The main character did not end well

...no food and no water.

He shouldn't be hungry, he's dead, but consciousness burns with thirst, urging him to feed on something.But he really didn't have the strength, there was a faint voice in his ears, he lifted his eyelids with great effort, trying to see what hell looked like, but all he saw when he opened his eyes was an empty darkness.

Is he blind?

While this thought was passing through his mind, he also vaguely saw a silhouette appearing above his head. He couldn't see the person's face clearly, but in his chaotic consciousness, the other person said to him in surprise: "Wake up?" Yet?"

Is he not dead... He thought, he felt that the water in his body was exhausted, because excessive thirst and chaotic thoughts could feel the pain, he instinctively asked the outside world for help: "Water..."

After he said such a word, he couldn't speak any more, as if a handful of sand had been poured into his throat, and every time he said a word, the sand roughened his soft throat.Su Qi wanted to swallow his saliva to moisten his throat, but he found something wrong... Where is his throat?

Then he heard the voice say in surprise: "Do you want to drink water? But you are not human anymore."

... Could it be that he has gone to hell and become a ghost now?

"Uncle Duojia, why does he want to drink water?"

"Maybe he still thinks of himself as a human being subconsciously."

"Then what should we do now?"

The voices of their conversation became smaller and smaller in his ears, and then gradually disappeared.He fell into a drowsy sleep, and in a daze, he felt that his body seemed to be moved into a box filled with water. He floated lightly on that layer of water, and someone tried to press him down and soak in the water In the end, he simply yelled at someone at the top of his voice, "Go get a stone."

The memory was fragmented at this point, and he fell into a coma completely.

After an unknown amount of time, he woke up again with the sound of running water in his ears.He didn't need to open his eyes to see the gray sky clearly. It enveloped the world in front of him dimly and gloomyly. The world was reflected in front of his eyes very clearly. At the same time, a skull clearly appeared in his sight. looked down at him.

He stared at the skull in a daze for a long time, and the world that he thought was getting real became illusory again.

Then he heard the skull speak, "You're finally awake."

Su Qi stared at the skull that appeared above his head, he opened his mouth to speak, but found that he couldn't say anything.

Peterley looked at him in confusion, and pulled him out of the water in the coffin, "What do you want to say?"

The other party seemed to lose his voice all of a sudden, and looked down at his body in disbelief, as if he couldn't accept that he had been soaked in the water just now.Peter said embarrassingly: "It was you who said you wanted to drink water. I had to listen to Uncle Duojia and soak you in the water."

"...Is this hell?"

It took a long time for Peterley to hear the other party say such a sentence. He wondered, "This is our home."

The other party looked at him in confusion, "If it's not hell, why are you like this?"

Peterli said unhappily, "You are also like this."

……he?

Su Qi looked at the white skeleton in front of him, and slowly lowered his head to look at his body - it was also a skeleton.

Peterli was puzzled to see that the other party's skull face first showed unbelievable emotions, and then stretched out his hand with no skin and flesh to touch his own face. When he touched the eye sockets without eyelids, the other party Finally said a word slowly.

"...This is a ghost."

Peterli was very angry after hearing this, and stood up from the coffin and said, "You are the ghost. If you don't want to be an undead, you can become a ghost. You can do whatever you like. Fortunately, I am here to guard you."

... Undead?

Su Qi looked down at himself reflected in the river, and then looked around blankly.Countless coffins were floating on the river, and the angry skulls and the gray world were presented in a very real way before his eyes, so that he finally understood one thing.

"...So I'm still alive." He murmured.

He clearly and truly felt that he was dead, his body gradually became cold, his consciousness gradually blurred, and finally fell into a complete darkness, and he had no perception of anything.But now, he came back to life with another face.

Doesn't his death signify an end, but a new beginning?

Su Qi's heart suddenly felt uneasy. If death is the condition to trigger the new world, then when will he end?

"You are already dead."

