After leaving the world of all NPCs

Is it a laugh?

She herself wasn't sure what had happened.

I felt like I had suddenly gained the power to rewrite my destiny.

The insurmountable abyss of fear that had stretched across the country for so many years was easily crossed in an instant.

what.

It turns out that such a terrifying ■■, such a huge "mother", is actually so small, so fragile, so... not worth mentioning?

“Ahahahahahaha…hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!”

The laughter could no longer be suppressed, growing louder and louder, tearing the dusk sky apart. Absurd questions slammed into my numb heart:

Why have you never thought of rebelling in the past?

Why are you willing to endure all this?

Why……

“Ah…Ah ...

The laughter that broke through the sky had turned into a wail mixed with blood and tears without knowing when.

At the moment of completing the ultimate revenge on that woman, Nanashi truly saw the huge hole in her heart that had long been buried by wind and sand - what she wanted was not the taste of victory.

But... that woman's little hug, a little bit of something called "love".

Then--

The picture of memory was suddenly torn apart.

First day of junior high school.

When it was her turn to introduce herself, she managed to stammer out, "Kami, Kagamino Nanashi..."

The sudden burst of sneers from the audience was like needles.

Nanashi stared at the toes of his worn-out shoes, wishing he could crawl into the crack in the ground.

The next sound was like a ray of light, splitting the noisy darkness.

"I'm ■■■."

The clear voice had a strange penetrating power, instantly taking everyone's breath away.

Nanashi couldn't help but tilt his head slightly.

The boy in the back seat stood up.

The afternoon sun shone through the dusty window frames and fell right on him.

Her black hair was soft, her skin was a flawless cold white, and every line of her facial features was so straight that it looked as if they were carved by a god with the most precise chisel.

A pair of eyes as deep as a cold pond at midnight, yet seemed to contain the glimmer of the entire galaxy, clear enough to reflect the deepest filth in a person's heart.

He was wearing a brand new, neat uniform, standing there, not like a student, but more like a guiding star that had strayed into the mortal world.

"I'm not interested in ordinary humans. If there are any aliens, people from the future, people from another world, or people with super powers among you, please feel free to come to me."

The classroom was silent for a moment, and then an even greater commotion broke out!

"So handsome!!"

"He's glowing!"

"Student Ye is looking at me!"

Nanashi seemed to be burned by that gaze and suddenly retracted his neck.

wack……

She subconsciously commented in her mind.

But this weirdo... was completely different from her.

He is the star that everyone admires, and she is the filth that everyone avoids.

■■■Openly declare your "abnormality" as if you were wearing a medal.

But she tried desperately to hide her "difference" for fear of bringing disaster upon herself.

The film of memory is being roughly edited by an invisible hand at this moment.

It is no longer the ashes of despair, but a forcibly implanted golden fragment!

"Seven Sins." As soon as the school bell rang, the clear voice sounded above her head.

Nanashi jumped up like a frightened rabbit and met the boy's smiling eyes.

"follow me."

■■■He grabbed her skinny wrist without saying a word, and the warmth from his fingertips made her shiver all over.

Everything that happened afterwards seemed like a dream, and even made Nanashi wonder if it was an illusion before his death.

Wearing new clothes for the first time.

Walking into a dazzlingly bright clothing store, the clerk's contemptuous gaze swept over her dirty old clothes, but instantly turned into flattery when he saw the boy's face.

He ignored everything and ran his fingertips over a row of hangers, picking out a pale green dress adorned with tiny daisies.

"Try it." He said in a resolute tone.

Nanashi didn't dare to refuse at all. She just stroked the soft and smooth fabric in the dressing room with trembling hands. The tip of her nose could smell the brand new, sun-dried smell. Tears fell on her skirt without warning.

It was my first time eating food made by someone else.

It's not stolen seasonings, nor is it cold leftovers, but dishes made by ■■■ herself in the warmth of her home, including mountains of hamburger patties, golden fried shrimp, and pancakes drizzled with thick cream.

She stared at the food, her throat tight and she didn't dare move.

"I'm sorry, I'm not very good at cooking. I can only make big fish and meat like this." He stuffed the fork directly into her hand.

When the first mouthful of hot gravy burst in my mouth, I swallowed the hot tears mixed with the aroma of meat, and my stomach felt full and hot like never before.

For the first time, I felt someone cared about me.

Nanashi remembered that he was deliberately tripped by several girls and his knee was scraped and bleeding.

I habitually wanted to hide in the corner to lick my wounds, but my wrist was grabbed.

■■■ squatted down, took out a Band-Aid with a penguin pattern, and carefully put it on her wound.

The touch of fingertips brushing against skin is as soft as a feather.

For the first time... being hugged.

After school that day, the sky was terribly gloomy.

Qizui thought of the empty refrigerator at home and his mother's gloomy face, and his steps felt like they were filled with lead.

Suddenly, cold raindrops fell.

