I'm super delicate

What is death?

The five senses are peeled off one by one, the consciousness falls into the darkness, and the sun and the moon are no longer shining;

Is a newborn, once again came to this world clean, no matter whether you smile or cry, it is no longer related to the past.

Xi Changlin doesn't look forward to the afterlife, at this moment, the only thing he cares about is whether He Chi will forget him.

Mexicans believe that people experience three deaths.The first time was a physical death, where breathing stopped and the heart stopped beating; the second time was when relatives and friends watched the deceased go away at the funeral, and all legal certificates were canceled; the third time was the last person who still remembered Memories forget.

For them, death is a carnival.Xi Changlin hoped that He Chi would also carnivally send him on a long journey, and then smile and forget this memory related to him.

Xi Changlin couldn't help thinking about what He Chi's life would have been like if he hadn't shown up at the bar that night six years ago, or if He Chi had been there for a few hours late.

It will probably be——after going through ups and downs to win the family infighting, after securing the position of the patriarch, falling in love with a beautiful and clean person, maybe breaking up, maybe getting married, maybe having children of your own, or maybe needing Adoption from the separation of the family, but no matter what, it should be a stable and smooth life.

He didn't learn about the plane crash after Xi Changlin's death, he wasn't chosen by the Lord God to be a tasker to travel through the nine worlds, and he didn't exchange his afterlife in order to find Xi Changlin.

He Chi will live a life of happiness and joy, leading to new life again and again.

Peaceful and well.

It would have been great if He Chi hadn't met him that night in the Truth Bar.He walked his dark and obscure life path, while He Chi ran to the other end, embraced by flowers and sunshine.

There is no intersection, each ends of the world.

But thinking about it this way, why did he shed tears, why did he have difficulty breathing, why was he so...unwilling?

Not reconciled, He Chi took someone else's hand, embraced and kissed each other.

In the boundless darkness, Xi Changlin's hand hanging by his side was clenched suddenly, trying to struggle out of the shackles called death that make people addicted and empty.

But to no avail, he couldn't see with his eyes, couldn't touch his hands, and couldn't stand up with his legs.

Everything is in vain, the trajectory of fate is fixed, he is the soul of the dead who is falling to the abyss of death, the deceased who is stepping towards the gate of reincarnation, and has nowhere else to go except the afterlife.

But Xi Changlin didn't want to give up. Although he said that if life has no regrets, it doesn't matter whether it is long or short. Although he told others over and over again that death is not the end, but the beginning of another journey, when it really came to his head, Still so unwilling.

Death is the starting point of the next journey, but when we meet we can no longer recognize each other, but look at each other indifferently, that is too sad.

——The most important thing is that that person has no afterlife.He will turn into wind and snow, a little bit of dust, a piece of flying flowers, a breeze or a rising sun, but he will no longer be himself.

So for the second half of He Chi's life, He Chi's only life, how could he not be by his side?

Xi Changlin struggled violently, sliding his hands and feet up and down like swimming.

Passing through the endless darkness in front of my eyes, and the trembling silence beside my ears, I don't know how long it took, not only how many distances I walked, but finally, at the moment of exhaustion, I saw a ray of light above my head.

Like a drowning person breaking through the water, Xi Changlin plunged desperately upwards and took a sharp breath—following that, he found himself opening his eyes.

In the line of sight, the setting sun is like fire burning clouds, and the long river in the distance bypasses the vast mountains and flows to the place where it meets the sky. bell.

jingle--

This is the house next door to the Guan family. Every table, chair, flower, and tree are in a peaceful and elegant style.

Xi Changlin was sitting on the promenade outside the courtyard, not far away was a plate of wagashi and a pot of tea.

This is, alive?

But before he could figure this out, a straight voice came from behind Xi Changlin, with no fluctuations in his tone: "The master said that he hopes you can wake up here."

Xi Changlin was startled for a moment, then turned his head and saw Emi kneeling behind him, wearing a simple black dress.Looking a little further, Uncle Housekeeper Zheng stood at the corner, dressed in a pure black suit, bowing quietly to Xi Changlin.

"Where's He Chi?" Xi Changlin seemed to understand something, his fingers were slightly retracted, and his voice was trembling.

"Master, he..." Emi narrowed her eyes, and her voice paused slightly.

This was the first time Xi Changlin saw her hesitating to speak, his ominous premonition deepened, and his heart couldn't stop beating wildly.

Emi continued her words, but she didn't have the courage to finish the sentence: "Master, he hopes that you can come back alive and have a healthy body, so..."

Xi Changlin didn't want to admit it, didn't dare to admit it, but he had to admit it, he slammed his fist on the ground and said, "You all dressed as if you were attending a funeral—so he made another deal with God to keep me alive, Isn't it? The price this time is his life, isn't it?"

"Yes." Emi lowered her head and spoke softly.

"He's already planned it, hasn't he?"

"Yes."

The person sitting by the porch stood up with a whoosh, then kicked the plate of wagashi and tea into the courtyard with a kick.