These words came softly by his ear, and Su Qi looked over in awe. Against the backdrop of the gray sky and the coffin on the river, Peter stared at him with dark eyes, very strange and terrifying.

Su Qi has no doubt that if he wasn't a skeleton at this moment, he would have been covered in cold sweat and was frightened. It would be weird to be stared at by a skeleton, but the terrifying atmosphere was broken as soon as the other party opened his mouth.

Peterli muttered, "When will you accept the fact that you are dead?"

"Is the hallucination grass delicious? I feel like I'm back to being a human again, right? If I were that fellow Agarie, I would never allow you to eat these messy things. If Uncle Doga hadn't come soon, you would have It becomes a pile of dead bones."

"Where is this?" The other party asked suddenly.

Peterley still gave the same answer, and he took it for granted: "This is our home."

"But you never regarded Undead Island as your home. Maybe that fellow Agarie shouldn't have dragged your corpse back."

Su Qi sorted out his thoughts, he looked up at the still gray sky, "Why is the sky this color?"

"The sky on Undead Island is this color." Peter said coldly, "We can't see the light."

"What are undead?"

Unexpectedly, the other party asked in a gentle tone.Peterley was swallowed. He didn't know that the other party was a corpse dragged back from where by Agarie. Ever since he became an undead, he still firmly believed that he was a human being. He had almost lost his memory of being alive, but he still remembered I am a human being.

"The undead are expelled existences." Peterli whispered, "People in the Holy Continent define the undead as the souls of sinners, which will bring ominous disasters to the continent, so they expelled us from the continent."

"They all say that holy souls will go to heaven when they die, and God will bless them to become angels. Only the most filthy and sinful souls will become undead. But when people die... they will become undead."

"We are living souls, we just look a little ugly."

Peter stared at Su Qi with his dark eyes, and said to him seriously: "Don't resent Uncle Doga for preventing you from going to the human world. From the moment you become an undead, you have nothing to do with humans. If If you rashly break into the human realm, the knight will burn you to death."

"I see."

Peterley was taken aback, "You finally listened?"

God knows how many times he told this man about the precautions of the undead, but he refused to listen, insisting on going to the human place.

Peterley's heart was broken, no matter what he was pissed off, no matter what, he couldn't just watch the same kind go to death.

Now that the other party finally seemed to have come to his senses, Peter was about to jump up for joy.He reached out and patted each other's shoulders and said, "We will be of the same kind from now on. My name is Peterley. The undead have no memory. My name was given to me by Uncle Doga. I will ask him to give you a nice name later. Name, what do you think of Peterlee Two?"

"My name is Su Qi." The other party said lightly.

Peterli asked in surprise, "Do you still remember your name?"

"Remember a little bit." Su Qi put his hand into the water, he couldn't feel the touch of the river flowing in his hand and the temperature of the water at all.

He can no longer feel the traces of his being alive, and the only thing that makes him sure that he is still alive is his brain that can still think.However, he is now completely empty, just a skeleton.

Su Qi was in a complicated mood. He came to a ghostly place and turned into a ghostly one.What's worse is that he can't get rid of it unless he dies, but the paradox is that he is already dead.

Peterli asked him curiously, "Do you remember how you died?"

Su Qi shook his head, he didn't get the memory of the original body.Perhaps the other party was dead and alive after death, he only had fragmentary memories of Undead Island, but once he tried to put together the skull, he would feel a tingling sensation of repulsion.

He looked up at the gray sky, Peterley looked at him, and sat quietly beside him.

The two skeletons sit side by side in the coffin, which is a haunting sight from a distance.

"Has the sky always been this color?"

"No." Peterli wondered, "Has the illusion grass eaten you out of the question? Why do you ask such a question?"

"I don't know much about your world."

The undead named Su Qi turned to look at him, and Peterli thought he saw the face of the other's body before it decayed again.

I heard that guy Agarie brought him here because his corpse was so beautiful.

