[Tutorial] Butterfly Effect

The endless darkness makes people unable to stretch out their fingers, and everything around them is nothingness, sinking without bounds.Women only feel that they are falling infinitely, slowly and bottomlessly.

This posture is a bit ridiculous, like a pill falling from the esophagus, slowly, slowly being dissolved, digested and absorbed.In fact, the current situation is the same, the waterfall-like long hair is scattered, thick and fluffy like seaweed.Her naked body was only wrapped in black silk, and she felt that her body was gradually being separated, even her consciousness.

"Hey...stupid woman...I'm Prison Temple..."

"Damn it! It's impossible for you not to recognize me...it doesn't matter if you hate me...how can you pretend you don't know me..."

"Sir, I've already said that I don't know you. And now I have nothing to do with Pengo Li, please go back."

"I promise that Silvia will not hurt Pengo Li's people, the two of you should go back."

"Kuji... calm down."

"...Ah Qing..."

The successive voices wandered into the woman's mind like light leaking from the gap.She seemed to be covering her head in pain, unable to bear these sudden voices.The chaotic timbre and shattered memories swarmed in my mind bit by bit, as painful as if it was about to explode.

She moved her arms, trying to struggle to swim upstream.These calls pounded her heart one by one, as if she was about to suffocate.Although she didn't understand why such words could bring her turmoil, she subconsciously felt that...someone was waiting for her.

The woman opened her eyes, and there was a dead silence like the depths of the ocean.

She began to want to restrain the tendency of falling downwards, and she couldn't stop struggling.

"Where are you going?" In the darkness, a hand stretched out and grabbed her wrist tightly.

"...?" She turned her head, watching the same woman slowly walking out of the black mist.The same jet-black long hair, the same eyes, similar as reflected in a mirror.

"We belong here."

"...But I always feel that someone is calling me." She glanced back at the woman in front of her and lowered her brows.The thick long hair spread out as if soaked in sea water, and the fine strands of hair caressed her cheeks, looking very eerie.

She covered her ears in pain, the sound of someone shouting in her mind.

"That woman can't just leave like this..."

——Is that the woman you are talking about?

"Don't think about it, we are the same person." The woman in front of her bent slightly and reached out to caress her cheek.The eyes that are as beautiful as peaches and plums are full of searching and bewilderment.

She blinked her eyes wearily, feeling that everything in front of her eyes was slowly blurring.The woman's face was gradually becoming unclear in the black mist, and she could only feel the opening and closing of the woman's lips, as if to induce something.Just like a tablet that dissolves in water, it slowly breaks through the outer layer of sugar coating, then becomes soft, then splits and dissolves... and finally is slowly absorbed.

She felt the woman beside her gently hugging her, and slowly sinking down again, the endless hell.

"...Ah Qing..."

She raised her eyebrows, as if she felt that the voice was very familiar.Low and hoarse, like a wounded beast.Powerless yet sad.

Her throat was dry, she opened her mouth, but she couldn't name the voice.

She turned her head to look at the woman who was embracing her, with a willing expression on her face... The curled eyelashes flickered, casting a heavy shadow on the eyelids.There is a contented arc on the lips, as if waiting for thousands of years... Why do you feel willing to disappear like this.

She blinked and looked at the woman beside her in puzzlement.

"Lian Qing—you talk!!!!!!"

She suddenly opened her radiant eyes wide, and the sight in front of her was slowly blurred by sourness.In the blink of an eye, I feel that the scene is constantly switching, and some broken scenes are constantly passing by at high speed, and I can't wait to pour into my mind.

"Lian Qing...?"

She murmured, as if she was slowly digesting this desperate and unwilling voice.

"I'm going to take a look..." Her hands and feet began to struggle, trying to break free from the woman's embrace.Long black hair lingered on the side of her face, brushed her arms, and drifted away.The woman's hot skin was imprinted on her slightly cool arms, which was very scorching.

The woman opened her eyes, and there was a soundless depth in her eyes.She tightly hugged the body that wanted to break free from the cage, like a last prayer.

"Let go of me..."

