The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

People will always gradually adjust themselves to adapt to changes in the external environment.

After the eerie night appeared, people went from being panic-stricken at first to being accustomed to it and fearless later, and the change seemed to happen in just a moment.

On the contrary, the existence of the eerie night makes those who are impulsive and irritable, or those who are about to make mistakes, have concerns and considerations before doing something.

To some extent, it also reduces the possibility of tragedy.

You Mu and Qin Jue registered their marriage abroad, and held their wedding after returning to China. Although same-sex marriage is still not favored by the Chinese people, these voices did not bother them much.

Ordinary days always pass the fastest, and time seems to slip away in an instant.

Like the changing of the four seasons, if I didn't look at the branches by the window for just one or two days, when I opened the curtains and looked, I found that the yellow leaves had already fallen.

"Cough cough... cough cough, it's already... autumn." Qin Jue looked out the window, sighed, covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and tried his best to suppress the gritty itch in his throat.

The cough was a bit intense, You Mu turned around and quickly walked back to the bedside, handing over the cough tea.

"Drink some."

Qin Jue tilted his head back to drink the tea, then slowed down, lowered his eyes to look at the back of his old, wrinkled hands, his overlapping eyelids trembling, and shook his head.

"It's useless, Amu, I know my body very well... ahem, don't waste it."

Even the tea mixed with soul power could not save his increasingly weak body. It was just damaging his soul in vain.

His life seemed to have come to an end.

Every quiet night, he could feel the hourglass ticking away.

At first he was panicked. Although he tried hard to suppress his fear of death and separation, he couldn't help but fear You Mu's departure every time.

He thought he had concealed it well, but he was still discovered. Since then, Amu no longer went out and left all gaming matters to the system, which watched over him day and night.

He seemed to have become a burden.

"Amu, it's boring staying at home all the time. I want to go out for a walk." It must be boring to accompany him all the time.

With his head lowered, Qin Jue's dry joints grabbed the quilt beneath him. Even if he didn't pay attention or ignored it, his eyes would still fall on the skin that symbolized aging.

He doesn't want to grow old, but he can't resist the marks that life and time leave on his body.

"……it is good."

His lips opened and closed. You Mu wanted to say something, but he swallowed the words of comfort and just responded.

He took out some thick clothes from the closet, put a scarf on the other person, and after they were dressed neatly, they were ready to go out hand in hand.

But when he reached the door, Qin Jue turned around, looked at You Mu who was deliberately getting older, and shook his head.

"No need to hide it. I think, looking at you as you really are, Amu doesn't need to grow old with me."

Qin Jue stroked You Mu's face with his hand, his eyes full of love. Perhaps at his age, it seemed a little inappropriate to do these things, but...

Standing in front of him is his young lover.

"……it is good."

His throat tightened a little, and the tip of his nose was blocked due to the soreness of his tear glands. He raised his hand and crossed it with the other person's hand. You Mu lowered his head, and a tear fell onto the camel-colored carpet in front of the door due to gravity.

As soon as it fell, it was absorbed by the short fluff without a trace.

"Don't cry, we agreed not to cry." Crystal clear tears passed in front of his eyes. Qin Jue paused slightly, then quickly ran his fingertips across the corners of his eyes and wiped them carefully.

"I'm not crying." He didn't cry, it's just... his eyes felt a little uncomfortable.

It was agreed that birth, aging, sickness and death were all natural cycles. They were already used to life and death in the game, so when it came their turn, there was no need to be sad.

It happens to everyone.

"Let's go. The weather is getting colder. Please wrap yourself up." Suppressing his emotions, You Mu pulled up the scarf around Qin Jue's neck and arranged it to cover himself.

The street scene in the community is a bit desolate. It is not the time for people to get off work or go to school, so there are not many pedestrians on the road.

There is almost no green in the green belts on both sides of the road, and the dry branches stand there naked, reflecting the pale sky.

Looking up, everything around him was becoming decadent with the seasons, just as his life was about to come to an end.

When passing by the newsstand, the building reflected the two people in completely different states.

Qin Jue couldn't help but stop and look. The person on the glass wall had gray hair and a pale face, but the person on the other side was still as graceful as when he first met her.

The years have never bound him, and time has never held him back. He is as beautiful as a painting, yet seems so unreal through a layer of glass.

The two people's folded hands were separated by the seam of the glass plate. They were clearly standing in the same place, but seemed to be divided into different dimensions.

"Okay, let's go." Seeing Qin Jue's emotional ups and downs, You Mu pulled him, crossed the newsstand, and left the glass behind.

The two continued to move forward. Qin Jue was old after all, so he walked very slowly. After walking a distance, he would start to pant for breath.

You Mu helped the other person sit on a bench in the park, and they sat side by side, looking at the not-so-beautiful scenery.

"I've lived here for decades and have seen everything. There's nothing to see here. Amu, I want to see the sea of ​​roses."

