The sand sculpture little sun dressed as a paranoid villain

Being stared at by seven pairs of eyes like this, Ye Zhuo couldn't help but feel numbness in his back.

"Oh, I went wrong. I'm sorry to bother you. Let me take my leave." Ye Zhuo said, wanting to slip away without hesitation.

As a result, an undeniable force was applied to his wrist, and he was pulled in through the air.

The next second, the door was slammed shut.

In the hall, only he and the seven Fu Yiyang who looked very different were left.

Ye Zhuo didn't panic.

Even when Fu Yiyang was the craziest, at most he was not allowed to get out of bed, and he was not even willing to hurt his fingers.

He is the man who came to be Fu Yiyang's destiny!

Ye Zhuo walked over swaggeringly, and a super-magnificent crystal throne appeared in the middle of the room, surrounded by pearls and treasures, piled with flowers underneath, and pink petals even fell from the air.

Isn't this just for me!It is a bit of a conscience to count as the number one believer.

So Ye Zhuo strode forward, sat down on the crystal throne, and said, "Fu Yiyang, what's the matter with you? Why are you still split?"

Seven Fu Yiyang together: "Yes."

Ye Zhuo: ...

It's hard to talk to a person like this!

In the end, Fu Yiyang who was cooking and eating in the open kitchen came to him, bent slightly, holding a plate of rose-shaped desserts in his hands.

He stared at Ye Zhuo and said intently: "Ye Zhuo, I want to feed you. I want to give you all the delicious food. I want to feed you."

Ye Zhuo couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

It looks delicious.It's not bad to talk while eating.

Just as he was thinking, Fu Yiyang, who was wiping the knife, slashed over with a single knife, and cut the dessert and the dinner plate in half: "Don't touch what others give you. Don't look at others. Don't talk to others." He Said coldly, his eyes were about to burn.

Ye Zhuo: Fu Yiyang, you are gone.

Before he could speak, a knife appeared in the hand of the cook Fu Yiyang, and the two Fu Yiyang suddenly fought together.

What the hell!Ye Zhuo was shocked.

"Don't pay attention to them, they are sick." The third Fu Yiyang said, "Ye Zhuo, my leg is hurt, my mental power field is broken, I am in so much pain...you hurt me, I am going to die gone."

"I miss you so much, Ye Zhuo, you left me, why did you leave me. I can't sleep every day. I can't hold on anymore." Another Fu Yiyang said.

"They can't. They can't protect you at all. Come with me, and I will take you to my world. I promise it will be very interesting and you will like it." Another Fu Yiyang said.

"Ye Zhuo, smell it well...what to do, I want to kiss you. You are mine. Let's kill everyone else, leaving only the two of us, okay?" Another Fu Yiyang said.

By the way, there is also an eight-year-old Fu Yiyang holding Ye Zhuo's leg. "Ye Zhuo, have you come to sing for me?" the child said.

"Ahhh, I'm crazy, my head hurts, please stop arguing, and stop fighting!" Ye Zhuo shouted, and a ray of sunshine threw it at the two Fu Yiyang who were huddled together, "Hey, I'm talking Doesn't it work?"

The two finally stopped.

Ye Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't be noisy, you just...ah yes-tell your story!"

After a few minutes, Ye Zhuo finally figured out the situation.

Probably because some of the past was too difficult to bear, Fu Yiyang split into seven different people in this space.

One was eight-year-old Fu Yiyang, a child who had just seen the light for the first time.

One is Fu Yiyang whose mental power field has just been destroyed, his face is pale and haggard.

One is Fu Yiyang, who is obsessed with cooking, and there seems to be only three words left in his mind, "Feed him".

One was Fu Yiyang during the two years when Ye Zhuo left. He was very mentally ill, and he was keen on squatting in the corner to smoke, and his whole body was devastated.

One is the bloodlust in Fu Yiyang's heart.

One is the desire for monopoly in Fu Yiyang's heart.

There is another one that is amazing - that is Fu Yiyang in the original book "Love in the Starry Sky", the big villain who turned his hands into clouds and turned his hands into rain.

I have to say, this Fu Yiyang's painting style is obviously different from others!And why is there such a Fu Yiyang in this "fate" illusion?Ye Zhuo couldn't figure it out either.

"Hey, how are you?" Ye Zhuo looked at the injured version of Fu Yiyang first.

The man's legs were still bleeding, and he looked so pitiful that he couldn't even stand up.

"I'm so dizzy, I can't see clearly, I'm going to faint, Ye Zhuo." The injured Fu Yiyang leaned against the wall, standing reluctantly, looking pitiful.

Ye Zhuo was so distressed that he hurried over and threw a bunch of healing spells at him.In the end, I don't know what happened, the wound couldn't stop bleeding, Fu Yiyang still looked like he was about to die, he put his arms around Ye Zhuo's waist and let him lean on him.

"Leave him alone, he himself has been preventing his wounds from healing. This man is acting miserable." The murderous version of Fu Yiyang said, "Since you want to die so much, why don't I come—"

"What a ghost!" Ye Zhuo knocked on his head, "Your hands are covered with blood, hurry up and wash them off!"

Then the other Fu Yiyang started again.

"Ye Zhuo... I can neither fight nor grab anything, as long as you allow me to stay by your side... I just want this. Ye Zhuo, don't you want me?" This is the funeral version of Fu Yiyang.

