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We are immersed in darkness, and never extricate ourselves from the vortex of drowning faith.

-------Inscription

------- "What did you change?"

-------"destiny."

------- "Whose fate?"

------- "All of us."

……

I can't dream anymore.

No nightmares, no sweet dreams.

There is no long and deep sleep, only a long night of boundless fear, only darkness and reality, or various concepts of illusion.

The boring journey, the built-in decayed life, left a trace of human fragility, melancholy, struggling between the devil and the beast, lost the glorious side of divinity, and only remained obsessed with death and pain.

——This is me, a real awakened demon.This is the definition I have given myself.

When victory can no longer impress me, when the passionate blood no longer flows, when the impermanence of the world becomes permanent...you will be like me, in an embarrassing position of contradiction.Years pass by, it will not leave any traces on you.You can do what you want, but you are forever bound.until the day of destruction.

A demon without time can't live and adapt—hell with infinite time is tasteless torment—so back and forth, from the Garden of Eden above, to the huge furnace below, you have no place to live, you are adrift, do not desire, Hopeless, waiting to die slowly...

Aren't those old guys who have decayed and turned into stone statues just like that?When they no longer ask for the blood of their virgins to fill the altar, when they no longer care whether their honor is still there, when they give up the arrogant demand, all this will become a numb black and white pantomime, until they gradually petrify the sand , disappeared without a trace...

oh!How sad!

Possessing inexhaustible power, but wanting to let it die out, I hate this form of life.

Sad, horrible... us evil gods and demons.

When human beings are thinking alone, thinking sadly that life is perishable and time is like water, who can think of how much the stars in the sky and the magma in the ground are eager to self-destruct?

We all undeniably have a serious suicidal complex.

So, some turned out to be sadistic - like the common ones who are full of rage all the time.

Others have become out-and-out masochists-like the very few, who play redemption day and night, ascetic self-restraint.

And me, what will I become?

An angry, violent, sadistic devil, or a cunning, hypocritical masochist?

Oh yes, I am indeed the masochist in disguise, draw the wolves with blood, enslave them, trample them... make them humble and beg, I am a sadist, masquerading in masochistic form, Dragging people's ankles.Letting the miserable cry drag them into hell.

Do you long for my salvation?Then who will redeem a bored devil?

Guys who have since missed their chances.Stupid and greedy, like to play the omnipotent and omniscient god, but full of slavishness.Those vigilant, distrustful, and fearful eyes made them lose their precious dignity and look penniless.This is literally breaking my heart!

Fortunately, there is such a soul, which is noble and untainted by emotion.

……

There are dull faces, and the distance between them is not too far or too close, so they are at an absolutely safe distance.When I was in full view again, holding Aurora's corpse in my arms and disappearing briefly, and then reappearing, I had a premonition of that "crisis".

He helped He Jia take out the bullet made by Mo Yan, but he obviously didn't want to appreciate it. When this futile journey was about to come to an end, he finally revealed his strong desire for revenge.But, what does he want to do now?I was very curious about this, so I gave up the idea of ​​disappearing from the world.

After all, I still can't bear to let go of these guys for a while.

On this day, Xiao Ling's staff disappeared without a trace on the island again, and we did not find the place where he hid the boat.Very good weather, suitable for returning to the voyage.

Different from the superficially calm posture when I came here before, the temperature of this day is very comfortable, there is no wind and waves, no mist, and there is no "Sea God" lurking in the sea who came suddenly - I think it is also because of such an embarrassing situation , it should prefer this name.

I moved two deck chairs on the deck, and Zhao Boyang laid a paperback copy of "DICTIONARYOFTHEKHAZARS" (Dictionary of the Khazars) on his face for a rest leisurely. Sunlight was splashed down his hair.Different from my exaggerated long hair and Xia Jun's short hair that is too capable and short, Zhao Boyang's hair is very soft and shiny, and it has always been kept in an orderly and very suitable length, which makes him look quite attractive , and very academically refined taste.

