After escaping, the male protagonist always wants to rip off my vest

Lin Chushu couldn't help but sigh in a low voice at the unsolvable dead end.

Today, he can't tell how much he gave up and how much he paid for his obsession.

But he also understands that relying on him alone is far from enough for the future of himself and Zhou Changming.

We must try to find out the source of the strange restriction on that person, and take advantage of the situation to find out the person behind the scenes.

But now that he can't protect himself, he really doesn't dare to act recklessly against Zhou Changming's potentially life-threatening restraint.

Moreover, on some journeys, the person has to take a step by himself in order to have the hope of seeing the sun again.

So even though Zhou Changming's implication was obvious, Lin Chushu still didn't stop him, but let him continue.

"...You might think I'm crazy."

Zhou Changming rubbed his eyes, smiled wryly,

"I've been holding these words in my heart for a long time. I originally wanted to find a more suitable opportunity to tell you, but now, maybe it's too late to wait."

"I have been self-willed for too long, and I may have caused irreparable mistakes. If I continue to stay here, it will only increase your anxiety and pain, so..."

It was as if a blunt knife was being sharpened in my heart, and the pain was long without bleeding, and by the time the flesh was broken, the deepest softness had been hurt.

Zhou Changming took a deep breath, and said with difficulty:

"Perhaps separation is the best choice."

Lin Chushu's heart sank heavily.

Although the fuse seems to be Ye Qingyi's death and the transformation of the Demon Heart Stone, the conflict between him and Zhou Changming has been going on for a long time.

That person never thought about it, and stayed by his side all his life.

In Zhou Changming's eyes, he is just a passer-by in another world. No matter how deep the bond is, he cannot escape the end of dissipating in the end.

Alas, ridiculous, Lin Chushu closed his eyes.

He had imagined that Zhou Changming would be so different to him.

The love between them is so weak that even their unwarranted younger brother can't match;

The trust between them is so fragile that even a hasty misunderstanding cannot be resolved.

Maybe Zhou Changming would still choose to stay if he asks to stay at this moment.

But then the relationship between each other will become a shackle of fetters, he will not be happy, and he will not be able to escape from regret and suffering.

It is better to go back quietly in the calm before the storm.

A dense colic surged up his throat, making every word he uttered soaked in a hoarseness like weeping blood.

"If it's your decision, I'll take it."

Lin Chushu turned his gaze back and fixed his gaze on Zhou Changming.

No struggle, no retention.

But Zhou Changming was so heartbroken that Zhou Changming couldn't breathe because of the indelible sadness in those clear eyes.

In fact, he imagined many times how that person would react after he confessed everything to Lin Chushu and said goodbye.

He had imagined anger, disappointment, and tyranny, but he never imagined such calm and despair.

The atmosphere fell into a stagnant silence for a while.

After a long while, Lin Chushu flicked his fingertips lightly, holding up the six flower lotuses with spiritual power, and they slowly floated down in front of Zhou Changming's eyes.

"Liu Dao Hua Lian stores your accumulation in the past three lifetimes. Just in case, I have also added a lot of supplies to it, which is more than enough for you to rest in it for a month."

The simple and plain entrustment clearly permeated with strong blood and grief.

His eyes seemed to fall on Zhou Changming, and he seemed to see through him, the windy phantom that belonged to the past.

"If you're ready, I'll send you to Chaoyin Pavilion Mountain Gate. Without the instruction given by the Pavilion Master, you won't be able to enter and exit smoothly."

Grief without warning is like the tide like the sea.

Zhou Changming could hardly bear Lin Chushu's gaze, forced back his tears, turned his face sideways, and nodded.

Lin Chushu leaned on the wall without a trace, straightened his body, and walked out of the house.

Zhou Changming watched him walk out of the room from the corner of his eye, before he dared to raise his head, wiped away the remaining tears hastily, and followed quickly.

Perhaps because of worrying about the intrusion of the Demon Heart Stone, on the road from Mo Xingsi to Chaoyinge Mountain Gate, except for the patrolling guards, there were almost no traces of Chaoyinge's disciples.

He followed Lin Chushu, keeping a close distance, and his heart was full of confusion.

The man never looked back.

He couldn't help but guess wildly in his heart.

Is it right or wrong to do this by yourself?

Continuing to stay, of course, can only increase the pain in vain.

But when he thought of leaving right now, he would never see the person in front of him again, a huge hole was opened in his heart, and the wind was leaking in.

The green mountains and green waters left behind carry the memories of getting along with each other, which cannot be traced back and cannot be retrieved.

Zhou Changming suddenly felt extreme fear and sorrow.

With trembling lips, he tried to stop Lin Chushu, but he couldn't make any sound.

And the other party never looked back once.

The weakness from blood loss made the five senses constantly become sluggish, and just covering up his abnormality almost consumed all the strength in Lin Chushu's body.

He was unable to fly with his sword, so he could only walk this distance on foot.

But it was precisely because of this that he could still steal some time with that person.

It is impossible to let go of the obsession that has been pursued for a hundred years.

However, at the moment, he is unable to protect Zhou Changming, and if he continues to forcibly keep him, it may endanger his safety.

What's more, he has placed a huge bet on fate.

If it really comes to the moment of life and death, the time of eternal doom, Zhou Changming is willing to give up everything for him, and take that crucial step——

Maybe he'll get his wish after all.

There is little hope, but it is already the only light source illuminating the road ahead in the dark night.

Even though the road ahead is long, it is gradually approaching the end.

