Quick Wear: The Beautiful, Strong and Tragic Path of a Swordsman

"He can be extremely indifferent to what happened to him, so indifferent that he can tolerate insults to his dignity, abuse and beatings, but at the same time he cannot bear the slightest harm to the people he cares about, because that would cause him to lose control."

"So you don't need to feel too guilty. It wasn't because of you that he ended up on this path of no return."

Su Shaozhe listened quietly, then suddenly interrupted, "Ayan asked you to come."

Du Linyun was silent.

"Is there anything else he wants you to tell me?" Su Shaozhe asked.

Du Linyun was silent again.

"I think so too. Everything he wants to tell me is in this letter." Su Shaozhe gently stroked the plastic-sealed letter with his fingertips with a gentle look. It can be seen that the writer was very serious, and every stroke of each word was beautiful and vivid.

However, the content of the letter was very short.

[I pulled the gods into the human world out of my own selfish desires, but then left them alone.

My God, you are the only one to whom I feel guilty.

The only thing I can't let go of is you.

I spent the last beautiful moments with you in a dream paradise, and ended it in a ruined paradise. This is my best ending.

I'm just a selfish person, I just want to escape to another world where I can have a future.

I will wait for you, but if you don't come with gray hair, I will be imprisoned in a new cage again.

I will take on new sins.

Forget me for now, I will get you back when we meet again. I never break my promise.

Finally, I wish your future life will always be wonderful and beautiful. 】

What a foul.

Xu Yan was so sure that he would not let him be sad even if he was sad himself.

"Aren't you afraid of him?" Du Linyun suddenly asked.

"I have been scared." Su Shaozhe was very frank. "To be honest, no matter who you are, as long as you think that your lover is a murderer, you will be scared."

Du Linyun smiled, and a drop of warm liquid slid down his cheek and fell onto the corner of his curved mouth, instantly filling his mouth with bitterness. "You're right, he also knows that we are afraid of him."

So even though he was too poor to go to college, he never asked them for help. It didn't mean that he didn't regard them as companions, he just didn't want to hurt them because they would be afraid.

There are some emotions that you cannot control. The more you don’t want to think about them, the more they will haunt you and torture you.

Perhaps this is the best ending. 519 was relieved, and Su Shaozhe was no longer tormented by this emotion.

"But even if this is the real him, I still love him." Su Shaozhe sighed, "He has never killed innocent people, right?"

"It's just killing two rapists. I can accept that..."

"But why didn't he give me this chance?"

"Why don't you wait for me?"

"As long as he is willing to be with me, I can accept it..."

The handsome and mature man had a low and hoarse voice, and every word he uttered was filled with deep pain. He placed the letter against his chest, carefully as if he was hugging the owner of the letter.

"Why do they have to use such a tragic method?"

Du Linyun felt so painful that he was almost suffocated when he thought of those scenes, but he still forced himself to tell Su Shaozhe everything. He was a psychologist, and although he could not save himself or his brothers and sisters, he at least wanted to try to save the person in front of him.

“Because they can’t wait.”

"The Guangming Orphanage still exists. Even at this moment, there may still be children who have the same experience as 519. The reason they want to do this is to rescue those children as soon as possible."

“519爱你；313也有自己喜欢的人；303完成了自己的梦想成为了一个作家；672和673下个月就可以出道了；564被虐待成了疯子，深爱他的399打定主意要照顾他一辈子......”

"If they were not truly desperate, they would not choose to give up their lives. They want to live more than anyone else."

"Every second there are children who are experiencing the same despair they have experienced, and they can't wait any longer."

Why are kind people always pointed at guns?

Why do good people always die young?

Why are isolated children always gentle and obedient?

Because they cannot go along with the crowd, cannot ignore those who cry for help, and cannot let others experience the pain they have experienced.

It is precisely because they have experienced despair firsthand that they are unable to ignore it.

......

September 21th, p.m.

Everyone was waiting in the live broadcast room that was posted on the homepage of all web pages for the live broadcast.

The live broadcast started on time.

A colorful gift box suddenly jumped out from the middle of the black screen. The box shook twice and then exploded, turning into six little people with bared fangs and claws, each of whom wanted to laugh extremely happily.

The six people said in unison, "Surprise! You've all been fooled!"

In an instant, the screen was filled with question marks.

Then the screen went black again, and just when everyone thought they had really been cheated, another screen appeared.

The picture shows children singing with different numbers written on their clothes.

【Hello friend, I hope you are well. 】

【Hello friend, I hope you are happy. 】

......

[Hello friend, please take me to eat all the delicious food. 】

[Hello friend, please take me to see all the beautiful scenery. ]

......

[Hello friends, may you always be as kind as you are now. ]

【Hello friends, I wish you a bright future. 】

......

A group of children who no longer had a future sang songs of blessing.

Zhang Shi, who had already returned home, watched and listened to the song on her mobile phone. She understood the meaning of the song.

They are really gentle.

So gentle that it even considers appeasing these "ignorant beneficiaries" and reducing society's hostility towards them.

This song is not only a blessing, but also represents forgiveness to them.

However, the live broadcast images seen on the computers of all police stations were the real hell. They saw the disgusting faces and dirty souls of those glamorous executioners.

