I am always pushed back

Wang Chuan suddenly fell into darkness when he heard Qing Ji's soft voice.

It was different from the previous dead loops, but this darkness was really frightening. In this darkness, Wang Chuan thought of his promise to Qing Ji, and shouted as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Kiyohime! Kiyohime! Kiyohime!!! Kiyohime where are you!!!"

"Hmm?! Senior, it seems that our Chaldea doesn't have Kiyohime yet?"

"Um?!!?"

The scene in front of him suddenly became bright, and Wang Chuan saw the familiar ceiling and Mashu beside the bed.

Wang Chuan started to panic when Mashu told him that Qingji didn't exist.

It was as if something was missing in his heart. In these reincarnations, a person named Qingji had been imprinted in his heart. Moreover, there was such a promise...

With reluctance, he rushed to the room that belonged to Qingji in his memory.

It was empty, filled with clutter and dust.

It was as if a string had broken, and Wang Chuan sat down on the ground, trembling.

“This is impossible… This…”

There seemed to be something in his pocket, and Wang Chuan took it out as if possessed.

Those are some holy crystals.

For some reason, right here, Wang Chuan performed a summoning. However, there was a flickering light in the summoning array, but after the end, the center was empty and nothing appeared.

A bit desperate...

This was the feeling in his heart, but Wang Chuan's eyes were suddenly covered by two gentle hands.

"Ah, Master Anzhen, Qingji is here."

"Qingji, is that you?"

"Anzhen-sama is Qingji, the Qingji who will be with you forever."

Without hesitation, Wang Chuan turned around and hugged Qing Ji tightly in his arms.

..............

Unbeknownst to Wang Chuan, many heroes smiled without warning. Their smiles were equally bright and satisfying.

Chapter 1 of Yandere Fu Hua

According to legend, there is a mysterious and powerful protector of the land of China.

She has white hair and red eyes, wears a robe of flames, and walks among the white clouds; she is extremely powerful, and her strength can split the sky; she has protected China for thousands of years and has never changed.

Perhaps the most conclusive evidence of the existence of the Red Kite Immortal in the world is that long ago, when the Western Saint Kallen led her troops to invade the land of China, the Red Kite Immortal appeared and single-handedly repelled the invaders.

However, to this day, the Red Kite Immortal has disappeared, and everything about her seems to have become a real, vague and boundless legend.

For the land of China, the Red Kite Immortal is their patron saint, a patron saint who now only exists in legends.

"........."

Fu Hua silently looked at everything in front of her, yet she felt out of place and excluded.

Now she has lost her immortality and most of her power. She no longer has the ability to become the patron saint of Shenzhou.

She has experienced too much and forgotten too much.

Such important friends, such colors, and such experiences in life gradually fade and are forgotten with the passage of time.

The only thing Fu Hua could vaguely remember was the promise that made her feel extremely important and worth her all - to protect the peace of the Chinese land.

This promise was like a mark engraved on her body, on her skin, and deep in her heart, it was unforgettable.

Looking at the gloomy sky with rain falling, Fu Hua in the teahouse quietly took a sip of the green tea in front of her, then stood up silently.

Because she was already a frequent visitor here, after a slight gesture to the waiter, Fu Hua picked up her oil-paper umbrella, put on her light blue cheongsam, and gently walked into the rainy, dimly visible streets and alleys.

As if affected by the gloomy and rainy day, Fu Hua's mood also became melancholy.

I don't know what I am living for. I want to protect China but I don't have the strength to do so. I have no friends and I live alone. I don't fit in with this world. I feel sad and lonely. I live like a walking corpse every day.

Red Kite Immortal?

But what does that have to do with me, Fu Hua?

Fu Hua, with a bit of the melancholy sentimentality of an oriental woman, walks in the lonely alley holding an oil-paper umbrella, just like the euphemistic woman in the ink painting.

But she didn't know that she had attracted someone's attention.

Just like a poem or a painting, in this misty rain alley, Wang Chuan saw such a girl.

It was not the lust caused by hormone secretion, nor was it the curiosity about an unfortunate person who looked so sad, but perhaps it was the destined fate.

As if possessed by a magic spell, when passing by the ethereal and boundless woman who seemed to have walked out of an ancient poem or painting, Wang Chuan stopped and turned around.

"Um.....hello?"

He turned around and looked at Fu Hua, and hesitated for a moment, as if he didn't know how to greet such a woman. In the end, Wang Chuan chose an ordinary and seemingly a little bad beginning.

"Ok?"

The beautiful eyebrows had a slight curve. Fu Hua took advantage of her oil-paper umbrella, half covering her face, in such a hazy and mysterious mist, and cast her gaze towards Wang Chuan.

He looked at this stranger who had come into his sight for the first time in a long time.

As if he was shocked by Fu Hua's behavior, Wang Chuan suddenly became speechless as he looked at her lifeless face due to melancholy.

But he finally gave the story a head start.

"Um...may I ask your name, young lady?"

"......"

Fu Hua was silent, which made Wang Chuan feel a little awkward and flustered. It was as if Wang Chuan felt like a clown trying to make the girl laugh.

Feeling a little like backing out, yet also a little panicked, Wang Chuan continued to speak.

"If you don't want to, girl, you don't have to tell me your name, it's okay, haha..."

"My name is Fu Hua, please remember."

It seemed that this was a rare touch of color in her silent life. Looking at Wang Chuan like this, Fu Hua's sad heart was suddenly soothed a little.

"What an interesting person." This was Fu Hua's initial evaluation of Wang Chuan.

This is also where the story begins.

After a brief beginning, it seemed like a simple love story. At the beginning, the two of them seemed to have an unspeakable fate and experienced many encounters and coincidences.

