Xu Xi is going to die. This is not a joke, nor is it an embellishment in other aspects. It is a real death that will usher in the end of the simulation. No one needs to remind him. When he opened his eyes again, the weakness and silence in his body made Xu Xi know about it. In fact. It is a miracle to wake up again. When he was sleeping before, Xu Xi felt that his soul was constantly leaving his body and drifting towards the destination of nothingness. That is the eternal silence called death. "My current state..." "Probably, it is the so-called last breath." Pain, chest tightness, suffocation, dizziness. All kinds of unbearable symptoms came, making Xu Xi, who had just woken up, feel drowsy again, and his heavy eyelids kept drooping.
He knew. This sleep is different from the past. He will not wake up again, and will not continue. It is a real step into death. So, Xu Xi called the witch's name in a hoarse voice. His voice was so weak that it was hard to detect, like the slight vibration of the air, and his old face made his lips open and close with difficulty. "Krisha..." "Teacher, I'm here." Krisha, who still looked 17 years old, responded softly to Xu Xi. She seemed to be afraid and terrified. If her voice was a little louder, it would bring pain to Xu Xi. Today is a good day. The weather is clear and sunny. The brilliant golden light shines in from the window, bringing brightness to the room and driving away the unpleasant silence. More importantly, the teacher who has been sleeping for many years finally wakes up. But. For some reason, I don't know why, but my heart, which should be happy, makes a cry because of this. The heart beating in my chest slows down unconsciously. "I'm sorry, Krisa, for letting you see me in such a mess." With the help of the witch, Xu Xi supported the bed with his arms, sat up from the bed with difficulty, and gave the witch a forced smile. Please... Please... Please don't say anything more. The sadness in the chest continued to accumulate.
Looking at Xu Xi's old face, facing the pair of turbid and swollen eyes, listening to the almost inaudible voice that seemed to disappear in the next second. Krisa felt her heart trembling more and more. "You... don't need to care." The witch didn't care about Xu Xi's aging posture. For the witch, appearance and skin were not important. She really cared about Xu Xi as a person. Her sun. Her light. Her salvation. However, aging also means another thing, which is a fact that the witch absolutely does not want to face, but it is bound to happen. "Teacher, I will prepare lunch for you." Krisa suddenly stood up and left in the direction of the door. The witch had a premonition of something. She didn't want to listen, she didn't dare to look, and she was even more afraid to face it, so she chose to run away. But the voice from Xu Xi. It was the voice that stopped the witch. "Ahem... ahem... ahem..." "No, Krisa, I think... I probably won't have a chance to eat." In the heavy atmosphere of the room, Xu Xi tried to smile, and said words pretending to be relaxed with an obviously exhausted posture. Krisa's body trembled even more. "Are you sleepy? Don't worry, I will continue to wait, no matter how long it takes..." "Krisa." "I will always wait for you, forever..." "Krisa." Xu Xi called the witch's name again and again. His voice was extremely weak, and the breath was so faint that it seemed that it would dissipate if blown by the wind. Finally, the witch quieted down. She stood with her back to Xu Xi, motionless, and no longer made any sound, but her body continued to tremble, as if she was enduring some unspeakable pain. "Come here, Krisa, I have something to say to you." The bitter cold winter will eventually come and freeze people's hearts. Even if you don't want to face the cold, no matter how much you resist, winter will not dissipate because of people's will. This is inevitable.
"Yes..." The witch returned to Xu Xi's bed. "Sit down." The witch was still obedient, and under Xu Xi's gaze, she sat on the small wooden chair beside the bed. The height of the chair was not high. When the witch sat on it, it was just at the height where Xu Xi could touch her head. So. Xu Xi stretched out his dry and old palm and gently placed it on Krisa's head, stroking the gray and silver long hair for the last time, feeling the soft touch. "Krisa, I will be away for a long time next." The witch's body trembled even more violently. But under the comfort of the palm, she slowly regained her calm."I've been really bothering you all this time. I should have been the one taking care of you, but in the last few decades, you've been taking care of me when I was in a coma." "Now, it's finally coming to an end." "You can take a break, too." No, I don't want to rest. Please... Please... Please let me, please let me, as an object, continue to be used by you... No matter how long it takes, no matter how hard it is... As long as you don't leave, as long as you stay with me... "I will be gone for a long time, so long that I can't tell, so when I'm not here, Krisa, you have to take care of yourself." "In the study, I put some information that should be useful to you." "I have modified the magic circle in the meditation room in advance, and it can be of some use even if you break through to the demigod." "In the cabinet in the bedroom, there are some of my collections over the years. You can use them or sell them. You can handle them all." Stop... Stop... The increasingly heavy pain gradually accumulated in the witch's heart, causing her to subconsciously hold her chest tightly to cover up her broken heart. Although Xu Xi didn't say it directly. Although Xu Xi deliberately skipped that word. But how could Krisa not understand? Her mentor, the only savior in her life, the sun that accompanied and illuminated her for decades, was about to fall into eternal silence. Death.
A word that was very close to Xu Xi, but infinitely far away from the witch. Just thinking about it, Krisa's sensitive and fragile heart was forcibly peeled off layer by layer, revealing a truly helpless attitude. "I don't accept it." The witch interrupted Xu Xi's words with a trembling voice. This was the first time she refuted Xu Xi. "I don't accept what you said." "Your items can only be used by you. I will wait for you, always, always, always, always..." The eyes that should have been empty and lifeless trembled extremely violently for the first time. Looked at Xu Xi. Rejected Xu Xi. The dry palm that stroked Krisa's head paused slightly, as if surprised by the witch's rejection.