Peterley corrected: "It's not 'your world,' it's 'our world.'"

Looking at the gray sky, he said to Su Qi with emotion: "It's really bright now."

The other party seemed to give him a weird look.

The weather on Undead Island is not like the bright daylight in the human world, it only has gray days and nights, because the undead cannot bask in the sun.They were not afraid of the sun at first, but the ruler of the Holy Continent did not allow them to enter the human world, nor did they allow monsters like them to walk in the sun, so over time they became afraid of the sun and could not shine.

No matter how humble they begged to survive, the undead were still cleaned up like garbage in the end.They don't have the giants known for their architecture, nor the dexterity of the dwarves, nor the flattering appearance of the elves, so they are hated wherever they go.

"Undead Island is our last and only home." Peter said melancholy, "It is the place where the patriarch worked so hard to lead us to find."

"There is no sunlight here, and there are no humans who drive us away. This place is very suitable for us." He looked at Su Qi, "You also have to stay. Apart from here, there is no other place that will accept the undead."

"Aren't undead not accepted just because of their appearance?"

"Of course, don't you think the undead are scary?"

"will not."

Su Qi looked at the way the skull shook his head and talked to him for a long time, and thought it was a bit cute.

He was thinking this, and then the other party took his head off his neck and shook it in front of his eyes, asking in a puzzled tone, "What about now? Are you afraid?"

Su Qi: "..."

Undead are dead souls.

Dead souls have no memory of their lifetime, and living people cannot accept their existence.

"But I heard from Peterley that you have a living memory, is it true?"

The dark eye sockets stared at him curiously, almost touching him face to face.

Su Qi moved away calmly, and heard Peter say: "Why are you so close—"

Then reach out and pull the opponent away.

Su Qi breathed a sigh of relief for no reason. He looked at the undead around him with complicated expressions... Wait, he doesn't even have a face now, so he can no longer use this adjective.

He didn't know how Peterley distinguished these undead. In his eyes, these undead were exactly the same, but Peterley could not only distinguish them, but also knew their mood swings.

The undead who was pulled away by Peterley said dissatisfiedly: "I just want to see what kind of undead Nasha likes."

"Nonsense, when did Nasha say she liked him?"

"It's fine if you don't believe it." The other party said angrily, "I warn you, next time you pull me like this again, I will directly report to Uncle Duojia, his bones are fragile."

"Okay, okay." Peter reassured, "I'm sorry."

He walked towards Su Qi who had been quietly beside him, then took his hand and brought him in front of everyone.The undead was unconscious, but Peterley suddenly felt his palms burn for some reason.

He glanced at Su Qi strangely, the other party was not a human being and he did not eat illusion grass, that just flashed by... Maybe it was an illusion in the human dictionary.

But would the undead feel this way?

Peterley looked at him as if trying to read a flower in his bones.

For some reason, Su Qi always felt that his head was dangling on his neck, as if the skull could be blown to the ground and shattered in half by the wind.

He could no longer feel the breeze blowing from his ears, but the wind rustled the leaves on the trees, and at the same time Su Qi was surprised to find that he actually felt the unified disgust expressed by the undead.

Before he could think about it, Peterley began to introduce him to the undead.

"The one who stared at you impolitely just now is Nana. Apart from her bad temper, Nana has no malice. This is hee hee, hee hee is a girl. In the human world, it is said that girls should be gentlemen and respect girls... ...so you have to treat him politely too."

Peterli introduced the group of undead who looked exactly the same to him. It was the first time in Su Qi's life that he encountered such a bewildered situation. Except for the undead with a flower stuck in their skulls, he had no way of distinguishing the rest. who is it.

After the introduction, Peter used human words to describe it as obviously relieved.He said happily: "When you became our companion, I wanted to invite you to join us. But you always refused our approach. Now it's all right, you are welcome to join us."

An undead walked up to him, "You are welcome, but that doesn't mean I can accept you. I don't like the undead that Nasha likes."