Qin Jue tilted his head to rest on You Mu's shoulder and spoke, gently shaking You Mu's wrist.

He used to act coquettishly and ingratiate himself in this way, and even though he was old, he still did it very well.

You Mu turned his head and looked into the other person's eyes.

He suddenly lowered his eyelids, and after a long while, he responded.

"it is good."

Many people are buried in the sea of ​​flowers, including the two old people of the Qiao family, Qin Jue's father and mother, and even the Song brothers and sisters whose souls disappeared after their obsessions were gone.

They all chose to leave peacefully in the sea of ​​flowers.

Now, Qin Jue is also going to the sea of ​​flowers.

In just a moment of closing their eyes, they arrived at the game copy from the park.

This is where Qin Jue was supposed to die, where evildoers were punished, and where Qin Jue's mother and the four members of the Song family live.

Song Wanyu spent a lot of time and effort to change the scene from gloomy at the beginning to sunny every day with thornless roses everywhere.

But later, the little girl with a round face who smiled whenever she saw him was gone.

The souls they knew disappeared one by one, and finally, only he and Qin Jue were left in this world. After that, You Mu never came here again.

The weather in the copy is very good, unlike the withered appearance of the outside world. Here there are green grass, green trees and pleasant fragrance of flowers. Roses grow wildly all over the mountains and fields, and there is vitality everywhere.

"It's so beautiful. The flowers here are as beautiful as Amu."

Qin Jue bent down and habitually picked a flower to give to the person next to him when he saw it.

He still remembered that when he was completing the dungeon mission, he held a big bouquet of roses and knocked on the other party's door late at night.

These deep memories that remain in my mind seemed to have happened a long time ago, so long ago that... the hands holding the bouquet have become so old that they are unrecognizable.

They sat down on the green grass and among the flowers.

The sunlight was a bit dazzling. Qin Jue raised his hand to shield You Mu from the light, but his own eyes became moist from the dazzling sight.

"Amu, will I become younger after I die? If I remain this ugly, will you still like me?"

Qin Jue was very worried. He had been old for too long, so old that he even felt unworthy of being kissed, so old that when he walked on the street, he had to worry about passers-by mistaking him for him.

This feeling of anxiety had already arisen as he grew older.

At that time, if the two of them were traveling together and were mistaken for father and son, uncle or nephew by others, he could still pull his lover and do something crazy out of spite, trying hard to prove that age was not a problem.

But when the physical strength can no longer support it, panic begins.

He will be afraid that his lover will no longer love him, he will be afraid that his lover will leave him. Even if his lover accompanies him patiently and deliberately grows old with him, he will still be afraid of aging and death.

This panic and fear occupied a large part of his later life.

He fell seriously ill in midsummer, and it seemed as if he had touched the end of his life. At that time, Amu squatted at the head of the bed and cried so hard that it was heartbreaking.

He woke up from his daze and suddenly figured it out.

He shouldn't have made the other party worry.

At that time, they agreed not to cry anymore.

But the tears can never stop.

Something wet slid from the corner of his eyes into his hair, and before Qin Jue had time to wipe it, another tear fell on his cheek.

You Mu wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes as if nothing had happened, lowered his head, looked at the person lying beside his legs, and nodded in response:

"I like it. I always like it."

He lied. He told the other person that there was still a possibility of becoming a soul, and that they could continue to live in this world forever.

But he lied, and the world is coming to an end.

"That's good..." Qin Jue was satisfied with the answer. When his eyes fell on You Mu's back, he smiled and said:

"You are here too? Are you here to see me off? Thank you. If I am not here... please help look after Amu."

Following the sight, You Mu turned his head and saw the white bear floating in the air behind him. At this time, the breath of the law was very close.

But Tiandao couldn't help it and floated over.

"I will take good care of You Mu, don't worry." Tiandao felt his eyes sore, but the leather bear eyes could not shed tears, and he felt a little annoyed.

"...You're so small." Qin Jue had seen White Bear many times with Amu, and the other party always had his head held high and his chest puffed out. This was the first time he heard the other party speak.

The voice is no different from that of a child.

"Amu, when I wake up again, will I still be able to see you when I first wake up?"

After a brief exchange with Tiandao, Qin Jue turned his gaze back to You Mu.

The temperature of the body gradually cooled down, like an extinguished oil lamp.

...Time is running out, but he is still greedy and seeks a promise.

He felt that he was very greedy and shouldn't have bound Amu with unknown things, but he was dying.

He thought he was mean. Even if he was gone, he wanted Youmu to still remember him and miss him.

The other party always indulges him. This is the last time, so he will forgive him.

"Yes...I promise."

You Mu tightly grasped the hand extended to him and lowered his head in response.

The breeze blew through the forest, rustling the branches and leaves, and the rose petals fluttered in the wind, flying over the hillside.

The white bear flapped its wings, landed on one side, and watched in silence.

The person surrounded by flowers bowed his head and kissed his lover on the lips, saying his final farewell...