After falling into coma, Su Ming'an's consciousness fluctuated.

He vaguely heard the voices of two people.

"——At three o'clock in the morning, I received the news of Chao Yan's death." Xiao Jingsan's voice.

"——Yes." The voice of the god.

"——Did you kill her?" Xiao Jingsan's voice said.

"Yes. So, your resistance this time has failed. Su Ming'an cannot escape my control, he belongs to me." The laughter of the god.

Xiao Jingsan was silent for a long time.

"——Before the world is reset, can I ask you to let him go free?" Xiao Jingsan said.

"——You should know that the winner of the game is entitled to all the loot, and I will not let him go. Moreover, I am not going to reset the world this time. I am very satisfied with this world line.

"The voice of the gods.

"——You!" Jamel Xiao's urgent voice.

"——No matter what you say, I will not let him go. But if you are worried, you can stay with him and accompany him." The voice of the god.

Jamel Xiao was silent for a long time.

"——Xiao Jingsan, why do you have such great feelings for him? You are not familiar with him now, right?" The voice of the god: "I have always been confused about human emotions."

"——Because you are just a lifeless thing." Xiao Jingsan said coldly.

"——It doesn't matter what you say. I will let him spend these twenty days safely, and after everything is over, send him out of this world safely. In this way, everyone can get a happy ending." The voice of the god.

: "I will lock him up, do you want to accompany him?"

Xiao Jingsan was silent for a long time again.

Until his voice became low, hoarse, and trembling, like the last ray of wind.

"——Okay." Xiao Jingsan's voice.

…

After that, Su Mingan had a long, long dream.

In the dream, a girl held his hand and led him through the blooming lilies. Her hand with the sword cocoon was a little rough and touched his palm prints. The petals were reflected in her clear pupils, and

She whispered in his ear - "Detective Sir".

It seemed as if something sprouted and grew in his heart. It was a kind of family-like care and happiness that he had never experienced in detail.

He has never seen anything like this.

After they walked through the long snowy road, he walked to the seaside. A medical woman carrying herbs came out of the house and called him with a smile - "His Royal Highness."

Her smile was reflected in the sunset by the sea, like layers of burning clouds. The cross necklace on her chest was flying in the wind. He felt it at this moment - depressing, breathtaking, painful, and sweet.

Of, long-lasting - emotion.

What is this?

He has never experienced this kind of thing.

He and she sat side by side in the sunset, neither speaking to each other.

Occasionally, they would stand up and walk slowly on the beach for a while. The sea breeze blew her black hair, and the hair had a fresh lemon fragrance.

Whenever Su Ming'an had the idea of ​​waking up from his dream, the girl would stop and make him a pot of black tea. Then, Su Ming'an would not remember that she was leaving.

"——Su Mingan, wake up, wake up!"

Occasionally, Su Mingan would hear some sounds, which came vaguely and not clearly.

He would often struggle with this sound, trying to wake himself up, because he had very strong thoughts - he was not used to ease and happiness. These would burn him and make him frightened.

However, the girl said: "This is reality, please don't fall asleep. Those voices that wake you up actually want you to sink into a nightmare. Dreams are desperate and painful, and will be the beginning of your life's pain."

"

Occasionally, Su Mingan would see a fluttering butterfly on the beach.

The butterfly told him that this was reality, that he was born to be happy instead of disaster, that he was born to be happy instead of painful, that he was born to be peaceful instead of crazy. This is the real Utopia.

No one will look at him here, and no one will blame him. Here is happiness, eternity, ideality - the end of everything. This is what he wants to create but is out of reach - paradise.

"Do you like it here?" the girl asked him.

Su Mingan just shook his head. He vaguely felt that something was wrong here.

"Why?" The girl didn't understand.

"I don't belong to happiness." Su Mingan said.

The reason that prompted him not to accept it was not because he was not happy enough here, but because he was afraid of happiness.