The undead with flowers on her skull ran over and inserted her flowers into Su Qi's eye sockets, "For you."

Su Qi touched the flower, he didn't feel anything except that his vision was blocked.He hesitated: "Thank you."

The other party happily invited him, "Come and play with us?"

"……it is good."

Peterley walked up to him and whispered, "Can't you be more gregarious?"

The opponent's every move was as stiff as a puppet made by a dwarf, no matter what he did, he was very reluctant.

From the bottom of his heart (although he doesn't have such a thing now), Peterley began to wonder if the other party was an undead.

... Forget it, anyway, he was the one who saw the corpse rotten badly, and it was obvious that the dead could not die again. This suspicion is not established.

Su Qi tilted his head and asked, "How did you tell them apart?"

Peterli was surprised: "Can't you tell the difference? They look different."

Su Qi looked at the identical skeletons of the undead and fell silent.

Peterli said patiently: "Look at Nai Nai, is there a crack in his skull? Uncle Doga deduced that he was stoned to death alive, so the soul after death left the characteristics of death. Look again, count Did she have a few missing ribs? There is also Yang Yang, the lines on his bones are different from other undead!"

"It's so easy to recognize, why can't you tell the difference?"

Su Qi didn't reply for a long while, the undead who just put flowers in his eye sockets picked another flower and put it in his skull, and ran towards him bouncingly, "Let's go, let's play games with Nana .”

He thought it would be some childish games, such as hide and seek, but the games of the undead were obviously beyond his imagination.

"Let's play puzzles today." One of the undead decided so.

Before Su Qi could find out where the puzzle was, he saw the opponent climbing up a rock and shouted, "The game begins."

He jumped off a high rock, and his body was shattered to the ground. The undead ran over to pick up his body and began to piece it together.

Su Qi froze in place and began to doubt life, isn't this really a scary world?What should he do now to die again?

Peterley's voice came faintly from behind him, "Why don't you go and play with everyone?"

The bones of Su Qi's body began to grow hairy, and Peterley walked up to him, staring at him with dark eyes and wondering: "Why is your face so ugly?"

Su Qi said slowly: "... How on earth did you see that my face is ugly?"

The other party didn't know what attracted his attention, and ignored his question. The skull tilted his head and greeted: "Agarie, you are here."

Su Qi followed the other party's movements and looked over. A dwarf wearing a red hat stood behind a tree not far away and looked at them uneasily.

Peterley lowered his voice and said, "Go and talk to Agarie. Even if you don't like him, don't embarrass him. After all, they buried your body. Even if you were sorry last time... you can't blame him. He is the illusion grass you asked for. Agarie will never stop listening to what you say."

Su Qi looked at the undead who were doing puzzles, and then at the nervous looking dwarf not far away, he decisively chose the latter.

Peterli was surprised by the other party's behavior. The other party's selfish temperament actually changed after eating a hallucination grass?

Looking at Agarie's eyes that were gradually filled with joy, Peterley shook his head, but couldn't help but feel sympathy for the dwarf.

It's not good for him to like anyone, but he just likes an undead who only likes to use him.What God said is indeed true, and all suffering is caused by human beings.

But Peter could feel that the selfish undead had faintly changed since he woke up.

This undead is no longer out of gregariousness like before, but a feeling of being out of this world.

"I-I'm sorry."

The dwarf began to stammer excitedly, "I... I heard from Mr. Duojia that that, that phantom grass almost killed you."

He blushed, "I'm sorry!!"

There was no sneering scolding or condescending sarcasm like usual, the undead squatted down and looked at him with an equal posture, patiently listened to every sentence he said, and then sat lightly beside him and said, "It's okay."

It's just two simple words.

The dwarf became even more excited, and he stammered and explained: "The book...the book says that the illusion grass can experience the feeling of being a human, but, but only creatures like elves can take it. No, It didn’t say what consequences the undead would have if they ate it.”

