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Luo Xi stood in front of the incomparably huge door.

This is a seamless door without any gaps, standing abruptly at the end of the starry sky.

The young man was wearing a travel suit, and the cloak behind him was broken a little, and there were still several rips.He was dusty, his bangs almost pierced his eyes and were not trimmed, making him look unrefined.

Just now, he ended an unusually dangerous, but equally fantastic and meaningful journey.

Now, it's time to start a new one.

The young man took a deep breath, put his hand on the door, and politely knocked three times.

There was no response from the door, only the crisp knocking echoed in the silent space.

After a while, just as he was about to strike harder for the second time, misty tentacles popped out of nowhere.

—Let’s just call it the head.

Luo Xi looked at it calmly, "Excuse me, is there anyone inside?"

The tentacle seemed to be taken aback, and quickly retracted into the door like a frightened bird, so fast that Luo Xi didn't even react.The young man laughed, and knocked on the door with a good temper.

This description is actually not very accurate, so he quickly added: "Is Xie Chuji at home?"

In front of this incomparably huge door, human beings and even all existences seem small, and his voice may not be heard by the existence inside the door.

But he still persevered, kept the smile and politeness that belonged to the guests, and knocked on the door again.

This time, more tentacles poked out their heads, stared at him briefly, and then quickly retracted into the door, which was as short as an illusion.Losey blinked.

The young man stood there for a while, then pretended to turn around—then, he quickly turned around and grabbed a group of tentacles.

"..Can you open the door for me?" He tried to communicate with these apparently intelligent creatures, "I have something very important."

The tentacles tangle together, looking like they are discussing.Luo Xi didn't know how long he had waited, it might only be a few breaths, or it might be a long, long time—he was a little fuzzy about the concept of time now.

Anyway, those tentacles re-scattered.

A gap emerged from the middle of the door, revealing a faint light.

The tentacle retracted back into the door, this time slipping through the crack.

Luoxi slowly but firmly pushed the huge door open.

Before opening the door, he had already made enough psychological expectations, such as seeing countless eyes, or a dense mouth and teeth sewn on an indescribable object, twisting and dancing arms and so on.

After all, he already knew the true nature of his boyfriend, which is not so good-looking according to human standards.

As a face control, while he felt a certain sadness, he also found that his threshold was much higher than he imagined...as long as it wasn't so ugly.

For example, those tentacles just now, although they are weird, are clumsy and cute, and they can be called ugly.

However, there is nothing behind the door, it is a vast blank.

If you capture it carefully, in this blank space, you can see a lot of words like, which almost blend into the background.

Broken, barely able to piece together recognizable likes.

The group of tentacles disappeared.

There seemed to be a pile of loose sand on the ground.

"Chuji?"

Luo Xi tentatively called her boyfriend's name, but there was no reply.

after awhile.

He seemed to see a tentacle sticking out of the ground like a mushroom.

Right near that beach of sand.

There is endless and vast white in front of me, but there are not many places where I can really move, only a few small square meters.

Luoxi simply knelt down and stared at the tentacles, hoping that these kind little things that might be related to her boyfriend could provide some clues.

The tentacles did not appear, and he found that the sand was different from ordinary quicksand, shining brightly, like diamond powder or stardust.

The young man stretched out his hand and twisted a part carefully, as if he heard something passing by his ears.

Short, but clear.

It belonged to Xie Chuji.

The young man silently gathered the pile of gravel that seemed to be clues.

At some point, the tentacle came out again and pushed the pile of sand towards him.

Luo Xi managed to gather the things together, but because of this seemingly fawning gesture, he was broken up again.

Luo Xi: Tentacles: The young man pointed at the pile of scattered sand wordlessly, and the tentacles twisted and twisted themselves into various shapes, as if they wanted to express something.

Perhaps because this is a world that exists between the real and the fake, Luo Xi strangely understood what the tentacle was talking about.

——In short, the one you are looking for is now sand.

— that's all.

——It doesn't matter if you can't spell it together... anyway... zi la zi la...

——You... zi la zi la... I...

The meaning of the tentacles became more and more unclear, and Luoxi's incomprehensible expressions disappeared, as if they had never been drilled out.

Luo Xi was left a little speechless.

Fortunately, there are finally clues.