Lin Chushu stopped in front of the barrier around the island.

It is still the lush water and grass followed by the whistling storm of the Xingyu Sea, but the last time I saw it, I was full of joy and anticipation for the future, but now it leaves nothing but barrenness.

He took out the Dejima Order from the storage pouch, and slowly stuck it on the barrier wall.

With the influx of spiritual power, Ling Jian glowed with a faint green light.The overwhelming storm wall split from it instantly, revealing a moored white sailboat in the faint halo.

"There is an extradition disciple on the outlying island, who will take you back to the town near Xingyu Sea."

Lin Chushu frowned to suppress the stench surging in his chest, and said calmly.

"I can only send you here."

His eyes fell on the back of Zhou Changming's hand clenched tightly by the corner of his clothes, with bulging veins, his eyes were dark.

The man trembled and his face turned pale.

Although the back was straightened up with all its strength, it was so fragile that it would break if touched lightly.

He was about to leave Chaoyin Pavilion and Xingyu Island.

Maybe this time, we will never see each other again in this life.

Zhou Changming's hair was cold and aching. His mission in this game world was to save his younger brother's life.

If he really leaves this time, he will have no reason to return in the future, and all the data belonging to him will also be cleared by the administrator.

This time I'm separated from Lin Chushu, I'm afraid it will be a farewell.

Although thousands of times of psychological construction have been done in advance, when the moment of separation is really faced, the so-called rational dam is simply too weak to withstand a single blow.

His legs were as heavy as lead, and he couldn't move. Zhou Changming raised his head, and the moment he met Lin Chushu's gaze, he suddenly held his breath.

He saw a trace of redness in the corner of Lin Chushu's eyes.

Even though he struggled on the verge of life and death many times and suffered so much, that person never shed a single tear.

But now tears filled his eyelashes because of his departure.

Something seemed to shatter in the bottom of my heart.

The game is different from reality, and the persistence has become as thin as paper at this moment. Letting go of this relationship with Lin Chushu is even more painful and desperate than his death.

"Little Shu, I..."

"It's not too late." Lin Chushu suddenly opened his mouth and interrupted him, as if he couldn't bear to look any more, his eyelashes dropped.

"Lingjian can only open the enchantment once a day. If you don't hurry up and be noticed by other members of the elders, you may not be able to leave."

The center of his brow twitched slightly, as if he had issued an order to chase Zhou Changming away, but in fact he was trying to force him.

If there is even a moment of delay, maybe even he can't help but regret it.

At that time, neither I nor Zhou Changming can escape the worst ending.

"……sorry."

No matter how many words were spoken, Zhou Changming choked up and said a word, using all the strength in his body, he jumped out of the barrier.

The dazzling spiritual power faded away from his side like a tide, and the scene in front of him changed again and again, and when he saw his surroundings clearly again, he was already on the sailboat.

The responding disciple nodded to him, then unfurled the sails, anchored and set sail.

Zhou Changming suddenly turned around.

Xingyu Island, which was clearly close at hand just now, has now shrunk into a black spot the size of a sesame seed, hanging in vain on the connecting line connecting the sky and the sea, and will disappear in the next moment.

The strength to support his body was suddenly drained, his knees gave way, and he fell to his knees.

The tears that were falling down blurred his vision, and in his hazy vision, he suddenly saw that cool and elegant fairy in white walking gracefully and reaching out to him.

He understood that he had waited a long time.

But now I can't wait any longer.

The mole behind the ear started to burn violently again, but the emotions in his heart had already collapsed, and Zhou Changming didn't notice it at all.

Something seemed to come out of his mind, which ran counter to the truth he had previously known.

But there seemed to be a powerful force in the dark, which prevented him from continuing to think.

Whenever reason is about to be overwhelmed by emotion, all kinds of things about his brother will pour out uncontrollably, making him struggle and make him regret.

He was completely wrong, but he had no choice.

Zhou Changming bowed his body, clenched the sleeves of his arms as if in convulsions, and sobbed hoarsely.

If possible, he would rather give up everything.

I only hope that I will not disappoint anyone, and will not cause more sin and pain.

But no matter what he does, he can't achieve both, and someone is destined to be let down.

Weiwei's will was overwhelmed, and finally the sharp ax fell on him and him.

……

Watching Zhou Changming's figure disappear behind the barrier, Lin Chushu finally couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, with a rosy color on his lips.

A tearing pain spread from his chest, and even though the blood in his body had been exhausted by the Blood Imperial Formation, a fishy smell continued to surge up due to the stimulation of the extreme pain.

Just now he was just trying to hold on in front of Zhou Changming, but now his eyes were dark, and his tinnitus was also getting tighter and tighter.

"Master, Master!" A faintly anxious shout came from behind.

Qiu Shengmiao didn't care about etiquette, and stepped forward to support his crumbling body.

The body of the tentacles was frighteningly cold, and the irrepressible ice-type spiritual power rushed left and right in the meridians, covering Lin Chushu's whole body with a layer of frost and snow.

Qiu Shengmiao held back his tears and melted the ice and snow on his body for him.

But Lin Chushu didn't seem to feel the pain in his body, and his eyes turned to an unknown distance, with a sad and desolate expression.

"he's gone."

With a soft statement, he sentenced himself to death.

The greatest tragedy in the world is undoubtedly gaining and losing again.

Give him a beautiful fantasy dream, and then break it for him to see.The dream was shattered, and his inner obsession was also destroyed by the roots.

Love and hate, yes and no, all perish, all become empty.

He sank and lost consciousness.

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