He anxiously watched the face of the undead, but he really couldn't see anything, so he said cautiously: "I'm really sorry."

"It's okay." The other party said gently.

Su Qi thought, so the undead died like this.

"I...I made you a gift to express my apologies." Agarie handed over a fluffy piece of paper, and Su Qi's gentle attitude made his heartbeat gradually calm down. He said, "This is I made the human skin out of the most precious paper, you can put it on and try it, it is very similar to your original appearance."

The dwarf rubbed his hands nervously, "You have always wanted to become a human being, but I really can't find a way. See if you like this human skin paper. It won't be broken so easily. Can't see the light for too long."

Su Qi lowered his head and stared at the human skin paper, the outline on it looked familiar to him, and when he looked carefully, it was his own face.

"You ever met me?"

The dwarf shook his head, "I saw your corpse."

He was strangled to death and thrown in the river, and he saw the corpse far away on the river bank, so he worked hard to drag the corpse back.After such a long time, he didn't hope that the other party would still be alive, but such a good-looking person was strangled to death, and he felt sad when he saw it.

He was afraid that this person would be sad, so he never told the other party the cause of his death.

"Thank you."

The human who had become an undead said to him, the dwarf looked at him blankly, the flower in his eyes seemed to be in full bloom in his heart.

"...You're welcome." He murmured, "It's only right to do anything for you."

"Is this human skin paper?" Peter's voice suddenly appeared in their ears. He looked at the human skin paper in Su Qi's hand and said enviously, "Agarie, you are too mean. Why don't you give it to me? one?"

"I haven't seen your body yet."

"I think you are reluctant. Paper that can be made into human skin is precious. Only elves have the magic to make this kind of paper."

Peterley had been worried that they would quarrel, but now it seemed that he was more troublesome.

The gray sky gradually dimmed. Peter looked up at the sky and said, "Agarie, come back tomorrow. It's getting dark on Undead Island, and we have to rest too."

"Tomorrow is our big day on Undead Island, you are welcome to come over."

The dwarf reluctantly said goodbye to Su Qi, at the same time the gray sky completely darkened, and will-o'-the-wisps lit up around to illuminate the road ahead.

There are moons and stars in the dark night of Undead Island. When the undead sleep in their coffins, they can lie down and look at the stars in the sky.

They have the moon and the stars, no different from humans.The only difference is that they have no sun and cannot see light.

There are coffins floating on the river, and the dead are lying in them.Su Qi sleeps in a coffin, this feeling is very strange.Then some undead knocked on his coffin and asked, "Are you asleep?"

It's Peterlee.

"No."

Peterley lay down in front of his coffin, looked down at him and said, "Me neither."

Su Qi watched the moonlight shroud Peterley's skull, and at this moment he no longer felt afraid.The other party climbed into his coffin and crowded together with him, "Let's sleep together."

"Do you know how it feels to be warm?" Peter's voice sounded softly in the dark night.

"Uncle Doga said that the feeling of warmth is the most wonderful feeling in the world. Human beings need warmth to survive. But there is also a feeling of warmth when the sun shines on you. You have the memory of being alive, you...do you still remember What does warmth feel like?"

"I do not know."

"You don't know either?"

"I haven't felt the kind of warmth you mentioned, and I don't like basking in the sun." He couldn't feel the warmth Peterley said from the bottom of his heart.

"That's it... But I seem to feel it now."

The other party said: "Just lying next to you and talking to you, it seems to feel a warm feeling."

"This feeling makes me think that I also have a heart like a human being."

"Go to sleep." Finally, he heard Su Qi say.

"Good night."

Peterli felt a very strange emotion, an emotion that he had never felt around this undead before, which made him, who was no longer human, feel confused.He wanted to ask Uncle Doga. Uncle Doga was the most knowledgeable among the undead. He must know how to solve this weird emotion.But today is a big day for Undead Island. Every undead is preparing for this year's campfire meeting. Uncle Duojia is probably too busy to talk to him.

