I'm afraid I can do anything

The player's knife is to fulfill the promise and return the memories she has to Xia Youjie.

Nanako has been accumulating energy for so long, she can hardly wait.

Of course, this is just a game skill, she wouldn't really lose her memory in this brain-connecting game, right?

Thinking of the previous failure to quit, Qiancheng felt guilty, so she tried Nanako's skills to make sure that the player remembered the deleted memories before loading the file with confidence.

It's worth mentioning, because it's the player's memory that's being transferred.

Therefore, players have the authority to do things in this regard, such as implanting heart sounds.

It is equivalent to the background sound like a narration, and if it is used properly, it may be able to play a wonderful role in the knife.

However, be careful not to involve the truth of the game, otherwise it may cause program errors.What is this, is it possible that the NPC will self-awaken?

Qian Cheng suddenly felt that the game was interesting again.

She just chose heart sound lines at random, and played it freely on the last occasion.

So, despite Xia Youjie's reluctance, that day still came.

-

Xia Youjie's current memory is a torn piece of incomplete and fragmented paper.

He desperately searched for the past, and pieced together the forgotten and remembered things into an endless jigsaw puzzle, with vacancies accounting for the vast majority.But the emotions are tightly wrapped, fermented in the dark despair.

The vacancy that was forcibly dug out has not been healed, and it has been filled with new memories from Qi Feng's perspective.

In the headache that is about to tear people in half, he greedily absorbs this lost and recovered memory, like a traveler in the desert who is about to die due to thirst.

scene... scene...

Qi Feng's memories about Xia Youjie unfold slowly like a scroll.

Xia Youjie was all in her memory.

He was Qi Feng's first and only childhood friend.

He and Qi Feng share the secret of being able to see the curse spirit.

The pain he caused Qi Feng to suppress his sister was regarded by her as a protector.

Originally, Qi Feng didn't find it boring to watch the clouds for a day, and he could observe the ants' travel route all day, but after Xia Youjie appeared, these are no longer interesting.

Bullied, isolated and gloomy background color.Because of Xia Youjie's appearance, a beam of bright colors shined in. From then on, the clouds and mists cleared away, and the morning light first appeared, and brilliant flowers gradually bloomed in the barren heart.

Memories and emotions are one.

While Xia Youjie was savoring this memory, the full and overflowing treasure and love from Qi Feng overwhelmed people.

Xia Youjie seemed to be divided into two halves, one half dazed in this blissful emotion, and the other half rationally guessing the expression of the woman in the seat.

It must have been indifferent, indifferent.

It is undoubtedly dazzling.

He is ups and downs in the two different emotions of the same person, like a drowning man clutching a straw, madly envious of Xia Youjie who was watched eagerly by Qi Feng in his childhood.

[I want to be friends with Jiejun. 】

【Will Jiejun dislike me? 】

[Jie Jun and I have become friends!Pulled the hook! 】

[The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.Jiejun is gentle and reliable, he is my Spider-Man and everyone else! 】

[I want Jiejun to like me more. 】

[Occasionally, I also want to share Jiejun's responsibilities, so that he can work less hard. 】

Under the girl's immature and pure heart voice, the envy of reliving her childhood turned into jealousy.

It is outrageous to look at the past from the perspective of an adult, to look at this self who has been tamed and cherished by a child.

At this stage, Xia Youjie placed himself in the position of protector because of his innate ability in magic spells, and he tamed the symbiosis between protection and magic spirit——

Accompanying her, taking care of her emotions, and solving her difficulties are regarded as my duties and obligations, but I don't really put down my body to respond to her likes.

In the memory of Qi Feng's perspective, he only saw the distance he kept while holding the shelf.

A large part of their friendship comes from Qi Feng's careful approach and persistent pursuit.

He was inevitably jealous.

Even if it's me.

Under such a filter, even Xia Youjie responded to her love after Qi Feng gave him his exclusive embrace and opened his heart.

Because the memory is missing a corner of the teenager, he is still jealous of himself who had all the love of Qi Feng in the past.

【I really miss Jiejun——】

[I can see Jiejun tomorrow!I want to sneak to scare Jiejun. 】

【Jie Jun looks so tired, what can I do for Jie Jun? 】

[I like Jiejun who protects everyone, I will work hard to become stronger, and protect others side by side with Jiejun! 】

Xia Youjie is the existence that Qi Feng pursues.

Even in the crowded fireworks display, her eyes can always follow him and find his figure in the first time.

The shaky vision meant that she ran with her hands up, wanting to be by his side more than waiting for him to come over.

Xia Youjie is the person Qi Feng thinks about all the time.

Even when she was at Wujo's house, she thought about going to the school to meet Jie the next day as early as possible.

Noticing Xia You's fatigue and anxiety, she secretly sewed a calming sachet for Xia Youjie, bought a new night light and scented candles, and gave them to him without any trace.

Then he was happy that his expression eased over such a simple little thing.

At this time, Xia Youjie did not hide his liking from Qi Feng's perspective.

He always watched her, always, always, embedded her in every part of his life.

He resonated with such emotions, and only felt that his feelings for her had deepened a lot due to the filling of memory.

This could have been a two-way race.

Memories of high school are happy.