He put the glasses on his lap, I reached out to pick them up, and tried to put them on.It turned out that the glasses were flat lenses.

There is nothing wrong with his eyesight at all!

Taking off my glasses, I fiddled with the frame with a very good texture.Very unfashionable but always classic style, simple, subtle, and exquisite. I found a whole cabinet of glasses of the same style and exact same style in his cloakroom. At that time, I felt sorry for him. his eyesight.You know, without glasses, he wouldn't look so unapproachable and unkind.Which girl doesn't like gentle men who are knowledgeable and interesting?

ah!Thinking of this, I actually started to worry about this cute and hateful soul again.I don't know when such a workaholic and indifferent 'robot' will meet the indispensable love of human men and women? ——When will you be able to marry a wife and have children, and live happily ever after?

……Yes.That's all I ask of my beloved soul: perfection.

He must be happy.

How could he be unhappy?

The truest love.

The most perfect and skilled wife.

The smartest and best kid.

The most successful and dignified career.

Need both, or I'll break this damned, unpleasant world!

Zhao Boyang's future seems to be the only one I can't foresee.I was dejected thinking about the countless uncontrollable things in the future, and then gently put the glasses back on his lap.

The style of the glasses - a habit that is unnecessary but still maintained - I think I have finally found the root of my confusion all this time!

All of this is obviously imitating his elder brother - that arrogant man who is not likable at all!Zhao Boyang adores him and regards him as a mentor—but the serious problem is that this elder brother he loves is an out-and-out non-marriageist, more cold-blooded and ruthless than his father's love, and he is ready to spend his whole life Give to your cause...

In literature, two of my favorite characters are like this.

One is the great detective Sherlock Holmes in "The Detective Collection of Sherlock Holmes" written by Arthur Conan Doyle.The other is the famous martial arts novelist, Gu Long, the sword god Ximen Fuxue in the series "The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng". (Although in the end he married Sun Xiuqing and gave birth to a son.) Due to the characteristics of these two characters, they are only characters on paper after all. Even if Zhao Boyan wants to go for this, I have nothing to say Desire, but being led astray by brother is not a good thing.

Even I had a family a few lifetimes ago! (Although they all died later) How could human society not have this link?

Sherlock Holmes at least has a "she"... "the woman".

Ximen Chuuxue has been married at least once - of course, I don't agree with the aspect of abandoning his wife and son to pursue a career (kendo).It's just that Zhao Boyang's current situation is definitely not any better than these two fictional characters that I am strongly interested in but feel very contradictory!

sky!The soul I love the most will be an innocent bachelor for the rest of his life, and live a hardworking monk life... Oh, yes!Monks at least sometimes have affairs or homosexuality... But what about Zhao Boyang?Could there be something wrong with the perfection of this soul?He doesn't even have a sexual orientation...

The more I let my nonsensical imagination go on like this, the more worried and decadent I feel.I had finally gone from coveting a soul to being willing to wait, but now I find that this soul is not taking an ordinary path at all! -------Teach me that I can't start.

"What weird things are you thinking about again?" With a slight joking tone, Zhao Boyang woke up, closed the book, put the glasses and the book on his lap, and sat up.He looked at me with a sad face, and my image was reflected in his pupils...

"Brother..." I began to rub my head indiscriminately, half of my hair almost blocked my sight, "You don't want to be like Zhao Boyan... er, you'll be a bachelor for the rest of your life, right?!" Then, I groaned/ Moaning, I asked the question that has troubled me for the longest time.

"How is it possible?" Zhao Boyang seems to be very relaxed now. Song Rong's facial expression and the corners of Song Rong's mouth are raised up happily, making him look more amiable. "I am also looking forward to love." He Half joking and half serious, he threw the book to me casually, "It's just that I think my romance has nothing to do with Venus..."

oh!All right!All right!Fuck Venus and Catherine the Great!How long are you going to hold on to this old thing?I angrily imitated his previous appearance and spread the book over my face, muttering, "God knows what your romance will be like? Ah! Maybe you will become a Sade-style perverted lunatic—— But now, at the most basic level, you don't even have a girlfriend—or a boyfriend!"

