Chapter 680 He is actually very fragile

Chapter 680 He is actually very fragile

At night, Ishilin had a dream.

Tonight the bracelet emits an intense light, until it drags Ishilin into an unspeakable zone.

Time always says goodbye.

Ishilin felt that this dream was very real, this was a room.

To be precise, it was Yue Ji's room.

There was an unspeakably heavy rain outside, and the lights in the city were much less.

She subconsciously looked next door.

The door was half-closed, the bedsheets were messy, the dark red blood had long since dried, but it was still glaring enough to make people shudder. There were several debt notes scattered on the table, with suffocating numbers marked next to the scribbled signatures.

Repressed.

asphyxia.

Everything here seemed to have been crushed by some heavy fate, even breathing became difficult.

Ishilin looked down at the bracelet, the light flickering faintly but stubbornly, as if guiding her.

When I arrived at Yue Ji's room, I saw a diary in front of the dusty computer.

Thinking of the contents of the previous diary, Yishilin couldn't help feeling sad.

Just as a bystander, she could feel Yue Ji's sadness.

At this moment, a distorted text is written on it.

It is a far cry from Yue Ji's previous neat handwriting.

From now on, I will never be able to realize my original dream.

Looking at the text, Yishilin couldn't understand the meaning for a moment.

Yue Ji was now getting closer to darkness. She closed her diary and simply tidied up Yue Ji's room.

Although this doesn't make sense...

When she walked downstairs, she was shocked to realize that it was not rain at all - dark red liquid poured down from the sky and gathered into a sticky stream on the ground. The rusty smell filled the air, a smell she was very familiar with...

It's Yue Ji's blood.

The strange thing was that the bloody rain was strangely diverted at the moment it was about to touch her, as if an invisible umbrella was separating her from this cruel baptism. The streets were twisted and deformed in the blood curtain, and only a few street lamps were still stubbornly lit, and the dim halo was like the last lighthouse at the end of the world.

Then, she saw—

The figure on the bench curled up into a ball, his body glowing faintly in the dim darkness. The blood rain also avoided him, and the scarlet liquid evaporated into mist a few inches away from him, and was purified by the white light flowing around his body.

The moon at this moment is like a waning moon that is about to be swallowed by the darkness, fragile but still stubbornly emitting its clear light.

Ishilin's breath hitched.

"Yue Ji?"

Her voice was so soft that it was almost drowned out by the sound of the rain, but what responded to her was a suppressed, broken sob.

The man who always used madness as a mask and buried his pain deep in his heart was now curled up on the bench, pressing his trembling fingers tightly on the bursting wounds on his body.

Dark red blood oozed from between his fingers. He gritted his teeth, but still couldn't stop the painful groan from his throat, as if even breathing was accompanied by tearing pain.

“It hurts…it’s so painful…”

Yishilin walked around to Yue Ji's front and found that he had buried his head in his arms.

Under the wet eyelashes, the eyes that always concealed madness and sadness were now filled with tears. On the scarred cheeks, the unwiped blood and tear marks mixed together, making him look miserable.

He looked at her with a dazed look in his eyes, like a lost child who finally saw the light but was afraid of being burned.

Ishilin was stunned.

This was the Yue Ji she had never seen before.

He was no longer the berserker who laughed wildly and tore his enemies apart, nor was he the lone ranger who locked all his emotions into a cold mask. At this moment, he was just an ordinary person whose soul was crushed by pain and sorrow.

Is this Yue Ji?

Or is this what Yue Ji is thinking in his heart?

The light from the bracelet gently enveloped the two of them, and blood rain fell silently outside the halo.

Yishilin tried to get closer to Yue Ji, but the latter curled up and leaned back.

"Don't... don't come over here..."

Yue Ji said weakly and wiped his tears with the back of his hand.

"It hurts here, don't come over here again..."

Upon hearing that, Yi Xilin sat next to Yue Ji. Her flowing high ponytail made Yue Ji turn sideways, but he quickly turned his head away.

Seeing this, Yishilin just spoke softly.

"It's okay, you are not alone. If you are sad, just cry. I will cry with you..."

As she spoke, she grasped Yue Ji's injured left palm. The latter resisted a little and even said some incomprehensible words.

