointed, and worried. I'm afraid it's death...

No matter how hard I try, will all I see from your perspective always be despair?