Back to the Future 1999: Raining at the Same Time

Preface: This chapter is full of surprises, and contains close contact between Xu Hai and Wuerde. Please skip it if you mind.

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"Still...can't you?"

Across the table, Wood wanted to reach out and touch that hand again.

The tender hand that could be stretched out was suspended in the air, and then it was retracted with trembling fingertips. She held the wrist of her other hand and hugged it to her chest, with an endless loneliness on her face.

In what capacity did I extend this hand?

I couldn't solve his problem, nor could I immediately understand the pain I had caused due to my own negligence—the devastation that could no longer be described as pain...

What can I do in the face of this child born from the World Tree?

"fine."

Chen Xi took out the reshaped hand from the space. The remaining power on it had repaired the bloody broken part. It would not be damaged or rotten until the energy in it was exhausted.

He extended his right hand and interlocked his fingers with his own, then smiled with a hint of mischief. However, upon seeing Uld's heartbreaking expression, he suppressed the mischievous thought in his heart and put the severed hand away.

"I won't die, and I won't die. It's just... life will be a little harder."

Knowing that Wuld couldn't see, Chen Xi deliberately said these words in a desperate tone, but the expression on his face was full of a playful smile.

If it's not a prank, then making "Mom" feel a little more guilty is not a bad thing, right?

Sure enough, after hearing Chen Xi's words, the guilt on Wuld's face became even more intense. He wanted to say something but stopped, and didn't know how to start.

Phew~ Chen Xi, who almost laughed out loud, quickly covered his mouth. After regrouping, he continued in a nonchalant tone:

"Although there is no immediate solution right now, you are indeed the only way I can think of to break the deadlock."

"If you really want to help me, will you wait for me tomorrow at this same spot when we meet?"

"Mother?"

How much information could one obtain from a severed hand? At least Chen Xi, using Youmeng's ability, had already understood most of Wuld's changes, and also knew her current attitude towards him.

Therefore, he enjoyed the favoritism without any fear, and teased and wore down her heart unscrupulously.

It is just unclear whether this mentality is due to personality or the influence of confusion.

"Well, then..."

Before he could finish his words, Urd felt that the young man in front of him had disappeared.

Her slightly opened mouth was pursed into a line. From her perspective, this sudden departure without saying goodbye was more like a child who had just been recognized as a parent, blaming her for her negligence back then.

Amidst endless self-blame, Uld gathered his things and stood up.

But suddenly, in the leisurely night, a figure stood out and suddenly hugged the lonely silhouette from behind.

"It's okay, Mom!"

His voice was higher-pitched than Chen Xi's, filled with unconcealable excitement and agitation, as if he had found a long-desired treasure. His hands held her tighter and tighter.

In Wuld's perception, he had black hair, was crazy, unruly, and immature... It was a completely different feeling from Chen Xi, but there were subtle similarities in the details.

She didn't know what had happened back then, and Chen Xi's memory didn't seem to be fully restored.

But when the child hugged him from behind, Wuld felt even more distressed. For this child, born of pain and hatred, the only thing he retained in his heart was this most genuine closeness to himself and his mother.

He longed for this poison called "love" so much that he hid in the flesh left by Chen Xi and left his body, just so that after Chen Xi left, he could personally feel the throbbing from the bottom of his heart.

Moving Xu Hai from behind to the front, Wuld bent down and kissed his forehead lightly, trying his best to respond to the child's dependence.

Chen Xi had left this world for a period of time for reasons that have not yet been revealed. Having a relatively complete life experience, he does not have much special feelings for this "mother" who suddenly appeared.

But this child, Xu Hai, is a collection of pure evil. All he knows and remembers is this world and his incompetent "mother".

In a way, he is the one who truly made the "mistake" because of himself.

I have one more responsibility to fulfill...

Wuld also hugged Xu Hai tightly, trying to fill the void in his heart in this way and let him feel something called "love".

But at this moment, Wuerde suddenly felt her arms empty, and Xu Hai suddenly disappeared in her arms. Just when he had just tasted the taste of "love", he was taken to the hotel and brought before the arrogant and domineering Chen Xi.

"You've become weak."

When saying this, Chen Xi had a playful look on his face as if to say, "Is that so?"

"I don't know when it started, but I've become even more contemptuous of everything in this world than you are. I'm even more worthy of the titles of chaos and madness than you."

The sticky thread dragged the scattered flesh and blood in the room back onto Chen Xi's body. The previously gentle sapphire eyes turned scarlet and continued to expand in Xu Hai's pupils.

When the two were close enough to feel suffocating, Chen Xi stopped and pinched Xu Hai's tender face.

