Abandoned Lover [Future]

Eugene looked down at his hands.

Both the front and the back of these hands have experienced countless wounds, but in the end, miraculously, no traces were left.

These hands are most used to destruction - hitting the unsuspecting upper abdomen, crushing the neck bones of others, sinking into the blood-soaked hilt of the knife.Even in other times, these hands have seriously repaired the malfunctioning machinery and awakened the old ship, but it cannot be said to be a pair of gentle hands anyway.

They were often carried in pockets, and accompanied by metal cigarette cases.

They are not often touched by people.

However, when Xiao said to him, "You can stay by my side", the first frame that popped up in his mind was also his own hands.

In that scene, he is probably about to meet his end, lying on the bed covered with white sheets.Xiao sat on his right hand, holding his right hand tightly with both hands.He couldn't see himself, couldn't see Xiao's face.Only those hands, those hands being held, proved that at the end, someone was still by his side.

Why this scene?He tried to think.He got the answer very quickly - all the other imaginations of living with Xiao are so beautiful that they seem to be illusions.And behind that illusion, there is still a problem that he can't escape no matter what.

——Did Xiao finally leave?

—Has anyone taken him?

So during the time when the other party gave him so much comfort, he just wanted to fast forward to the second before he was about to die, and asked for an answer that he couldn't get now from the future that was still far away from him.

And now, standing in the room alone, looking down at those hands.After a few slow breaths, Eugene brought his attention back to the present, and continued his previous actions.

He bent down, folded the clothes beside the bed, and put them one by one into the too empty backpack.

On the night Basil gave him the task, when he hugged Xiao to him, he already understood what he had to do—no matter whether he could complete the task of assassinating the boy in the end, there was only one thing he could do now. pieces.

Leave the Rift.

Depending on whether the task is completed or not, he may be able to win himself a chance to come back again.Although this situation is a bit bitter, it is surprisingly simple and clear.After all, for anyone on the ship except him, there is no need to hesitate to take on such a task.Now, both he and Basil knew that he was the only one who was incompatible with this ship.

There were quick footsteps coming towards the door of the room.Eugene had already packed his light luggage, and when he turned around again, he happened to see Miles standing by the door.

"Don't go," Miles frowned and looked at him with real anger on his face: "Basil's words only represent himself, he is not the only rule on this boat."

The anger on the other party was too far from his own mood at this time, Eugene smiled calmly at Miles.He didn't tell anyone other than Xiao that he had accepted the mission, but Miles and Fasha, who were Basil's right-hand men, would definitely hear about it.He probably knew how Miles would dissuade him, and he knew that his decision would not change because of it.

Basil doesn't really leave him with a choice.

So now, he just looked at Miles' face with nostalgic eyes.When they first met, Miles was only a 16-year-old boy, but now, they are standing opposite each other, nearly 20 years have passed since that moment.

At that time, Miles looked at himself with disgust, while wiping the fresh brand on his lower back with a soft cloth soaked in warm water.Red and yellow pus remained on the soft cloth, and he sat in front of the bucket with his back bare/naked and hugged his knees, listening to Miles complaining.He had completely forgotten what the other party complained about, but he remembered that Miles suddenly changed his voice after noticing the trembling of his body, and whispered behind him: "It's okay. It won't hurt soon."

Because of this sentence, he lowered his head and buried his face between his arms. The 12-year-old's grievance came silently and turned into sudden tears.The red-haired boy picked up a towel from the side, and after soaking it up with warm water, twisted it around his head.With wet hair and face, Miles helped him hide the fact that he was crying.

... His old friend of 20 years, he is better than his own brother.

Time really flies by.

Eugene knew that he didn't need to say anything, as long as he kept silent, he could wait for Miles to give up.Therefore, in the face of Miles' back-and-forth rhetoric, Eugene just said at the end: "I want to take your poetry book away."

Miles raised his head, closed his eyes as if exhausted, and then heaved a long sigh after a while.

"You can take whatever you want." As if finally accepting the reality, Miles shook his head wearily: "Tell me what you still need, and I will prepare it for you."

……

After returning to the room, Miles strode towards his bed and dug out bundles of gummy bears from the box under it.