Nanashi held her head and tried to rush into the rain, but a strong arm pulled her back under the eaves.

The hood of the coat with a fresh scent protects against wind and rain.

"Stupid, you'll get sick if you get caught in the rain."

The next second, she was gently embraced in a warm embrace.

The body instantly stiffened as a rock!

The embrace was not forceful, but it was like a solid fortress, keeping out all the coldness and malice.

Nanashi's stiff body softened little by little in his arms. She buried her face deeply in the clothes that smelled of sunshine and began to tremble violently.

……

Fragments of memory spun and shone like a kaleidoscope.

The young man named Ye Zuochen, like a miracle rushing around, forcefully tore apart the thick haze in her life.

He took her to a corner of the library to read quietly, ignoring the stares of others. He would stay behind to help her carry the dirty buckets when she was on duty. He even used some unknown method to change the students' opinions of her, even saying the foolish thing of running for student union president with her...

The door to the entrance was slowly pushed open.

In my original memory, this was the beginning of hell.

Behind the door was a mess like a typhoon, the mother's hysterical roar, and the shadow of death strangling her neck.

At this moment, Nanashi stood in front of the familiar, still dilapidated entrance. The soft touch of her new clothes still lingered on her body, and the sweet fragrance of the pancakes seemed to be lingering in her mouth.

tomorrow……

Tomorrow morning, I will be able to see that weirdo who is as dazzling as the morning star at school.

Deep in the Mirror Punishment, curled up in the cradle of thorns, a drop of hot tears broke free from the heavy shackles and quietly slid down from the empty and dead green pupils of the Seven Sins.

Click——! ! !

The sharp sound of metal tearing was like thunder, fiercely splitting the dead silence and darkness inside Jing Xing's coffin.

The charred iron door covered with a cold and smooth mirror was torn apart like a fragile cardboard.

Two hands covered with platinum scales, shining with divine light, like the claws of a god tearing open the curtain of hell, tightly grasped the edge of the crack in the door.

At the elbow of his right arm, an angel wing made purely of dazzling white light stretched out sharply, and the holy light instantly poured into this filthy cage, causing it to be somewhat dazzling.

The rift was torn and widened violently.

A figure, bathed in the dazzling halo pouring in from outside the door, forced its way into this desperate cage.

The light outlined the other person's silhouette, and the "■■■" that overlapped with the boy in her memory who was as dazzling as a morning star in the back seat of the junior high school classroom, who forced his way into her gloomy life, bringing sunshine and chaos, overlapped without any hindrance!

A shattered platinum halo was floating above Ye Zuochen's head, looking down at her curled up in the cradle of thorns.

"You're still the same as before, you haven't grown up at all."

Before he finished speaking, a hand covered with platinum scales shot out like lightning, grabbed a black thorn wrapped around Nana's chest, and tightened his grip suddenly.

Tsk-!

The tough thorns broke like rotten vines, and the disintegrated black energy fragments splashed everywhere.

"you you you……"

Nanashi shuddered as if he had been electrocuted, his lips trembling violently, but he could only utter broken syllables.

Ye Zuochen ignored her horror and casually waved his arm to shake off the remaining broken thorns.

"I'm sorry, Miss Nanashi, I was really playing tricks on you from the beginning to the end."

Nanashi's body instantly stiffened like an ice sculpture.

"Your previous life was indeed as miserable as a rat in a gutter, there is no doubt about that."

"So, on a whim, I went back in time a little and gave you a little... beautiful sunshine."

"Does this past that I forced upon you make you feel... a little happier?"

A huge feeling of shame mixed with being fooled instantly rushed from the soles of Nanashi's feet to his head.

“Ahhhh——!!!”

"Liar! Big liar!!"

Nanashi's tiny body struggled frantically in the thorn cradle, causing the entire torture device to sway slightly. The paper robe covered with insulting words rustled. "You... you just want to see me in such a miserable state, right?!!"

Tears mixed with humiliation and anger gushed out, blurring her vision. She almost roared and asked:

"Do you think it's fun to watch me vomiting like a dog next to a trash can?! Do you think it's fun to watch me hanging here like a monster?! Do you think it's fun to watch me return to my ugly original form and tremble in front of you?! You... you devil who plays with people's hearts!"

The poisonous ivy of paranoia grew wildly in her heart.

"You just want to prove that you can easily lift me up to the sky and then throw me into the mud! You want to see me make a complete fool of myself! Watch me dance like a clown in your palm! Look at me... look at me..."

The voice was suddenly interrupted due to extreme excitement and suffocation. He gasped for breath, and his small chest rose and fell violently.

Ye Zuochen waited quietly for her to finish venting. After she finished speaking, he gently brushed away the light green messy hair on Qizui's face that was stuck with tears.

"Playing with people's hearts? Miss Nanashi, your persecution complex is really... so adorable it makes me feel distressed."

"I just want you to kiss me."

"I just wanted to see..."