Heartbreaker

"Let's go, let's move on."

He picked up his crutches, walked slowly, and still walked towards the place where the light source was.This time no one made trouble on purpose, and we endured hunger and thirst and tried our best to step out.Whoever falls behind due to lack of strength, others will lend a helping hand to tide him over.

And I followed him, looking at the bright starlight in the northwest with him piously, as if I wanted to draw some courage and strength from his tough body and belief.

The long journey continued for another three days.In the early morning of the fourth day, we woke up and suddenly heard the sound of gurgling water.

Surprised and delighted, we ran along the sound of water and found an oasis in the barren wilderness!

"It's water, it's water! Thank God it's not a phantom!"

Overjoyed, we leaned over to sip the clear wine.Genuine clear water is much better than fresh blood. We drank it until our stomachs were full, with a happy smile on our faces, and filled our empty water bladders again.

I handed over a bag full of water and looked at him expectantly.He was leaning on a big rock and opened his eyes wearily when he heard my footsteps.

"Thank you."

He took the water bag and drank slowly.I happily asked: "Now that we have a water source, aren't we one step closer to the holy land you mentioned?"

He smiled and nodded.That night, we sang hymns together before falling asleep, as if we saw the infinite light of the future.

And he was still lying not far away, staring at the sky in the middle of the night, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, and the silent shadow was swaying in the breeze.

I guess he must have seen the sky full of stars.

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After getting plenty of water, we were pleasantly surprised to find animals, flowers and plants within a few days of walking.

It was a dense grove. At first we thought we had entered a witch's dreamland. It wasn't until someone caught a few fresh and plump hares and picked plump and juicy berries that we realized that it was a real forest.

Now, we not only have water, but also food.There are not many aggressive beasts in the woods, but there are many elk, white rabbits and cattle.We hunted some animals, cleaned the internal organs, cut the meat into pieces, and grilled them on the fire.

I used a wooden stick to skewer a piece of juicy, delicious venison, and wanted to bring it to him.He was still leaning against the tree, closing his eyes and recuperating from exhaustion.

He smelled the aroma of roasting meat, looked at the venison in my hand, smiled and shook his head.I scratched my head, climbed up the tree and picked a few big red apples, rinsed them with stream water, and stuffed them into his arms.

He still thanked me, leaning on the root of the tree and chewing the apple.I was chewing the oily roast venison beside me, and said vaguely, "Sir, how far are we from the Holy Land now?"

"It should be soon." He said.

I thought, no matter how far we are from the Holy Land, now that we have water and food, it doesn't matter if it takes us a few years to walk.

When we were immersed in the joy of surviving, one day, I suddenly found that his pace was getting slower and slower.Although he didn't walk fast in the past, his steps were steady, solid and powerful.

Now, his body was even thinner, and his robe was like a huge sack.

At the same time, his rest time has also become longer.I gave him more water and food, but he just smiled and said he wasn't hungry and he didn't need to eat too much.

As we moved closer to the northwest, a new fear slowly gripped me, rooted in his weakening condition.Now people no longer need him to be at the forefront. They sing hymns, are full of energy, and stride forward, admiring the lush dense forests and clear springs passing by.

As he walked slowly, he gradually moved from the front of the team to the middle, and then to the back.Only I have been following him, staring at his back, for fear that one day his frail body will collapse and disappear.

I followed him in fear for a month, until one day he leaned against a rough rock and asked me, "Why don't you go ahead, John?"

I didn't speak, just stared at his fat hem.A gust of wind blew by, and I saw the outline of his body clinging to the fabric, my pupils shrank suddenly, and I tore open his robe——

"you--!"

I still can't forget the scene I saw at that time. I only know that I cried within a few seconds, wishing I could crash into the rock behind him.

His body, with his neck down, had turned into a pale skeleton.

"John..."

He stretched out his withered hand and stroked my hair.I couldn't help crying, only then did I realize that he was already old, his face was full of wind and frost erosion and the gullies of time, only the red hair was still as bright as fire.

I grabbed his rough hand and cried, "Why?! How could it be like this!"

He looked at the tears on my face, and there was a bit of tenderness and love in his eyes.He said: "I poured blood into the earth, and the earth gave me sweet and clear springs; I filled the flesh with the soil, and the soil gave me dense forests and fresh animals..."

With tears streaming down my face, I looked at his dry eye hole and said, "Then what about your eye?"

"This eye?"

He touched the right eye hole and smiled: "After I woke up from this world, it disappeared. But it doesn't matter, I still have a left eye... it is the only left eye that allows me to see the sky. Light."

I couldn't help crying while listening to him.He propped himself up, his voice was bright, and he looked at the sky and said, "Don't cry, John. Maybe we can reach the Holy Land tomorrow, maybe. Look at the others, how happy they are now, you have to be like them, Face the world with a smile."

I nodded desperately, wiped away my tears, helped him up, and asked: "If it is possible...will you allow me to call you 'teacher'?"

He laughed: "Of course. It's my pleasure."

I laughed too, with the corners of my bitter mouth raised.I supported my teacher, walked through the luxuriant vegetation and meandering streams, through this beautiful world reshaped by his flesh and blood, and headed northwest step by step.

