you turned on the love game

Your fingertips trembled suddenly, just as you were about to ask her what the different ending meant, when suddenly there was a soft knock on the door downstairs.

"Miss Lucia, are you home?"

You look down from the window, and the housewife you met at the market just now is standing outside with the little girl in her arms, and she puts the bamboo basket in her arms at her feet, which contains various fruit snacks.

You raise your voice 20 years later:

"Come in, Mrs. Marino."

Soon there was the sound of trampling footsteps on the stairs, and Mrs. Marino walked in, and the little girl in her arms immediately jumped out of her arms.

The housewife quickly squatted down: "Sema, don't worry."

The little girl named Sema rushed forward before she could stand still, and you, 20 years later, quickly stepped forward to catch it, stretched out your hand and rubbed the girl's dark brown curly hair, and asked softly, "Why did you come here all of a sudden?"

Mrs. Marino was a little embarrassed: "I don't know why, Sema seemed to see you on the street just now..."

Before the words finished, the little girl nestled in the arms of the black-haired woman raised her head, her eyes collided with yours, and her eyes widened again.

You glanced at the other Mrs. Marino who was talking to you, raised your index finger to your lips, and slightly curved your eyes: "Shhh—"

The little girl nodded sensiblely, covered her mouth with both hands, and you gave her a thumbs up in praise.

They didn't stay for too long, and when they left, you, 20 years later, quietly mouthed "shh" to Sema. The little girl nodded again, her beautiful blue eyes sparkling.

Watching them walk away, the other you explained: "Selma is very special, she can see the soul."

"Her sister died and was buried in the forest. When Sema and Mrs. Marino went to pay homage to the child, they just saw me coming out of the depths. I don't know why they thought I was my sister who came back."

"Mrs. Marino begged me not to tell, because Sema hadn't been very active since her sister's death..."

She withdrew her gaze and sighed helplessly: "It's a little guilty to be called sister by such a little girl."

After being interrupted by an outsider, she returned to her flawless appearance at the beginning, with a gentle arc on her lips, as if the brief sadness just now was just your illusion.

You stared sideways at her, your lips moved a little, but knowing that you couldn't ask anything now, you swallowed back what you wanted to say.

A sigh escaped from his throat: "Of course."

You glanced at her almost unchanged appearance, "After all, no one would regard such a face as the age that should be called auntie."

She raised her hand to touch her face, lowered her eyes and smiled.

"I didn't maintain it on purpose."

With her arms resting lightly on the window sill, she looked into the distance, suddenly a frail aura appeared on her body, which seemed particularly ethereal.

Like a flower born in a winter night, it endured the snowstorm tenaciously, but finally withered silently in the first rays of sunshine in the morning.

She said calmly: "This is a sequelae of an experiment."

"..." You froze again, your pupils dilated slightly.

When she was talking, her expression was indifferent from the beginning to the end, her black hair was hanging softly by her ears, and there was a slight smile on her lips.

Even when she was talking about the injuries she had suffered, her voice was still calm, and she couldn't hear any strange emotions.

"But speaking of it, this sequelae is indeed a bit troublesome, causing my mental power to remain in a semi-stable and semi-disordered state..."

She tapped her heart with her index finger, and said, "Otherwise, I would be able to reach Xiao Mu's level."

Her eyes, which were like rare jade, were slightly closed, and the warm light converged in them. From the side, she could only notice the ends of her hair gently stirred by the breeze, and the very faint fan-shaped light shadow under her eyes.

She smiled and said, "I feel a little pity."

A cold and misty touch wraps around your fingers.

"..." It seems to be the wind from the depths of the forest, passing through the gap in the window, along the arms and into the neckline, you feel an inexplicable coldness in your heart.

You have no impression of the experiment she mentioned, and you haven't even seen the slightest similar symptoms in yourself.

From this it can be deduced that this is something that happened in the future.

She has suffered.

Probably much larger than what you see.

You stared at her, your eyes trembling slightly, and decided to ask clearly.

"Luc..."

But before you can call out your name, a distant and simple bell suddenly sounds in the distance, and there is a solemn echo hidden in the long rhythm.

"It seems that it's time for the residents to pray."

She staggered your gaze, turned her head to look at the solemn bell tower across the lake, and changed the topic: "Do you want to go and see it together?"

You sigh, swallowing your doubts.

"it is good……"

The residents living here seem to be very familiar with her, and you always see residents who greet her proactively along the way.There were even elderly people who held her hand and chattered.

She didn't show any impatience, and listened carefully with a smile.

But you notice-

When she bent down to talk softly to the old man, the faint sense of emptiness in her body would weaken a bit.

It made her all the more real.

You did not go to the bell tower, but walked slowly along the shore of the lake, the breeze carried the smell of forest soil on your breath, and finally disappeared into the ripples of the lake.