In such coincidences, both Wang Chuan and Fu Hua couldn't help but have the thought, "Could she/he like me?" After all, with so many coincidences, it seemed that it could only be intentional.

For Wang Chuan, this was just a self-deprecating guess. He didn't think he could make a woman like Fu Hua, who had a rich inner world, fall in love with him at first sight, even though he also had an extremely beautiful appearance. But for Fu Hua, she felt that she didn't seem to hate this feeling.

Coincidences happen more and more, and we gradually get used to them, and they become an indispensable part of life. In fact, without them, we may feel unexpectedly uncomfortable.

At least, when Fu Hua found herself slowly accepting the existence of Wang Chuan by her side, just like the friend who existed by her side a century or a long time ago, she wanted to refuse, because Fu Hua really didn't want to experience the pain of having the memory of an important person shattered by time.

However, Fu Hua found that she couldn't do it.

Just like a typical and gentle love, in the long days, the two of them were sure that they had each other in their lives. Although they were both reserved and didn't say anything more, they didn't show anything more.

So life is just plain and simple.

Although for Fu Hua, this opportunity allowed her to temporarily forget the pain of the past and enjoy the beauty of the present, which was already an extremely happy opportunity.

But just like a normal and ordinary story, things always change.

Collapse has once again befallen the land of Shenzhou, and as one of the most powerful warriors secretly in Shenzhou at that time, Wang Chuan would of course set out to fight against the Collapse.

However, at the moment of ending the final and most powerful collapse in Shenzhou, Wang Chuan's life flew into the sky like a red kite.

That attack was originally aimed at Fu Hua.

But Wang Chuan pushed Fu Hua away, saving her from danger.

Although it was not like the bloody plot in other stories, where he pushed the person away and then stood there motionless to be beaten, but even though Wang Chuan tried his best to resist and avoid the last blow in the life of the collapsed emperor after saving Fu Hua, such behavior was very powerless.

The final blow of the Honkai Emperor is over, and it will die.

And Wang Chuan, like the collapsed emperor, is about to face such a moment in his life.

Facing Fu Hua, Wang Chuan collapsed on the ground, uttering the last words he could say in his life intermittently.

“Don’t… forget…”

Unfortunately, before he could finish saying these few words, Wang Chuan's trembling hand, which was stroking Fu Hua's crying face, became weak and slowly fell down.

Life became stagnant again, and Fu Hua's sorrow was even greater than before.

Because I got it with great difficulty, but then I lost it as if it was a joke from God.

I don’t know how many years have passed, but Fu Hua no longer has the energy to record them.

Tianming approached Fu Hua and wanted to make her join Tianming in exchange for protecting Shenzhou.

Perhaps it was because of her own hesitation, or perhaps it was because of her decadence or her persistence in the promise. Fu Hua was struggling with this invitation from fate.

However, after accidentally seeing the Hyperion being repaired in the Tianming Port area, Fu Hua decisively accepted the invitation.

Of course it was not because of the Hyperion, but because of the people on board, because of its captain.

Staring at that person intently, Fu Hua's silent heart was stirred again.

Could it be that I had actually encountered such an ethereal reincarnation in this world?

"Is this........the fate arranged by God............"

Looking at that back, Fu Hua felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

As if sensing Fu Hua's undisguised gaze, the figure turned around, hesitated for a moment, and spoke to Fu Hua.

"Hello... um?"

"Huh? Oh..."

Looking at this face that was exactly the same as the one in her unforgettable memory, Fu Hua was a little dazed.

"Excuse me, miss, could you tell me your name?"

After hesitating for a while, Fu Hua spoke like this.

"My name is Fu Hua, please remember this name."

Chapter 2 of Yandere Fu Hua

Because of Wang Chuan, Fu Hua agreed to Tianming's conditions.

Join the destiny and be sent by the destiny. And the destiny will also take on the responsibility of protecting Shenzhou.

As for the former Red Kite Immortal, he actually surrendered to the Western forces? The guardian of Shenzhou became the thug of other forces?

In the end, Fu Hua just watched Wang Chuan in the dark and let go of these disturbing thoughts.

"The patron saint of Shenzhou is the Red Kite Immortal, and I have fulfilled my promise to protect Shenzhou. As for the rest, what does the Red Kite Immortal have to do with me, Fu Hua?"

Thinking of this, Fu Hua's heart slowly began to beat only for the man who had opened her emotional heart for the first time.

To be honest, in the battle to protect China, Fu Hua was desperate when she saw Wang Chuan sacrifice himself for her and slowly lose his breath of life.

My heart quietly closed up, and I became confused and extremely decadent again.

However, when she met the reincarnated Wang Chuan outside the Hyperion, Fu Hua felt that her heart was beating slowly again after all this time.

And I am not living like a walking corpse.

After meeting Wang Chuan of this life for the first time, Fu Hua did not rashly go up to him and express her strong desire to communicate with him.

After all, to Wang Chuan in this life, I am still just a stranger and an insignificant person.

Although, he is still him.

His voice, appearance and smile have not changed. His gaze, personality and dazzling smile are still as attractive as ever. His deep self is still the same, just as Fu Hua herself is familiar with, and has not changed.

Perhaps, it was as if Wang Chuan had never changed, and had always been exactly the same person that Fu Hua knew and loved. Even the essence deep in his soul was still the same soul.

The only thing that has changed is that in his heart, I am just a stranger he just met...

Seeing Wang Chuan like that, Fu Hua was happy. But when she thought that she was just a stranger in his heart, Fu Hua's heart was secretly hurt.

Joined the Destiny and became its Valkyrie.