MTL - First Player-Chapter 774 seven hundred and seventy three

  Chapter 774 Chapter seven hundred and seventy-three · "Lu Shu, Asa."

"Da da da."

  In the deep corridor with swaying lights, Su Mingan's consciousness was ups and downs.

  He stared at the figure in front of him struggling to save him with dilated pupils, unable to recognize who it was.

  The man dragged him around the corner, passing the ivory-white statue of an angel with folded wings, the scarlet wallpaper reflecting fine gold patterns, and the air was filled with the scent of cedar and vase roses.

  An unknown corner of the ceiling broadcast, and came the voice of God implying anger:

   "Run, keep running. Su Mingan, let me see how long you can run..."

  Su Mingan didn't say a word.

  His consciousness is constantly falling into the deep sea.

   “…wake up, wake up.”

  The man reminded him not to fall asleep while running.

During the hazy hearing, Su Mingan raised his head, and he saw a pair of clear eyes on the other party's face, those eyes were like two amber glass windows, but soon his vision became blurred again, and the ray flying in the sky The white hair under the light is like a bunch of smart dandelions.

   "I'm here to save you," the man whispered.

   "Who... are you?" Su Mingan couldn't see the other party's facial features clearly. However, this overly gentle tone made him rule out Lin Guang first.

  Suddenly, the opponent's pace slowed down a little.

   "You forgot me?" The man's voice was very weak, but he was not disappointed, as if he could accept no matter what Su Mingan said.

  The sound of the mechanical army approaching came faintly from around, Su Mingan immediately turned off the light of the watch to prevent being locked in the first place.

  Suddenly, nothing could be seen in the dark corridor.

  The corridors are intricate, with traces of hoses buried everywhere. The two bumped and walked, it was so dark that they couldn't see their fingers, as if they were walking in the belly of a monster.

   "I've been waiting for you...I think one day maybe you will find me." The man's voice was low, reminiscent of the gurgling water at night: "I didn't leave."

   "Lu..."

  The hose around his neck began to tighten, and Su Mingan propped up the blade, forcing out a little room for breathing.

  He coughed, his face flushed, and he tried to call out the other person's name. He had already heard who the person who would speak like this was.

"When you were away, I read a lot of books." The other party continued: "My previous life was too boring, like a one-way line. In this world, I have been trying to figure out many things. For example, why are there So many people are by your side, why do you always seem to need me less."

  The other party lowered his head, and the inquiry sounded like a sigh:

   "There is another question that has puzzled me for a long time."

"I would like to know…"

   "What the **** is real 'love'."

  It was like driving a car in the middle of the night and hearing the distorted singing voice processed by the radio station. The other party's voice was wandering in Su Mingan's ears, and the exact voice and texture could not be heard.

  Su Mingan's eyes were heavy. He coughed violently and covered his mouth, trying to keep the noise out of the corridor as much as possible.

  The opponent's face was hidden in the darkness, and even the outline could not be seen. I can only smell the light cedar fragrance in the air, exuding tranquility and warmth, like a quietly burning fire in the fireplace of a wooden house in winter. Refreshing and calming, people have the urge to bury their heads in sleep.

…what is love?

  Since the beginning of the Ninth World, Su Mingan seems to be asked this question often. In other words, the entire world of ruins seems to be confused around this proposition.

  Because I never had a childhood, I don’t know what love is. The theorem he has always believed in is that "only those who are valuable are worthy of being loved", and he has been confused about whether he has the corresponding value of being loved. He doesn't need him as a love recipient, he just wants to prove the "he might be loved" topic, because he never proved it successfully as a child.

  However, love is not a proof problem.

   So he can only get unsolved answers.

   "I remember a long time ago...you answered my question."

  The scarlet hose creaked, and the two had a very difficult journey. That person has been trying his best to hold and drag Su Mingan to walk, dragging those heavy hoses, leaving a tired panting all the way.