You rarely feel like this...

Go for a quiet, aimless walk with someone.

In the past, Linna liked to twitter and drag you to talk, her beautiful long blonde hair would always get entangled around your arm accidentally, and she would make herself scream every time she turned her head.

If you push the time forward.

Margot will circle you happily, or run away quickly rolling the dust, and then come back with a patter, almost wishing to arch you on its back and run you directly.

But like now.

Walking with each other without saying anything.

Seems to be fine too.

You let go of your mind and enjoy the scenery on the side of the road leisurely. From time to time, you look down at the swaying asakusa at your feet. Occasionally, there will be one or two nameless flowers hidden in it.

Smoke rises in the distance, and the birds flap their wings, jumping repeatedly among the branches, and finally stop at the branch closest to you, tilt their heads, and make a few crisp calls.

Vigorous, there is a kind of peace and tranquility.

She is walking obliquely in front of you, and her eyes are far away on the horizon at the end. After a long time, you suddenly hear her voice: "Have you figured out how to go back?"

It is said that you have recovered from the relaxed state.

Slowly stop.

The bell tower on the opposite side of the lake rang again, as if it wanted to penetrate the appearance and reach the depths of the heart, washing away the embers of pain, leaving only the most tenacious and tenacious soul.

"I've already thought about it."

She also stopped, as if anticipating something, she turned her head and stared at you with thousands of complicated thoughts hidden in her eyes.

You chuckled at her and looked at the old clock tower.

The sunlight is like one arrow after another, piercing through the clouds and dyeing the entire clock into a bright and eye-catching light gold, which makes people feel more sacred, not to be contemptuous, nor profane.

"Since my soul can serve as a bridge..."

You raise your arms and spread your fingers towards the sun.

His fair skin glowed a healthy blush under the sun, and he could even clearly see the veins of blood vessels beneath the surface, where blood gurgled and flowed, giving him a sense of reality of life.

A gentle smile suddenly appeared on your face, and you slowly closed your five fingers, and the warm morning light fell into the blue-purple pupils.

"Then flesh and blood are also fine."

For a moment-

The atmosphere fell into a long silence.

"..." It's been so long that the clock tower rang the last urging bell, and you just woke up 20 years later, and slowly stretched out your right arm, letting the warm sunshine pour on it.

"That's what I thought too."

As soon as the words fell, the lavender mist enveloped her arm, and then quickly faded away. The reality covered by the illusion finally took off the disguise, revealing the scarred appearance of her arm.

Your gaze uncontrollably looks at those hideous traces.

This is just the part that is exposed outside. It is not necessary to know that there must be scars in other parts of her body.

—She must have been back.

At the same time that this idea popped up in your mind, you suddenly remembered the common characters in mainland China that you saw on the bookshelf just now.

The confusion that had been suppressed in my heart resurfaced again.

"why……"

You gaze into her shining eyes.

At this moment, an illusion suddenly appeared in my heart.

In fact, there is no you in her sight, no this world, only the ubiquitous but ethereal wind, and the vast emptiness.

"Are you going to come back to this world?"

She lowered her eyes, smiled quietly, and re-cast the illusion to cover up those mottled scars. Instead of answering your question, she asked something else: "I didn't know illusion at the beginning, and I guessed that those guys might treat you. When remembering hands and feet... how do you do it?"

You startled slightly, and said, "I gave myself a hint."

He raised his hand and gently stroked the red mole on the back of his neck, "Because I didn't know how to use mental power in a complicated way at that time, so I could only do it to that extent..."

She interrupts you: "That's what I did then."

The woods beside you suddenly trembled, and the fallen leaves swayed her skirt in the cool breeze, revealing her slender ankles. Only then did you realize that she was even thinner than you.

"But my use of mental power is really rough..."

She stared down at her fingertips, and suddenly smiled: "Ten years, ten years later, I regained all my memories."

During this long period of time, she has regained her true character and her old habits. Only the most precious things are always covered in a gray mist.

Even knowing the memory behind the gray fog is extremely important.

But I can't remember anything.

"After recovering my memory, I immediately set off to go back, but the time flow of the two worlds is seriously unequal."

The once glamorous Moreau family has long since ceased to exist, the bustling and bustling streets are left desolate, all the beautiful fountains have withered, and the ruins have turned into black embers.

"When I get back there..."

The children who are vivid in memory have no news, and can only barely find traces of their past glory from sporadic clues.

And what about her?

Like a misfit ghost.

She raised her face and met your gaze, those blue-purple eyes that were always gentle were buried with a dry well.

"There's nothing left."

The dead are gone, only the memory lives on.

"..." Your breathing stopped suddenly.

What kind of look is that?

Long and far away, it seems to be loaded with the heavy weight of time, or it has been grinded endlessly by a knife blade, and it can be transformed into substance at any time, and then leave an unforgettable imprint in the bottom of my heart.

