The Nightmare Experience of a Useless Person

Since the day he parted ways with Yu Qingjun, Jiang Zhiyang has been unable to sleep soundly every night because of his uneasy conscience. If Yu Qingjun were to appear in front of him, he would never dare to look her in the eye.

He's a complete and utter selfish bastard.

If he had obediently acted as a tool to get paid and followed Yu Qingjun's instructions, and completed the task properly, she wouldn't have been lost in the fate of the goddess and trapped in so much pain.

He stood among the masses and received the universal love of the gods, yet he secretly fell in love with the gods. Because he coveted that warmth, he abandoned the gods.

When Yu Qingjun committed suicide, he should have realized that whether it was the goddess or Yu Qingjun, if the pain in their hearts needed to be relieved by death, how desperate and helpless they must have been at that moment.

He was wrong, utterly wrong.

Or rather, he killed the goddess, he killed Yu Qingjun...

"Brother Jiang, are you asleep?" Liu Xuyan's voice interrupted Jiang Zhiyang's thoughts and dragged him back to reality.

"not yet."

"Then I'll get into your bed and sleep with you."

"What?" Jiang Zhiyang got out of bed, pulled back the curtains, and met that face.

"You seem to be in a bad mood lately, let's have a heart-to-heart talk," Liu Xuyan said to herself as she climbed the stairs.

"Then change into some clean clothes." Jiang Zhiyang looked at the SpongeBob SquarePants outfit that he had worn for a week and showed a look of disgust.

"These are my pajamas. I didn't wear them during the day, so why are they dirty?"

"You've been wearing these pajamas for ages, haven't you? Hurry up and change into something clean, or my bed will stink."

"Okay, okay, stop being so fussy."

Despite his outward expression of disgust, Jiang Zhiyang's lips still curled slightly upward in the darkness. Lately, apart from attending classes, he had been immersed in feelings of regret, refusing Liu Xuyan's game invitations, ignoring Liu Xuyan's feelings, and disregarding Liu Xuyan's reactions. Yet, Liu Xuyan brought him books and bought him meals every day without a single complaint. Under normal circumstances, all of this would be worthy of being called a "godfather."

"You quit all your part-time jobs?"

"How did you know?" Jiang Zhiyang asked, somewhat surprised.

"When I wanted to hang out with you, you weren't there. I went to the store to look for you before, but they said you had already quit your job."

"Something else came up."

"Brother Jiang, if you're experiencing financial difficulties lately, I can lend you some money, but please don't go astray."

"What wrong path have I gone down this time?" Jiang Zhiyang asked Liu Xuyan, his face full of questions. He propped his head up with his elbow and turned to question her.

"He's daydreaming in class, quitting his part-time job, disappearing every weekend, staying out all night, and coming back looking completely exhausted. Look at your mouth, look in the mirror, your mouth is all kissed raw. Ask yourself, what wrong path have you taken?" Liu Xuyan listed Jiang Zhiyang's strange behavior one by one.

"Tsk, what are you thinking!" Jiang Zhiyang raised his hand and punched Liu Xuyan in the stomach to cover up his guilty conscience. "I just... found a new part-time job, working the night shift. The pay is higher, so I don't go home at night."

After listening to his friend's explanation, Liu Xuyan still believed Jiang Zhiyang in the end. After all, an honest man like him would scare himself to death before he did anything bad.

"Alright, alright, it's good that nothing happened." Liu Xuyan closed his eyes. After a busy day, he was actually exhausted.

Love isn't something to be taken for granted; love is like a badminton shuttlecock tossed in the air. The other person hits it high, and now Jiang Zhiyang has to rush forward and catch it. But cheesy words are like glue, sticking his mouth shut. Jiang Zhiyang could only get up and tuck his good brother in.

Starting tomorrow, be a good person, Jiang Zhiyang.

……

Good person? Yu Qingjun couldn't distinguish between the definitions of good and bad people, but she was certain that Manniang was an extremely good person.

She never intended to harm anyone, but life is unpredictable. Her passion cooled, her ideals were shattered, and the spirited young man ultimately became a heartbroken and devastated person.

"Manniang".

Upon hearing the familiar voice, the Nightmare Beast reacted slowly and moved its body.

Since her own death, Man Niang has refused to be reborn. Every day she sits on the shore of Linmengyuan, watching the magnificent aurora gather and dissipate in the darkness, day after day, year after year, until the new era covers the old.

This was not a good place. The resentment emanating from the Dream Abyss had corroded her skin, and her eyes had been eroded by tears, revealing a pair of empty holes. However, she still remembered that voice.

"Little girl! Is that you? Little girl!"

This title… Yu Qingjun felt a pang of sorrow and said in a hoarse voice, “Her soul has probably already gone through several reincarnations.”

"Really? Has it been that long?"

The scenery of Linmengyuan is unique in this vast world, but after seeing it every day, there is nothing new to see.

"Why won't you cross the bridge?"

"Why?" she muttered to herself, as if she had long forgotten.

"Is it because of disappointment? Disappointment with the world, disappointment with myself."

She remained silent, her empty eye sockets revealing no emotion.

"Manniang, you're right about one thing: you don't have that much power. To the world, you're not important, and nobody is important. One person's power can't change the world. It's like a giant wheel, and anyone who tries to stand against it will be crushed to pieces."

Tears fell onto Man Niang's hands, warm, unlike the cold wind of Linmengyuan.

"But if one person after another shouts, the sound will become deafening. The world has changed a lot now, and I believe it is the kind of world you want it to be."

Yu Qingjun leaned close to the broken soul and gave her a hug, just like their past intimacy.

Like a mother and daughter...

"Shall I take you across the bridge?"

Manniang leaned on her shoulder, feeling the presence of her old friend. Her throat was choked with sobs, and she could not make a sound, only nodding repeatedly.

There was a long distance from Linmengyuan to Wangsheng Bridge. Yu Qingjun held Manniang's hand and strolled slowly, just like when they were little, when Manniang held her hand and walked on the mountain path. For the last time, they looked at the scenery of Linmengyuan together.

The Bridge of Rebirth was too crowded with the dead. Man Niang disappeared into the sea of ​​people as soon as she stepped onto the bridge. Yu Qingjun could only stand on this side of the bridge, searching for her silhouette.

There are too many dead spirits, it's dazzling...

Man Niang had lingered in Linmeng Abyss for too long, and her spiritual body was severely damaged. If she were to be reborn, she would probably not be able to enter the human realm. Therefore, before parting, Yu Qingjun gently held Man Niang and, disregarding his own weakness, shared half of his spiritual power with her.

Ethereal green butterflies swirled around Man Niang, her body grew warm, her broken body became whole, and flesh and blood grew back into her empty eye sockets. Those eyes were looking back at her in the sea of ​​people.

She raised her hand high on the bridge, as if waving goodbye to Qingjun. Her eyes were bright, youthful, and spirited. They were not Manniang's, but the young Liu Qiuchao, herself!

On this side of the bridge, Yu Qingjun also raised her arm and gently responded to her.

Dear friend, may your dreams come true and your wishes be fulfilled in the new world.