Before going to see Eugene, he knew that his persuasion would not produce any results, but he still couldn't accept the reality of saying goodbye to Eugene again.It's a pity that no matter at this time or at that time, the person who can influence the other party's decision is never yourself.

Eugene told him to leave the poetry collection.Eugene said he wanted to quit smoking, so he wanted to get him some fudge instead.Eugene told him that he had decided to be with Xiao.

When he heard the third thing, Miles' first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief-it would be much better if someone was with Eugene than to leave this person outside alone.Such a feeling of peace of mind was overwhelming, making him almost ignore the slight soreness in his chest.

He, too, had called Eugene "my little one" many years ago.It's just that after seeing Eugene looking at No. 6 in the eyes, he very consciously took the pronoun indicating subordination from the address.

—Is he too selfless?

——Or did I never like this person enough to be selfish?

He didn't know the answer.

No matter who leaves for whatever reason, the possibility of never seeing each other again is real.And yet, even as the possibility of that eerie tormented him, his mood was exactly the same as it was 13 years ago.

Myers lowered his eyes, and wordlessly put the fudge in his hand on the table.

—I sincerely hope you are doing well, little one.

……

After Miles left, Eugene went to Farsha's room.

Since the two men first mentioned Fasha's past, they met twice more.The purpose of this meeting is only one, which is to help Faxia regain his memory.Now Eugene came to her to answer Fasha's question one last time before he left the Rift.After all, Basil graciously didn't set a time limit on his mission, and he wasn't sure when he'd be back next time.

Faxia should have also learned of Basil's arrangement for him, so he was not surprised by Eugene's visit, and just said "thank you" seriously.

The two sat down facing each other, and Eugene spoke first: "What do you want to know this time?"

Fasha was silent for a moment, and asked a question: "Eugene, why don't you let me touch you like the first time, to get the memory directly?"

Eugene didn't answer for a moment.

"You don't need to be afraid of me recalling bad things. Since you explained the existence of the gatekeeper to me, I can probably imagine what a cruel place it is."

Eugene looked at a table in front of him. "...Even if you have access to those memories, in the end all you can remember is the feeling of 'pain'. It may not be meaningful to bear such an emotional impact." There is no way to leave memories, but you can remember nothing. The source of the pain itself - no matter how you think about it, this is a too cruel thing.

"But that should be my own decision. And Eugene, you haven't fully revealed the truth to me." Faxia's tone was very calm, without any intention of blaming him: "It's like you never told me, Igor is my lover."

Eugene didn't expect Fasha to mention this suddenly.He looked up, and Fasha had already continued: "It's not hard to guess. If I cry like that for a man who is not part of my family, he must mean a lot to me."

"Since this is our last meeting in a short period of time, I hope you can let me relive the memory related to him again."

"Even if he is gone, the fact that I loved this person can still be my strength."

Fasha's green eyes looked at him earnestly.

Eugene finally held out his hand.

……

Anika held Eugene with her left hand, and held a traditional pen and paper in her right hand, sometimes writing and drawing slowly and sometimes quickly.

She recorded a lot of information in soft handwriting—the first meeting between her and Igor.His first words to her.And next to such a sentence, she would use a few pens to accurately outline a man's face and expression.

Seeing Igor's appearance on the paper, Eugene suddenly felt a kind of heartfelt sadness.

The Igor he knew was a very reliable comrade-in-arms, tall, taciturn, and didn't like to laugh.Before making a wish, Igor combed his short blond hair, serving as a silent shield beside the dazzling Anika.After making the wish, Igor's short blond hair turned pale overnight. In order to cover up his mutated pupils and fangs, he lowered his head more and more frequently, and almost never spoke in front of others.

However, today, after many years, what stays on Anika's pen are all kinds of smiling faces of this person - no scruples or hesitation, a soft and defenseless smiling face when facing her lover.

Time passed slowly, and Anika recorded less and less content.At the end, tears began to roll silently from her eyes, and Anika pushed the pages away hastily, not wanting the tears to cloud her precious record.

——The last thing she wrote down was a string of numbers, recording the day Igor was taken away.

Eugene didn't withdraw his hand immediately.In this moment, he and Anika share identities that few understand.

Survivors, and those left behind.