"Lucia..."

Since we met, she called your name for the second time.

Like the slumbering deep sea, a terrifying crack suddenly appears in the entire timeline. You seem to be bound by an invisible force, unable to make a sound, and you can't even respond to her.

The picture in your eyes has withered into one piece after another, which is the proof that you are constantly rejected by this world.

"I met a woman a few days ago and exchanged something very important from her. I think you will probably need her too, so I asked her to wait for you in the world 20 years ago..."

woman?exchange?

You stare into her eyes, wondering what exactly it means, but she doesn't continue.

At the last moment, she suddenly approached your ever-dimming soul, opened her arms, as if she wanted to embrace the painful self, and embraced you vainly.

Obviously you haven't touched each other.

But you seem to feel the warmth from her body.

She said softly, "Hurry up and go home."

The air suddenly opened up an invisible vortex, which quickly absorbed the soul of 20 years ago, and then quietly restored calm, as if everything that happened just now was just an illusion.

She glanced at the empty arms and put them down.

There was a raised stone in front of the embankment, she walked slowly over it, sat on it, her waist-length hair fluttered with the breeze, and the tails of her hair wound around her arms and fell between her fingers.

Staring at the sparkling lake, the ups and downs caused by seeing myself 20 years ago gradually calmed down.

"Women, love to change your mind..."

The opera ditty that local residents love was vaguely heard in the distance. She closed her eyes and listened carefully.

She looked at the floating clouds in the sky, and softly hummed a little tune: "Destiny, I love to change my mind..."

"Temperament is difficult to figure out..."

"There is no way to take it..."

After leaving the world 20 years later, you can't adjust your mentality for several days in a row, and you will always be thinking about——

That should have been your true end.

You're in such a bad state that even Fran can't help running over to ask you what's wrong.But you didn't say anything, just touched his cute frog hat.

On the last day you stayed in the spiritual world, you used illusion to weave a beautiful wreath for Fran, ignoring the question marks popping up from the frog's head, and turned to look at the quiet Liudao Mu.

"Little skeleton..."

The moment this title appeared.

The two people present opened their eyes slightly in surprise at the same time.

Because this is what you will call him 20 years later, not what you would say now, and you have never called him that.

But you didn't pay attention to their rare surprised expressions, you just stared at Liudao Muke seriously.It seems to be looking at him, and it seems to want to see another persistent and gentle soul through him.

You opened your mouth, and the sour emotion came up almost instantly.

Moist heat appeared in his eyes, and his voice didn't change at first glance.But if you look closely, you will find that there is a slight tremor that is different from usual.

"If there is anything you want to know in the future...you don't need to use other methods to make indirect remarks, just ask her directly."

In your mind, you can see the image of her sitting quietly, holding the mellow coffee in her hand, the heat is steaming up, and finally dissipates in the air, just like the faint and almost invisible emotion in her eyes.

Lucia...

The hand hanging by the side gradually tightened, and the nails almost sank into the flesh. You have never felt so clearly that you are favored by her.

You said to him: "She needs more powerful care."

……

The institute of the Estoraneo family.

In a dark and cold room.

Several thin children were squatting in a corner, with medical bandages wrapped around their foreheads, their skin exposed to the air was also blue and purple, and traces of dense pinholes could be vaguely seen.

From time to time, staff members entered and exited the room, but they did not respond to this, and were completely immersed in a state of numbness.

Unlike them, there was another boy with dark blue hair.

He stayed alone in the rest of the room, covering his right eye with his palm, dripping with cold sweat, as if he was suffering from great pain, but he clenched his teeth tightly and remained silent.

Suddenly, the whole room trembled violently, followed by a deafening roar from outside the room.

The children huddled in the corner trembled slightly at the same time.

But after waiting for a long time, no staff came in to check the situation, and the door that locked them in the cage...

"click..."

Suddenly, the electronic mechanical lock was automatically opened.

They raised their heads at the same time, watching the door open little by little, as if the escape channel in despair had been opened.

Pairs of dead eyes began to light up.

Not sure who's taking the lead, but soon?Everyone got up from the ground and rushed out of the room.

Two children hesitated for a moment, and went to help the dark blue-haired boy covering his eyes, each of them supported his hands, planning to take him out of here together.

"boom!"

The corridor trembled violently again, and they were shaken almost to the point of falling, leaning against the wall quickly, waiting for the shaking to stop before moving on.

The lab where the children are held is separate from the other areas.So they didn't meet anyone along the way, but after opening another door, they couldn't believe their eyes at the scene before them.

The entire research institute is like falling into purgatory.

The blazing fire continued to devour everything around, and the high-tech materials were gradually deformed under the burning temperature.

Even the field of vision was distorted by the high temperature.

