Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

The first thing that entered Lin Ci'an's sight was the faint white corner of the clothes. Then, he saw a pair of hands wearing heavy chains and shackles, the wrists were worn and blue. Looking up, there was a head of white hair as white as frost and snow, and a suit stained with blood.

"It's him!" Lin Ci'an was shocked and immediately realized that the person in front of him was the mysterious figure he had seen in the other space last time. When the other person's face was completely presented in front of him, Lin Ci'an was extremely surprised that this person looked exactly like Chu Ziyu.

Chu Ziyu seemed to have noticed Lin Ci'an's gaze, and he smiled at Lin Ci'an.

Looking at the familiar yet strange smile on Chu Ziyu's face, Lin Ci'an felt a complex emotion. He tried to get closer to hear what Chu Ziyu said, but his body seemed to be frozen and he couldn't move.

At this time, Chu Ziyu opened his lips slightly, as if he was saying something. However, due to the distance and the weak voice, Lin Ci'an could not hear what he said. He only vaguely heard a few words: "Xiao An... we finally... met..."

Lin Ci'an stared at the scene in disbelief. How could it be, how could it be Xiaoyu, where did these shocking scars on his body come from? Then who is the person next to me now?

Questions kept popping up in Lin Ci'an's mind like bubbles in boiling water. He tried desperately to break free from the binding force imposed on him by the copy so that he could get closer to Chu Ziyu and hear what he was saying. However, there was a mysterious and irresistible force that forcibly fixed him firmly in place and made him unable to move.

He watched Chu Ziyu approaching little by little, and gradually saw Chu Ziyu's face, which was as pale as his hair. The white hair covered one of his eyes, and the eye that was not covered by the white hair revealed joy and some indescribable complex emotions.

Not long after, Chu Ziyu had already walked up to Lin Ci'an. He raised his hand and gently touched Lin Ci'an's cheek. Lin Ci'an immediately felt the warmth from his palm. It was not until this moment that he noticed that the eye hidden under the white hair was actually an artificial eye, which was flashing a cold and lifeless metallic light.

What's wrong with my eyes? For a moment, Lin Ci'an felt extremely heartbroken, and his eyes were filled with pain and sorrow.

Chu Ziyu made a quick move and effortlessly knocked away the monster that was about to bite Lin Ci'an. Then, he turned his head and stared at Lin Ci'an, with a complex and deep light flashing in his eyes.

"Xiao An, listen to me... Actually, I am not the real me now. But he is me, just in another form of existence. Maybe what I said is a little confusing, but you just need to understand one thing - I will definitely get you out of here safely."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Ziyu slowly stretched out his arms and gently embraced Lin Ci'an. He gently leaned his head on Lin Ci'an's shoulder and whispered, "I miss you so much..." At the same time, a tear slid down his cheek and dripped onto Lin Ci'an's neck, bringing a hint of coolness.

The atmosphere has been set up here. Originally, as long as Chu Ziyu (the clone) touched Chu Ziyu's body with his hands, 6872 could treat him through the clone's body as a medium, but Chu Ziyu wanted to add to the drama himself.

So, Lin Ci'an saw that after Chu Ziyu let go of him, he tore off the human skin mask on the other's face, then decisively cut his wrist, and blood gushed out.

He put his wrist to the mouth of the other Chu Ziyu. The scene now was very strange. There were two people with exactly the same faces, one of them pinched the cheek of the other and fed him blood, and his actions were very rude.

As the blood flowed out, Chu Ziyu's (the replica) face turned as pale as paper, while Chu Ziyu's (the original body) complexion gradually improved, and the injuries on his body gradually healed. In the end, except for the torn sweater on his body, everything else was intact.

"You're lucky, kid." Chu Ziyu patted his cheek.

Chu Ziyu looked at his left hand expressionlessly, and without hesitation, he controlled the mechanical hand to bend it hard. With a crisp "click" sound, the little finger broke! At the same time, the inferior skin that originally wrapped the mechanical arm on his right arm also broke instantly because it could not withstand this force, revealing the complex structure hidden inside.

The scene in front of him made Chu Ziyu frown, and his eyes revealed a deep disgust.

But Lin Ci'an stared at his mechanical hand. What was going on? Chu Ziyu transformed his little finger into a bone whistle. The bone whistle was small and exquisite, with a slender mouthpiece that was slightly curved and emitted a faint light. Its surface was as smooth as silk, and its delicate texture seemed to be able to touch the lines of time. The color of the bone whistle was a light milky white, as warm as ivory.

He pulled a thread from Chu Ziyu's sweater. It was torn anyway, so this one wouldn't matter. He passed the thin thread through the small hole on the bone whistle and gently tied it around Lin Ci'an's neck.

"It suits you very well." Chu Ziyu smiled again, his eyes filled with stars.

If Lin Ci'an hadn't been unable to move, he would have grabbed Chu Ziyu and questioned him. But now he could only watch Chu Ziyu leave, his eyes turning red due to the intense emotions, and tears gathered uncontrollably in the corners of his eyes.

A strong light flashed, and the whole space was shaken. Chu Ziyu's figure was submerged in the light, and he said "Goodbye" for the last time.