To the light of his mouth is also the holy place of heaven in all of us.

****

John is a very good boy. Seeing that I fell behind the team and encountered an accident, he deliberately slowed down and accompanied me forward.

But lately, I do feel sleepy a lot, falling into deep sleep before I know it.And every time I fall asleep, gentle dreams will appear in my mind.

I dreamed of the vast sky, of the blue sea, of a pair of hands holding each other tightly, and of two figures cuddling each other in the setting sun.

They are like flames flickering in my shriveled body, and the flickering light makes me fascinated. After I wake up, I can occasionally touch the tears in the corners of my eyes.

My life, my love and hate, are all in there.

"Sometimes, I really can't see who 'you' is right now."

In a silent night, everyone fell into a sweet dream, but a woman's voice woke me up.

I looked at the woman in black beside me. Her face was pale, like a shadow of a ghost, standing quietly between the sky and the earth, staring at me indifferently.

She asked me again, "Who the hell are you?"

I was startled, not knowing what she meant by this question, thought for a moment, and replied: "I am 'I'."

She stared at me, then chuckled suddenly, there was no sarcasm or indifference in her voice.I said, "You existed in this world a long time ago, why are you living like a ghost now?"

She said lightly: "Because I am not a real 'person' at all."

"Oh?"

"I used to be a necromancer. A real, female mage who existed in the world." She said, "Later, I fell in love with a man, his name is Gerson Renthel."

I asked, "Where is he now?"

"He died very early." She looked at me, as if recalling something, with cracks in her indifferent eyes, "We used to be a pair of lovers, but he has a limited lifespan and cannot stay with me forever."

"In order to bring him back to life, I went to hell and begged the Lord of Hell to put back my lover's soul. The Lord of Hell agreed, but only wanted me to be his subordinate and serve him."

I said, "Working for the devil, do you agree?"

"That's right." She said indifferently, "For the love in my heart, I can do anything, including sacrificing my own flesh and blood, to save him—"

She lifted the cloak and tore off the skin covering her head, revealing a cold skull.

The female skeleton continued: "As you can see, I have become a terrifying skeleton, with no beauty or warmth anymore. So even if I revive my lover, the end is that I am estranged from him day by day..."

I said, "He doesn't necessarily hate your appearance."

She laughed lightly at herself and said, "I know, but we can't go back after all. Later, he was also forced to become the subordinate of the Lord of Hell, and he accepted a mission to find a woman in the mortal world and let her Give birth to a 'chess piece'..."

The female skeleton took a deep breath, clenched her hand bones and said, "Actually, I understand that he has no other choice. And I have a huge difference in strength from the Lord of Hell, so I can't stop it... But I never thought that he He actually fell in love with that woman."

"After the mission was completed, out of guilt towards her and his own remorse, he refused to serve the Lord of Hell any longer—so, he became a crushed pawn at the beginning of the good show."

I remained silent, not knowing how to comfort this sad female mage who had complained for so many years.I didn't answer, and she didn't mind, she just said: "From that moment on, I made up my mind to become the final winner... So I held back my hatred and pretended to be weak and incompetent under the coercion of the Lord of Hell." In a desolate area, staying at home until the last moment to show up... I succeeded."

I said, "Are you still holding grudges against all this?"

"In the past, maybe it was." The woman said calmly, "But I have followed you for a long time, and I suddenly feel that for some things, it is not necessary to find the answer, and it is enough to let it go."

Hearing the relief in her tone, I felt relieved, nodded slightly, and said, "You will find your own happiness again, Necromancer."

"I died once." She glanced at me and said, "When my lover was forced to accept the mission, I was killed by the Lord of Hell...but I am a necromancer, and life and death are important to me. , there is no limit."

I wondered, "How did you come back to life?"

She looked at me and smiled suddenly.

"Because of a shattered eye," she said.

I raised my eyebrows puzzled, and suddenly saw her figure gradually blurred, floating in mid-air, like a quiet night wind.

Her broad cloak melted into the darkness, a skull was cold and stiff, and I vaguely felt that she was smiling at this very moment.

"A painful boy who had to cut off his only eye for his family." She said quietly, "He saved me. His eye was broken so that I could borrow the power inside , continue to survive in the world."

"As a reward for him." She stared at me and chuckled, "I have been paying attention to him since I successfully regained the power of the necromancer. But for some reason, I can only try my best to reverse his bad behavior." Destiny... If there is one person in this world who wishes him happiness and the best ending, then that person must be me—"

After saying that, her whole body was filled with faint blue light, and the outline of an eyeball gradually condensed on her chest.

I stared at the scene in front of me in amazement, watching her figure gradually dissipate in the night wind, the light faded, and the eyeball floated and hung to my empty right eye, where it fit perfectly.

"Now, this eye..." The smile in her voice gradually faded, "It's back to its original owner."

****

【teacher--! 】

I woke up suddenly and heard John's call.I stroked my good right eye in a daze, and looked around, but the ghostly woman was no longer there.

Like a dream, awakening is the end.

