Parting is so heavy. Like a boulder. Like a mountain. Pressing on people's hearts, making it difficult for them to breathe. Only when parting is truly approaching, people will find that all the rehearsals prepared in advance are as light as a feather, less than one tenth. Krisa was ready to be scolded. As an object, she openly disobeyed the decision of her master. This is absolutely unforgivable. The moment she said this, the witch's heart fell into self-blame and regret, but even so, she still refused Xu Xi's request. As if as long as she refused these requests, she could also refuse to leave.
Let Xu Xi not leave. Let the warm sun continue to stay. "Please...", the delicate face that was gently stroked by the skinny palm trembled and said, "Don't say it anymore, I won't accept it." The rejection from the witch made Xu Xi stunned for a moment. The expression on his face changed continuously, first surprise, then confusion, and finally gentle relief, without the scolding that the witch imagined. "Hahaha... ahhahaha..." "Ha cough... cough cough!" Xu Xi smiled. He seemed to be in a good mood, but his weak body made him cough violently as soon as he laughed, and the cough was urgent and fierce. The aging face showed a painful look. "Teacher!" Krisa quickly cast life magic to help Xu Xi recover. Every weak breath, every painful look, turned into an invisible sharp blade, deeply piercing the witch's heart, making her whole body tremble. What to do, how to save? Krisa didn't know, she could only fight hard, using the highest level of life magic again and again to make Xu Xi feel better. Soon, Xu Xi's cough was calmed. "I'm fine, Krisa, I'm just... too happy." Xu Xi's eyelids became heavier. He half-opened his tired eyes.
He gently held the witch's hand, shook his head to signal her to stop casting magic, and looked into her empty eyes: "For the first time, this is the first time, you expressed opposition to me." "Krisha, it's great, you have your own ideas..." Objects have no self-will, let alone express opposition. When the witch learns to oppose, it means that she has regained her self. The witch has truly become- [Human] Xu Xi's eyes are turbid and blurred. He can't see the world in front of him clearly. Sleepiness surges and almost takes away the last clarity in his eyes. "Krisha..." On the bed, the dying old man announced in a gentle voice: "You are a master." The world ushered in silence at this moment. It was so quiet that the witch couldn't understand it. It was so quiet that the heart was terrified and afraid of the coming cruelty. "But, compared to you, I am still far behind...", Krisa spoke in a trembling voice. She was still expressionless, but the suppressed sadness seemed to break through her body and echoed in the air. "I still have many things to ask you." "Without you, I can't do anything." Krisa's voice gradually became hoarse, and the huge sadness was like a raging fire, burning her throat. She couldn't understand. She didn't understand. She was an item exclusively belonging to Xu Xi, a witch despised by the world, a useless thing that could be abandoned at will, humble, ugly and lowly, a shadow that would lose its meaning of existence if it left the light. Therefore, the witch could not accept that she was "graduated" by Xu Xi's affirmation. This meant that she would leave Xu Xi's side. She clumsily counted, repeatedly listed, and magnified her own shortcomings and deficiencies to prove that she had not yet reached the level of a graduate. "..." Xu Xi did not interrupt Krisa's words, but just looked at her gently, and stretched out his skinny hand again. Gently placed it on Krisa's head. Give her the last warmth. Gradually. The witch stopped herself and stopped telling those lies that deceived herself. The room was quiet, and the window was bright.
But the witch's heart was torn. The real despair is never a sudden disaster, but you know the disaster is coming, but you are powerless to stop the tragedy. This kind of powerless torture, this kind of despair of watching the end, made Krisa's black and gold eyes no longer mysterious and brilliant, and only empty sadness. "Please... don't leave me." "Or, allow me to leave with you." Krisa sobbed, and finally said the words hidden deep in her heart. The voice was not mixed with any crying, but full of desolation and sadness. Like a candle that is about to go out. Like a bird with its wings cut off. Helplessbegged Xu Xi. The witch was ready to die with Xu Xi. It didn't matter, everything was indifferent, whether it was the world or becoming a god, in the witch's lonely heart, it was not as important as Xu Xi's. Just as Xu Xi saved the witch and brought her everything. The witch was also willing to give up everything and accompany Xu Xi to die in silence. No reason needed. No hesitation. The witch was willing. What responded to Krisa was the increasingly weak palm touching her head and Xu Xi's light voice. "Krisa, you know, I won't agree to this kind of thing." On the bed. Xu Xi's breathing gradually became weaker, and every breath was like the last struggle. In pain and suffocation, he felt his body losing consciousness bit by bit. He showed the witch his last smile. Under the sunlight, the old and ugly face faintly reflected the shadow of his youth. "Please live well, Krisa." "This is my request." "Don't be sad about my departure. This is not a farewell, but a long separation." "One day, we will meet again." The weak and dry hands could no longer touch the witch's hair. They lost all their strength and stayed on the witch's head. The spark of life was about to go out.
The shadow of death was approaching step by step. Xu Xi said the last words to the witch: "It's a pity that I haven't let you really smile until now." Suddenly. Xu Xi was stunned for a moment, his pupils slightly dilated, and the sudden shock even delayed the arrival of death. "Teacher..." "Please look..." "This is my smile..." In the golden afternoon sun, the gray hair was like a waterfall. Krisa sat quietly by the bed and stretched out her hands tremblingly. The other four fingers were all bent, leaving only the index finger alone. Two index fingers. Hook the corners of the mouth on both sides respectively. Gently pull, pull out the amplitude, artificially create a smile. The smile is so stiff, and tears keep flowing, sliding down from the already full eyes, soaking the hands silently. It's more like crying than laughing. "What a beautiful smile..." Xu Xi whispered softly. In the calm wind, his breathing quietly stopped, and he closed his eyes tiredly. This time, he will never wake up again. [You are dead] [Simulation ends]