Yae Sakura!Beep!

Hitomi sniffled and said nothing.

With red eyes, she quietly listened to what the future had to say.

"Clap."

He raised his fist, but his body that didn't fall down, fell powerlessly into Tong's arms.

"never mind……"

After struggling a little, she probably wants to get back up again in the future, but obviously, in this state, she can't do this kind of thing at all.

"...It's already this time, so I won't talk about that."

He moved his head a little, but soon, the future gave up again.

"It's a bit cold..."

This is also a matter of course, naked, she shrank in Hitomi's arms.

Hitomi pursed her lips tightly, stretched out her trembling hands, and gently encircled her.

"Don't say anything? It's not like you..."

Whispering, the voice is so weak that people worry about whether they will be scattered by the rain.

"Woo... the future..."

With his mouth open, he could only whimper, enduring the urge to cry, but he couldn't even speak clearly.

"What...? I can't hear you..."

She seemed to sigh.

"By the way...my hair seems to have turned back to black..."

But Hitomi didn't focus on that.

She just gently wrapped one hand around Future's slender waist, and stroked her hair with the other.

It was as if the other party was the most precious yet fragile handicraft in the world.

"Uh-huh……!"

Nodding his head heavily, his pupils murmured.

"Actually, actually... red doesn't suit you either, black looks pretty..."

She caressed her head resting on her chest, and the soft blue hair ran between her fingers, and the small palm could not keep a strand of hair.

Just like an illusion.

"Huh...is that so?"

Silent for a long time.

"Hey, give it to me, live well..."

She suddenly braced herself up, and instead of breaking away from Tong's embrace, she raised her head and looked at her like this.

"No, don't do anything stupid again..."

Hitomi didn't speak, just pursed her lips tightly and shed tears.

"What I hate the most is sacrificing..."

The figure gradually became more and more illusory.

Can't do anything, Hitomi's hands wanted to hug her tightly, but she was afraid of hurting her.

I could only nod my head again and again.

Promised again and again.

Then, the moment the words fell, my arms were empty.

Lost the source, only fragments of the soul remained, just like Hitomi back then.

The streamer of light in the sky is shattered.

Hitomi froze.

"why……"

Staring blankly at the flickering soul fragments.

"Since you hate it, why... why do you want to do it..."

She reached out to grab it, and the flying light and scattered fragments all followed her wish and fell into her arms again.

"Isn't it okay to just leave things alone? Isn't it okay to throw away those things and live for yourself?"

She finally couldn't help it, and cried bitterly.

"why……?"

Tears flowed like a fountain, I couldn't stop, and I didn't want to stop.

"Why can only one of us survive?"

The girl who couldn't change anything could only kneel in the center of the ruins, holding the soul fragment tightly in her arms and weeping.

…………

The life of a jellyfish is like a bubble, as beautiful as a dream.

When she died, it was also like a bubble.

It seems like it never happened.

Chapter 261 The 186th String Advent Body

In this world, there is nothing that does not need to pay a price.

The same miracle can be exchanged for the same hope.

And the same hope, naturally, can also be exchanged for the same despair.

I want to save something, to save a person without paying anything.

Impossible.

Hitomi understands.

She already understood.

She should have known.

The future has been calculated for so long, and it is on the balance in her heart.

In fact, two things have already been put away.

On one side is Hitomi's life, and on the other side is his own life.

Isn't this an easy choice for an egoist?

This is an unequal balance.

However, it was Hitomi's side that slanted downward.

Because she never valued her own life.

Because, she regards living as a kind of burden.

From the moment she was born, she has taken on too much.

For the future, the world is blood red.

Even if you hide in the deepest part of your soul, wherever you look, there is darkness.

What is the meaning of her existence?

The future is unknown.

Perhaps for many people, survival does not require any meaning.

Because to be alive is the meaning itself.

But the future is different.

She is just hiding in Hitomi's soul, a superfluous existence.

She doesn't have a real sense of being alive, nor can she feel the meaning of being alive.

Countless times, she would feel angry seeing Hitomi doing stupid things, but in fact, she didn't know why she was angry.

Probably because you want to live, right?

So, she became an egoist.

She regarded herself as the evil side in Tong's heart.

But when Hitomi gave her everything, when she really felt that she was alive.

She was confused, and she was tired.

Carrying the burden of living on other people's lives like this is really... so heavy, so heavy.

Therefore, when such a balance appeared in Future's heart, she chose to let Tong's side tilt down without hesitation.

If you want to accomplish one thing, the price becomes another wish of yours.

So, is it necessary to think about whether to implement this decision?

The cost is actually not that big, it's just losing the source.

Desire is not greedy, it is just seeking death.

That's right, the result of all this is just future death.

The process of execution is just the most annoying sacrifice in the future.

Irony?

maybe.

But the future is at the end, and finally did something worthwhile.

She saved Hitomi's life.

…………

The torrential rain pushed the atmosphere into a depressing abyss, and the rain that almost submerged the ruins seemed to never stop.

Bean-sized raindrops hit the floating boulders, the walls of the toppled buildings, and the muddy ground.

It also fell on the white-haired girl.

It hurt her so much.

The dirty hair that was stained with muddy water on the ground has been washed by the rain again, and it has become white again.

But it's actually not a good feeling.

Kneeling Hitomi slowly stood up from the ground.

The originally light and fluffy long dress became heavy after soaking in a lot of rain, and it stuck to her petite and exquisite body, outlining a tired curve.

The bangs on her forehead dripped water continuously, and then merged with the falling rain, covering her face and shaking her eyes.

But Hitomi didn't raise her hand to wipe it.

She was holding a small crystal ball in her hands.

All the soul fragments flying like shattered glass were collected by Hitomi, gathered together, refracting brilliant light.

But if you look carefully, you can find that the soul fragments inside are like being fixed in space, without any signs of movement.

It's like an amber sealed with insect specimens.

Stand still relative to time.

This is the concept defined by Hitomi for this crystal ball that preserves the soul of the future.

For the world itself, time is meaningless, so there has never been any absolute time stillness. Every world, or even every space, has a different internal time flow.