"Don't do this... please don't do this anymore... I don't want to be hurt anymore..."

On the blurry road, only Yishilin and Yueji were left.

Ishilin tightened her fingers without hesitation and intertwined them with his.

"Yue Ji, can you look at me?"

When he finally raised his tearful face, Yishilin could no longer hold back her tears. But she still smiled with tears in her eyes, and this smile made Yue Ji open his eyes in confusion.

"I hope I can share the pain with you. If you have any sad things, just speak them out...

Are you in pain now because of those wounds..."

Yue Ji's pupils shrank violently, and the high wall he had built for a long time collapsed at this moment. He nodded like a lost child, and transparent tears kept rolling down.

"Well... it hurts so much... it hurts so much that it's driving me crazy. I'm actually afraid of... pain."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and finally became almost a whisper.

"Then why don't you rely on others?"

"Because everyone who gets close to me either dies or hurts me in return. I've had enough... I'm alone, so please, don't get close to me anymore."

Yue Ji shook his head, and his hand that tried to break free was grabbed by Yi Xilin. The next second, the girl hugged Yue Ji into her arms. The latter froze, and he could clearly feel Yi Xilin's violent heartbeat coming through the thin clothes.

"When I see you getting hurt, I feel pain too..."

Yue Ji opened his eyes blankly and let the girl bury her face in his chest. There was a faint floral scent coming from her hair.

"Every time you are covered in bruises like this, and no one cares, no one cares, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

Ishilin's sobs were muffled in the fabric of his clothes.

"Well..." He responded subconsciously, his voice so soft that it was almost inaudible, "But I can't help it. I can only bear it myself."

"It's different!" Yi Xilin suddenly looked up, her red eyes filled with tears, "You now are the real you, right?"

The moonlight penetrated the bloody rain, casting mottled shadows on Yue Ji's face. He was silent for a long time, and finally nodded imperceptibly. His tense body relaxed little by little, as if he had finally taken off his heavy armor.

"I just..." His Adam's apple rolled up and down, "I can't do a lot of things... I can only choose to bear it myself..." The blood-stained fingers carefully touched the ends of Yi Xilin's hair, and then retracted as if burned, "I'm sorry... those indifference were all fake..."

Yi Xilin suddenly grabbed his retreating hand and interlocked their fingers tightly. She could feel the scars on Yue Ji's palm and the slight trembling of his fingertips.

"I'm afraid..." His breathing became rapid, "I'm afraid you will also die because of me... At least I want someone to survive, at least one person."

"Idiot." Yi Xilin interrupted softly, pressing their clasped hands to her heart, "Listen, it's still beating for you."

Yishilin's soft chest made Yue Ji's face blush, and Yishilin caught this subtle detail.

The bloody rain had stopped at some point, and the street lamps emitted a vague white light. Yue Ji stared blankly at the palms of their hands pressed together, where the girl's hot body temperature scalded his eyes.

"...So warm," he murmured, his voice filled with disbelief.

Yi Xilin smiled tearfully and gently pressed her forehead against his: "From now on, I will share half of this warmth with you."

"But... bad things will still happen. I hope you can live well and not do these worthless things for me."

Upon hearing this, Yishilin did not try to persuade her, but changed the subject.

"Do you really enjoy being Ultraman?"

"Well... because there's nothing more I can do... I can just devote my life to all of this, and that's it... but I didn't expect it to be so painful along the way."

"Do you regret it?"

"No..." Yue Ji shook his head, with a bitter arc on the corner of his mouth, "I don't regret it."

"Rather than living a rotten life, I want to burn at the end."

Ishilin's fingertips brushed gently over his injured body.

"Time will always tell us the answer. We have been friends for many years. I know your heart. You have always been fragile and sad.

When you were indifferent to me, I knew that it was all your mask, and the pain in your heart had never disappeared, so I was so persistent, persistent in wanting to tell you hope, wanting to tell you that life will continue. "

Listening to these words, Yue Ji also murmured.

"I know, I know you care about me, but I've been following the rules since I was born, and I know that one day you will leave or hurt me, so..."

"I am Faust, which means fate will not let us go. Compared with these, I want to know other things about you. I care about you more, and there are some things I just want to say here."