Obviously there was something in my mind that I couldn't forget, but it flashed and then dissipated immediately, as if I was saying a final farewell.She could only open her eyes wide and watch the darkness gradually envelop herself, sinking deeper and deeper.Like a drowning person, struggling helplessly, watching the light spot refracted on the water surface get farther and farther away from him, and finally swallowed by the dark blue silence.

what's there -

What she can't forget—

She desperately wanted to push away the embrace of the person beside her, and her nails scratched her own body, as well as the other person's.The deep red and dark red scars are shocking, but no pain can be felt.

"Don't go..." While struggling, she saw the lips of the woman next to her open and close, with begging and sadness in her eyes.

It was only a little short.It can truly be called a community.From then on, she could become Sylvia and be with that person forever.So what if it's not your own soul... Anyway, I've been waiting for so long, so I don't care anymore.At least this moment... is willing to dissipate for it.

She froze for a moment, and paused to break free.

She saw that this woman's eyes were full of affection for a person, the reflection of that person.But why she doesn't remember anything...

Who is Lian Qing?

"I like you, Prisoner."

……

When did this happen?

She opened her mouth, her eyes gradually moistened, and a mist obscured her vision.Tears ran across the face like a curtain of rain, and two lines of hot salty liquid flowed across the cold skin, as if it was about to flow into the heart.He fiercely pushed away the woman beside him, even stretched out his elbow regardless of the image, and hit the woman's chest fiercely, trying to restrain her again.A sharp pain crossed her heart—but she couldn't remember anything?

The name that flashed just now, whose name is it?

She covered her mouth, and tears poured out like a gate.She felt sad, but she couldn't think of anything, her heart was empty, as if she had lost many important things.

She kept avoiding that woman's restraints over and over again, whether it was pushing, kicking, hiding, or biting, in short, she didn't want to be swallowed so vaguely.

—Please, let me go back.

>>>

The atmosphere in the small ward was stalemate.The glass shards all over the floor, the collapsed storage shelves, and the pungent smell of medicine all around prove what happened just now.It was a mess, it was horrible.

Both of the two people in front of them are equipped with supernatural powers that ordinary people cannot possess, and if they act rashly, they will only eat back their own spirit.And Yinsi knew that he couldn't make a move against Sylvia, and Lian Rui... he was even more hesitant.

His leader just stood behind silently, watching everything that happened before.

Lian Rui brushed her fine hair by her ears, took Sylvia's hand, and smiled gently: "Since they don't want to leave, let's avoid it for a while. It seems that they are not in a good mood Let them calm down." He looked up at the silent prison temple, and smiled softly.

As much as he wanted the two of them to leave quickly, he couldn't use the power.One is that these are all Vengley's people, and Sylvia has just been resurrected, and he doesn't want her to see that he has hurt the members of her beloved family; the other is that since Sylvia's resurrection, the souls have merged, The ability also naturally returned to her hands.

Now he is no longer the controller of these abilities, but some special power flows through the mother, and Sylvia holds all the lost and recovered abilities.

Sylvia nodded, and took a last look at the man in front of her, carefully avoiding the mess on the ground and passing him.She only felt that the man in front of her was a little familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere.The memory seemed to be fragmented...or in other words, it was intertwined with someone's memory.

"Lian Qing..."

Prison Temple looked like a helpless child, turned around mechanically and grabbed Sylvia's wrist.The voice trembled faintly, with an uncontrollable sadness.He stared at the woman in front of him, as if he wanted to engrave some memory in his heart.The remorse after making a painful decision to make a clean break has not been forgiven, and the sudden loss is even more difficult for him to accept.

He looked at Sylvia's face, but what he thought of was Ah Qing's frowns and smiles, his joy, anger, sorrow and joy.The eyelids drooped little by little, and the gray-green delicate eyebrows and eyes were full of complicated emotions.

"Mr. Prison Temple, you..." Lian Rui was about to walk over and brush his hand away, but a strange feeling came from his palm.

Sylvia's palms became hot little by little, she suddenly bent down and coughed violently, her pupils overflowing with struggle.The look of pain spread from the pupils little by little, rippling away like ripples, covering the entire beautiful face.

She shook off the hands holding her on both sides, and squatted down.As the body trembled, the gold bracelets in his hands collided with shocking sounds, jingling like soul-inspiring banners.