The young man calmly accepted the fact that his boyfriend is now a pile of sand.

The legend of a girl making a clay figurine has existed since ancient times. If he imitates it a little bit, it should be fine if he makes a Xie Chuji.

perhaps.

Luo Xi didn't know how to knead this pile of sand into Xie Chuji, his art skills were not that strong yet, so he could try things like jigsaw puzzles.

The young man reached out to touch the pile of sand again, and heard his boyfriend's voice faintly again.

No matter what, it won't be worse than the current situation. He can't give up halfway and waste all his previous efforts.

"This place is between reality and illusion. It is a dream. What the eyes see is not necessarily real."

The young man let out a long breath, closed his eyes, and recalled what he had learned about this world in Usha Town and other places.

There is indeed no Xie Chuji here.

Here too, Xie Chuji is everywhere.

The gravel in front of me, those "likes" that have been completely dismantled, are all his shadow, the proof of his existence.

Xie Chuji did not disappear.

He is just broken into pieces, mixed in the larger and more chaotic "self".

"Because "Xie Chuji" doesn't exist, it's just a name. "

"It's always been 'me' and I don't know who I am. "

"One day, I won't remember you."

——What kind of mood was a certain person on the day they quarreled?

The young man thought sadly, and suddenly regretted not hugging him directly at that time.

He should tell Xie Chuji that it doesn't matter, he will like him no matter what, instead of telling that story, saying that he will definitely remember him and never forget him.

He took the panic that would disappear and shatter at any time too lightly, arrogantly thinking that he could forgive, comfort, and easily cover it up.

Not only Xie Chuji is a stupid puppy.

So is he himself.

Luo Xi only taught Xie Chuji how to love others, but he didn't tell him how to love himself before learning to love others.

He stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears, opened his eyes again, and concentrated all his energy on these countless gravels.

Start to fight one by one.

Xie Chuji who looked at him quietly, Xie Chuji who was always very restrained and smiled with his lips pursed.

Xie Chuji was at a loss.

Honestly admitting his mistake, Xie Chuji who secretly observed his reaction secretly didn't think there was anything wrong with him.

……

His favorite is Xie Chuji.

By the sound of hearing.

Relying on the short-lived reverberation produced by touching sand grains.

Determine which Xie Chuji this is.

Judging when this is Xie Chuji who met.

Then, trust your own judgment.

——Until that voice sounded.

"So it's hidden here."

The young man heard the voice say, "I finally found it."

"really like you."

Next, there is an uninterrupted and crazy repetition, low and high, all kinds of tones mixed together.

Luoxi heard gentle whispers and solemn promises; he heard gnashing of teeth as strong as a curse, with a crazy laugh.

Familiar and unfamiliar.

At least for now, the owner of these voices is not the Xie Chuji he knew, his boyfriend.

The young man lowered his eyes, did not choose to respond, but picked out a few more grains from the pile of sand that was already a little shorter.

This was relatively early, Xie Chuji who helped him catch the doll that day.

A little ahead of this Xie Chuji, it was Xie Chuji who accidentally kissed him indirectly, blushing and flustered.

Don't listen, don't think about it.

He concentrated on thanking Chuji, and also discovered many parts that he did not know.

Xie Chuji, who seriously wanted to use stars as a ring, and Xie Chuji, who was trying to get the world to report their marriage.

Turned into a ghost, foolishly following behind the former him, Xie Chuji like a puppy rejected by his master.

The core of primordial chaos, the god of blindness and ignorance, His Majesty Azathoth - is hungry to eat away.

Locate, find.

In his huge body, in countless scattered and broken dreams.

He found something that was hidden, very lovely.

shining.

like.

Although more troublesome, it seems to have a barrier from itself.

But like it.

To devour bit by bit.

Like a peeling and mottled wall, that piece of white, the so-called barrier, was slowly peeled off by Him, chewed up, and then thrown away.

He doesn't like it to taste, not sweet enough, bitter.

And, yes, it's so stupid.

Luoxi felt nothing.

In the small, only square-inch blank space, the young man lowered his eyes, putting together the pieces seriously and attentively.

The spreading darkness, ravings, and dancing tentacles stopped only half a step away, unable to advance an inch.