"You said that love makes people feel warm and stable." The other party said, "But before, no one has ever loved me. I have always been alone, so I don't know what it feels like. Some people say that I am withdrawn." , can’t speak, no one will love me.”

  Su Mingan couldn't hear the other party's voice clearly, and could only vaguely hear the last sentence.

  He thought of so many people excitedly shouting "Lu Shu" and "Shu Treasure" on the World Forum every day, and thought of the days when Lu Shu disappeared, so many audiences were waiting eagerly for Lu Shu. Thinking of those Lu Shu support groups, Lu Shu forum boards, Lu Shu themed comic exhibition...

   There should be many people who love him.

   There were none before, but now there are many.

   "Yes." Su Mingan whispered, "Someone loves you."

   "What about you?" The other party said: "I don't say 'love' to you. I just ask, do you regret that I became your companion? Do you think that I am not a burden?"

  His voice was accompanied by a clear fragrance, faintly, faintly escaping away.

  … Isn’t it a burden?

  Su Mingan thought that at the end of the fourth world, Lu Shu and Edward forcibly died together, causing him to go back to save others.

   But when he thought of the Vault of the Eighth World, Lu Shu became the boss in the castle level, and he was willing to pay the price of death and hand over the final victory to him.

  Although some of Lu Shu's behaviors are not so necessary under the premise of resetting after death, Lu Shu doesn't know this. What Lu Shu can do is to burn everything for him at the cost of Lu Shu's entire body, even his life and even his soul.

   The Fourth World, as a witch, believes in him wholeheartedly. As a revolutionary army, the Fifth World is bent on losing to him. The Seventh World accepted his words completely and did not refute them at all. The Eighth World is willing to be his stepping stone—as if all honors are not important to Lu Shu, as if Lu Shu only cares about his achievements.

  Undoubtedly, Lu Shu is not a burden to him, even similar to Yueyue, he is his spiritual anchor.

  Like the hardest days—he led the War of Dawn as a castellan. At that time, he met many people with ulterior motives, and he was so tired that he wished to pass out. At that time, Lu said to him, "You can't rest, if you can't, I can teach you how to deal with these people."

  But if Lu Shu is around, Lu Shu will definitely say, "You rest, I will do it for you."

  If Noel was there, Noel would have said, "Think about it in a different way, maybe we can make you less tired."

  If it is Yueyue, Yueyue will say, "It doesn't matter if you don't deal with these."

  World games allowed him to make many friends, and they always helped him from different angles. Undoubtedly, they all belonged to his "companions". Everyone is indispensable and different.

   "You are my companion." Su Mingan whispered.

   "Really?" There was a tear of joy in the other party's tone: "That's great..."

   "You are finally back." Su Mingan still couldn't hear the other party's voice clearly, but just repeated mechanically, hoping that the other party could hear.

  He almost thought that Lu Shu was really going to disappear from now on.

  Although I don't know what Lu Shu has done in the past ten days in the Ninth World, but as long as he comes back, it will be fine.

   This year is 2022, and they haven't been able to get together for the New Year like New Year's Day.

  Lin Yin is still waiting in the main **** world, waiting for them to go back together, eat sugar figurines and make dumplings together. He hopes to make up a new year with his companions. For nothing else, if he doesn't take a rest, and doesn't regain a little sense of belonging to his hometown, he will collapse soon.

  The other party promised: "I will not leave."

  The physiological reaction brought about by emotional resonance made Su Mingan's face blurred. Although his expression was calm, he couldn't stop the moisture from the corners of his eyes.

  He had no strength in his whole body, but moved forward mechanically with the hose, like an empty shell filled with all emotions.

  When the other party approached him and supported him, he didn't even feel it.

   "I'm sorry for making you sad." The other party whispered: "You don't regret that I became your companion, this is the happiest thing for me. Don't go so far in the future, okay?"

  Su Mingan promised: "As long as you don't go so far ahead."

"it is good."

  The handover of commitments is reassuring. Su Mingan was finally relieved. If Lu Shu really disappeared from then on, he always felt that he had done something wrong to cause him to lose.

