Honkai Q&A, Starting with Kiana

If you succeed, you will never succeed.

Chapter One thousand and seventeen, what does it have to do with me

Sirin, Raiden Mei, and Alicia, when Eden's four-person emotional theater was in full swing, they left secretly by themselves.

Surrounded by urban buildings suspended in mid-air, Fu Hua walked alone in the paradise of the past.

She only came once when she remembered.

The strange yet familiar scene brought back the pain of memories in her head.

"The body and spirit have been restored to subversion, which is good news or bad news."

Fu Hua covered his head, shook his head and sighed.

Due to her physical hyperamnesia, she cannot forget the memory, so the memory will always occupy her limited mind and start to have adverse reactions.

The reward for returning to subversion also includes the retrieval of memory.

So the same problem reappeared, and the memory kept oppressing her brain, especially when she encountered a familiar picture, the memory would hit her head-on.

It has caused physical harm and pain, unless Fu Hua's memory is erased with Yu Duchen, or stored, right now I don't want to give up the lost and regain the memory of my youth.

The seven happiest moments in life, recovery from a serious illness, reunion after a long absence, lost and found, false alarm, unexpected encounter, arrival as promised, and the future can be expected.

I hope that when I recover from a serious illness, I find that everything is a false alarm. I meet you unexpectedly on a sunny afternoon, and after a long absence, I can find it again. The relationship comes as promised, and the future between you and me can be expected.

But when memory becomes a bargaining chip for abandonment, without the shackles of the foundation of memory, without the foundation, without existence, it is equivalent to abandoning the past in person.

When I saw my former best friend, I was like a stranger. When I touched the former touch, it tasted like chewing wax, and the promise that was about to be fulfilled was as plain as water.

Such a tragedy, the past self, the future self, are they still the same person?

It's ironic, but Yingjie, who is the most emotional, has to give up his own memory because he can't forget it.

"Once again, can I... still make a choice..."

Fu Hua's expression became more and more painful.

It was precisely because of the joy she had once abandoned and found again that she could not give up again.

Everyday life brings the body to a standstill, even if things are getting worse right now.

Once the sequelae occurred in the battle, Fu Hua knew very well that a short pause would even end the battle directly.

Reality is not a game, and reloading after loading files is a false proposition.

Right now, Fu Hua needs someone who has nothing to do with it, but who goes deep into it to help him solve his confusion.

"So, you came to see me."

Familiar voice, familiar face, familiar flat chest.

The person in front of Fu Hua is exactly her memory, the heroic warrior Hua from the pre-civilization.

"That's right, I will hand Yu Duchen over to you, and you will make the decision for me, so I won't regret it." She stretched out her hand, intending to exchange and relate past memories with the memory, just like Kai Wen is the same.

However, Hua ignored the outstretched palm, hating the iron and saying: "Shared memory, do you want me to become as decadent as you, with a submissive appearance?"

"...Zifeiyu knows the joy of fish." Fu Hua pulled a Chinese proverb: "If you haven't experienced it, don't use superficial knowledge to understand it. It will only show your ignorance."

Maybe it's an expression of inner restlessness, and recurring pain complications.

Fu Hua used a poisonous tongue on the memory.

The effect is outstanding.

The memory that inherited her memory also inherited her character and thinking.

Even in the former civilization, Da Binghua, known as an honest man, had veins popping out of his forehead, trembling with anger.

Fu Hua continued to talk about the truth, she had many regrets in her life, and every time she lost, it was because of her lack of ability.

Father, captain Himiko, friends Danzhu and Cangxuan, the tragic death of each individual is Fu Hua's eternal pain.

"I'll tell you what's the saddest thing. You meet someone, you make a mistake, you want to make up for it, you want to pay it off, but you don't realize until the end that you can't recover from it. The crime you committed will last forever Irreparable, we can never pay for the crimes committed."

It’s not wrong that your past self doesn’t understand your future self’s struggles.

Qualifications are obtained step by step from the long river of time, from childishness to maturity, from an ignorant child to a cunning boss.

"Arbitrariness is the right of the Reverberator. With Sirin's words, what we lack is time, so..."

Fu Hua raised her hand again, ready to exchange memories with the memory, she needs another her to make a choice as soon as possible.

What should Memory China do, accept or deny, the answer is self-evident.

Snapped-

"It's nothing to do with me to bring shame on myself."

She patted Fu Hua's hand away again, Memory Hua's expression was very ugly.

"Although I am in this broken world, I still wanted to walk the path that I longed for and believed in. I took over the Tinder plan from Eden because I thought I could persevere until I died. So, I will not forgive you, your appearance made me understand how fragile I am, and you (the future) failed my heart."

For an unwilling to admit, very nasty future.

What is she going to do?

Just reach out and cut it off, it's that simple.

Young children always look forward to their future selves and what kind of adults they can become.

Did you defeat the collapse, did you contribute to the continuation of civilization, and did you have your own other half?

However, when the reality of the future appeared in front of her eyes.

Longing has turned into disgust, hope has degenerated into despair, how high the expectations were once, and how deep a gap will be born now.

"You don't understand. There are some things that must be learned to compromise. In order to kill Honkai, necessary sacrifices are inevitable."

Fu Hua doesn't want to quarrel with the memory, two people who are similar, have different ideas, before they have received the same experience.

She is very clear that when she was in front of the freezer, she was thinking about something worth remembering in her life, which was only a few minutes.

"You're scared."

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"You are afraid that I am young. I chose to die, but I am still young. Although you are alive, you are already old."

Memory Hua twisted her arms, turned and walked towards her exclusive memory space.

Some things, words can no longer explain.

Fu Hua followed behind the memory as if understanding, she knew exactly what was going to happen next.

