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Luo Si: I don't remember who you are, but I will always wait for you
He did not know when he had fallen in love with her, but she was no longer there.
He always felt as if he had forgotten something important.
It was like his memories had been changed. He looked down at the humans that came and went. He wanted to think of something, but he could not remember anything at all.
But he was the last god in the world, and no one could tamper with his memories.
He had lived for so long that he had almost forgotten his own age. He thought that he must have lived for so long that he had forgotten.
However, if he did not think this way, he would feel as if his heart had been ripped out of his chest, making him feel terrifyingly hollow.
He raised his hand and looked at his left hand. A fingerbone was missing from his ring finger, but there was nothing about this place in his memory.
He could have clearly become a human, but why did he feel that as long as he transformed back, he would not meet that important person?
What had happened?
He remembered that he had loved a girl. What happened to the girl?
Right … Later on, she betrayed him … And then?
He remembered that he had sent her and the demon into the fissure, but how he had escaped, he could not remember at all.
He just felt that he was missing something important. As long as he thought about it, it would only feel empty and painful.
It hurt worse than the curse.
That's right, he still remembered that he was cursed, but he had no recollection of when and how the curse enchanter lifted it.
He hated the feeling of helplessness, but there was nothing he could do. He felt that the person who changed his memory, or whatever it was, was not a good person.
Thinking of this, he looked at the ground. Many humans are coming and going to purchase things they need. It had been a few months since the battle, and a new government had been formed from the ruins.
He searched within the supermarket. Although the culprit had already died, there would still be quite a few fish that had slipped through the net … Like this.
His gaze fell on a man wearing a black windbreaker. He was tall but expressionless, and the collar of his coat was up, hiding half of his face. He looked wistfully at a woman with a baby in her arms, or, rather, at the baby in her arms.
He had been chasing him for a long time. This vengeful spirit was quite intelligent and would not stay for too long anywhere. Since he had nothing to do, he might as well chase after him everywhere.
The child seemed to have noticed something and started to wail loudly. The woman that was hugging him started to comfort the child in panic.
This scene was very familiar …
The man started to move, but he still looked around vigilantly. Previously, he had deliberately let the water go, causing him to flee in panic. However, today, he suddenly lost all interest.
He released a trace of his aura and saw the man running out the door in panic. He followed the man and prepared to finish him off. Before he left, he looked back at the woman with the child under the shelf.
I feel like something is missing there … There should be a young girl standing there …
But why did he have such a feeling?
In the dark alley, the sickle drew a sharp arc through the air. The man's resentful eyes fell to the ground and he turned into a pile of bones. A name slowly faded from the book in his hands.
It meant that a soul was passing away.
He turned around and walked out of the dark alley. For some reason, he turned his head to look back. She always felt that there would be a young girl following him. Her eyebrows were bent, and her eyes were shining as she looked at him. Then, she would say a few words to him.
What did she say? Why did he think that?
It seemed to him that his memory was getting worse, or perhaps it was time to sleep.
The night in the city was silent. He sat on the tallest building, gazing into the distance. He had a feeling that a girl would suddenly appear. She would smile at him and speak to him. Even though he hardly ever answered, he really wanted to hear what she had to say.
He was very lonely.
He would also return to the sanctuary, where the connection between the human world and the place had become a church. The old nun in charge had died just last month, a very pure soul.
He remembered the moment when he had appeared at her bedside before her death. She had looked at him in surprise, but before he could ask her anything, she had disappeared into the Book of the Dead.
The new priest was not as religious as the nuns, and the people who had experienced the war no longer believed in the gods. The power of faith here was decreasing day by day. Perhaps before long, the Saint-level would be completely separated from the mortal world. That would be when he would fall asleep.
"Master Luo Si..."
He stood in front of the vast hall of the Saint-level, the silver moonlight pouring down like water from the window. He turned his head, a young woman with a face that couldn't be seen was standing behind him, an ethereal voice transmitted to his mind.
The young girl wore a white dress, and her long hair fluttered. The gauze in front of the window fluttered as he subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to see her clearly.