I almost felt some hatred for iron and steel, and said through gritted teeth: "Aren't you a proponent of chastity? You will never have sex if you are not married. You are influenced by your brother! He is destined not to enjoy it." Warmth doesn't mean you should too! You have too many qualities that he doesn't have How can you... "

"Okay, are you going to give me a blind date?" Zhao Boyang interrupted my rambling, "Of course my brother and I are different, I just said... well, I haven't met that girl yet, now, at least It's now, please don't chase me like my mother and tell me to get a girlfriend early, marry a wife and have children..."

Yo!I really didn't see that besides becoming a sissy, a good man these days is in danger of becoming a virgin. "Zhao, you know, this is not a good excuse." I opened the book, sat up straight, and moved to face him, "You have been consciously rejecting others."

"Don't tell me that I'm trying to corrupt you!" I stretched out my hand to stop him from trying to refute me again, "Humans, they should fall in love and get married...even if it's not for reproduction, just for' Love'!" I bit down on the last word, and said: "At least you should combine with another person, you are alone, so you must need a partner... just like your parents, harmonious and respectful ...and with you."

"No, listen to me..." Zhao Boyang also raised his hand to signal me to stop this kind of desire that was almost forcing him to get married quickly and give birth to a little Zhao Boyang.

"No. You should listen to me!" I didn't intend to back down, "You are too passive! This is not okay----"

"Then what do you guys want?" He couldn't help but sneer, raised one eyebrow, almost deliberately showing the inevitability of this matter, "I just don't want to go out on a date---- ---I can also marry my work!"

The ancients had plum wives and crane sons, and Ximen Chuuxue didn't hold a sword for life - this must be a joke!

"You're too much influenced by your brother," I concluded.Such childish behavior of loving brother... "my soul"!What happened to you! ?

"This has nothing to do with Zhao Boyan!" At this moment, he was really angry, and whenever he mentioned things about his imitating and adoring his elder brother, he would subconsciously become annoyed.It's not cute!

"Okay, okay." I stood up and patted his shoulder. From this angle, I can see that he has a beautifully shaped ear. The earlobe looks soft and elastic, and the size is thick and thin. The most perfect proportions. "Our Mister Forensic Scientist is going to be another industry legend - oh! Until then, no dating or dating!"

"Come, I will always accept it." He pushed me away from the distance I was too close to, and would end the topic next time.That's how it is, always being passive—waiting for the girl to come to see her, waiting for his friend to take the initiative to turn the world upside down. This may be his only bad habit.

Human love is described vigorously in literary works, but in real life it is exhausted.Killing for love, dying for love, committing suicide for love... cheating, sexual/abuse, control freak...ah, it's all there, and I'm looking for a needle in a haystack to find the perfect example!After all, even the happiest couple in the world would admit frankly that they wanted to kill each other at least a few times a month...

It's like we all want to kill ourselves for a few minutes every day.

Zhao Boyang seemed to be afraid that I would always be entangled in his lifelong affairs like Zhao's mother, so he pretended to be an ostrich without "Zhao Boyang style", closed the door tightly, and hid quietly in the cabin.As for me...Of course I still can't let go of this problem that has been bothering me so far...

After nightfall, Xia Jun finally mustered up the courage to appear in front of me from the shrunken state, as if he was worried that I would wring his head off his neck at any time.And myself, of course I wouldn't be so bloody!

"Hey!" He appeared by the fence a little uncomfortably, holding on with one hand and tugging at his collar with the other, "You can see the stars here." Just like that, he said indifferent words, avoiding the possibility that the Such a beautiful reality.