"Have you got your presents ready?"

Nainai swaggered over with his head in his arms. Peter didn't bother to look at it, so he reached out and put the other's head back on. Nainai said angrily, "I just want to take it off to get some air. What are you doing?"

"Didn't you die a long time ago?" Peter said, "If Nasha sees you like this, be careful to lose the good impression of this year."

"Cut. I don't care about you anymore, you can go and play with the new undead."

Seeing the back of the other party leaving angrily, Peterley shook his head, after thinking about it, he simply followed the other party's words to find Su Qi.

It was such a lively day today, but the undead sat alone by the river, not knowing what he was thinking.He must have been withdrawn before his death, Peter thought, but he was not as troubled as when he first came here. Uncle Duojia had such a good temper, and he was tortured several times by the other party.

"Aren't you going to prepare a gift?" Peterli walked to the river, he noticed that Su Qi's hands were empty, so he lowered his head and picked up a stone and stuffed it into his hand.

The stone glowed coldly, Su Qi would be mistaken, he raised his hand absently and threw the stone into the water, ripples rippled on the surface of the water, Peter was dumbfounded, "What are you doing?"

He picked up another stone and put it into Su Qi's palm, emphasizing: "Don't throw it away. The wind on the river bank is strong, and it is easy to be blown away if there is no stone to press it."

Only then did Su Qi remember that when he woke up from the coffin, he was pressed by a stone and soaked in the water.No wonder the undead will show disgust when the wind blows, because the undead have no weight.

Peterli's voice sounded above his head, "I only have this chance a year to give a gift to the undead I like, and I won't be rejected. Don't you have any undead you like?"

He lowered his voice and said, "If you don't have one, you will be laughed at. Why don't you prepare one as a gift?"

Peterli said this because he hoped that the other party would be able to integrate into their group, but Su Qi didn't expect Su Qi to pass the stone in his hand without raising his head and said, "Give it to you."

He stared at the other person's fingers, which were empty without any flesh, but inexplicably made him feel a little delicate.

Peterley didn't speak for a long time, Su Qi was thinking that the other party might be angry, and then the stone in his hand was taken away.

"I accept your gift." Peter said, and then he put his own stone into Su Qi's palm, just like humans exchange tokens of love.

If Peterlee had a heart, it would be pounding right now.

The atmosphere was a bit weird, but only Peterli found it strange. Su Qi was still an undead who only knew how to immerse himself in his own world.Peterli tried his best to let the other party integrate into them. He said, "Didn't Agarie give you human skin paper? If you wear it at the bonfire meeting at night, everyone will be shocked and think you are a human being."

Su Qi asked suspiciously: "The undead also celebrate festivals?"

The world is more colorful than he imagined.

"Of course, we will celebrate our own festivals like humans."

The gray sky is beginning to darken, and the night belonging to the undead is coming. They have made great preparations for this year's bonfire meeting.Peterli was about to call Su Qi together, when an undead with beautiful lines painted on his skull shouted at them: "Peterly—"

Although he called Peterley, he ran towards Su Qi.She seemed to muster up her courage, put down her girlish shyness and asked, "Have you prepared a gift for me?"

Su Qi felt extremely passionate emotions from those dark eye sockets, and Peter interjected with a smile: "Yes, but give it to me."

"What?" She stomped her foot.

"Don't be disappointed, Nasha, there are many people who want to give you gifts."

"What did he give you?"

"A stone...isn't it Nasha, you want to grab a stone too?"

They frolic and run past him.

Su Qi stood alone on the bank of the river, the will-o'-the-wisps lighting up the night of the undead.The cold will-o'-the-wisps burn faintly in the dark night, and clusters of them are more like fireflies with bright lights at their tails. They are cold lights. Compared with the bright flames of human beings, they seem to be the only light growing in hell.

