Horse Girl, Your Friend is Fighting Her Way Out of the Horse Racing Track

She didn't know what that would feel like.

Will it hurt a lot?

It will be very fast, so fast that she won't even have time to react.

That would be best.

And that was the end of it.

She will leave this world.

No.

She will die in this world.

Poetry and wine paused their steps.

She realized that she had unknowingly walked to the beach.

The azure sea shimmered in the sunlight, and waves crashed against the rocks one after another, producing a deep roar.

Seagulls circled in the sky, emitting sharp cries.

What a disgusting sight.

Everything blue is detestable.

When all the streams converged into Wang Yang.

Then the love from every river will only stagnate and rot into boundless hatred.

Poetry and wine raise their heads and look at the sky.

The sky was so blue it looked like it had been washed.

White clouds drifted by slowly, casting moving shadows.

The sunlight was so bright that she squinted.

do not know why.

She suddenly remembered the warm touch of the silver-haired girl when the diamond-cut treasure hugged her.

Poetry and wine, close your eyes.

My heart suddenly clenched with pain.

Poetry and wine.

Godolphin's Arabic voice echoed deep within his consciousness.

The sea-blue goddess has a gentle demeanor.

It was nothing like the initial warning, which was rather cold.

The blue and white figure being pursued is called Miracle: Chapter 129 Hesitation (Third update, please vote)

What are you hesitating about?

"…No."

Poetry and Wine opened their eyes and said in a very soft voice.

Are you hesitating about whether or not to go?

The goddess of the sea blue spoke with a hint of complex emotion.

Are you starting to feel reluctant to part with it?

"That's not true."

"I'm just... just confirming the location."

【Yeah?】

Godolphin Arab did not press further; she remained silent for a few seconds.

Poetry and wine—I have something to tell you.

"…What?"

If you don't want to die, you can choose not to come into contact with the Diamond Treasure.

Poetry and wine were stunned.

The world will continue to turn, and you will continue to stay here, continuing to endure the pain.

But you won't die.

Godolphin's Arabic voice was very calm.

At least, I won't die now.

Poetry and Wine stood frozen in place, completely stunned.

You can choose to... continue being with Diamond Treasure.

But the price is that the pain will continue.

The heart will suffer forever, and the bones will groan forever.

The torment would follow her like a shadow, inescapable.

Can she tolerate it?

Poetry and wine lowered their heads, looking at their own hands.

Her slender, fair fingers were still trembling slightly.

The black-haired girl suddenly remembered the intense pain she felt last night when the diamond-cut treasure hugged her.

He gritted his teeth and endured it desperately, just so she wouldn't notice anything amiss.

Ugh, so annoying!

That feeling...

It's really painful.

And it's very unfair.

Why is it that she can derive positive emotions from the same experience, while I can only experience pain?

but…

Poetry and wine raise their heads and look at the distant horizon.

The boundary is indistinct; where the sea meets the sky, there is a blurry expanse of azure.

She feels the same way right now.

"If I never go..."

She asked softly.

What will happen?

The world will continue to turn.

Godolphin Arab replied.

But your pain won't go away. You'll live with this feeling forever.

【until……】

"Until what?"

[Until the end of the three years.]

Godolphin paused.

Each scenario world has a runtime limit.

Every story eventually comes to an end.

If you don't trigger the final journey, you will be forced to leave this world when the time runs out.

At that moment, all the pain will be compensated for by death.

Poetry and wine fell silent.

So no matter what, she will eventually…

The only difference is whether it's earlier or later.

If it had happened sooner, at least I wouldn't have had to endure the pain anymore.

If it's later, I can stay in this world a little longer.

You can spend more time with Diamond Baby.

But the price is that the pain will stay with her forever.

It hurts with every breath.

Every heartbeat hurts.

It hurts every time I'm touched.

Can she really tolerate it?

Just then, a sharp pain shot through my heart.

Poetry and Wine suddenly bent over, their fingers gripping the railing by the sea tightly.

The cold metallic touch pierced my palm, but this sensation was nothing compared to the torment inside my body.

My heart was pounding wildly in my chest, and with each beat it felt like someone was cutting me with a knife.

The bones were groaning, making faint creaking sounds, as if they were about to break at any moment.

Her muscles were spasming, in waves, making her whole body tremble.

Hehe, but the body of poetry and wine is exceptionally healthy.

She gritted her teeth, trying hard not to make a sound.

The sea breeze, carrying a salty, fishy smell, filled her lungs and made her throat itch.

She wanted to cough, but was afraid that coughing would trigger even more severe pain.

So she could only endure it, just like she endured all other kinds of pain.

It hurts.

Don't do this again...

It really hurts.

Poetry and wine, I don't know how much longer I can endure them.

one day?

An hour?

Or... has it already reached its limit?

Poetry and Wine closed their eyes and took a deep breath.

She remembered what Diamond Treasure had said last night.

"The fireworks tomorrow... they're sure to be beautiful, right?"

The little horse with the tuft of hair had light green eyes full of expectation.

Poetry and Wine's heart ached again.

I don't know why I have this feeling.

I want to get rid of the pain, I want to leave, I want... liberation.

Afraid of leaving, afraid of never feeling the warmth of someone embracing them again.

Even warmth is accompanied by excruciating pain.

But at least...