The gatekeeper taught them how to be a warrior who fears death, but never taught them how to live after their comrades left.From now on, Anika will become like him, holding memories that no one can share by herself for a long time.

Fortunately, Anika was much stronger than him.He watched her put down her pen, and after wiping away her tears, she continued to explore.

Anika's expression gradually changed from sad to dignified, and after a long silence, she said a word.

"So after we left, you went to make a wish."

Eugene didn't expect that she would mention him, so he was taken aback for a moment before replying: "...Yes."

"I just don't quite understand," Anika whispered, "What kind of ability did you get? Why can you help me retrieve my memory?"

As if sensing Eugene's intention to withdraw his hand, Anika quickly clasped his wrist.

"And..." Anika seemed to be thinking and recalling at the same time, speaking a little slowly: "...the gatekeeper who got the ability from the innocent blessing cannot retire easily. What did you do to bypass it? Learned to monitor?"

Eugene's complexion changed, he didn't care about the bluntness of his movements, and directly used his strength to pull his hand out.

In front of him, the expression belonging to the gatekeeper "Anika" was gradually fading, while the expression belonging to "Fashia" was slowly revealed.

"Anika, I just want to live like a normal person."

Eugene's expression was extremely coercive.

"So please forgive me for not being able to give you an answer."

……

The conversation with Fasha ended in an unhappy ending, and Eugene returned to the room with a solemn expression.Xiao, who had gone out before, has also returned, and is packing several stacks of old paper books into their backpacks.

Facing this figure, Eugene's shoulders relaxed unconsciously.The mixed emotions were slowly peeling off piece by piece as he walked into Xiao step by step.

There is a library on the Rift.Gao Ge himself likes to collect paper-based historical materials and anecdotes from all over the world. After years of accumulation, the collection of books in the library is actually quite considerable.So when Xiao said "I want to borrow a few books", Eugene pointed him to the library, but he didn't expect that he would bring back nearly twenty books in one go.

Seeing Xiao raised his head in embarrassment, Eugene couldn't help laughing: "So you like reading so much?"

Xiao clenched his hands into fists and put them under his nose, cleared his throat softly, with a helpless expression on his face: "I don't have any other hobbies anymore."

"I didn't mean to say you were sorry." Eugene walked to the other party's side and helped Xiao open the opening of the backpack.When all the books filled the backpack to the brim, he raised his head and smiled at Xiao: "...In the future, we can slowly help you find other hobbies."

Xiao's expression softened instantly.He looked at Eugene and said yes in a low voice.

……

The very fact of leaving the Rift was in Eugene's shadow.Fortunately, with Xiao by his side, the preparation process was finally not so unbearable.

In the evening, Eugene sat on the edge of the bed, wondering if he had forgotten anything.

Then something suddenly occurred to him.

He stretched his hand under his pillow—on the day he and Xiao explained everything to each other, Xiao handed him the photo of No. 6 that he couldn't find at all.

What happened afterwards was so fast and too much that he ignored a very critical issue.

"Xiao, why do you have this photo?"

Eugene looked at Xiao beside him, not ignoring the panic that flashed in the biochemical man's eyes.

The author has something to say: The article has been revised on December 12.

Notice: I have been thinking about what to write next. The main drama Western Fantasy is too depressing. Although the advance fee is high, I really can't write.No one wanted to read the Sand Sculpture Quickly Transmigration article I originally wanted to write (it was so uncomfortable), so after thinking about it over and over again, I decided to try to write the story of Miles.

As one of my favorite supporting characters in this book, the more I wrote, the more I worried about his life, so I cast him out...

The target is the quartermaster briefly mentioned in the previous chapter, the captain of the new Hades, whose name is Lu.

The specific pre-acquisition has already been posted in a special column. It was changed from the original pre-acquisition that was about to be worn, and the name is "The Captain Quits".

Although the copywriting is jj's clichéd story of chasing a wife in a crematorium, the actual writing is similar to this article, it is a gentle article with many knives.

So collect it, huh.

As for the sad news...

Starting tomorrow (actually today), I will be sent by the company to do an emergency project in charge of the new crown.To be honest, I don't know what time I get off work every day.

If there is an accident and cannot be updated, I really really ask for your understanding.

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