For a moment, he smelled a moist breath, and he was standing at the zebra crossing, holding an umbrella in his hand. It was raining heavily, and people in the city were coming and going, but no one noticed him.

……This is where?

"Ming'an?"

Suddenly, a soft call came from behind.

Su Mingan turned around and saw a girl holding an umbrella. She had black hair shawl and clear eyes. Her appearance was all too familiar to him.

"Yueyue...?" Su Mingan said softly.

"Well, what's wrong with you?"

Yueyue saw the alertness in Su Mingan's eyes.

She pursed her lips. Then, she suddenly threw away the umbrella in her hand and hugged him.

Su Mingan looked at her flying hair in astonishment, and the umbrella in his hand was almost thrown out. She hugged him very tightly this time, her lips pressed against his shoulders, and her fingers wrapped around his back.

In the heavy rain, passers-by looked at them strangely. No one recognized Su Ming'an, as if he was just an ordinary person.

"Okay, okay..." Her voice was very soft: "It's over... It's okay... The world game is over. Are you still going to get sick recently? What does the psychiatrist say?"

"If you often forget who you are, remember to look in the mirror more often."

"If you really feel pain, take some medicine. Although most of them are resistant to drug resistance, there is no other way. We will find a more suitable treatment method..."

"Stabilize yourself... don't look at me with such strange eyes... Ming'an. Have you forgotten who I am again?"

Su Ming'an's back was straight, and the temperature in his arms was hot. He stretched out his hands at a loss, not knowing where to put them. Finally, he slowly retracted his hands and gently hugged Yueyue.

He understood at this moment that this was the future that the gods wanted him to see.

——The world game is over, and mankind is at peace. People quickly returned to their daily lives in order.

His own mental state was very poor, and people no longer remembered all his efforts. So, did the gods deliberately create this scene to make him give up saving him?

"Take a sip, here." Yueyue took out a spray and pointed it at Su Mingan: "Take a sip of this first, and I will take you to a doctor right away."

She seems to have become accustomed to taking care of a mentally ill patient who goes crazy at every turn. There is no filial son in front of his bed for a long time, and she is not even his blood relative, but she has become accustomed to it, and the habit has become a kind of considerate numbness.

"I'm not sick." Su Mingan pushed away the spray. Maybe he will really have mental illness in the future, but he is mentally healthy now.

Yueyue stared at him silently and silently increased the dosage of the nozzle in her hand.

He looked around, wanting to end this dream. This illusion of the future should not stay for a long time. It was enough for him to see it. There was no need to immerse himself in it for a long time.

"God, finish it!" He raised his head and shouted to the sky: "That's it, I'm done reading it!"

There was still the same rain in the sky, and pedestrians looked at him strangely, as if he was a mental patient who had escaped.

Yueyue still looked at him silently.

"God! Did you hear that?" Su Mingan threw down his umbrella. In an instant, the overwhelming rain fell on his head and hit his face. His black hair was wet and stuck to the side of his face, and his whole body sank into the cold.

middle.

He was still looking around, trying to see where there was an exit. The heavy rain slid down his clothes, like a crazy man running around.

However, when he lowered his head, he suddenly saw Yueyue's eyes.

...Her silent, sad eyes reflected his, like looking at a seriously ill patient. Her hands were full of colorful medicines, like rainbow candies one by one. Her hands stretched forward.

She looked up, as if she wanted to hug him, but didn't dare, like a polite kiss that was about to end.

This made his eyes sting, as if a sharp ice knife was cutting his pupils.

His fingers trembled uncontrollably, and after a long silence, Su Mingan slowly whispered.

"……Yue Yue."

"Hmm...?" Yueyue looked at him.

"Actually, this kind of scene doesn't make me despair at all..." he said.

There was always a distant calm in her eyes. When she looked at him, the silence in her eyes turned into his reflection.

She stretched out her hand and hugged him tentatively. This time, their hug was not as intense or tense as before, but was extremely relaxed, like small animals comforting each other in a heavy rain.

Yueyue patted his back slowly, again and again: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay..."

He bit his lip and held back the words he couldn't say: "..."

…Actually, this kind of scene doesn’t make me despair at all.

Because in my plan,

There is simply no better ending than this.
Chapter completed!