The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

At that moment, a little color finally appeared in the little girl's red and empty eyes. Although it was very faint, she struggled to let out the light that she wanted to be discovered.

The things in my head seemed to be detonated by something. Those who passed by, those who were reluctant to part with, and those little thoughts with a trace of luck, all flew to the far side along with the broken strong mask.

"I'm sorry." Meihong tightly hugged herself who had turned into hatred, and tears rolled down her cheeks unconsciously.

"Thank you……"

That may be Meihong's illusion, or it may be the last remaining personality of Xiaoxiao Meihong, the most brilliant fireworks lit up.

"Sister Hong, you..."

Wu Ye was also stunned, because he saw the surrounding flames gathering towards Meihong, and the hatred that originally belonged to little Meihong was rapidly transferring to another Meihong's body.

"This time, I won't leave you behind."

Little Meihong's figure disappeared, but this cyclical world line did not disappear, but instead existed as a kind of spiritual space of Meihong at this moment.

"Do you know what you're doing, Meihong?"

Wu Ye's tone was unprecedentedly harsh, Meihong accepted the hatred of little sister Hong, or in other words, she bore the hatred of all parallel worlds instead of that poor self, and inherited the wreckage of the great crime.

This means that Meihong can no longer return to the original Gensokyo, and has become one of the unstable factors that must be exiled... just like herself.

"I know, because I've made up my mind."

Mei Hong turned around, the flames on her body suddenly exploded with astonishing heat, the whole space trembled violently, as if it was about to disintegrate, the light from the sky and the earth made Wu Ye almost unable to open his eyes.

Suddenly, he seemed to see the fangs of a lion appearing in front of his eyes... No, no, that was

Surprised, he raised his hand and grabbed the thing that floated in front of him, it was a dandelion.

The overwhelming flames turned into dandelions all over the mountains and plains, and the two stood in a pure white world, the sky and the earth were filled with dandelion petals.

Bathed in an unprecedented tranquility, Mei Hong looked at Wu Ye, neither far nor near, but could only stay at this moment.

I met a rabbit the day before yesterday, a deer yesterday, and you today.

No matter whether we go back to the past or travel through the future, every world we set foot on has left a memory that cannot stay like fluff of dandelions blowing in the wind.

This is probably the script of the gods. Long, long ago, long before we met, perhaps long before we were born, an incredible thread connected us.

Whether it's you who traveled through time and space to the past, or me who grew up and waited for thousands of years.

You follow the guidance of fate and go back to the past to connect with me, that is to prove that my thousand years of waiting were not in vain.

"I've decided, I don't want to forget you, Takeya."

Meihong stretched out her hand towards Wu Ye, her body was slowly dissipating, and the will of the world was expelling her who had been judged as "wrong".

From now on, those memories that are cherished by her will definitely become violent poison, making her more and more vulnerable irreparably. She is obviously used to being alone, but was broken into by such a nonsense guy. world.

Her flame has turned into a dandelion that cannot stay, but the flame in her heart is in a burning state called love, glowing and glowing, step by step, climbing the ladder called love.

After a not too long wait, with a faint sigh, her request was finally answered.

Two hands clasped with ten fingers, two people connected heart to heart, a bridge covered with petals was built between her and him.

"Let's say it first, now, there is still a chance to regret it."

"Ah."

"If you don't look back, you will say goodbye to the stable life you finally got."

"Ah."

"I don't know what troubles are waiting for us ahead, have you really thought about it?"

"You are so long-winded, Wu Ye."

Although Mei Hong's eyes were blurred with tears, she also showed a satisfied smile when she saw Wu Ye with red eyes.

She is about to leave the original world without leaving a trace, maybe everyone will forget her as if they had forgotten Wu Ye.

Without Huiyin's nagging, without Kaguya's troubles, maybe the days to come will be more boring.

However, it doesn't matter anymore.

Today's Meihong no longer expects the stability and peace she once dreamed of.

It doesn't matter if you never get the end of eternity.

Because she was by her side, and he was by her side.

Because he is willing to hold her hand together.

This alone is enough.

"Okay, Wu Ye."

Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Mei Hong smiled and asked Wu Ye, "Where are we going next?"

Maybe it is unknown to people, the journey of two little souls, maybe it has been forgotten by people at that time, the strength of two little souls.

Maybe it's just a little story of a girl striking a match, hiding in the warm winter and looking forward to the hard-won arrival.

In today's Gensokyo, there may be a dandelion blooming in a corner that people don't care about.

The wind is blowing, and I embark on a journey with that unstoppable love.