If you become Yuan Zhisheng's fake girlfriend

Can you understand a certain loneliness?

Independent of this world, watching the slow passage of time, you suddenly find that you will not grow old, nor will you die, whether the planet you are on is destroyed and turned into dust, or you become the affected person of a collapsed two-dimensional interface , you can only live, watching everything you once cherished turn into the boundless dark blue in the universe, including sunlight, green leaves, dew, cicadas, thunder and air.

I know you can't.

Because I couldn't either, when I was very young, I had a sister.

The only existence in this world that accompanies me.

One day I suddenly wanted to kill her.

I am a little unclear about the reason why I want to kill her. It is clear that only she can accompany me to the future of nothingness.Ned Hogg can't, because he is the child created for the third time by the king of the universe, and he can only obtain eternal life on the earth. In contrast, if the earth is destroyed, he will die.

Since I was very young, my sister told me that I will not die, she will not die, she will be with me, and then she will say with a threatening face, of course, if you want to die, I can do it in a minute crush you.

Even if she told me so, I still liked her so much at the time, although she thought it was because I had nothing else to like.

Then Nid Hogg appeared, and the moment I saw him, I was suddenly very irritable.

I looked at my sister next to me, and at that moment I was horrified to find that I wanted to kill her.

why?

At that time, my sister didn't notice the change in my mood.

Later, as the number of dragons increased, I don't know when such a thought actually appeared in my mind.

Maybe what Yuktra Hill really needs is not me, but an existence that can walk into the future with her. It doesn't matter who this person is, and of course, it doesn't matter whether it's me or not.

But I only have her, and only she can walk into the future with me.

I hate this feeling of being forced to choose, to be chosen.

Then suddenly one day, I wanted to kill her. When she died, there was no choice, right?

Of course, I failed.

But I don't regret it, because this time I was not chosen.

Later, after a long, long time, when I was sorting out my chaotic thoughts, a slipper slammed at me: "Didn't you just have a serious secondary disease at that time, cook for me!"

I think I have to rebel again, how about running away from home?

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