When the night comes, they fill the darkness, and they kiss the bones of the dead, and do them no harm, nor frighten them.

When the will-o'-the-wisp approached his fingertips, Su Qi didn't feel afraid either.Today's night is very lively, and in the brighter place surrounded by will-o'-the-wisps, the lively voices of the undead can be heard.Standing on the bank of the river, he could no longer feel the cold, and the will-o'-the-wisp wanted to get close to him, so he opened his palm to let the cluster of cold flames land on his palm.

If he has eyes at this moment, then his eyes are soft when facing the flames, he said softly: "You also know that today is very lively, right?"

"But you don't seem very happy today."

Su Qi's gaze shifted from the will-o'-the-wisp to the dwarf standing at his feet. The other party looked up at him with black and white eyes. For a race like the dwarf, only lifeless animals can stand on the ground. Communicate from an equal perspective, and fortunately their dexterous craftsmanship prevents them from living a life of slavery.

The undead squatted down so that he didn't have to look up, and their eyes were on the same level. He stared at each other's dark eye sockets but didn't feel terrible.There was a kind of magical power in the other party that made his nervous heart suddenly calm down. Ajiale, who had been treated unfriendly all the time, suddenly relaxed at this moment. He no longer received ridicule and indifference by this person's side, but It was peace like never before.

"Are you coming for Peterlee? He's ahead."

"I came to see you," said the little man. "You don't look very happy."

"I just couldn't integrate into the happiness they felt." The cluster of flames in Su Qi's palm still stayed in his palm, and he handed the cluster of flames to the dwarf, and the faint light illuminated the other's cheek , he said, "Blow it away for me."

The flames illuminated the dense bones, and the dwarf gently blew on the cluster of flames. The light and faintness floated in the air, chasing the undead playing in front, and illuminating the night here for them.

The dwarf's pure eyes reflected his appearance at the moment, but there was no hatred in his eyes but only joy. He said, "I know you still want to be a human being, and I will work hard to find a way."

"No." Su Qi refused, "You don't need to be so nice to me."

Agarie's heart suddenly flustered, and he said uneasy: "Do you think I'm useless? No, I..."

Su Qi interrupted softly: "I'm not the one you like."

The dwarf didn't understand the real meaning of this sentence, he looked at Su Qi sadly, "No matter what you become, it's the one I like."

Whether it's a rotting and smelly corpse or an unrecognizable undead, he likes this person.

"I fell in love with you the first time I saw you." Agarie's eyes curved innocently and purely, "Even if you don't have a good-looking appearance now, I won't dislike you."

He looked at the white skeleton so earnestly, stared into the dark and empty eye sockets, and said these words, but the other party was not moved by these words, but sighed.

"It's not me you like."

He still said so.

The other party is no longer so superior and indifferent, and now respecting him with an equal attitude is obviously something that should be happy, but he suddenly feels strange.This kind of strangeness is indescribable. He can feel the helpless emotion that the other party wants to express, but apart from such a little emotion, nothing is given to him.

Agarie felt a chill in his heart at this moment, and he felt an indescribable fear of being abandoned.He didn't know what it was that he was desperately trying to grab, but the only thing he realized was that the other party might not need him anymore.

I'm not the one you like... What does this sentence mean?Even if this person becomes an undead, he will still like him.

The dwarf said in a low mood: "I made you a present."

The man sighed and reached out to rub his head.Agarie felt sour for the softness that the other party gave him, and he heard the other party say to him: "Go back."

He is nostalgic for this softness, and he is also nostalgic for the ray of warmth that rises from the bottom of his heart because of this softness.

"Can I see your heart?" Agarie sniffed, looking at Su Qi with the tip of his nose flushed.

Su Qi lowered his head to look at his empty chest, there was nothing there, even the wind would pass through this empty place.

"I'm heartless," he said.

"I heard that when humans were first created by God, they had no heart. They had no emotions or desires. Therefore, they treated everything in the world violently until