【teacher! 】

John's voice seemed to come from the other side of the deep water curtain. I put down the palm covering my right eye, looked around, and suddenly found that the darkness that had shrouded my head disappeared.

A huge new world, like a glass ball, is hanging above this desolate land, like a brand new century and space.

I stood up and glanced to the northwest, only to catch a glimpse of a long snow-white staircase leading to the world above my head, shining with white light, surrounded by flowers and white doves.

And John, right behind that glass curtain wall, waved at me happily!

"Teacher, we have found the Holy Land!" He shouted with joy, "Come on!"

I opened my eyes wide in amazement, the vision of the left eye and the right eye gradually overlapped, reflecting the outline of that white world!My eyes were getting bigger and bigger, and my steps were getting faster and faster. I threw away the crutches and ran, the corners of my lips gradually curled up, revealing a shocked and ecstatic smile!

Everyone held hands in the world above their heads and sang loudly.I ran up the long ladder like a ray of light, and I felt that I had never been so alive for a moment!

I yelled, "I'm coming!"

The long ladder disappeared one by one under the footprints I stepped on. I stretched out my hand, rushed hard, and rushed into the world illuminated by the sky——

"We're out!"

I raised my arms and shouted, laughing and hugging with others, and the laughter spread all over the mountains and valleys.

I opened my arms and ran along the mountains and rivers and the endless greenery. The howling wind rolled up my robe, revealing the skeleton underneath.

I crossed streams and long rivers, leaped over mountains and canyons, and faced a dazzling sunlight on the horizon, I shed tears of emotion and joy in the warm sunshine.

"We came out!" I choked up, "Thanks to the great Lord, we have arrived at the real 'Holy Land'!"

I fell to my knees and raised my arms to the sky.Loose robes fell, and my red hair faded.The blood-like red slipped from my hair, stuck to the skeleton, and woven into white flesh little by little.

The sun was shining on the top of my head, and my bright red hair shone with golden light.

"Ah—the world!"

Facing the warm sun, together with my brand-new body, in the crisp chirping of birds and the breeze blowing on my face, I cried, laughed, and shouted heartily.

"Hello World--"

****

Hell is empty.

I came to the world.

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support all the way! There are many English translations of "The Heartbreaker", but my favorite is "Theheartbreaker". I think it fits the theme of "a broken heart" the most, hahaha XD

Thank you again for accompanying Lemon and Luo, as well as the little angels who have come along the way. QwQ has been serialized enough for this year's cold article to be labeled as "completed". You really have contributed a lot! (PS. I originally wanted to modify the typo at the end, but I didn’t change it because I was afraid that other places would fail. If you see the typo, please ignore it TAT)

About the protagonist, what Luo said before is almost the same.Here is a brief mention of Lemon. "Owl Heart Man" is actually based on the initial idea, and the ending is a stomach-ache "comedy".Lemon has his own empire of dead souls. He is addicted to the thrill of killing day after day, lost himself, and persistently looks for Luo's shadow in the mirror (not to mention more details) and now is really two developments, why? Such a big change happened mainly due to some changes in Ben Tuo's mentality during the serialization period.If Lemon is blacked out to the end, without setbacks or salvation, he will definitely be a lonely family full of pain and entanglement in the end (well, I will never be soft on this kind of people, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world==)

As for the character design of Lemon himself, he appeared in the image of "Long Aotian" at the beginning, and then he plummeted all the way. He failed in all kinds of tricks, almost had nothing, and even his birth was full of deception.I didn't give him too many golden fingers and domineering aura for face-slapping. I also added the attribute of "crazy devil", coupled with the big boss of Shuangshang Online. As a protagonist of the revenge department, his journey can be described as one Capitalize the word "miserable".

But even though he has been depressed, cried, struggled, and failed - I still think that he is a real strong man.His life and experience are also the most satisfactory interpretation of the word "strong" for me at the moment.

It feels like all that needs to be said has been said. . .How about, let me promote the next long article (rub your hands), and put a copy:

[New article: "Unparalleled Heroes in the World"]

——After years of separation, if you want to see me, go to the top of the group.

Many years later, when Qi Shijun gazed at thousands of peaks and looked at the horizon, he still remembered that he was once penniless, destitute, and panicked like a bereaved dog.

The only luck is to meet that person.Black bunt, rotten straw sandals, walking like the wind.The young man spat out the grass stalks in his mouth, stepped on the stone, and looked at the mountains and valleys in the distance, full of vigor.

"Shiwuxia, it's time for us to leave the mountain."

[Reading Guide]:

1. The copywriting is from the perspective of the subject, and the subject of the article has its own perspective, so it is not clear.

2. A growth story in which a confidant becomes a partner.Attacking and receiving the double arrows of emotion will become a big boss in the future.

3. CP: Sincerity, sincerity, rather than bending, attacking X foresight, can bend and stretch, 1v1, HE.

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Well, originally I wanted to publish the second book "Rotten Grapes", but considering the current situation, I think it is safer to choose a more upright theme (lay down) So, the next book is martial arts!It will take about four or five months to start the article. After all, the style of writing is relatively large, and it takes time to prepare the subject =v=

All that needs to be said has been said!There is fate in the future, see you in the world! XD