This endless world

In the real world, there are many nameless desert islands, but Yang Yun understands that the "desert island" that Zhao Yingkong refers to will only be that one... That one lives with the brothers and sisters of the "Empty" project and has also witnessed Zhao Yingkong's entire life. The nameless desert island in childhood.

Finding this place is not difficult for Yang Yun today. With just a flash of their bodies, the two of them had moved from the underground laboratory filled with the smell of blood to a distant island.

The sky is clear, the sea breeze is blowing, the sun is shining, and the birds are flocking. In terms of the environment alone, this place is much better than the oppressive and dark assassin family.

"...It's still the same as before."

Seeing the scenery on the island, Zhao Yingkong's eyes flashed with a hint of nostalgia. She looked around and didn't let go of the weak, boneless hand in Yang Yun's palm. When she found something, her eyes suddenly lit up. She and Yang Yun just kept holding hands on an uninhabited desert island. Wandered around.

"This small island is located in a cold zone, so there is still snow on the mountains. When I wanted to drink water at that time, I basically had to turn snow into water..."

"There were oysters on the beach on the east side. At that time, I often went to dig some with Ruikong and eat them; there were many fish schools near the rocks on the west side, and we could catch big and big fish..."

Walk all the way, see all the way, and introduce all the way. Whenever he sees a familiar scene, Zhao Yingkong will stop and introduce his past experiences to Yang Yun next to him and share corresponding memories...

Although they were just some miscellaneous things that were not worth mentioning, Zhao Yingkong's smile at this time radiated from the bottom of his heart. It was as if until this moment, she was no longer the "mourner" who slaughtered the entire assassin family expressionlessly before, but was no different from a girl of high school age who was nostalgic for her childhood life.

Since Zhao Yingkong was in this mood, Yang Yun no longer refuted, but played the role of a "listener" very well, continuing to follow Zhao Yingkong's words, and making comments from time to time, so that the assassin girl could face her. The smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

It's just that the good times always come to an end. As time gradually passes, the sun goes down and the moon rises, Zhao Yingkong's mood begins to change from cheering for joy at the beginning, to gradually becoming calm and sad... When she takes Yang Yun to a place. When they were in the clearing in the forest, the assassin girl suddenly stopped, lowered her head and said, "This is it... Right here, I was controlled by Sister Ruikong and killed my brothers and sisters with my own hands."

"That's not your fault."

Yang Yun sighed. He knew that what was supposed to come would eventually come. This was why Zhao Yingkong insisted on visiting this deserted island... It not only held the beautiful memories of her childhood, but also a painful experience that was unbearable to look back on: "I want to Now that the assassin family has been completely destroyed, and the experimental subjects have also been killed, both Zhao Ruikong and...Zhao Likong and the others can probably rest in peace."

It wasn't that Yang Yun meant to pause, but he really couldn't remember the specific names of Zhao Yingkong's brothers and sisters. The only one who had some impression was the "powerful" Zhao Likong.

Fortunately, Zhao Yingkong, who was lost in memories, didn't notice this. She just sighed, put her petite body into Yang Yun's arms, and said in a trembling voice: "I understand, including them in the end. It's my fault, I understand that...but I still want to cry."

While realizing that Zhao Yingkong's pair of murder weapons were oppressing her body, Yang Yun also felt that this talented assassin, who was essentially still a little girl, was not as calm as she usually seemed deep down... There are childhood traumas, and this will probably take a lifetime to make up for.

"...It's okay, it's all over."

In the end, Yang Yun could only hug the trembling girl in his arms and comforted her: "I will stay with you."

"No matter what happened before or what will happen in the future, we will face it together."

"……Um."

This sentence was like a shot in the arm, injecting strength into Zhao Yingkong, who was still a little trembling. With a few deep breaths, Yang Yun felt a few drops of crystal liquid wet his chest, and the next moment Zhao Yingkong responded in a slightly muffled voice: "...Yes, it's all over."

In fact, Zhao Yingkong had already reached a reconciliation with herself deep in her soul and accepted all the past experiences and pains. However, those memory fragments were like deep-rooted vines, still entangled in her heart, making it impossible for her to completely let go. Despite this, she also understands that there are always some things in life that need to be solved by herself...

And in this state of mind, Zhao Yingkong slowly broke away from Yang Yun's arms. He walked into the forest and stretched out his right hand. The light of "The mirror of the heart reflects the soul" immediately shone on her body.

One, two, three... There seemed to be something invisible and intangible flying into Zhao Yingkong's outstretched hand in the air, and at the same time, the outline of a human figure was also outlined behind Zhao Yingkong.

In the shining light, the figures of Zhao Yingkong, Zhao Zukong, and Zhao Ruikong suddenly appeared behind her, like silent patron saints. But this is not the end, on the contrary, it seems to be the beginning. As the brilliance of the "Heart Mirror Reflects the Soul" shines brighter, one after another, boys and girls who are about the same age as Zhao Yingkong and have somewhat similar looks, begin to gradually appear in the light. …

"Brother Yukong, sister Mingkong, sister Nikong, and Xuekong, