Chapter 185

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How could Jiang Xie forget such a sweet life, such a contented dying moment?

Xie Xi's last sentence was a beautiful spell that bound Jiang Xie. He kept his promise and didn't forget this person for nine reincarnations. Unfortunately, Xie Xi forgot him.

If it wasn't like this, Jiang Xie wouldn't be so desperate. Jiang Xie had been together with this person for 200 years and saw a flower open in the bright moonlight. How could he be willing to have only a moment?

He remembered Xie Xi, remembered the time they spent together and their last promise. He woke up from the reincarnation, got a new life and came back to look for Xie Xi. Then he saw a strange, purer and rational Xie Xi who had no emotional fluctuations.

At this moment, Jiang Xie seemed like a man who won millions only to find he lost the lottery ticket when he went to receive the prize.

A huge feeling of loss and reluctance filled him.

How could Jiang Xie give up? Thanks to his intermittent memory, he went to find Xie Xi countless times. The last time, he was completely disappointed when he saw Xie Xi with others.

The beauty of the past was more and more like a dream and even Xie Xi's last gaze full of love made him feel upset.

Perhaps that period was just his fantasy and the most wanted promise he got before his death actually didn't happen.

Xie Xi's eyes never filled with tears, Xie Xi never said he wanted to be with Xie Xi or to forget him.

From beginning to end, he had deceived himself. It was impossible for a rational to fall in love with others.

They were like fire and ice. The result of a constant demand was to either the melting of the ice or the flames being extinguished. It was impossible to co-exist.

The disheartened Jiang Xie thought everything was a dream and chose to self-destruct. He couldn't forget or wake up so it was better to sleep forever.

After reading these memories, Xie Xi sat down for a while before recovering.

If in the former quasi-worlds, the souls created their own dog blood production because of their hobbies and exclusive will, the souls in this collapsed world were too painful.

They decided they had been abandoned and wrote helpless, desperate scripts that headed for self-destruction.

This world-weariness and complex thoughts existed deep in their bones.

The souls would magnify some of the emotions of the master. In extreme circumstances, they made choices that the master would make.

For example, in a world destined to be erased, they chose self-destruction. In the vicious cycle of Central, Jiang Xie also made this choice...

What was the difference between splitting apart many souls to design a new world and drinking to quench thirst?

Xie Xi stopped his thoughts and went to find J.

Through the glass window, Xie Xi saw the man sleeping on the snowy white platform.

He was dressed in white and his body was covered, with only his face exposed. It was a young and handsome face, with slender eyebrows and a tall nose. His thin lips might be light in colour but it had a good shape and it was easy to imagine how dazzling he would be when smiling.

This person was very familiar to Xie Xi but some facial features were strange. It was probably strange because Xie Xi had never seen such a gaunt Jiang Xie. His face was pale and bloodless, his expression calm but lifeless. He unloaded all his hard shells, revealing a fragility that had been buried deeply.

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