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

The white mist spread out again, Liuli was still kneeling on the ground, the ticking of the clock was endless, pure and lonely.

The air seemed to be twisted and sucked away, and everything in her eyes was slowly pulled away, as if disconnected from reality.

Lan Tang, who was gradually getting cold in his arms, turned into foam and dissipated in the dim sunlight like the dead little mermaid.

At this moment, love and death are personified into a specific person, like morning dew, mist, and white camellia.

Love is him.

Death is also his.

"Ji Jun, are you okay?"

Hei Mo frowned, revealing a worried expression. His body leaned forward, and his long black hair fell to the ground like silk, gathering into a soft black stream.

Liuli's gaze was focused on Hei Mo's face. It was not until this moment that she realized that she had come to the Golden Mountain again.

At the moment when she felt pain from the bottom of her heart, God arrived as promised and appeared before her.

Liuli woke up as if from a dream, and the expression on her face was still almost blank.

It was clearly the bright and hot midsummer, but she felt cold all over, as if she was buried in the snow and glaciers, turning into a pale corpse.

"He's dead."

"Lan Tang, he's dead."

Liuli's pupils trembled slowly, and her voice also trembled. It was hard to tell whether it was sadness, pain, anger or hatred that was condensed in her trembling words.

"He didn't even die by my hands."

"Instead, he was killed by a lowly ant!"

Her voice became colder and colder, the ticking of the clock hands became louder and louder, Hei Mo's eyes were filled with sorrow, but his words were gentle.

"So, Ji Jun, do you want the entire Earth to be buried with the dead?"

Liuli was stunned, not understanding what He meant.

"Your ability allows you to manipulate the time of everything within your sight, but anger causes its scope to expand."

“If you continue to be angry, the time of the entire earth will be stopped, while the time of the universe will still flow.”

"The Earth will stop rotating, and then tsunamis, earthquakes, and volcanic eruptions will follow. The Earth may not be destroyed, but most of the existence will die."

Heimao smiled faintly as he spoke.

"But it doesn't matter, you can turn back time."

"Everything will be as if nothing happened. Will that make you feel better?"

Liuli looked at the smiling god blankly. His words were deafening, like a huge hammer that woke up the sleeping traveler.

The world can be easily destroyed, everything can return to dust, and the dust can be annihilated, all in the blink of an eye.

She finally possessed the powerful force to reverse the flow of time. As long as she turned back time to thousands or even tens of thousands of years ago, the so-called Cursed King Ryomen Sukuna would be nothing but a speck of dust.

So powerful.

So invincible.

Liuli thought, I shouldn’t be sad, I should be happy.

She originally came to Yokohama to obtain special abilities, even if they were the most useless ones.

Now, what she got was far more than she expected, and she no longer had to stand there waiting for anyone.

I should be happy.

I no longer have to stand around waiting for anyone.

There's no one left for me to wait for.

I should be happy.

Liuli forced a smile, but the ticking of the clock beside her ears became more and more piercing.

At a certain moment, it seemed as if someone's words transcended time, penetrated countless worlds, and stung her eardrums.

"Give her back to me."

"Put the Moon-Watching Glass—"

"give me back!"

That voice seemed to belong to Gojo Satoru, but it didn't have the slightest bit of arrogance. Instead, it was cold and pale, like a curse.

On the ticking clock, everything is rushing back to the old times.

There is only one person, or rather, only one human-shaped being, chasing against the long river of time.

At a certain moment, a pair of cloudy blue eyes looked at Liuli, and then his appearance began to change.

Silver-white hair, black kimono, bright red blood...

Thin, tall...

Familiar, unfamiliar...

Liuli opened her eyes wide in near astonishment. The ticking of the hour hand gradually faded, followed by a hoarse cry.

"Put the Moon-Watching Glass—"

"Give it back to me!"

"Ji Jun——"

The sound of the black mill was like a sharp arrow, piercing through the frozen time. His expression had never been so serious.

“You can’t stay stuck in the cracks of time, because then your time will be compressed.”

“If time is compressed to almost nothing, you’re off to a new world.”

"Even I can't save it."

Liuli had not yet recovered from the shock. The dead Rantang and the cursed Gojo Satoru made her more overwhelmed than the other.

"Master Heima, what just happened is..."

"Ji Jun, have you ever heard a word?"

Hei Mo's smile was as light as a veil, and his expression did not carry any sense of oppression. Even when he was extremely serious just now, there was an indescribable gentleness in it.

"Love is the law of everything."

He said this while staring at Liuli with his dark pupils without blinking.

That wasn't the look a god gave to a beloved human being, or even the look a human gave to a beloved one.

The expression was so solemn and sincere that it was almost unbearable.

"Love is like God's grace, and God's grace is like love. Even God will lose to human love and the humans He loves."

"Whether it's me or another god who loves you."

"Because of love, the dead will travel through time and space and return to you again."

Liuli opened her eyes wide, and in an instant she understood what Hei Mo meant. Indescribable joy surged from the bottom of her heart.

"The rules set by that god are very strict. You cannot return to the original world again."

"But if someone in that world transcends life and death to return to you, He cannot stop them."

“In the same way, you have to lose people you value.”

“But so-called loss can be eternal death or a short separation.”

Hei Mo's brows relaxed, he was happy for Liuli's joy.

"I will send him to another world, and then you will lose him."

"Once he comes back to you, you'll own him again, won't you?"

Heima blinked at her, which actually looked a little cute.

The hour hand finally stopped ticking. Liuli pursed her lips, not knowing what to say for a moment, and stared blankly at Hei Mo opposite her.

The god's eyebrows were gentle, and the look he gave her was softer than ripples on the water and gentler than the breeze.

She stammered, "Master Heima, I really don't know how to thank you enough."

"Then, Ji-kun—"

Heima said in a voice filled with gentle laughter, "Please smile at me."

"For me, there is no gift more precious and beautiful than your smile."