Even if the white-haired young master and the black-haired nanny are inserted into the world of the two of them, the girl who is only his friend has new friends, and her attention is divided.

Qi Feng still likes Xia Youjie the most.

[I can stay with Jiejun all the time. 】

【Look at my growth too, and praise my hard work too, Jie. 】

[Compared with the three-person mission, I want to be with Jie more. 】

【I'm so tired, but Jie is here... I like Jie the most. 】

[I really want time to stop at this moment. 】

Xia Youjie saw herself unhappy because of her interaction with Gojo Satoru.

The name that could only be heard from girls in middle school has now become his contemporaries and his future best friends.

Facing the ignorant Wujo Satoru who was not even enlightened, Xia Youjie's jealousy from a distance turned into a secret jealousy.

The hidden and invisible possessive desire is constantly suppressed and torn apart.He even had dark thoughts of only looking at him, only watching him, and only his friend, which could only be soothed when a girl approached.

Xia Youjie also wanted time to stop at this moment.

but--

bitter summer...

The scorching sun and the noisy cicadas.

【What is Jay thinking? 】

【I want to see Jay's smile...】

[Is it because I did something wrong?why do you ignore me?Why do not you talk to me? 】

[Obviously a friend, and obviously said that he would not ignore me, Jie is a liar. 】

[If you don't do anything...it seems like you will lose Jie, I don't want it. 】

……

【I will not give up. 】

Her heartbeat from the first-person perspective makes people breathless persistently.

Xia Youjie wanted to stop, but he could only continue to hatefully watch the girl's memories go to the end he didn't want to see.

At the same time, she also forced herself to look directly at herself in her eyes during this period.

A woman once asked him: "Is it me or this righteousness that you chose?"

It turned out that at this time, he had already made a choice.

The originally bright and vivid picture seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds at some point, making it appear groggy.

The heart sound also changed from a girl's sweet, coquettish voice to a hoarse, tired and numb voice.

When she resolutely left after delivering the special products in the dormitory of the college—【I want to save Jie. 】

When she saw him when her sister woke up after breaking the seal—【I don't want you to die. 】

After saying goodbye at the alley, she couldn't help but ran back—[I'm sorry Jie, let's make up. 】

Xia Youjie couldn't understand her heartbeat at this moment, but he voluntarily was dragged into deep and viscous emotions.

Her vision of the amusement park was bright and splendid, but after the clock struck twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, it fell into darkness again.

——[I only want you to live. 】

Finally, the last side is the ruthless look of the cursed tyrant in the field.

【It turns out that this is Xia Youjie. 】

Her heart for Xia Youjie died.

As the price of being resurrected from the dead, I will no longer have the slightest emotion for him.

So even with all these emotional memories, for her, it's just watching an unsubstituting movie.

Seeing him in such pain, her expression must have been ironic, mocking, and cold.

"Master Qi Feng!"

The intertwined emotions made Xia Youjie have a headache so much that he couldn't stand up straight.

Everything only passed for a moment, and he struggled to recover the huge memory.Because of Nanako's exclamation, she raised her head subconsciously, but what she saw was not the indifferent woman he imagined.

She watched him quietly, but her eyes were full of water at some point.

Lin's pupils are as clear as the surface of water sparkling in the setting sun.

Afterglow is warm.

Not at all indifferent.

They met eyes.

Then...

The pair of eyelashes blinked unconsciously, and teardrops as crystal clear as morning dew rolled down from the middle of the eye sockets and trickled down the soft cheeks.

A silent, bewildered weeping face.

Even if there is no emotion for Xia Youjie, and even the memory doesn't exist——

This is a physical instinct that even she herself cannot violate.

bang... bang...

heart pumping...

Xia Youjie clenched his hands, his eyes drooping weakly, and he stared blankly ahead.

At this moment, his pain has meaning.

After he took a deep look at Qian Cheng through his blurred eyelids, he walked out of her sight with a calm and impermanent expression, and his figure trembled.

Unable to stop trembling, he clung to the wall, his lips parted slightly, and let out a few light gasps.

But the sob that vented the pain was immediately blocked by his tightly closed lips.

Painful sweat dripped from his forehead.

In the depths of the forcibly poured memory, Xia Youjie detected an abnormal, vast domain that was bound by layers of chains.

He doesn't have any permission to enter, and a slight touch is a sharp, endless roar and tinnitus.

An ominous, oppressive atmosphere is about to overflow.

But he has the courage and drive to find out.

Like the younger sister who suppressed Qi Feng when he was young, he was not afraid of probing, allowing his spirit to be bruised and bruised by touching and probing again and again.

In the severe pain that was about to numb, Xia Youjie had a hallucination for a moment in front of his eyes.

It was a trench made up of countless hurricane bodies. They wore the same or different clothes. They were about seventeen or eighteen years old. The description was so real that it was creepy.

Some Qi Feng's eyes are dull, like dolls who have lost their souls.

Some Qi Feng closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, covered with a familiar and unthinkable aura of mantra—belonging to himself.

He seemed to hear their common murmur.

【do not die. 】

And Qi Feng's last unexplainable heart sounds, gathered together.

[You are not allowed to die. 】

【I only want you to live. 】

There was a bang in the ears.