There were faint screams and cries in the distance, as well as the sound of chaotic footsteps, which seemed to be very close and yet far away.

A large amount of blood was splashed on the pure white wall in memory, several researchers were hanging upside down on the railing, and their white coats showed obvious strangle marks, as if they were entangled to death by a giant vine.

The three children continued on their way.

The scorching heat made them sweat profusely, their breathing became heavier, and they even smelled the weird smell of meat being roasted.

"Bang!"

The door behind them was suddenly knocked open, and a researcher rushed out in terror, staggering forward.

"Lucia, I'm sorry! Lu...uhhhhh!"

Thick vines pierced the ground, tightly entangled the nonsense men into a bundle, the white coat was completely covered by the dark green color, and only the pair of waving hands could be seen.

The children stared intently at the room.

A strange female voice sounded from the deepest part of the room.

"I remember you."

A thin, black-haired woman slowly came out of it, and the large patient gown set her off particularly frail.

It's like an experiment with no resistance.

—but that’s definitely not the case.

The dark blue-haired boy raised his face.

His face was pale, and there was inquiry in his indifferent eyes.

She chuckled: "It was you who begged me to let you go, and said that if you told me you would be burned alive."

The terrifying vines gradually tightened, and the researcher seemed to predict his own death from her words, and immediately struggled frantically, letting out a final wail from the depths of his throat.

"Now...it's time to honor your promise."

The voice will fall to the ground.

A scalding pillar of fire rose into the sky in an instant.

The last cries of the creature before it died were mournful and terrifying, and even made one's scalp tingle, but everyone present did not respond.

Especially those three children, they dare not blink to stare at the woman named "Lucia".

She turned her head to look at them, ignoring the children's tense bodies because of their defenses, and focused on the boy with dark blue hair. For a moment, she raised her right hand and pointed her palm outside.

There was a loud bang.

The flame forcibly opened a shortcut to the outside world.

"Get out of here quickly."

After speaking, she turned and left the corridor.

The two children were stunned, glanced at the shortcut, and then at the woman who was drifting away, unable to make up their minds for a while.

Only the little boy with dark blue hair watched her leaving back, and then let go of his hand covering his right eye, revealing a bright red pupil with a deep black number six inside.

He turned his head to look at the shortcut and said, "Go..."

After speaking, he took the lead, and the other two children who were still struggling immediately left behind him.

After you destroy a shortcut to let the childhood Mukuro escape as soon as possible, continue to the depths of the research institute.

Along the way, countless corpses fell under your feet, and the security guard who was holding a gun and wanted to attack you was entangled by hallucinated vines and smashed against the wall, his internal organs were torn and he died on the spot.

Suddenly, several cracks appeared on the floor near his feet.

"Kach... Kacha..."

Immediately afterwards, a vine full of barbs rushed out, smashing into the wall fiercely, and the barbs were still hanging with pieces of minced meat.

After searching for a long time, you finally found your goal.

Pauline, who was in charge of taking care of you, lay panting behind the door, her legs were tightly pressed by the falling beams, blood flowed out along the gravel, and her delicately made-up face was finally full of confusion.

"Ha, what, do you want to see me beg for mercy?"

She raised her head high, as if she was unwilling to show any weakness even if she was in a predicament.

But at this moment her voice was far shriller than usual.

"I tell you, it's impossible!"

You looked at her condescendingly and said nothing.Those eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything clearly reflected her stern look, and the corners of her lips slowly pulled apart.

Seeing with my own eyes that the calmness she forcibly pretended gradually became unbearable.

See her crazy, see her crazy.

"Never possible!"

—Look at her crazy.

The woman keeps screaming and cursing at you, as if this will make her invincible.However, her face was covered with smudged eyeliner, and she looked like an impotent and angry waste.

You suddenly let out a chuckle from your throat.

Like a certain signal, the hot flames from the corridor outside spread in all at once, sparks exploded and bounced to the curtains, and the fiery temperature instantly swept everything violently.

Your field of vision instantly turns into a sea of ​​blazing flames.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The tumbling and struggling flames settled and bloomed in the blue-purple pupils, and finally overflowed the eye sockets a little bit, leaving red marks at the end of the eyes, revealing a chilling tenderness.

It is a kind of extraordinarily magnificent and sunken beauty.

"Addio."

You turn around and leave here, the flames flicker in your hair, and the scarlet wind engulfs everything behind you in flames.

Under high temperature roasting.

The beam repeatedly groaned overwhelmed.

Every time you take a step, the deformed load-bearing beam falls heavily behind, stirring up a large cloud of dust and black smoke, and in a blink of an eye it continues to be wrapped in fierce flames, like one after another flame soldiers seeing you off.

The moment you walked out of the gate of the research institute, the dirty building full of sin and evil collapsed behind you.

Endless selfish desires and greed were finally completely buried.

You look up and see the sun.