Once, I bet everything on the future.

But when the bad future came to him in person, the sense of psychological gap was unacceptable to Fu Hua's spirit.

The former wants to remind the latter of their past ambitions, so the past and the future must not be allowed to conspire together.

The latter wants the former to understand the compromise of reality, so they need to share the experience together, and let the other self do it himself.

Chapter 118 Hua: Do you want to fight me?

Fu Hua followed the memory into a Taoist temple.

"This is..." As soon as he stepped into the Taoist temple, Fu Hua was stunned.

The strange but familiar feeling made her body tremble, and she couldn't help but want to back away, but her reason stopped her abruptly.

"According to the memory shared by Kevin, you have recovered the lost memory. How about it? After 50,000 years, how do you feel when you return home again?"

Memory Hua came to the interior of the Taoist temple, took out a pair of simple gloves from a side cabinet, and threw them to Fu Hua.

She took it subconsciously, and looked down. These were the gloves she wore when she was training boxing skills before going to Canghai City to go to high school.

Fu Hua stroked the stitched marks on the gloves, gradually recovering bits and pieces of her memory, and at the same time, the looming pain also made her frown.

But this time, she was content with it.

"...I used to choose to throw them away. Sometimes, forgetting can really put an end to sadness." Fu Hua took a deep breath, put on the gloves, the size was a bit small, she chuckled a few times, After all, I have grown up.

"Remember how you feel now, I miss you very much. When I usually have free time, I stay alone in the Taoist temple. No matter how long I stay, I will never feel bored, because this is my home."

"Home..."

Memory Hua's words caused ripples in Fu Hua's heart. Talking about her homeland, the first thing she thought of was not her childhood home, nor the dormitory of the fire moths, but the place in Saint Freya. The dormitory where they fight and laugh with Kiana and the others.

"Yes, home is a warm harbor, the destination of the soul, and the sustenance of emotions." Fu Hua, who was shaken by the past home, strengthened his heart because of the words of memory.

Kiana who failed an exam, Mei Raiden who was a cook, Bronya who played games, Wendy who raised her eyes to look at people, Xiaoshi who made troubles everywhere, Himeko who drank, and Teresa who pretended to be majestic... ....

She has too many "family members" that she wishes to protect. In order for this family to continue, no matter what the price is, human beings will defeat Honkai.

"So, in order to protect the homeland I care about, I must abandon the problems that hinder me from moving forward."

Fu Hua, who understands everything and bears everything, already has the determination to give up her memory, but this time, she hopes to get more.

"The future you are looking forward to, I can tell you that it does not exist. The world is fair. If you gain something, you must lose it. We only exist because of love. My father left, Captain Lihua, and I have no family anymore. But now I have a 'family' that I want to protect, and for them, I can give up everything."

Fu Hua's eyes were transparent with glass, as if there was dawn.

"I can give everything, even death."

"...you're really crazy."

Memory Huaqi smiled, what do you mean by that, do you think I will choose to live?

"Do you think I'm angry because of your choice? No, no, I'm even more angry with you. Himiko told us how to protect others who can't even protect themselves. Do you think death is salvation? No, she is evading, throwing the responsibility she shoulders to the saved people, you think you are noble, no, you are too self-righteous, and even self-satisfied, too selfish."

Memory Hua pulled up a bandage, wrapped it around his fist, bit the corner of the bandage with his teeth, and with a light force, the bandage was tightly tied to his fist.

"You want to fight me?"

"Of course."

Memory Hua waved his hands, showing a fierce fighting intent, and assumed the posture of inheriting the Inch Heart Fist.

"Let us use the purest way! To solve all this! Including your anger, your hatred, if words are not enough to quell your mistakes, then let us kill with instinct, let me see, five For thousands of years, has the bravery you have accumulated regressed?"

"as you wish."

Fu Hua also put on a posture, but compared to the Cun Xin Fist of the memory, her movements have a hint of ethereal meaning. This is a variant of the Cun Xin Fist.

The two stared closely at each other's pupils, and no one moved in the first second of the battle.

In the face of two martial artists with superb skills, it is easier to lose the opportunity, especially when the other party knows the profound meaning of your boxing technique.

As time passed, the two waited for an opportunity, an opportunity to do something.

The opportunity came soon, and as the Taoist time came to the hour, the sound of the Ding Dong bell broke the quiet atmosphere.

There seemed to be two afterimages in the air.

While the gradually disappearing figure was left in place, the fists of the two had already collided.

boom-

The aftermath of the fist collision blows away the decoration in the Taoist temple, and the walls and glass even show a series of cobweb cracks.

Memory Hua didn't give the other party the memory to think about. The Cunxin Boxing method that he had studied in the Paradise of the Past all these years had a solid foundation that Fu Hua in the outside world could not match.

There was no extra strength, no extra movements, and it was a two-shot attack in an instant.

Cunjin·Yanpo, with a powerful fist, condenses the experience of internal destruction, a move that breaks the enemy's defense from the inside.

Cun Jin·Landslide, the advanced version of Yan Po, while its power has been raised to a higher level, the power of the shock can even make the opponent's whole body stiff for a moment.

"It's very good, the movements are very fierce, so fierce that I can't reproduce the skill, but don't forget, you can do it, and I can do it too. You know it, and I know it too."

Intelligence is one of the important components of combat power, no matter how powerful the power is, how pure the skills are, and how spooky the speed is.

When I know your moves, your combos, and your backhands, but you have a half-knowledge about me, it is more deadly than knowing nothing.

How can you fight me?

To this, Fu Hua's response was—Xianshi·Xuanniaosan, the miraculous skill of counterattack, through the movement of stretching the arms, it can not only disrupt the opponent's fighting rhythm, but also open the enemy's empty door.