Pinching the fragile gums in his mouth through the skin, Xu Hai felt a hint of bloody rusty taste spreading in his mouth. Chen Xi twisted his wrist and looked at the face that was almost identical to his own, with a sarcastic expression on his face, and let go.

"If you want, I can keep you by Urd's side. Although she has recovered some of her memories, her fighting ability is still insufficient. You can protect her well. And..."

"You can also stay with her and drink more mother's milk, right?"

puff!

After saying this, Chen Xi suddenly laughed, and the uncontrollable laughter echoed wildly in this small hotel room.

However, until he laughed so hard that he fell backwards and collapsed on the bed, Xu Hai was still kneeling on the floor in front of him, without saying a word or making any movement.

Having made enough noise and laughter, Chen Xi, feeling sleepy, didn't even glance at Xu Hai lying on the ground. He just lay down, reaching out and smashing the chandelier on the ceiling with his blood and flesh.

The room returned to the darkness of the night. Chen Xi wrapped the quilt tightly around him with satisfaction, hummed comfortably, and fell into a deep sleep.

At the same time, Xu Hai slowly stood up in the dark, looked at Chen Xi lying on the bed, and sighed imperceptibly.

In the end, it was my own fault. I let Chen Xi come into contact with those things too early. I wanted revenge too early and wanted to see the powerful force that could destroy everything too early. I didn't consider the possible consequences at all.

With another sigh, Xu Hai's body turned into dazzling blood crystal and gradually dissipated in the cold moonlight.

He won't leave, and can't leave.

Every person Chen Xi knows is the anchor of his existence and the source of his ability to remain stable and maintain his self.

He had already sent away the people closest to him on the grounds of not wanting to hurt them, and Youmeng, who was accompanying him, also fell into a deep sleep because of him. As a last resort, he could not leave at this time no matter what.

If I really leave, Chen Xi, this continuously expanding balloon, will sooner or later destroy itself and the entire world in a rainstorm.

But...how can the relics left behind by the ancient gods find solutions in this era?

The moonlight was gradually blocked, and the cabin fell into deeper darkness and deeper silence.

A damp smell drifted in from the slightly closed window frame, and drops of it brought the noisy smell of rain. I pushed open the half-closed doors and windows, allowing the moonlight that appeared after the heavy rain to return to the small house.

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I don’t know how, but Chen Xi gradually became the kind of CS described in my writing. Obviously, he is my own child, but I can’t help but write these things about Aichen TV.

The author has feelings for the characters he writes about. I don’t know if I have told you that Anya’s character design has actually been changed.

For some reason, Anya's story, and indeed the entire forest arc, was different from what I had initially envisioned. This led to some readers not being able to read that section, and also caused me to struggle with Anya's confusing character design later on.

So, during a long hiatus, I kept thinking about how to deal with Anya's problem, because I could not decide on a specific character to describe her, which would have a great impact on the subsequent interactions and descriptions of the characters.

So at the time I also tried various methods, including Chen Xi asking Anya from my perspective, as an author, whether she was willing to die for him, for this story...

Then, I heard Anya's answer almost without hesitation - she was willing.

She loves Chen Xi and loves this story. This is not a setting, but her true thoughts.

So at that time, I was really heartbroken and terrified, and quickly deleted the words I had written, and wrote a new future for her and them.

After that, I once again found myself brainstorming about how to wrap up the filming of the novel and turn it into a drama. When the day's filming was over, the characters would return to their own lives.

And I, Sister Fan, also serve as a screenwriter and director. I truly live among the characters and around them.

At that time, after a day's work, the reporter was interviewing Miss Anya, the cutest and most cheerful girl in the troupe. She directly pushed Sister Fan, who was a little socially anxious and soft, from behind the scenes to the front of the stage.

Then she smiled and introduced Sister Fan's excellence, gentleness and kindness to the reporters and everyone watching the show.

Sister Fan, who occupied the center position in the report, was so shy that her face turned red when she heard Anya's unreserved praise. She kept trying to escape and hide but had nowhere to go. In the end, Anya teased her that she was so cute.

I have to admit, when this scene appeared in my mind, I couldn't help but laugh out loud, and I was truly happy and proud of my lovely characters, my children.

They appeared in front of me so vividly and lovely, holding my hand and making me feel the feeling and warmth of home, making the troupe a real place.

In short, late at night, there will always be all kinds of emotions overflowing. I'm sure everyone is used to it, hehe.

Finally, as usual, I would like to thank the young readers who have read this far. Thank you for your support and company. I also hope that you can read Chen Xi's story together, and read about my first, immature child, that immature story, and that immature life.

Thank you and love you.