"You're here …" His heart was filled with joy and a hint of regret, but he didn't know why he thought that way.
Grief was floating all over the girl's body. He saw a drop of sparkling liquid slide down her face and shatter into countless pieces.
His chest tightened.
"Master Luo Si … "I really do love you …"
In the next second, the girl turned into a ray of light and slowly disappeared. Before he could even move, she had already turned into a firefly and completely disappeared.
He reached out to grab it, but found nothing.
"No …"
He opened his eyes and sat up on the bed.
It was a dream.
However, the pain in his heart was stifling. The emptiness was terrifying. How uncomfortable. It was as if that young girl had really disappeared in front of him just like that.
He shouldn't be dreaming, but why would he dream of such a scene?
"Master Luo Si..."
A soft sigh vanished from his ears, and a mercurial moonlight fell on the door. He seemed to see a pair of bright eyes, so clear, so strong.
"I like you!"
"I also... Like you... "No, I love you …"
She must have altered his memory, he thought.
Why do you want me to forget you?
He couldn't remember her face, but he loved her.
He looked at the door, and suddenly felt that the young girl would open the door and appear in front of him in the next second. Her clear eyes were filled with love and admiration, and she would loudly shout at him: "Master Luo Si, I like you!"
I don't remember who you are, but I'll wait for you until you show up again.
I must tell you then that I love you, too.
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Luo Si: I don't remember who you are, but I will always wait for you
He did not know when he had fallen in love with her, but she was no longer there.
He always felt as if he had forgotten something important.
It was like his memories had been changed. He looked down at the humans that came and went. He wanted to think of something, but he could not remember anything at all.
But he was the last god in the world, and no one could tamper with his memories.
He had lived for so long that he had almost forgotten his own age. He thought that he must have lived for so long that he had forgotten.
However, if he did not think this way, he would feel as if his heart had been ripped out of his chest, making him feel terrifyingly hollow.
He raised his hand and looked at his left hand. A fingerbone was missing from his ring finger, but there was nothing about this place in his memory.
He could have clearly become a human, but why did he feel that as long as he transformed back, he would not meet that important person?
What had happened?
He remembered that he had loved a girl. What happened to the girl?
Right … Later on, she betrayed him … And then?
He remembered that he had sent her and the demon into the fissure, but how he had escaped, he could not remember at all.
He just felt that he was missing something important. As long as he thought about it, it would only feel empty and painful.
It hurt worse than the curse.
That's right, he still remembered that he was cursed, but he had no recollection of when and how the curse enchanter lifted it.
He hated the feeling of helplessness, but there was nothing he could do. He felt that the person who changed his memory, or whatever it was, was not a good person.
Thinking of this, he looked at the ground. Many humans are coming and going to purchase things they need. It had been a few months since the battle, and a new government had been formed from the ruins.
He searched within the supermarket. Although the culprit had already died, there would still be quite a few fish that had slipped through the net … Like this.
His gaze fell on a man wearing a black windbreaker. He was tall but expressionless, and the collar of his coat was up, hiding half of his face. He looked wistfully at a woman with a baby in her arms, or, rather, at the baby in her arms.
He had been chasing him for a long time. This vengeful spirit was quite intelligent and would not stay for too long anywhere. Since he had nothing to do, he might as well chase after him everywhere.
The child seemed to have noticed something and started to wail loudly. The woman that was hugging him started to comfort the child in panic.
This scene was very familiar …
The man started to move, but he still looked around vigilantly. Previously, he had deliberately let the water go, causing him to flee in panic. However, today, he suddenly lost all interest.
He released a trace of his aura and saw the man running out the door in panic. He followed the man and prepared to finish him off. Before he left, he looked back at the woman with the child under the shelf.
I feel like something is missing there … There should be a young girl standing there …
But why did he have such a feeling?
In the dark alley, the sickle drew a sharp arc through the air. The man's resentful eyes fell to the ground and he turned into a pile of bones. A name slowly faded from the book in his hands.