After saying that, Ishilin raised her head and looked into those broken and sad eyes with her beautiful eyes.

"If you put aside fate, Ultraman, and everything else, do you want to live an ordinary life? Or, in other words, live a loving life with the girl you like?"

"how do you know……"

Yue Ji was a little surprised, but Yi Xilin smiled.

"You complained to me a long time ago that no one likes you, you're just a goblin. But I don't think so. You don't even know that you're very attractive now, and you deserve to be loved, no matter how much you save the world.

so……"

Through her tears, she blinked slyly.

"You quite like me, don't you?" Her voice was as sweet as honey, yet it contained a cautious test.

Yue Ji's face flushed instantly. He turned his face away helplessly, hesitating like a young boy who had just fallen in love. Under the broken disguise, the real soul that longed to be loved finally had nowhere to hide.

"No...what are you talking about..."

While Yishilin was using energy to heal Yue Ji, her face flushed. She herself had just realized the person she loved, and she asked hesitantly.

"If you really can continue to live," her voice became smaller and smaller, and the last few words almost turned into a whisper, "why don't you try it, with me..."

Before she could finish her words, Yishilin herself was out of breath. Her face was as red as Yue Ji's. In desperation, she buried her hot face in Yue Ji's shoulder and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist.

Through the thin fabric, she could clearly feel the other person's heartbeat suddenly accelerating, beating like a frightened deer.

"Don't do this...my heart can't take it."

Yue Ji's voice was trembling with suppression, his bloodstained fingers suspended in the air, he didn't dare to hug back but also couldn't bear to push away.

Yi Xilin loosened her grip a little, but still kept an ambiguous distance. She held Yue Ji's face in her hands and gently stroked the scar at the corner of his eye with her thumb.

"Then do you want to give it a try? Try to let go of all the pain, and we can lick each other's wounds together. Let's face the future together, and never separate... I still want to hear about your pain, and I want to share it..."

After saying that, Yishilin also stroked Yue Ji's face with both hands, and then slowly moved closer.

"Wait...wait!" Yue Ji hurriedly pressed his index finger against her lips which were getting closer. The soft touch from his fingertips made him retract his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

"What you are telling me now is just a broken dream in front of the real me. I think it's better to keep it in reality. I...I...I'm not ready yet."

Yue Ji was increasingly unable to continue speaking, and in frustration he shook his red face.

Looking at Yue Ji's incoherent speech, Yi Xilin suddenly laughed out loud. She blinked her left eye playfully and gently pressed her index finger on her lips.

"Then it's a deal...we must be together."

The playful and cute action made Yue Ji's heart beat faster to the limit, and he didn't even dare to look directly at Yishilin in front of him.

"After all, I like ..."

Every word lingered in the ears of the glowing Yue Ji. At this moment, he was just like an ordinary boy who met the girl he loved for the first time, so innocent.

However, before he could finish his words, an iron spike pierced Yue Ji's body, causing the blood to gush out again.

"cough……"

Countless blood flowed from Yue Ji's eyes, and he was instantly dragged into endless darkness. Yishilin was also stunned at this moment. She stood up and wanted to chase him, but found a strong wall of air blocking her way.

Do you deserve it?

Did you forget something?

When did it start, have you forgotten?

I forgot that I grew up in pain.

Countless horrible whispers were heard, and Yue Ji's body was pierced by the alien beast's tissue. The intense pain made him scream miserably.

Behind him, a figure wrapped in black mist slowly appeared. As the violent, dark mist poured into Yue Ji's body, his miserable scream turned into a roar.

Then, the usual Yue Ji appeared.

He struggled to cut off the tentacles and tissues that were inserted into his body, and then fell to the ground covered in blood.

All around, there are reviews of countless scenes.

Ma Xiayi turned into food for the alien beast, the death of her father and the cruel truth on the wall.

The familiar dark realm enveloped the dream, and the miserable cries of death of countless people echoed throughout the world.

Everything was piling up, and Yue Ji's weak cry turned into a heart-wrenching sneer.

Then, a roar was heard.

"Fuck, which alien beast is this! I can't even sleep peacefully!!!"

In Lin Muzhe's universe, Yue Ji was roaring in the alley.

He didn't sleep well that night.