It was a strong feeling of liking someone and wanting to see someone.

Clear, straightforward, without any confusion, firm enough to become an unbreakable barrier.

Therefore, it also cannot crack, cannot be dissolved, and cannot be eroded.

His Majesty the great Azathoth was furious, because he was touched with that spirit, and was moved and affectionate, but he would not give up assimilating it.

He saw the young man's eyes were empty, relying on instinct and obsession, acting mechanically, his self was almost broken, and he only felt beautiful.

Want to occupy here quickly.

I want to assimilate him sooner.

Make him completely your own.

Azathoth, the primordial chaos, the master of countless dreams, is just a lump of instinctive consciousness, a pure aggregate.

He has no "heart".

Most importantly, the piece of the puzzle that can completely put Xie Chuji together did not exist in the first place.

……

The last grain of sand is carefully picked up and filled in where it should be.

Luo Xi had nothing left to fight for, but Xie Chuji was still short.

It is love, and the sun moves the stars.

It supports the traveler to walk through the wilderness, go through a long trek, and find the only way to the truth and the end amidst the illusions, and it also gives him the strength to fight against madness and maintain himself in the erosion and mud.

But there are things that love alone cannot do.

If you can't fight it, you can't fight it.

The young man's eyes were blank, and he raised his head in a daze.

He looked at the chaos, ignorant, and silently shed tears.

——Why, despite putting together all of Xie Chuji, is there something most important missing?

——Why can't you find it?

Is he not serious enough, did not remember so clearly?

No answer.

No one answered.

The dancing tentacles affectionately licked away the dry marks on the young man's face.

He squeezed a little in through the crack that was gradually collapsing and widening.

Soon, it was all His.

His Majesty Azathoth is truly delighted.

Then, he was scalded with cold tears.

Like an electric shock, those tentacles and bowl feet retracted involuntarily, retreating to the edge of the barrier.

The youth's lips buzzed, but no sound came out.

He didn't realize that his body had been worn out a long time ago. In the depths of the chaos, in the space formed by the subconscious mind of the Lord of All Things, human beings cannot move for a long time.

The reason why such a form can be maintained is only supported by that spirit.

Therefore, he also didn't realize that when he reached out, trying to touch the beating heart in his chest.

——It is really able to hold out the phantom of the heart, or what can be called the crystallization of the soul.

Instinctively, he tried to fill that void with his own heart.

The darkness receded like the tide.

At the moment when the painting named "Xie Chuji" was completely put together, Luo Xi breathed a sigh of relief, unable to stop being sleepy and exhausted.

He fell asleep.

Open your eyes, in front of you is a long and endless steps, extending all the way to the highest point of the palace.

And at his feet, the painting made of sand has disappeared, leaving only a ring with a strange shape.

Going up the steps, the young man stopped in front of the huge throne.

Xie Chuji was sitting on it, wearing a crown and a velvet robe, breathing gently, sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, the eyelashes of the person intoxicated in the dream trembled.

He wanted to say, Xie Chuji, you are finished, I will definitely break up with you after I go back, you'd better kneel down and admit your mistake with me first.

He wanted to say, although I really forgot to teach you how to love yourself, but you still think that you didn't tell me anything to make things like this, and I will never like you again.

He wants to say...

But in the end, he just smiled at the slowly opening eyes on the throne.

On the throne, Xie Chuji, who had a long, long dream, gradually turned from dazed to sober.

"Good morning."

The young man tried his best to greet the boyfriend who had been put back together in a nonchalant tone.

"Chuji, what is your identity today?"

The author says:

It's over...but please don't throw flowers (and don't hit me) yet!There is also a future discussion (?) that is expected to be around [-] words;

Including how Xiao Xie was kicked out without an ID card, including the friends Luo Luo met in the dreamland (?), including the time when Luo Luo fell asleep after completing the puzzle, what happened, how Xiao Xie came back, Then it's really over (serious);

But the problem now is that I (...) kind of want to put the next day’s talk on the weekend update, because I found that if I update this week and next weekend, I can have a hard work list (and put it on the weekend update, and I can write less 1w word extra)...

Just, otherwise, let's talk about it on the weekend later in the day!Give the story a perfect ending during the happy holiday, and let me play games happily these few days (?);

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!