It meant that a soul was passing away.
He turned around and walked out of the dark alley. For some reason, he turned his head to look back. She always felt that there would be a young girl following him. Her eyebrows were bent, and her eyes were shining as she looked at him. Then, she would say a few words to him.
What did she say? Why did he think that?
It seemed to him that his memory was getting worse, or perhaps it was time to sleep.
The night in the city was silent. He sat on the tallest building, gazing into the distance. He had a feeling that a girl would suddenly appear. She would smile at him and speak to him. Even though he hardly ever answered, he really wanted to hear what she had to say.
He was very lonely.
He would also return to the sanctuary, where the connection between the human world and the place had become a church. The old nun in charge had died just last month, a very pure soul.
He remembered the moment when he had appeared at her bedside before her death. She had looked at him in surprise, but before he could ask her anything, she had disappeared into the Book of the Dead.
The new priest was not as religious as the nuns, and the people who had experienced the war no longer believed in the gods. The power of faith here was decreasing day by day. Perhaps before long, the Saint-level would be completely separated from the mortal world. That would be when he would fall asleep.
"Master Luo Si..."
He stood in front of the vast hall of the Saint-level, the silver moonlight pouring down like water from the window. He turned his head, a young woman with a face that couldn't be seen was standing behind him, an ethereal voice transmitted to his mind.
The young girl wore a white dress, and her long hair fluttered. The gauze in front of the window fluttered as he subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to see her clearly.
"You're here …" His heart was filled with joy and a hint of regret, but he didn't know why he thought that way.
Grief was floating all over the girl's body. He saw a drop of sparkling liquid slide down her face and shatter into countless pieces.
His chest tightened.
"Master Luo Si … "I really do love you …"
In the next second, the girl turned into a ray of light and slowly disappeared. Before he could even move, she had already turned into a firefly and completely disappeared.
He reached out to grab it, but found nothing.
"No …"
He opened his eyes and sat up on the bed.
It was a dream.
However, the pain in his heart was stifling. The emptiness was terrifying. How uncomfortable. It was as if that young girl had really disappeared in front of him just like that.
He shouldn't be dreaming, but why would he dream of such a scene?
"Master Luo Si..."
A soft sigh vanished from his ears, and a mercurial moonlight fell on the door. He seemed to see a pair of bright eyes, so clear, so strong.
"I like you!"
"I also... Like you... "No, I love you …"
She must have altered his memory, he thought.
Why do you want me to forget you?
He couldn't remember her face, but he loved her.
He looked at the door, and suddenly felt that the young girl would open the door and appear in front of him in the next second. Her clear eyes were filled with love and admiration, and she would loudly shout at him: "Master Luo Si, I like you!"
I don't remember who you are, but I'll wait for you until you show up again.
I must tell you then that I love you, too.
Luo Si: I don't remember who you are, but I will always wait for youHe did not know when he had fallen in love with her, but she was no longer there.He always felt as if he had forgotten something important.It was like his memories had been changed. He looked down at the humans that came and went. He wanted to think of something, but he could not remember anything at all.But he was the last god in the world, and no one could tamper with his memories.He had lived for so long that he had almost forgotten his own age. He thought that he must have lived for so long that he had forgotten.However, if he did not think this way, he would feel as if his heart had been ripped out of his chest, making him feel terrifyingly hollow.He raised his hand and looked at his left hand. A fingerbone was missing from his ring finger, but there was nothing about this place in his memory.He could have clearly become a human, but why did he feel that as long as he transformed back, he would not meet that important person?What had happened?He remembered that he had loved a girl. What happened to the girl?Right Later on, she betrayed him And then?He remembered that he had sent her and the demon into the fissure, but how he had escaped, he could not remember at all.He just felt that he was missing something important. As long as he thought about it, it would only feel empty and painful.It hurt worse than the curse.That's right, he still remembered that he was cursed, but he had no recollection of when and how the curse enchanter lifted it.He hated the feeling of helplessness, but there was nothing he could do. He felt that the person who changed his memory, or