"Cough-cough-"

The scarlet liquid gushed out from his throat and splashed on Qianqiansu's hands, a little bit of viscous seeped out through the fingers.The ticking liquid splashed on the ground, hitting the broken glass to reflect a penetrating light.The fiery red robe was stained with strands of dark red, flowing into a spooky landscape.

"Sylvia..." Lian Rui hurriedly bent down to check her situation, but was pushed away.

The shards of glass slipped into the soles of the shoes, making a piercing noise.He didn't guard against his lover, and fell straight to the ground.The storage shelf behind him was overturned again, and the sound of falling books and the endless shattering of medicine canisters entered the narrow darkness.

Prison Temple watched the woman in front of her stand up with difficulty, her lips were bright red, and blood oozing slowly dripped from the corner of her mouth.The star-like eyes shone with disbelief, and the dark red and light red blood-stained robe was like a half-day red glow, which set off the lips and the blood flowing in the hands, which looked really alluring.

"...Are you Prison Temple?" The woman blinked, and the misty mist quickly condensed in her pupils, turning into rain and dew.She stepped on the shattered sharp edges and hugged him forward.

"It's you... It's you who called me, right..." She buried her head in the man's chest.The faint smell of tobacco made her feel very familiar, but she couldn't remember why it felt familiar.The slightly raised silver hair of the man in front of her, his facial features as deep as sculptured works of art, and those gray-green eyes like a clear spring all made her feel inexplicably familiar.

But she couldn't remember... she only remembered that this person was called Prison Temple.Just remember... he seemed to be calling himself.

"Ah Qing?" The line of defense in Prison Temple's eyes suddenly collapsed, his arms trembled slightly, and he wanted to hug her, but he couldn't do it, as if he would disappear if he touched her, "You are the idiot I know. A woman... right?"

"I don't remember..." The throat was dry, the tears sank into the clothes and turned into a dark water stain, "I just feel that someone is calling... as if calling me..."

Lian Rui sat up from the mess, her face covered with clouds was very gloomy, and her eyes were filled with gloom.Sylvia's soul was suppressed... Is it a rejection reaction?Or... is it because the souls of the two sides have not yet fully merged?In any case, it seems that Lian Qing has completely forgotten what happened to him.

But of course.What is inside her is Sylvia's real consciousness.After delivering her body, her memory was naturally replaced by Sylvia.

"Sylvia." There was a sinister arc on his mouth, trying to wake up his lover's soul.

Ah Qing turned his head and looked at him with a dazed expression.

In fact, she didn't remember anything, she just felt that someone was calling her.And the subconscious told her that this was important to her.In that dark ocean, she and the woman who was exactly like herself had almost exhausted all their energy.The woman had tied her to her side, and she wanted to break free and figure it out.

Eventually she came out.But everything in front of me is very strange.She doesn't remember her name, she doesn't remember what happened to her... She only knows that there is a man called Hayato, as if calling herself.

She felt a fishy sweetness in her throat, and her body hurt like it was going to be torn apart.

"Come back soon—!" It was the woman's consciousness that was pulling her.

"Who are you?" Sylvia...

The woman's scolding made her feel a tearing pain in her head, and she bent down and grabbed her hair fiercely.A wave of nausea rose from her chest, she coughed violently, and viscous liquid flowed from her mouth and poured onto the clothes of the prison temple.

"Give me back your body." It was Sylvia's voice.

"No...this is my body..." She muttered to herself like crazy, brushing away everything around her.Collapsed stents, medicine bottles rolling around, and medical certificates soaked in medicine were in a mess.

The woman wandered around as if in a daze, her bare feet stepped on the glass slag unknowingly, cutting open her fair skin.A shocking bloodstain flowed around along the footprints.

"Stupid woman... what do you want!" Prison Temple brought her back.

"This is my body..." The pupils suddenly dilated, and she seemed to be struggling in pain.The peach blossom eyes that seemed drunk but not drunk were filled with panic and hysterical madness at the moment, "But who am I? Hahaha... who am I..."

"We are one."

"Alone? Who is alone with you..." Ah Qing muttered to herself, hugging her head in pain, shaking her head as if in a daze.

Lian Rui wanted to step forward to stop her, but A Gang blocked her way.In terms of strength, he thinks he can't compare with this leader of Pengo Lie. If he had tried it before, but now all the supernatural powers he possesses have returned to Sylvia's body, what can he do with this young leader? fight?