A sentence has been hanging at the top of the picture: This is our last mercy to the devil and our last trust in you.

As the last Battle Royale player died and the last person fell from the Ferris wheel, audio recordings and various documentary evidence began to play in rotation on the screen.

The man with a kind but majestic face sat behind his desk and carefully watched all the contents of the video. He said in a deep voice, "Begin to implement the national 'Anti-Illuminati Orphanage' plan."

"Yes." Several determined voices answered in unison.

This time, no one will slip through the net.

They will not let this happen again in the country they protect.

Today is the last day of Xu Yan’s seventh day. Su Shaozhe doesn’t know why he has been in a coma for so long. He only knows that he seemed to have had a very long dream. Everything in the dream was beautiful, so beautiful that he didn’t want to wake up.

But the dream still ended, because dreams always end. No matter how vivid the promises in the dream are, they are not the real promises.

He came to Xu Yan's tombstone.

He also met several young men and women who came to pay their respects with cats in their arms. They stood in front of the tombstone next door, and all of them had red eyes. One of the young men seemed to have cried himself to death, and was carried down the mountain by the other two. His lifeless eyes were filled with deep sorrow.

Inadvertently, Su Shaozhe met the eyes of a cat. The beautiful pure white Devon cat, who looked like a princess, tilted its head and blinked its ice-blue eyes slowly.

Su Shaozhe gave it a forced smile, then squatted in front of Xu Yan's tombstone.

The photo on the tombstone is Xu Yan’s ID photo. In it, he has an expressionless face and pursed lips. The expression does not look like he is taking a photo, but rather like he is going to be executed. Fortunately, his appearance is quite good, so the ID photo, which could have become a black history, instead reveals a kind of natural and cold beauty.

Raising his hand and stroking Xu Yan's immature face in the photo, Su Shaozhe simply sat down next to the tombstone and leaned against it.

After waking up, he kept working overtime and due to the aftereffects of sleeping for seven days, he fell asleep all of a sudden.

Then he had a dream. He dreamed of the scene where the cat led him to find Xu Yan's body, but this time it was a little different.

He saw two Xu Yans.

One was leaning against the wall, falling into an eternal sleep, and the other, somewhat transparent, was standing beside him, looking down at his own corpse.

"Ah Yan...?" Su Shaozhe called out with a trembling voice, his voice was extremely soft, as if he was afraid that a louder voice would cause this transparent Xu Yan to disappear immediately.

The transparent Xu Yan turned his head and looked at him with a somewhat surprised expression, but did not speak, his eyes full of indifference and alienation.

Xu Yan's words made Su Shaozhe's breath catch. He asked cautiously, "Ah Yan, is that you?"

Perhaps because he was sure that he could see him, Xu Yan's expression softened a little, but still very cold, "Shao Zhe."

Su Shaozhe was overjoyed when he saw this and reached out to touch him, but when he was about to touch him, he stopped, "Can I... touch you?"

Xu Yan smiled, raised his hand and held the hand he extended. A chill instantly passed through the clasped hands, making his soul feel the bone-chilling sadness and the despair of death.

Just when he was about to immerse himself in this extremely negative emotion, his eyes suddenly went dark and all his emotions disappeared in an instant.

{Want to grab his hand?}

What is this...sound?

{If you want, give him all your love.}

to whom?

{My Ah Yan.}

No, he is mine!

{You are me.}

As these words fell, a memory suddenly appeared in the depths of Su Shaozhe's soul.

Xu Yan, dressed in pure white, knelt on one knee in front of him. He gently held up his hand with one hand and placed the other on his chest, his expression pious and filled with passionate love.

{I am willing to give you all my love.} He heard himself say this to Xu Yan.

Xu Yan smiled, his eyes filled with helplessness, but he couldn't hear clearly what Xu Yan was saying.

Dream is broken.

Everything was shattering and disappearing, except for a piece of debris reflecting Xu Yan's smiling face, which he held in his palm.

The edge of the fragment was extremely sharp and pierced his skin. The bright red blood instantly dyed the entire fragment red.

......

"Executive officer, why are there two Su Shaozhe?" 937 looked at another translucent Su Shaozhe who slowly appeared next to Su Shaozhe after he fell asleep with the corpse in his arms.

Xu Yan calmly replied, "Who knows."

The mission was shown to be completed and he was ready to leave. He never cared about after-sales service.

"Ayan...?"

Xu Yan, who was about to leave the small world, raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Su Shaozhe. It was interesting that he could actually see him.

"Mr. Executive, stop playing and go." 937 urged, "I'm waiting to go to the social gathering after get off work! I heard there are some very pretty girls there."

"Tsk, with your character, you won't be beautiful." Xu Yan mocked mercilessly.

'Wow, wow, you don't love me anymore.' 937 cried loudly.

'No love, thank you.'

While Xu Yan was arguing with 937, he was observing this 'Su Shaozhe'. For some reason, this 'Su Shaozhe' gave him the feeling that he had known him for a very long time, so long that it was hard to describe, as if he could trace back to his forgotten past.

So when he saw Su Shaozhe reaching out to touch him, he smiled and took the initiative to shake his hand.

He lost consciousness the next moment and did not hear 937's panicked shout.