Chapter 520 Is it so hard for humans to express their feelings?
Chapter 520 Is it so hard for humans to express their feelings?
"Aren't you going to do something?" Wan Liuchun finally couldn't hold back any longer.
"What can I do?" Xu Si didn't understand what Wan Liuchun meant.
"Don't you know what 'the soul returns' means? Talk to her, maybe it will have an effect!" Wan Liuchun knew Jiao Jiao's feelings for Xu Si.
"what?"
What do you mean by that? What are you saying?
Xu Si didn't know why Wan Liu Chun even knew this, but doing so seemed like it might, or perhaps, work?
Xu Si was stunned.
He actually had a lot to say to Jiao Jiao, but what could he say at this time and place?
He tried to move forward, standing between two cocoons of light, his mouth opening and closing repeatedly, like a fish stranded on the shore.
Let's start from their first meeting?
Are you talking about that sharp-tongued, venomous, and temperamental little girl?
Let's start from the first time she used the framing technique to get injured.
He witnessed the whole process of taking the blame for Tashan's injuries. Seeing a young girl in pain with tears streaming down her face, what was he thinking at that moment?
Or should we start from the last time she closed her eyes?
Watching her body crumble inch by inch in his arms, like a porcelain doll about to be shattered, his heart broke little by little at that moment.
He had so much to say.
But these words stuck in my throat, like a wad of cotton soaked in water, wet and heavy, and I couldn't spit them out no matter what.
"I……"
Wanliuchun hovered beside him, her bare feet lightly touching the air, and she floated away a little.
She didn't leave; she just made room for him.
Wang Yanhua's soul also shrank back, and his two bright eyes wisely turned away, pretending to study the architectural structure of the Black Building.
Xu Si took a deep breath.
He called out, "Jiao Jiao," but there was no response.
Two cocoons of light floated quietly in the gray-white void, with gray threads flowing slowly between them, like two rivers that would never meet.
"Jiao Jiao, it's me." His voice rose slightly, carrying a tremor that he himself was unaware of, almost like a plea.
"Come back! I'll protect you from now on!"
The cocoon of light trembled slightly.
Xu Si wasn't sure if it was just his imagination.
"From now on, I will stand in front of you and never let you get hurt again." He called out again, his voice lower and deeper than before, like a stone thrown into a bottomless well, taking a long time to echo.
Xu Si kept a close eye on the changes in the silk threads, but it was still a little short...
It was just a little short!
"Now that we've established a survival base, you can eat whatever you want. I even had scrambled eggs with tomatoes yesterday!" Xu Si said whatever came to mind.
"Is it so hard for humans to express their feelings?" Wanliuchun couldn't stand it anymore; even a weirdo knew what she wanted to hear.
Isn't it said that a man's words are deceitful?
What's wrong with Xu Si? Is he not doing well?
Wang Yanhua, however, noticed the changes in the silk threads.
The gray thread between the two cocoons suddenly tightened at that moment.
The gray-white light spots that had been flowing slowly and gently like a stream began to accelerate, surging from one end of the soul to the other end of the body, like a silent, reversed downpour.
Xu Si's starry pupils suddenly contracted.
He saw it.
Jiao Jiao's soul stirred, and it actually went towards his physical body on its own initiative.
And as if with an aggressive intent, the light cocoon to which the soul belonged frantically moved toward another light cocoon.
The two cocoons of light merged the moment they touched.
The two cocoons of light then merged into one.
Fine cracks began to appear on the surface of the cocoon of light, and grayish-white light seeped out from the cracks, illuminating the entire void space as if it were daytime.
The cracks became more numerous and denser, like a spider web being torn apart.
Then, the light exploded, like a gentle, spring-like bloom.
Wang Yanhua's soul trembled violently, and the two flames in his eyes emitted a light that was almost tangible.
"It's done!" His voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement.
Xu Si remained silent.
His gaze was fixed on the fleshy body that was being filled with grayish-white light.
Jiao Jiao's face was faintly visible in the light.
Those porcelain-like cracks have long since disappeared, and the skin restored by the source of the plague is delicate and rosy, now being soaked layer by layer by a grayish-white mist.
First, the skin.
The grayish-white light seeped into her pores like water, forming a thin, shimmering film on her skin.
Then comes the muscle.
The light mist penetrated the skin and went deep into the muscle fibers. The muscle fibers that had been dormant for too long began to tremble slightly under the stimulation of the power of the soul, like withered branches awakened by the spring breeze.
Finally, there's the heart.
Xu Si's starry eyes pierced through her chest, and he saw that her heart, which had been silent for who knows how long, finally beat once, enveloped in a grayish-white light.
That was an autonomous beating, stemming from the instinct of life.
Although it was faint, and only for a moment, it did jump.
Xu Si's breath froze completely at that moment.
"Jiao Jiao?" he asked involuntarily, as if calling out to a friend he hadn't seen for a long time.
The girl's eyelids trembled slightly.
Then, she opened her eyes.
Those eyes weren't the dark green of the plague's origin, but a clean, pure, and slightly bewildered gray-black.
Like the sky after the rain, like glass washed clean.
She blinked, her gaze slowly sweeping across the void, from Wan Liuchun's bare feet to Wang Yanhua's unstable soul.
Finally, her gaze fell on Xu Si's face.
His image was reflected in those dark gray eyes, as were his crimson star-like pupils and the complex emotions on his face—emotions that had been suppressed for too long and had finally found an outlet.
"Where can I find something to eat?"
Xu Si took a step forward, then stopped.
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