The clear warm orange flame illuminated this small gray space, restraining Lian Rui's actions and leaving a little time for the remaining two people.All Ah Gang can do now is this one thing with meager spare energy.

The other two voices in my mind became more and more intense, almost breaking all emotions and thinking apart.Ah Qing only felt that her body and consciousness became extremely painful, her indistinct cries mixed with her vision, and she almost vomited in repulsion.

"Don't say it...don't say it..." The tears and the blood overflowing from the mouth flowed together, diluting into a light red.The charming face became distorted due to the tearing of the soul, and the heart-piercing pain and sorrow intertwined into a fatal oppression.

Prison Temple just reached out and hugged her tightly, letting the scarlet and tears stain the spotless suit.He didn't know what to do, let alone what to comfort, he only knew that the woman in front of him was being dragged by two other strands of consciousness, and now she couldn't listen to anything.Only to tell her with a firm arm that he is back and he is still there.

"Do you want to ruin all of this!!!" The sharp roar passed through the eardrums and reached his mind.Ah Qing felt that she was almost drowned in this hysterical roar.

"Shut up...!" She finally couldn't help shouting, her voice was trembling sharply, cutting through the noise of the room.The huge spiritual pollution spread along with Ah Qing's loss of control, almost making the remaining three people in the room unable to support their bodies.

The whites of her eyes slowly turned gray, and dots of black gradually took over.His expression changed, as if he was struggling with other consciousnesses.She didn't want to go back to that black, intangible place, where she would just disappear inexplicably.But that woman kept tearing at her consciousness, telling her to go back to the original place.

"Prison Temple... Ah Qing seems to be not quite right..." Ah Gang glanced back, his face darkened.

Her eyes were constantly changing colors, sometimes black and sometimes red, like a symbol that she couldn't suppress the rejection reaction in her body and was about to be backlashed by herself.She is not only Sylvia, she also bears the spiritual power of other witnesses for hundreds of years.And such strong mental fluctuations almost caused the people in the room to have a splitting headache.

"Hey... woman, wake up..." Prison Temple hastily stroked her cheek, trying to wake up Ah Qing who was in prison.Enduring a huge mental shock, he suppressed the growing thoughts in his head and his slightly blurred vision, and gently shook the thin shoulders of the woman in front of him.

However, it didn't work.She couldn't listen anymore.

Prisoner tightened his lips, looking at Ah Qing who was about to go crazy.He looked at the leader hesitantly.

Aang shook his head and sighed softly.

--How to do?

"No..." Ah Qing shook his head, trying to dispel the black mist that enveloped him.The lingering tear and uncontrollable spirit made her more miserable.

She stretched out her hand and tightly grasped the prison temple's collar, uncontrollably crying like rain.Even though she was out of control, subconsciously she understood that the dispute between the three forces had caused her body and consciousness to collapse, and now there was no turning back.If you don't stop all this here, then this piece of spiritual pollution will gradually spread.

Ah Qing opened his lips, and the salty liquid fell into his mouth.The eyes are constantly changing, sometimes as dark as stars and night, sometimes as scarlet as viscous blood.

The pity and bewilderment on the face of the man in front of her made her laugh suddenly amidst the pain in all her limbs.Although she didn't know her name or what had happened with this person before, at least she could tell that this person regarded her as important.

"Lian Qing, wake up... I still have a lot to say to you..." Looking at the woman in front of her whose eyes were gradually losing sight, the prison temple hastily hugged her even tighter.It seems that if you let go of her slightly, she will dissipate.

"Thank you, Prison Temple." Her blood-stained hand gently caressed the cheek of the person in front of her.Daodao Yinhong left terrifying marks on her fair cheeks.This may be the last sobriety.

"Stop! You can't do that!" The woman yelled hurriedly as if sensing something.

She blinked, and for the last time, a jewel-like dark red flowed in her eyes.

"Kill me... okay?"

Dead silence.

Everything returns to zero at this bang.

The author has something to say:

Another one with explosive numbers.

In the past two days, the text of the bird next door has not been updated, because this article is about to end, so I want to finish this article first.

Thank you little angels for being here all the way. . .Thinking about it coming to an end, I can't bear to _(:з」∠)_ my whole summer vacation time.