He's a sick Cinderella

Chapter 118 [118] Reset of the World
An Yeran clutched her forehead, complaining silently in her heart, what are you pretending to do with me here?I have not only seen it, but also hammered your old nose with a fucking table!
Gee.

If she had known that the real world would be suppressed like this by this guy, she should have beaten Chu Ye up in the novel world!
Lieutenant General Zhang rubbed the girl's head with a smile, "Don't worry, Lieutenant General Chu has this character."

An Yeran nodded, pursed her mouth, "Enen! I know."

After finishing speaking, she suddenly remembered something again, "Well, Lieutenant General Chu!" An Yeran shouted.

Chu Siming picked up the cup in front of him and drank it slowly: "What's wrong?"

An Yeran leaned in front of him, blinked and asked, "I heard, do you still have a nephew?"

Chu Siming paused holding the cup, and then said, "Yes, what's the matter?"

An Yeran's eyes brightened, and he asked again, "What's his name?"

Chu Siming snorted coldly, "Why are you asking this? Why? Do you want to be my nephew's wife? Tell you, my nephew is not interested in women, let alone a stinky girl like you who hasn't even grown hair yet. I advise you to accept that thought."

An Yeran: "..."

Oh shit.

Sure enough, this pretentious character is exactly the same as in the novel world!
hold back.

This is the leader, the officer, she can't do anything until she is discharged from the army!

An Yeran took a deep breath, and forced a smile, "No, no, no, I misunderstood you, it's my cousin, he said you have a nephew, it seems that when you performed a certain mission last time, you suddenly fell into a coma ?”

Chu Siming raised his eyebrows slightly, "What An Zicheng said? That talkative monster really lives up to its reputation."

He put down his glass, "Yeah, it's a coma, it's not a secret."

"I've been in a coma for almost two months."

"The military hospital couldn't wake him up, so he was sent to the scientific research institute. Shen Zhizhu, the deputy director of the scientific research institute, is researching a mental simulator. That kind of device can build a spiritual world in the human brain. As long as there are strong emotional fluctuations , the system will capture this emotion and use it to wake up the unconscious person."

"This device is still in the testing stage. It was originally aimed at treating those vegetative people. In the end, my unlucky nephew became the first experimental product."

An Yeran was stunned for two seconds.Caught a certain point in his words, "The spiritual world?"

Chu Siming nodded, "Build a big frame, and then enter some names and genders, and the system will build a world for him based on the deepest memory of the unconscious person."

"It's too profound. I don't understand it very well. Shen Zhizhu also came last night. If you are interested, go and ask him yourself."

After speaking, Chu Siming stood up and went out to inspect with General Zhang.

Before leaving, the man turned around, glanced at the girl, and said softly, "Oh, that's right."

"My unlucky nephew is called Chu Xiu."

"First of all, that kid probably won't like you, the type of yellow-haired girl."

An Yeran: "..."

your uncle.

*
After watching the two leave, she ran to the rooftop of the building where there was no one there, angrily took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and called An Zicheng.

After the call was connected, the girl went straight to the point, "Brother Zicheng, I want to ask you something. How did you write your novel?"

An Zicheng didn't expect the girl to ask this question suddenly.

He faltered and said: "This...Of course your brother and I came up with it ourselves!"

An Yeran sneered, "Who are you lying to? The devil of Chu told me all about it."

"What?! Lieutenant General Chu?!" An Zicheng gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, "This talkative..."

An Yeran: "..."

So you're both gibberish.

"The major scolded the lieutenant general, I'm going to sue." An Yeran said.

An Zicheng jumped up immediately: "You stinky girl... Forget it! It's alright, it's not a secret anyway."

He rubbed his nose, "My job in the scientific research institute is actually a recorder."

"After Major General Chu fell into a coma, I was responsible for recording everything he experienced in the other world, and marked all the points that could affect his emotions with red lines."

"But there were some problems with the instrument at the beginning, so Professor Shen used the connector to enter Major General Chu's spiritual world to deal with the problem. Unexpectedly, he also lost his memory. This caused even more problems with the instrument."

"The novel I wrote is actually what happened in the fourth episode of the major general's spiritual world. There was no Professor Shen in that episode, because the major general jumped off the building after he killed his stepmother, and after that was the fifth episode. Professor Shen I woke up after the end of Zhoumu, but Major General Chu is still in a coma, that’s all I know. Well, my sister, my curiosity has been satisfied, now I don’t need to complain to the lieutenant general... eh ?! Sister?! Sister?!”

Before he finished speaking, the girl opposite had already hung up the phone!

An Yeran's eyes widened.

She felt that her limbs were stiff now.

——The spiritual world.

Not the world of fiction.

So, what she traveled through was not a novel, but the spiritual world constructed for him by the system after Lu Xiu fell into a coma? !
*
"boom!"

The iron door on the roof behind him was suddenly kicked open!
An Yeran was a little taken aback, she slowly turned her head.

Standing in front of him was Shen Zhizhu whom he saw last night.

His appearance was still the same as the boy in white in his memory.

The eye frames on the bridge of the young man's nose reflected silver light. He was short of breath, his chest heaved violently, and sweat slid down his forehead, as if he was anxious about something. A pair of dark pupils were fixed on the girl with red eyes.

