Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 3103 Light-year distance (end)

   Obviously there is no difference, it seems that the person is still there, compared with the last second, an hour, or a day ago, it is still the same.

  She closed her eyes, she just seemed to be asleep, in a deep sweet dream, quiet and gentle.

  Obviously, everything is still the same as many days before.

   But it seems that there is something different.

  In this extremely slow and fast moment, death came so silently.

   Watching helplessly, but unable to stop.

  It makes people powerless, and desperately can't believe it, and subconsciously resists.

  It always makes people feel, no, this is not right, this is impossible...

   The monster who had been guarding the bedside, when this moment came, he stood still for tens of seconds.

  The perennially cold hand, habitually, went to hold her.

  Her hands are always warm, warm and soft, like a stove, always warming him.

   It's just that this time, the warmth is gone.

  The temperature was gradually disappearing, her chest was dead silent, and there was no more ups and downs.

   It's not a joke, this time... She doesn't seem to wake up again.

   The monster approached immediately and stroked her face gently and carefully.

  【Si... Si Si? 】

   No one answered him.

  In the past, the person who always pretended to be sleeping to tease him, this time, with his eyes closed, his face was calm and pale, without any change.

  The familiar, beautiful and soft aroma in the air is fading away, and gradually, like a flower petal without roots, it drifts away with the wind.

  Want to catch them, but can only watch them pass through the fingers.

  It’s still the same, the same person, the same body, it looks like it’s still alive, but just asleep, but…

   The monster's fingers became trembling, trembling violently.

   "Gulu—"

  The voice became hasty and intense, like someone about to suffocate in the heavy rain.

  He gently and carefully picked her up, held her in his arms, and stroked her increasingly cold face.

   Like a lone wolf that has lost its partner, it wanders around, calling constantly—trying to wake her up.

  【Si Si... Si Si...】

  【I know you are awake, stop playing, okay? 】

  【Si Si...】

  He called softly, trying to wake her up from her sleep.

  Continuously touching, gentle, careful, and extremely cherished.

  【Si Si...】

  Monsters don't cry, and there are no human tears.

   Can't get red eyes, can't even secrete a drop of fluid.

  Unable to express his emotions, he could only call her over and over again.

   Chest tremor, irregular, very sharp high-frequency sound, like screaming, weeping, and infinite panic.

  【Stop playing...it's not fun at all... Si Si... Si Si...]

  No answer to him, no, no, not a word.

  【Not fun...not fun at all! 】

  The person who once promised him, the person who was always extra naughty and always liked to tease him, seems to have missed the appointment at this moment.

   She left.

  The fragrance of flowers in the air is becoming weaker and almost non-existent.

   No matter how many times he yelled, countless times—he couldn’t remember.

   No one answered him again, and she no longer opened her eyes, nor looked at him with a smile.

  The frequency of the sound in the chest is getting higher and higher, the chandelier is shaking, the glass is shaking, and the screams are crazy and out of control, almost destroying the house.

   Destruction, his happiness, all of him, is being destroyed.

  The human skin is fading away, an ugly, horrifying fleshy monster, clinging to the lifeless person in its arms.

  Long time.

  Long time.

  It’s been so long that I don’t know what year and month, it’s been so long—

  The eyes, the eyes the size of an adult's fist, were thick and dark, empty, and gradually covered with a monstrous sadness and hatred.

  He lifted up in an instant, his dark eyes filled with irrational madness.

  Screams, ultra-high-frequency screams, at this moment, centered on him, spread throughout.

  Space-time stands still, space begins to distort and rupture.

   "Kang Lang—"

  The chandelier fell heavily and shattered all over the floor.

  【Liar...Liar—】

  (end of this chapter)