Otaku's beauty doppelgänger

Chapter 184 The Last Dance
The street lamp stood alone at the bridgehead, silent.

A beam of yellow light spilled from its top, and the color became thicker and lighter as it went down.

After the falling snowflakes entered the beam of light, they were covered with a layer of gold. They were like groups of golden feathers, falling freely and freely in the beam of light, and finally paved the ground golden.

However, the world outside the beam of light was pitch black, and the snow could not be seen, nor could the sound of snow be heard.

This beam of light divides this space into two worlds, one is dark and deep, and the other is golden and warm. They are connected.

This bright red is a blood-colored robe, which is dragged on the ground long, extending from the edge of the beam of light to the center of the beam of light. Under the robe is a petite and exquisite figure, and in her hand, there is still a person in her arms. This person shrinks, looking even thinner than her.

These two people are naturally the puppet and her master Shen Qiu.

Just now she was dying and struggling to burn her origin to escape the encirclement of the seven groups, then flew directly to the hospital and took away her master, and finally returned here—their last home.

The girl hugged the old man quietly, cautiously, as if it was the most precious thing in the world, the blood in her beautiful eyes had faded, and her clarity was restored, and the look in her eyes looking at the old man revealed endless attachment, pity and love.

For her, the old man was someone who had accompanied her all her life. Although she had only woken up for three days, all her memories were revived the moment she woke up.

Everything that happened between the two of them for decades, one after another, seems to be just yesterday.

The feelings that erupted at this moment were so strong and profound that in her heart, the old man was not only her master, but also her father, her elder brother, her best friend, and even her father. lovers.

She hated herself for not waking up earlier. Otherwise, how could he have suffered so much torture?
So she wants to avenge him, she wants to kill all the people who brought him pain, no one can hurt him without punishment!

Too bad she can't do it anymore.

The girl stretched out her hand and caressed the old man's sleeping face pitifully. This face was so old and helpless, and all the deep lines were hidden in pain, but he could only bear it alone.

When she fell asleep, he was awake, leading her through mountains and rivers, going through hardships, and narrated his heart to her who was sleeping; when she was awake, he fell asleep, like a faint flame in the vast snowfield, which may be extinguished at any time.

God seems to have made a joke with them, so that they will never be able to face each other soberly.

"I won't let you die, you will definitely live a good life." The girl murmured to herself, "But you may never know when you wake up, there was someone in this world who lived for you for three days Bar."

At this moment, two sounds broke through the air, followed by two figures, but it was Ye Han and Zhou Qian who arrived.

When they were about to rush to the hospital, Ye Han suddenly thought of this possibility. Just in case, she sent Hu Fei and the others to the hospital, while she and Zhou Qian rushed here. The result was just as she expected. Sure enough, the puppet brought the old man here.

The two of them stood in the dark world outside the beam of light, silently looking at the bright red streak in the beam of light and the haggard old man in her arms.

In their eyes, the girl at this time is like the torch that is about to burn out, exuding the last bright light.

The girl didn't respond to the arrival of the two, and still hugged the old man tightly.

At this time, except for the old man in her arms, she no longer cared about everything else.

"Do you know?" The girl suddenly spoke, her voice was soft, as if she was worried that she would wake up the beloved in her arms, "When he was young, he took me to the stage every day. On the three-foot stage, I danced lightly, He won countless cheers. Behind the three-foot stage, he stared at me with a smile, and gently led me with the silver thread in his hand. I knew every thought of his, and he knew every thought of mine. Our hearts have been together since the beginning Melted together."

The girl stopped, and gently brushed off a piece of snowflakes that fell on the old man's face, and continued: "However, he has led me to dance thousands of times behind the scenes, but he has never been able to sit in front and watch me dance for him." one time."

The breath on the girl's body began to weaken rapidly, and more and more snowflakes fell on them. She could no longer hold up the sky for the old man to protect him from the wind and snow.

"Before I die, I just want to dance a piece of his favorite dance for him, is that okay?" The girl's voice became lower and lower, revealing endless weakness.

The two in the darkness didn't speak, they just took a step back silently.

"Thank you."

Gently hugging the old man, let him lean on the lamp post, the girl began to gently arrange his clothes, just like he used to dress her with incomparable care, smoothing out even a wrinkle.

Finally, the girl held up the drooping head of the old man, and gently kissed the chapped lips.

The two lips touched each other for a long time, but the same cold lips touched each other, and what they brought was still cold.

The old man didn't respond, but a blood-red tear suddenly appeared in the corner of the girl's eye. It slowly slid down from the corner of her eye, leaving a bloodstain, and finally dripped into the old man's heart.

The girl stood up and came to the center of the light beam.

There is not much time left for her, and he is still waiting to see her dance.

"Dong dong ding, dong dong ding."

The empty drum music came from nowhere, faint and empty. In this music, the girl faced the old man and danced his favorite dance.

With fluttering long sleeves and twirling red robes, her graceful figure is like willows in March, charming and affectionate, singing and smiling, blooming infinite brilliance.

In a trance, the girl's mind floated up the long time when the old man was with her.

That night, he was as happy as a child, yelling crazily because he finally presented her to the world. Promised a lifetime oath: this life will never leave.

On that day, he put on red makeup and strings for her, and taught her how to dance on the stage, showing her most beautiful figure to the world.

In that month, he took her to the stage countless times, causing countless people to applaud them frantically, and he still refused to stop until his palms became red. When he took her out to call the curtain, the flying petals would They drown.

Until that moment, he carried her on his back, and with his bloody and mutilated hands, he fled in a hurry from the sea of ​​flames, looking at the figure swallowed by the flames with tears streaming down his face.

In that year, he took her to wander endlessly, traveling through thousands of mountains and rivers, and experiencing the hardships of the world. However, even so, he still did not forget to tidy up her clothes every day and tell her the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys in his heart.

In this life, they have never been separated, they have enjoyed prosperity, they have endured adversity, they are dependent on each other through life and death, and they will never leave.

However, after all, she woke up too late and left too early.

In just three days, before he could even open his eyes to take a look at her, she had already reached the end of her life.

The red figure is still dancing on the golden stage, and this touch of red has become the most eye-catching color in this world at this time.

The falling snowflakes and the dark night sky seem to be intoxicated by her graceful figure, falling and watching with fascination.

But in the girl's eyes, her audience is only one.

Gradually, the girl's figure seemed to become somewhat transparent, and as time went by, this sense of transparency became more and more intense. In the end, she could actually see the darkness of the night behind her.

At the same time, a red ball of light appeared on her chest, it was so eye-catching in the girl's translucent body.

The girl's movements became slower and slower, and she lost her strength.

After she stopped dancing, she moved to the old man with difficulty, hugged him tightly with her translucent body, and the ball of red light also began to slowly sink into the old man's body.

In the end, she raised her hand and put it on the old man's face. With infinite nostalgia and reluctance, she turned into nothingness and disappeared completely.

The red robe fell quietly, covering the old man's body that had suddenly recovered.

"I envy her very much." In the darkness, Zhou Qian suddenly said.

"Envy the old man to have someone who loves him so much?"

"No, I envy that girl."

(End of this chapter)