Doomsday Wonderland Vol. 10: Lava [Complete]

1253: Immortal Couple

Bohemia had never seen so many pictures of herself in her entire life.

Surrounded by a small mountain of photo albums, she spent the entire afternoon flipping through the photos one by one. At first, the sunlight from the window lit the albums so brightly that she could hardly see the people in the pictures. But as the glare gradually diminished, the images became clearer. The sun sank heavily below the horizon, casting everything in a cool, dark blue veil.

Lin Sanjiu probably wouldn't be able to find clean water anytime soon.

Bohemia placed the photo album aside and rubbed her eyes. This pocket dimension would likely take her quite some time to explore. She and Yuan Xiangxi spent the entire afternoon looking at the photos, and nothing strange happened in the house. As Yuan Xiangxi had said, her photos were consistently abundant in every album. Whether group photos, solo shots, or candid moments, she had the most pictures among all the family members.

After looking at hundreds of pictures of herself in one go, Bohemia was almost out of breath. It felt like she had unknowingly lived a life captured in these pictures. She was always smiling in the photos, her long hair flowing under the bright sunlight. Her skin was radiant tan, and she looked up, about to bite the red apple from a tree branch.

'Was life before the doomsday really so carefree?'  Bohemia glanced at the picture of herself biting the apple—Yuan Xiangxi held her high in his arms, her legs resting in the bend of his arm. She smiled, her eyes crescent-shaped, while Yuan Xiangxi looked up at her as if he had captured a star in his embrace.

This was, of course, not surprising.

In most of the photos, Yuan Xiangxi was by her side. His photos were only about a hundred less than hers. After an afternoon of looking through them, Bohemia had become extremely familiar with his appearance. If he looked a bit ethereal and pale as a ghost in person, the pictures showed him in his lively and vibrant self. After drinking a few glasses of wine during festivals, his cheeks were rosy, his lips moist, and his eyes were almost brighter than the stars. Over the years, he had tried various hairstyles, and each one suited him well, emphasizing his graceful and delicate bone structure like a freshly fallen immortal.

"I was thinking, since there are so few pictures of Baby Bao, maybe it's not that she died," Yuan Xiangxi said.

Bohemia absentmindedly stuffed the pictures into her pocket and retorted mercilessly, "Your mind is so dark, you know? Haven't you noticed? We simply don't have that many photos of our children."

Indeed, compared to the happy couple, their children seemed like accessories.

As Baby Bao grew older, her photos became scarcer. Bohemia wasn't even sure of the child's gender. Baby Bao always had a round face and wore the same hairstyle as her father, making it difficult to tell if she was wearing a skirt or shorts. Baby Bao appeared occasionally in the photos when she was five years old, often riding on Yuan Xiangxi's shoulders with her arms around his neck. However, after she turned six, her photos completely disappeared.

The second child was a boy; perhaps because he was the second child, there wasn't even a name written on the back of his photos. The third child was a daughter; all family photos stopped when she was just learning to walk.

"Do you think it's because after having the second and third child, we got lazy and stopped taking pictures of the children? We only took photos of ourselves?" Yuan Xiangxi put down a stack of Baby Bao's photos and stood up to find the light switch. "It can't be, right? I always thought I would be a more doting father."

"You're not anyone's father," Bohemia said with a sneer, standing up. The temperature dropped rapidly as evening approached, and the trees and wheat fields outside merged into a deep black shadow. She walked up behind Yuan Xiangxi and watched him flip the switch several times, but the living room remained engulfed in darkness.