whatever it was, was not a good person.Thinking of this, he looked at the ground. Many humans are coming and going to purchase things they need. It had been a few months since the battle, and a new government had been formed from the ruins.He searched within the supermarket. Although the culprit had already died, there would still be quite a few fish that had slipped through the net Like this.His gaze fell on a man wearing a black windbreaker. He was tall but expressionless, and the collar of his coat was up, hiding half of his face. He looked wistfully at a woman with a baby in her arms, or, rather, at the baby in her arms.He had been chasing him for a long time. This vengeful spirit was quite intelligent and would not stay for too long anywhere. Since he had nothing to do, he might as well chase after him everywhere.The child seemed to have noticed something and started to wail loudly. The woman that was hugging him started to comfort the child in panic.This scene was very familiar The man started to move, but he still looked around vigilantly. Previously, he had deliberately let the water go, causing him to flee in panic. However, today, he suddenly lost all interest.He released a trace of his aura and saw the man running out the door in panic. He followed the man and prepared to finish him off. Before he left, he looked back at the woman with the child under the shelf.I feel like something is missing there There should be a young girl standing there But why did he have such a feeling?In the dark alley, the sickle drew a sharp arc through the air. The man's resentful eyes fell to the ground and he turned into a pile of bones. A name slowly faded from the book in his hands.It meant that a soul was passing away.He turned around and walked out of the dark alley. For some reason, he turned his head to look back. She always felt that there would be a young girl following him. Her eyebrows were bent, and her eyes were shining as she looked at him. Then, she would say a few words to him.What did she say? Why did he think that?It seemed to him that his memory was getting worse, or perhaps it was time to sleep.The night in the city was silent. He sat on the tallest building, gazing into the distance. He had a feeling that a girl would suddenly appear. She would smile at him and speak to him. Even though he hardly ever answered, he really wanted to hear what she had to say.He was very lonely.He would also return to the sanctuary, where the connection between the human world and the place had become a church. The old nun in charge had died just last month, a very pure soul.He remembered the moment when he had appeared at her bedside before her death. She had looked at him in surprise, but before he could ask her anything, she had disappeared into the Book of the Dead.The new priest was not as religious as the nuns, and the people who had experienced the war no longer believed in the gods. The power of faith here was decreasing day by day. Perhaps before long, the Saint-level would be completely separated from the mortal world. That would be when he would fall asleep."Master Luo Si..."He stood in front of the vast hall of the Saint-level, the silver moonlight pouring down like water from the window. He turned his head, a young woman with a face that couldn't be seen was standing behind him, an ethereal voice transmitted to his mind.The young girl wore a white dress, and her long hair fluttered. The gauze in front of the window fluttered as he subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to see her clearly."You're here " His heart was filled with joy and a hint of regret, but he didn't know why he thought that way.Grief was floating all over the girl's body. He saw a drop of sparkling liquid slide down her face and shatter into countless pieces.His chest tightened."Master Luo Si "I really do love you "In the next second, the girl turned into a ray of light and slowly disappeared. Before he could even move, she had already turned into a firefly and completely disappeared.He reached out to grab it, but found nothing."No "He opened his eyes and sat up on the bed.It was a dream.However, the pain in his heart was stifling. The emptiness was terrifying. How uncomfortable. It was as if that young girl had really disappeared in front of him just like that.He shouldn't be dreaming, but why would he dream of such a scene?"Master Luo Si..."A soft sigh vanished from his ears, and a mercurial moonlight fell on the door. He seemed to see a pair of bright eyes, so clear, so strong."I like you!""I also... Like you... "No, I love you "She must have altered his memory, he thought.Why do you want me to forget you?He couldn't remember her face, but he loved her.He looked at the door, and suddenly felt that the young girl would open the door and appear in front of him in the next second. Her clear eyes were filled with love and admiration, and she would loudly shout at him: "Master Luo Si, I like you!"I don't remember who you are, but I'll wait for you until you show up again.I must tell you then that I love you, too.