Xi Changlin wanted to break free from death, so he struggled desperately upwards. When he saw a glimmer of light, he grabbed it regardless.But who would have thought that that inch of light was lit by He Chi with his life.

This is not the ending he wanted, this is not the rebirth he was looking forward to, if so, he should really go back, go to the road to the past, drink up the tea and forget the past, regardless of whether he can continue this life with He Chi .

All the refreshment utensils were smashed to the ground, Xi Changlin took two steps on the corridor, and then kicked up the pillar.

"Who asked him to exchange his life for mine? Who promised him to exchange his life for mine? Why should he decide my life!" Take something out and throw it into the sky.

"Lord God, Lord God, I know you are watching and listening." Xi Changlin lowered his voice, clenched his fists tightly, and his whole shoulders were shaking, "You make decisions for others without authorization, do you revive the dead without authorization? Ever wondered if that dead man would be willing!"

"I don't want a life like this - I want you, give me back He Chi! And all the afterlife he gave you as a deal, all in exchange!"

Xi Changlin roared from one end of the corridor to the other, and from the other end back to this end, repeating those words with red eyes.

Uncle Zheng quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and wanted to step forward to hold down the crazy Xi Changlin, but at this moment, a ray of light fell from the courtyard.

This light is not like the light of the sky, it brushes over the lotus pond in the courtyard, swirls, and falls on the wind chimes under the eaves.

jingle--

"It takes a lot of money to make a deal with God," said the ray of light.

Xi Changlin stared at the light, gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what the price is, I'm willing to pay."

"Including those who will always be my task, wandering in endless tasks forever, unable to enter reincarnation, unable to live their own life?"

"include."

The light on the wind chime fell in front of Xi Changlin, and after turning around slowly, he said, "You don't regret it?"

"I don't regret it." Xi Changlin remained expressionless with firm eyes.

"Let's go then."

The moment the words were finished, the light spread and completely enveloped Xi Changlin, without giving the slightest chance to hesitate to repent.

Xi Changlin closed his eyes.

The wind picked up again, and after the wind chime sounded crisply, he disappeared in place.

The light did not disperse, but the setting sun was swallowed up by the river, and the night poured down.

Emi, who had been kneeling on the promenade, stood up, stepped on her indoor shoes, walked to the string of wind chimes, raised her head and said calmly, "My lord."

"What?" The Lord God actually laughed.

"You told us before that the system that follows the quester to complete nine quests can get one chance to make a wish."

"Yes."

"The system numbered 4757 told me before the system recovery envoy arrived that he wanted to make a wish to make my master and his master Xi Changlin happy." Emi changed her standing posture and folded her hands in front of her. Bow to the light, "I want to make the same wish as him, and hope that they can return to their own world."

The Lord God smiled again, "In this case, you will lose the chance to 'live like a human being' which you had so hard to get."

Emi also smiled, and the sharpness in the corners of her eyes was softened: "It's okay, I just cleared all the storage and put it back into the task."

"You guys... No, you guys, it's really interesting that one of you can always sacrifice for the other," said the Lord God.

"Isn't this the human nature you hope to observe when you send an intelligent system to the tasker?" Emi said calmly.

The god didn't answer, the light spread again, like a wind, and took Emi away from the corridor.

The night is clear, the autumn wind is cool, and the leaves pass by, delicate and silent.

Xi Changlin opened his eyes.

The melodious bells sounded in the distance, the surrounding clouds were piled up like fluff, and the birds flew by with their feathers fluttering.Xi Changlin stood in this illusory and holy place and looked around, but he didn't see the system assigned to him.

This is somewhat different from his first encounter with system number 4757, the young man couldn't help but frowned.He stood there waiting for nearly 3 minutes, and after a soft cry, he pushed aside the clouds and toba in front of him, and walked forward.

This step made him step into something unexpected.

——The green grass is woven into a spring blanket, and the white and small flowers are scattered like stars, embellished with a bit of lightness.

The wind blew by, and the sleeves of his clothes fluttered. Xi Changlin moved his eyes and saw a guitar in his arms.

He raised his head suddenly, and not far away, one after another dark tombstone stood silently, breaking into his sight.

This kind of scene overlaps with my memory. In the spring when I was 17, on a sunny afternoon, Xi Changlin skipped class and came to the cemetery where his mother and grandfather were buried, playing "Farewell" over and over again.

It was on such an afternoon that he and He Chi passed by.

Before he had time to think about why he returned to this time point, Xi Changlin seemed to have a feeling and turned his head away, looking into a pair of blue eyes.

According to the previous trajectory of fate, He Chi did not choose to come here at this time, but now, he handed over the coat hanging in his arms to the hands of the people behind him, and strode towards the young man outside the lawn.

Xi Changlin's eyelashes trembled slightly, he got up from the ground holding the guitar, stretched out his hand, and shouted "Chi Chi" with a smile.

Through a guitar that was not well made, He Chi rubbed Xi Changlin into his arms.

The breeze is just right. This year, He Chi is 22 years old and Xi Changlin is 17 years old.

Spring is not far away, summer is in the near future, and the autumn wind and winter snow after that, they will all go through together.

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