   Fortunately, people are back.

   It seems that he is far enough away from the gods, and now he can contact Team Mu. Su Mingan saw the information box of Team Mu gradually appearing in front of him. As his vision became clearer, he gradually became able to see the surrounding scene clearly.

  The scarlet carpet, the paintings on the walls, the hoses flowing around you...

   There are also the eyes of the other party who are close at hand.

  The cedar scented coat swayed slightly in front of his eyes. Seeing that his eyes were clear, the other party also smiled at him.

   "..."

  Su Mingan slowly closed his eyes, then opened them again, confirming the scene in front of him.

   At this time, the other party also said in a low voice, full of joy:

   "Okay, I'm not leaving."

   "Asa."

   "..."

  At this moment, it seemed that a cold wind had blown into them, blowing away all the backlog and condensation of the heavy snow.

  The lingering cedar fragrance, like a "pop", was cut off by the other party's call.

  Su Mingan opened his eyes and stared at the person who was close at hand...that person...

  The other party called him Asa.

  …Asa.

  …Asa?

  A sudden sense of missing seized Su Mingan's heart. He resisted this title like never before, and sharp pain spread from his heart.

  In an instant, this title pierced through him like a sharp knife.

  He stared closely at the other person's eyes, and gradually realized how ridiculous things in the world can be.

   "I remember a long time ago, this place was called District 11. There are not so many buildings, and most of them are dead woods."

   "At that time, I was looking for you. Many people said that you were dead. I didn't believe it, so I kept looking... Then I found that valley, and I just waited there, kept waiting..."

  “I have always been a withdrawn person, and I don’t like to talk. My life is just a monotonous one-way line, with nothing but herbs.”

   "Today I dyed cedar scent, this scent will be cooler than herbs, I think you will like this smell."

  The other party kept talking, as if seizing every second opportunity to talk to Su Mingan.

  Su Mingan stared at the other party.

   From the hazy and deep pupils of the other party, it can be seen that the other party has fallen into a half-dream and half-awake state again.

  The pair of pupils are the faint color of the sky and the sea, the touch of azure that communicates with the sky and the sea. It's not Lu Shu's green color at all.

  Northern Liser's mental state was already in a half-crazy state, but now he has fallen into a deeper daydream.

  —Northern Lithel took him for the returned Asa Actor.

  —And he took Bei Lissel as Lu Shu.

  In the darkness, they all made a promise of "don't leave" to those who couldn't come back. In fact, no one's promise was fulfilled.

  They make wishes to people who do not exist in front of them, and they see the other party that has never arrived.

   "Asa, I remember you like strawberries, so I planted many strawberries in the valley."

  "In the year before you left, you always said that you wanted to sleep very much. I wove a swing and a bamboo bed for you in the valley. If you want to sleep, there is always a place."

   "I have made many companions who are home appliances, and they also want to see you." Bei Liser looked at him with a smile: "You are finally here, I am afraid that if you come later, they will not be able to wait..."

   "Stop talking." Su Mingan whispered.

  His voice is barely audible.

   "Don't you like strawberries?" Bei Lissel's eyes showed confusion.

   "Stop talking." Su Mingan repeated.

   "The bamboo bed..." Bei Lissel said anxiously.

   "Stop talking." Su Mingan lowered his head.

   When he said this, there was almost nothing reflected in his eyes.

  I only noticed the sore pain on my face, and clenched my fists tightly.

  —It's too late!

  —Asa Actor is no more!

   No matter how many strawberry trees are planted in North Lieser, and no matter how long the waiting time is, there will be no more waiting.

  The living cannot wait for the dead after all.

  No matter how many "Actors" appear, no matter how similar they are, no matter how intelligent and persistent they are, they are still just copied bionics, not that person.

  20-year-old Actor, long gone.

  The white-haired young man he was looking for.

   Haven’t come back yet.

  (end of this chapter)