novelaction Chapter 679 "You are here to kill me" "I will take you home"
Chapter 679 "You are here to kill me" "I will take you home"
"Quiet."
These two simple words made Wei An even more fearful.
The pressure that Chang Le showed was something he had never experienced before.
Chang Le continued: "I want you to stay."
Wei An was visibly surprised, and then he was delighted and excited: "I knew it! Lele, you will choose me, you will need that knife, you need to pick up the knife."
As his emotions fluctuated violently, the white papers and red paintings scattered all over the room were blown up and fell down again.
Blood-red eyes, birds with human faces, distorted lines... each one of them is a medium for her and Wei'an to understand each other.
Chang Le turned around to push open the next door, but suddenly stopped. When she turned around, Wei An was following her with a grin on his face.
He smiled cheerfully, but with his naturally fierce features, he didn't look like a good person at all.
Chang Le suddenly reached out, grasped the blade and pulled out the sharp knife, feeling alert but also vaguely excited.
Chang Le returned the knife to him and said, "This knife is a bit rough. I'll replace it with a better one later."
Wei An was extremely happy, and Chang Le opened the door and left.
Next was a room that was completely different from Wei'an's. There were still many mirrors in the room, but there were also many familiar decorations. Sitting on the familiar bed was a rabbit with drooping ears, and it had been secretly looking up at her since she entered the room.
"Bunny."
Hearing the long-lost familiar name, the big rabbit on the bed was so excited that he jumped directly to the ground and turned into a childish little boy. He rushed over and then braked suddenly. He gently grabbed Chang Le's skirt with reserve and looked up at her:
"Le Le, host, please don't chase me away, okay?"
"Of course not." Chang Le lowered his eyes and said, "Your mission is not yet completed, how can you leave?"
422's mission is to make Chang Le loved by the Hua family and more people and become a little princess. This is a mission that can never be completed, so 422 can never "retire after success", so 422 must accompany her forever.
The little boy's eyes turned red and he instantly turned into a big rabbit. He jumped high on the spot. Chang Le reached out and took him into his arms.
The rabbit doll in his arms looked more lifelike than ever before, but Chang Le just held it gently without caressing it like a doll.
"Stay here and be good." Chang Le bent down, put him on the head of the bed, turned and left.
When the door opened again, it was not a room, but a bright and beautiful garden. In the middle of the lawn, the eldest daughter was still concentrating on painting.
Chang Le did not disturb him and stood quietly aside.
After an unknown amount of time, the young lady put down her paintbrush and looked at the painting for a moment: "Yes, this must be my most satisfying work."
It was a watercolor painting.
In the center of the familiar garden in the painting, the eldest daughter was sitting and painting, surrounded by the Hua family. It was silent, but laughter could be heard.
The young lady exhaled, stretched lazily without any posture, which was rare, then turned around with a smile: "Okay, Chang Le, I should leave now."
Chang Le looked at her quietly: "Do you want to leave or do you hate this place?"
The eldest lady sat down, crossing her legs and looking elegant. She held her chin and said, "It's not about whether I want to or not, whether I like it or not. I just feel that it's time."
"Chang Le, I am not Ye Buqi, nor Wei'an. I am just a mask, an obsession, and a dream of yours at a certain stage. You no longer need this mask, and the obsession needs to be eliminated, and the dream will eventually end. My existence has no meaning, and I am not obsessed with my existence."
"Chang Le, you are here to kill me."
Chang Le lowered his eyes slightly: "It won't hurt."
"That's great!" The eldest lady laughed, "I'm not as good as you. I'm afraid of pain."
Chang Le pulled the corner of his lips lightly: "It's like having a beautiful dream that you won't wake up from. It won't hurt."
The eldest daughter let out a long sigh, pulled up the hem of her skirt and lay down in the middle of the flowers. The grass beneath her was soaked in sunshine, and the sky was blue as far as the eye could see.
She closed her eyes.
Chang Le waited for a moment, then turned and left.
The moment I left, the painting faded quickly and finally disappeared.
The fifth door was opened, and the familiar bedroom was dim, with a slight smell of blood in the air.
Chang Le walked over quietly and found the curled up person in the gap between the bed and the wall.
She was holding a rabbit doll, her hair was messy and scattered behind her. She looked out the floor-to-ceiling window with sad and empty eyes. The fireworks in the sky turned into dragon shapes, and then fell and dissipated in wisps.
The blood-stained knife fell aside, and new blood stained the dark red white dress.
Chang Le sat on the ground at her feet, also facing the window. The flickering light of the fireworks made her eyes twinkle.
"Good boy." Chang Le's voice was very gentle.
The man on the ground twitched.
"You can go home."
"Chang Le" on the ground slowly propped himself up, leaned against the window and looked at her, leaving a few incomplete bloodstains on the window.
Chang Le tilted his head and looked at her tenderly: "I'll take you home."
The person on the ground staggered to his feet.
In an instant, the scene suddenly changed, the cold wind whistled and rushed, and it turned into the familiar high-rise building.
She laughed, her voice hoarse and broken, and she ran against the wind, like a butterfly fluttering its fragile wings and opening its arms, facing the fireworks in the distance.
"After the bang, everything was settled."
"LeLe, you're home."
In the gap between the bed and the wall, Chang Le held the madwoman in his arms, stroked her hair, and spoke softly.
The madman lay on her knees, closed his eyes, and slept soundly and peacefully.
Chang Le lowered his head slightly and kissed her forehead: "Have a sweet dream."
After putting the person on the bed, Chang Le pushed open the sixth door.
It was still the doctor's room where we had last talked. Sitting behind the desk was "Him" with white hair and golden eyes.
"What do you want me to call you?" Chang Le sat down at the opposite seat, "Do you like Fu Jiu or Jiufang Chang Le?"
The person opposite smiled: "The reason why I am called 'Jiufang Changle' is because I was born first. During those hundreds of years of sealing, you were not completely unconscious. In the silence and paleness, the first me was born. I am the remnant of Jiufang Changle of Green Vine Courtyard. But later, when I was completely born, I was given more new meanings, so I called myself 'Fujiu'."
Chang Le nodded gently: "I understand, Fu Jiu."
Fu Jiu smiled and pushed a glass of warm water to her: "Why don't you let me do it?"
Chang Le shook his head, his eyes calm as water: "I should have been the one to say goodbye to them."
"Why leave the two most dangerous people behind?"
Chang Le raised his eyebrows slightly: "Two? Isn't it four?"
Fu Jiu was slightly startled, and then laughed: "That's right, that's right!"
Ye Buqi, Wei'an, plus He Fujiu, and Chang Le himself, how could it not be four?
Chang Le stroked the rim of the cup and suddenly said, "The one who truly inherited the power of the original bloodline is you."
Fu Jiu smiled but said nothing.
"Fujiu." Chang Le raised his eyes and looked at Him, "Accompany me to the end of the galaxy."
"Is this the 'end point' you chose?"
“Maybe it’s not the end.”
Fu Jiu chuckled: "I'm happy to do so."
Chang Le finished drinking the glass of water, put it back in the cup and left.