At this moment, he felt his fingers heating up. There were no ornaments on his ten fingers, but it was as if there was a ring heating up that shouldn't exist.

He raised his head and looked at the butterfly.

——The butterfly should have a special meaning in his memory, so that when he thought of the image of butterfly, his heart trembled. But when he looked at the butterfly now, he couldn't remember what the meaning was.

So, this is just a dream.

He wanted to wake up until his consciousness gradually fell away——

When he completely broke through the dream, all the happiness dissipated. The girl looked at him and sighed lowly, as if looking at some arrogant creature that knew it was impossible to do but did it.

…

Su Mingan opened his eyes and saw an unfamiliar ceiling in front of him.

His sleep was a bit deep, and his consciousness was hazy for a moment, but he soon woke up - where did he go after being knocked unconscious by Jamel Xiao in the car?

"Tick tock, tick tock."

He heard a small sound, like the sound of falling liquid.

So he turned his head to the side - there was a heavy iron chain wrapped around his right wrist. The blood slipped down the palm of his hand and fell into the copper basin. A cold pain came. He had returned to his body.

He was leaning on the bed, next to the window, and under the window was a very tall building.

Until there was a creak and someone pushed the door open and walked in——

Xiao Jingsan, dressed in modern clothes, walked in slowly with lowered eyebrows. The wooden plaque on his waist jingled, and his high horse tail moved in the wind. He held a pipe in his hand, and the smoke rings floated.

At this moment, it was as if some broken mirror was being pieced together, and Su Mingan heard his own rapid breathing.

Xiao Jingsan's expression was shrouded in gloom, like a hazy forest mist. The smile that always appeared on his face had completely disappeared, and the corners of his mouth were weakly drooped. Until his eyes met Su Mingan's, he seemed to want to show a smile, but

The facial muscles were so stiff that his smile was twisted into a half-crying, half-laughing expression.

Su Mingan wanted to say stop laughing, it was so ugly.

But Jamel Xiao was still smiling. He seemed to have only the strength to laugh and nothing else.

"...Do you have anything to explain to me?" Su Mingan said.

Why did he appear in such a strange place after being knocked unconscious by Xiao Jingsan, even being bloodletted?

Xiao Jingsan walked slowly to him, every step he took was extremely heavy.

He squinted his eyes and took a puff from his pipe, turning his face sideways to let the smoke rings slip out with the wind outside the window to avoid blowing onto Su Ming'an's face.

"...We have failed. You can't escape the control of the gods, so you are useless." Xiao Jingsan said: "You are qualified, and your blood is useful to the gods, so he asked me to be the guardian to watch over you.

You, let me bleed you."

Xiao Jingsan once thought he could fight against fate, but he found that as long as one link went wrong, all hopes would be shattered, as if he had never fought against anything.

Eventually, even he himself will lose his freedom.

Su Mingan felt the urge to laugh.

It's like seeing the gears of fate "click" and return to the starting point.

Looking at Jamel Xiao's sad eyes, Su Mingan said: "Let me go."

Maybe death is the best solution, but he remembered the words of the gods that "forbid self-destruction".

"I can't do it." Xiao Jingsan said: "... Just forget it. Forget those things in the past, just think... the dungeon has just been opened, and nothing you have seen has ever happened. In fourteen days, you leave the dungeon

, the progress of perfect clearance will also directly increase to 100. This is the promise of God. He himself is the user of the rules, and he will not break the contract."

Su Mingan said: "——You want me to forget Su Luoluo, forget Grandma Lin, forget the Ark Project, forget the Fire Bearers, forget——all the history that I have traced back? Let me stay here safely and be imprisoned.

Fourteen days?”

Xiao Jingsan took a puff of his pipe.

He laughed in a low voice, obviously belittling Su Mingan, but his tone seemed to be scolding himself:

"...just forget it."

"Anyway, you have no other role besides supplying blood."

His tone had completely lost its usual joking tone, and his expression was as serious as a statue.
To be continued...