Star Iron: The Past and Present Life of the Gender-Swapped Dragon Lord

Chapter 84 Take me away

After saying this, Jingliu left, leaving Danheng alone to think.

Dan Heng stared blankly at his hands after hearing Jing Liu's words.

Having traveled through countless worlds and finally boarded the immortal ship Luofu, Danheng no longer sees himself as just a lucky chosen one.

She had noticed it a long time ago.

Whether it's the "reclaim" part of the system's "newbie" one and only task, "Reclaim the Dragon Lord's Power"

It's still that silly system that subconsciously calls itself "Sister Danheng" the moment they meet.

Whether it's Jingliu and Jingyuan, who are exceptionally kind to her, or Yingxing, who seems to have an unusual relationship with her.

Every cause has its effect.

The words the Dragon Lord girl spoke to him still echoed in Dan Heng's mind from time to time.

I am you.

The broken dragon horns and tail, the friend's unusually caring attitude towards him, and the stark contrast in attitude towards "Danheng," who should have belonged to this universe.

All of this made Danheng even more certain that his arrival was not an accident.

Danheng patted his tired face and calmed down to find the little thing that had been with him for so long.

Can you tell me your real identity now... Xiaobai?

The tired-looking girl asked.

……

The voice in my mind fell silent, losing its former vitality.

I see, I understand.

Although exhausted, the girl smiled, already having found the answer in her heart.

So, Xiaobai, what do you think I should do?

The girl changed the subject, no longer continuing the unresolved topic.

But this time, the system's voice came through without offering any advice.

"Sister Danheng can decide for herself."

There was a hint of hesitation in her voice, but she said it anyway.

Danheng nodded without replying, and instead turned to the dessert stall on the side.

You're still the same as before, always thinking of others, but neglecting yourself...

Xiaobai... or rather—

Bai Heng.

After buying two ice creams, Danheng followed the direction Jingliu had gone.

Since things have come to this, let's eat something first.

You need to eat before you have the energy to think.

……

Now that the dessert was finished, Danheng felt he had figured things out.

I am someone who is used to being alone, and I was like that in my past life.

Now I have a few close friends, and people who are willing to joke around with me.

A silly pink-haired girl, two steady and reliable elders, and now two more familiar strangers who can be described as unconditionally trusting and supporting her...

But pain and loneliness come without warning.

But I accepted it so easily, as if I was born to be treated this way.

Without seeking help or asking anyone for assistance, Danheng simply locked himself in his room all by himself.

Is it because you don't want others to worry?

Danheng thought it might be true.

On those nights dominated by countless good and bad emotions, Danheng often buried himself under the covers to think:

Let's just end it here...

That timeless loneliness and pain seemed to have been inflicted once again upon the girl in the dragon-horned robes.

But behind countless negative thoughts, a pink-haired girl was always concerned about her.

Every now and then someone would knock on the door to ask how I was doing... I don't know if I was tired or not.

Silly.

Danheng could only try to give a clear "hmm" in front of the other person to prove that he was still there.

The knocking on the door every three hours was proof that I was still there.

The feeling of being constantly torn apart by different emotions made Danheng laugh one moment and cry the next. Later on, even she herself didn't know what expression to make.

With the constant, intense pain, Danheng decided that it was better not to do anything at all.

On those nights, Danheng often stared blankly at himself in the mirror.

Thinking of nothing allows you to clear your mind and numb yourself until you are awakened by the next round of pain.

Empty your mind again, then wake up again...

But now... Danheng doesn't want to continue like this.

Overwhelmed by constant pain and emotions, Danheng felt she was teetering on the edge of that boundary.

If this continues, she will be torn to pieces by pain seasoned with what is called emotion.

What's that phrase called...?

Better to die than live.

but--

Since things have come to this, there's no point in thinking about it anymore.

Facing Jing Liu's complex gaze, Dan Heng took a deep breath.

"Kyoryu, I've made up my mind."

"I don't know what my relationship with you was like before, what I did, or what exactly happened in the past."

"Maybe I'm just tired... To be honest, I don't really want to experience those nights again when I can't sleep while hugging myself."

Danheng chuckled self-deprecatingly, his eyes revealing undisguised weariness.

"I'm afraid of completely losing my sense of self and becoming utterly confused."

"But I don't want to lose all my memories even more—"

"Whether in the past or now."

Dan Heng looked at the somewhat dazed white-haired girl in front of him, his eyes slightly lowered.

"But there are some things... I will never forget them even if I were to live a second life."

"Although brief and fragmented, I subconsciously held onto those moments tightly..."

Those five people with different aspirations, who were brought together by fate but eventually separated.

Hearing the pain and determination in the familiar voice of the girl in front of her, Jingliu, who was not good at speaking, was speechless.

"I don't know why I deserve your kindness... but—"

The girl's body trembled, and her somber tone brought Jingliu back to that dawn she could never forget in her life.

"Kyoryu, take me away, I don't want to... go on like this anymore."

"Please... I'm so tired."

The girl's familiar words shattered one by one in Jingliu's mind, then magnified infinitely, finally converging into a blood-stained scene before his eyes.

She was the same way back then.

Crying and laughing, she used the last vestige of her will, like a flickering candle, to beg the only swordsman present who could wield a weapon to take her away.

The scene in Jingliu's eyes shattered, and the girl in front of her was just like she was back then, begging him to take her away.

The only difference is:

This time, she did it for herself.

This time, she can do it.

"it is good."

Jingliu was not good with words, and could only express her encouragement to her with such brief words.

"Mirror flow."

"Ok?"

Can I hug you?

"can."

Without any hesitation, Jingliu gently caught the girl in front of him whose body was still trembling slightly.

Having never experienced anything like this before, Jingliu's hands froze in mid-air for half a second before he finally patted the girl on the back.