"Don't trust them, they are all acting school, they are selling miserably, what do you want to do with them? Ye Zhuo, come and taste this tiramisu. Only I love you the most, and only I know what you want most." This is the cook's version of Fu Yiyang.

"Why can't you just look at me alone. Do you like them more than me? Ye Zhuo, I want to hide you..." This is the exclusive version of Fu Yiyang.

Finally, the original version of Fu Yiyang spoke.He looked around and said, "I'm not targeting individuals, I mean, everyone here is hot chicken. Why don't you lock him in the room with a chain? That way he won't leave. "

"I think you are a hot chicken." Ye Zhuo said speechlessly, "I don't know you at all if I'm serious, okay, and chain me up, if you are sick, go and get treated."

The original version of Fu Yiyang was silent for three seconds: "Are you really a sucker for misery?" The man spit out a mouthful of blood in an instant: "I was miserable too. I was injured too. I'm going to die too. Come and have mercy on me."

Ye Zhuo really wanted to give him a kick...

Then I heard the eight-year-old Fu Yiyang shake Ye Zhuo's hand, and said pitifully: "They are all bad guys, they are so scary, woo woo, brother Ye Zhuo, take me away."

Brother Ye Zhuo!Fu Yiyang called him that!Fu Yiyang was so sweet when he was young!

Ye Zhuo was so happy, he was so elated, he hugged Fu Basui back to his crystal throne, coughed a few times, and directed to the cook Fu Yiyang: "Hey, what are you still looking at, what about some small cakes?" Yes, come and feed me and the children."

"We're hungry too. We're going to die of hunger." The other Fu Yiyang said in unison.

"Really?" Ye Zhuo was dubious.

Anyway, in the end, it was cooked by Fu Yiyang, the cook version, for eight people.

Ye Zhuo sent the original version of Fu Yiyang to monitor him to prevent him from poisoning the food. It seemed that the cook really wanted to poison other Fu Yiyang to death.

When the meal was ready, a long table appeared in the living room, where Ye Zhuo and the seven Fu Yiyang ate together.

"What should I do?" While eating, Ye Zhuo couldn't help but distressed, "I thought it would be something like the tragic memory of the past in an infinite loop, so I came to catch people, what is this now? What's the situation? Fu Yiyang, do you know how to get out?"

"Why did you go out?" the seven Fu Yiyang said in unison.

"Ah? Has it been here all this time?"

"Why can't you stay here forever?"

Depend on!Ye Zhuo found out that Fu Yiyang was stuck here and didn't want to leave!

"There is everything here. The playground you want to play, the food you want to taste, if you want, we can create a street, a city, and all the people in it. Even a world. All you Anything you want can be found here." A Fu Yiyang said seductively.

"Stay here, brother Ye Zhuo." Another Fu Yiyang said.

All Fu Yiyang looked at him.

Seeing such eyes, Ye Zhuo suddenly felt...a little sad.

What if he hadn't come in to find Fu Yiyang.

How long will Fu Yiyang be stuck in this memory?

"Let me sing you a song." Ye Zhuo said.

Without waiting for Fu Yiyang and the others to say anything, he hummed in a low voice.

He sang "The World".

This is a song that describes all the beautiful things in this world.

When Ye Zhuo sang, many moments that made him happy also appeared in his mind.

For example, stepping on the beach, the comfortable feeling of wanting to sink into it.

Such as the fragrance of flowers in the woods, the singing of birds, the breeze, and the smell of green grass.

For example, the parade of floats in the playground, all the laughing and applauding crowds.

For example, the first handful of snow, the first cup of tea, and the moon that peeked out.

Such as the sound of the city and the flashing neon lights, the crowds and laughter at night.

Like the burning kiss of a lover on his lips.

These are "worlds", the world he wants to present to Fu Yiyang.He wanted to take Fu Yiyang to see and feel all the beauty.

The two of them.

After he finished singing, there was silence in the air, and time was so viscous that it seemed that it would no longer flow.

Ye Zhuo asked, "Fu Yiyang, what did you hear?"

"You." Fu Yiyang said together.

No first snow, no sun, no scorched sand.

Nothing at all.

They just... heard Ye Zhuo.

This is the only and all beauty in their world.

Ye Zhuo did not expect to hear this answer.He was in a trance, and he didn't even realize that the eight-year-old version of Fu Yiyang had disappeared from this hall.

Then he suddenly received... the power of faith.

It's not from one person, it's not a power of faith, it's from several people, overwhelming power of faith.

Two years after he left Small World, he hadn't felt the power of faith for a long, long time.

Too much.

That kind of power melted into his bones and blood, and cracked every inch of his body.

There is only half of the godhead left, and it bears the power of the power of faith. Its fingertips, toes, every corner of the body, and even every breath and heartbeat are trembling by that power.

The godhead struggled, as if trying to break free from that force, but was imprisoned in place by the force.

Ye Zhuo felt dizzy, as if fireworks were ignited before his eyes.

His legs were weak, and he fell backwards onto a big soft bed.

Fu Yiyang and the rest spoke one by one.At first Ye Zhuo could tell who was who, but later he couldn't tell.

"You are not the real Ye Zhuo."

"I imagined you."

"But you look like him. I imagined you too real."

"You have all my faith."

"You are my only God."

"you are mine."

"Have mercy on me."

"Love me."

"with me."

"together forever."

In this voice, in all the power of faith, Ye Zhuo felt that he was bewitched.

The author has something to say: there is nothing A Jiang is not allowed to write, hahaha!

Thank you sisters, I love you, oh, hold on!

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