An Yeran was about to ask, but suddenly heard him say:
"Don't...don't stand there..." The young man's tone was unsteady, and there was a faint cry in it.

The eyes under the glasses were bloodshot and slightly red.

"Come here... will you? I beg you..." he called hoarsely, with a tone of despair.

Stretching out his hand, he showed a hug to the girl.

An Yeran was startled, not knowing why, frowned slightly, and then heard the young man in front of him continue:
"Come here, yes, don't stand there... I'm afraid."

"I'm really scared..."

Afraid that she would jump off again.

I was afraid that the tragic scene would repeat itself before my eyes.

The girl's eyes widened slowly, she stood there in a daze, and seemed to hear something from the young man's words.

Seeing that she didn't move.

The fear in Shen Zhizhu's heart was further magnified!
He really wanted to rush over to pull her back, but he was afraid that his abrupt movements would scare the girl!

He didn't dare, not at all.

The only impulse and indulgence in the spiritual world made her disappointed in him.

An Yeran clearly felt the young man's fear, and there was a humble begging in those dark eyes.

With a thought, she walked towards him with her feet involuntarily. Before she could reach her, she was embraced by the young man's outstretched hand!
The embrace was strong, carrying all his fear and anxiety.

The young man's head was buried in her neck, and she could feel some warm liquid wet her skirt.

Familiar breath.

familiar movements.

The moment he hugged her, the heart that was frightened and hanging in the air finally fell into reality.

"Thank you..." His trembling words fell into her ears, "Thank you..."

——Thank you for coming.

—Thank you for not jumping.

A gentle and familiar tone.

In a daze, An Yeran felt that Shen Mo really seemed to be standing in front of her.

"Little Mo."

Two words.

Both of them were stunned.

That call, like a basin of cold water, made the young man wake up instantly!
He put down his hand stiffly, and slowly raised his eyes, the dark eyes reflected the girl's slightly pale face.

The thin lips parted slightly, but it was difficult to utter a word.

happy?
some.

But more, it is pain and regret.

*
The cold wind blew across his cheeks, coating his pale face with a layer of frost.

The sound of the tide rising and falling by the sea carries the desperate cry of the abyss.

His voice was almost hoarse.

It's still the same scene.

It is still a cold tower.

Countless times it was the first time.

The boy was numb from the pain.

There was a dead silence in the brown pupils, without luster.

He sat alone under the wall of the high tower, and blood flowed all over the floor.

Death could not bring him back.

His time was fixed at the moment when the girl jumped off.

The time of rebirth has been changed.

He will never go back to the time when we met again.

The young man went from hope at first to numb despair later.

For him, it seemed like only a moment had passed.

The jade around the neck carries human body temperature.

But his heart is so cold.

"Sister... are you still angry?"

The boy muttered.

"I've died many times."

"Still can't calm you down?"

The voice was small, pale in the relentless sea breeze.

The knife in his hand fell to the side, and he had no strength to pick it up again.

——What do I have to do before you can forgive me.

The fatigue of the mind is getting worse.

His eyes were too blurred to see anything in front of him.

The blood flowing from the wrist soaked the carefully selected dolls around him.

The boy's drooping eyes noticed this scene.

It was a gift for my sister.

He raised his hand suddenly, trying to stay away from the dolls.

- Can't get dirty.

Can't get my sister's gift dirty.

This will make her even more unhappy.

The process of blood flowing slowly is an extreme torment.

He could clearly feel that his consciousness was constantly diminishing.

--Do not.

He doesn't want to forgive.

The boy curled up.

He just wants his sister back.

I just want to see her again.

to see her.

want to see her.

Even if it's just one look.

He would too.

The boy crawled on the cold marble floor.

The warm body is slowly getting colder.

He frowned slightly, as if thinking of something.

Pale and feeble hands slowly grasped the jade around the neck, exerted all their strength, and placed it by the bloodless lips.

Just like believers treat their most beloved gods.

Kiss it devoutly.

Then, after experiencing hundreds of death cycles.

He finally heard a sigh that seemed to come from ancient times.

The sigh was cold and merciless.

But it unexpectedly gave him some hope.

【Save point has been emptied from the outside. 】

[It will be reset soon. 】

At that moment, all the forgotten memories of the boy flooded into his mind!

The brown pupils shrank suddenly!

Those scenes were played back like a horse watching flowers, until he remembered them all!

original……

His eyes widened in disbelief.

—Is that the case?
[The world reset is complete, and the first week is about to start. 】

A strong sense of drowsiness hit after the memory revived.

The young man clenched the jade in his hand tightly and gritted his teeth.

The opening of the first week means that he will lose his memory again!
A sternness flashed in Chu Xiu's eyes.

No!

can not forget!

At least……

Never forget her!

The tower collapsed.

The mountains and seas roared.

The world begins to crumble.

A massive black hole envelops everything inside.

The day of reset, the day of rebirth.

Everything.

Will eventually reverse and recolor back to white.

　When the instrument is reset, Lu Xiu's spiritual world will also be reset, and everything will return to the beginning, which is the first week.

　　So the soft and cute Xiaotuanzi Lu Xiu is going to reappear! !
　　update completed! !
　　I have too many classes today so I came late, sorry! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)