I raised my eyes and looked at the sky full of stars reflected in my eyes. It seemed that I finally understood the key to people’s ability to walk out of a shadow. After all, what could be more relaxing than such an open sight and scenery?Unnecessarily sticking to one situation will only make the mood more anxious and embarrassing.

I didn't answer, just silently staring at the dots of broken diamonds dotted in the night.

"I'm sorry..." Xia Jun hesitated for a while, then spoke slowly.

"Do you know?" I suddenly turned my head to look at him, his face was clearly full of determination and strength.But in fact, hopelessly indecisive, sensitive and worrying, "I've never been good at swimming." I said aimlessly, and my eyes were out of focus for a while------- until "Plop", "Wow!" Two sounds, accompanied by the sinking and the icy sea water tightly twisting my hands, feet and throat, I realized that someone, just at the same time I finished the last sentence, slammed me back the sea!

The originally clear and clear sky suddenly became cloudy, and the lightning came out of the clouds, and the roaring thunder furiously vowed to tear the "crosser" to pieces!

The sea water, like having infinite suction, does not gently hold my body and mind, they are like tens of thousands of ghost claws, holding my limbs and head, dragging me deep ——

asphyxia!

The icy seawater almost drenched the depths of my soul, which was empty. My body and a sliver of sobriety, together with the holy grail that I had been reduced to a small size and hung around my neck, sank in a very rapid but very regular state.

Then, I heard the call above the sea...

……

When Zhao Boyang followed Xia Jun to the deck, the dark cloudy sky gradually became clearer, and in the middle of the boundless sea, there was an obvious vortex churning, bragging about his victory brazenly.The person who fell into the sea disappeared without a trace, as if he had never appeared in this world without even calling for help.

When Zhao Boyang subconsciously yelled the name of his friend who fell into the water, a thick, huge octopus-like purple-black tentacles suddenly jumped out of the sea level, causing the waves to become more turbulent and violent.The "arm" that belonged to the original god in the sea—the current sea monster, the owner of those little red fish monsters—it tightly strangled a person's body.

It seemed that it was a very small and fragile existence, he was already lifeless, his limbs were hanging down, motionless, but the god's hand was unwilling to let him go easily.

Zhao Boyang suddenly turned his head and looked at Xia Jun, who had deep eyes and didn't say a word.No one knew that the devil couldn't swim, so he could only drown in despair.

He never knew, only this person...

He knows it!

Was he the one who drove his friends to their doom?

After the gods in the sea beat the trapped person in the sea several times, picked them up, and threw them into the sea again... the "trophy" that was content to strangle it quickly disappeared—as if it was still something That didn't happen either!There is no lightning and thunder, no dark clouds, no huge rolling waves on the sea, and no scary eddies in the sea.Everything returned to calm within a few minutes, as if the sea "received" their "sacrifice" when they came.

He Jia's eyes shone abnormally in the dark night, which is not a characteristic of human beings.More like some kind of dangerous nocturnal animal.With a stern expression, he paced the deck without saying a word, and finally took a look at the calm sea surface. While confirming that the demon that seemed to have acquired a powerful force was pushed down by him, he would not climb up again. He ordered a crew member beside him: "Start the boat."

"Quick!" he added.

Xia Jun came back to his senses after hearing He Jia's words. He could hardly believe that what happened in front of him was real—even if he sold his soul to a devil—it was nothing more serious than what happened now. Unreal, let him unbelievable things!

Of course he knew that He Jia did it!it's him!Appeared on the deck in the dark, and pounced on the back of a devil who just had a better mood!It's him! — Pushing the devil to perish!It's him! —Push the devil down to the cold sea!

Curse or prophecy, both are fulfilled at this moment.

The muzzle of the gun, which was dark and equipped with a silencer, was pointed at Xia Jun and Zhao Boyang. "You can also go down to accompany him." He Jia said.Hatred and hatred filled his pupils "mixed with demon nature", and he exuded evil, guilt, and fear.

……

The devil's eyes opened red in the deep and dark seabed.

The author has something to say: the fifth volume is over.