After all of them are reborn, who would still want to marry 2.5 Jo Satoru?

"Nothing in the world means more to me than her."

The sound came from the headphones, as light as bubbles floating on the water, as if it would be shattered by the hustle and bustle of the world in an instant.

It was so heavy, so violent, like a huge wave constantly beating against the heart, trying to disrupt its beating frequency.

Liuli suddenly remembered what Edmond Dantes said in "The Count of Monte Cristo".

“If you desire something, you have to set it free. If it comes back to you, it’s yours. If it doesn’t come back, you never had it.”

Now, she finally got verification that Lan Tang really belonged to her.

This is true now and in the future.

She had gotten him, like the rose got the little prince.

At this moment, Liuli suddenly wanted to see Lan Tang very much, so the moment the tram stopped, she ran towards Leibo Street.

Passing through the vast sea of ​​people and bypassing countless ruins, the lingering white mist obscured Lan Tang's eyes and eyebrows.

He stood between life and death, where light and shadow intersected, and smiled at her.

His face was pale and his eyes were sad, like a nightingale dying at dawn.

She couldn't bear to let the poor bird with its bloody chest stop singing in her clasped hands, but suddenly a hunter pulled the trigger and ended its life.

In the summer evenings, her bird's breath faded, like a withered flower, rotting in the black water.

So shocking.

So caught off guard.

The road under their feet seemed to disappear in an instant. Liuli ran stumblingly, and the destination she saw was the pale Lantang. Blocking their way was the flowing Styx.

On both sides of the shaking road, the hands of time began to jump.

The everlasting fireworks, the sour candy apples...

Various dresses, purple rose necklaces...

Flying balloons, lost dolls...

Under the dim light, Lan Tang was reading the fourth volume of "Fate/Stay Night".

Liuli heard her own voice, which had no weight at all and floated lightly in the long river of time.

"I don't think the rose loves the little prince at all."

"She depends on him only because this planet is too small and only the little prince can talk to her; she depends on him only because he is easy to manipulate and can water her, block the wind, and kill caterpillars for her."

"He was her chosen protector, chess piece, and useful tool."

Lan Tang said: "Maybe the little prince knew this, but he still loved her."

Liuli added: "The rose certainly doesn't love the little prince, because he can leave her at any time, but she can only take root on this small planet."

“No one will fall in love with something they cannot control. Those gifts will always be taken back one day.”

"By that time, Rose won't be able to live on her own."

Lan Tang said: "No, the little prince loves the rose, so he will never leave her. Even if he is forced to leave, he will definitely come back to her."

Liuli asked him, "Why? Why did the little prince fall in love with the rose?"

Lan Tang replied, "Because on this small planet, they are the only ones who depend on each other. He waters her, blocks the wind, and kills caterpillars for her."

“He listened to her complaints and boasts, but also to her silences.”

"Only this?"

"that's it."

"That's it?"

"That's all."

Liuli lay on the bed, lifted the quilt to cover her cheeks, leaving only a pair of light purple eyes exposed.

"I still don't understand. The rose is weak, willful, arrogant, conceited, and doesn't love the little prince. Why does the little prince love her?"

Lan Tang closed the book, his golden-green eyes sincere and gentle.

"The rose was strong, lovely, proud, brave, and she taught the little prince what love is, so he loved her."

"On that desolate planet, it was their meeting that made the world beautiful, life lovely, and time meaningful."

"It's natural and reasonable for him to love her. There's nothing wrong with that."

Humans are really weird sometimes.

The closer you get to death, the more memories come to mind.

Those details that we usually don’t pay attention to, the past that we thought we had forgotten long ago, all rushed out like bubbles.

Liuli stepped forward, while Lantang remained standing.

A strange shift seemed to have taken place between them; previously it was Lan Tang who moved closer to her, while she remained motionless.

Now she ran towards him, and he opened his arms with all his strength, but his feet only moved forward half an inch.

The blade retreated half an inch from his chest, and then a large amount of blood spurted out, staining the ground red.

Liuli heard the ticking of a clock.

The dazzling light spread outward from her, almost illuminating the entire sky. Her vision was occupied by clocks of all sizes, with their hands jumping rapidly.

At this moment, Liuli finally understood what her special ability was——

Beloved by God.

Or, it should be called between gains and losses.

When she loses, she gains more; when she thinks everything is over, it is just a new beginning.

Liuli suddenly realized.

The moment she lost her life, the fear of death came over her continuously, so she was resurrected.

Not only that, those who caused her to lose her life once will never be able to hurt her again.

The moment she lost Lan Tang, she longed for time to go back to the past, to the day they parted, so she got the Tomb of Time.

That is the cemetery of time, burying all the clocks in existence. She can freely turn time forward or backward, or make time stop forever at this moment.

She loses, then gains.

Every time she lost something important, God would compensate her with an ability so that she would never lose it again.

In exchange, what has been lost can never be recovered.

So, she had left the original world long ago and could never go back.

Therefore, the time of everything in the world can flow backwards, except Lan Tang.

In a trance, Liuli seemed to see Joan of Arc praying in the cell, the devout girl whispering with trembling lips.

“Lord, please send down a miracle and tell the deceived people that I am indeed your messenger and that what I show are your miracles.”

But the Lord did not respond.

It was not until the raging fire ignited Joan of Arc's skirt, until she shed tears of despair, until she closed her eyes, that God sent an angel to tell the poor girl.

"God said He couldn't save you because you had to die to be holy."

You have to die to become holy.

You need to lose in order to gain.

But the power gained can never restore the lost existence.

This is the cruel yet merciful love of God.

Liuli staggered two steps, stretched out her arms and hugged Lan Tang, who was half-kneeling on the ground nearby.

The blood on his chest wouldn't stop flowing, but he still stretched out his bloody hand and tried to wipe the tears from Liuli's face.

"Adele...don't cry for me..."

"I'm sorry." He held Liuli's shoulders lightly with one hand, supporting himself from falling down, "I'm sorry..."

"I can't... take you back to France..."

Liuli lowered her eyelashes and looked at him, her eyes almost dry and dead. "If you die, I will curse you."

"I will hate every summer and I will curse you until the moment my heart stops."

Lan Tang raised his head, and suddenly felt an almost scorching pain in his golden-green eyes, and a tear fell into his pupil.

The purple ocean surged towards him, trying to push the drowning man ashore, but in the end it could only embrace his cold remains.

Lan Tang laughed suddenly. The dusk light shone on his body which was gradually losing temperature. The coldness was finally about to swallow him up again.

"Then curse me."

"Curse me... and forget me..."

"Even without me, the future will be as beautiful as a fairy tale."

His voice became lower and lower, and his body slumped down little by little, until he fell to his knees on the ground, causing Liuli to stumble and kneel down as well.

"Adele, I'm so sorry..."

"I've said so many things to you all along, but I didn't dare tell you my feelings..."

"Meeting you here is the luckiest thing in my life."

"For that, I can even forgive Paul's betrayal, because it led me to you."

"I really love you, very very..."

"I love you so much..."

His voice was barely audible, and he simply leaned his head on Liuli's shoulder, his face as calm as Ophelia in the water.

The golden-green sky gradually darkened, and forty-four suns rushed to fall into the purple ocean, as sad as the sunset and as poignant as suicide.

Liuli's face was blank.

She finally got Lan Tang.

Then, I lost him forever.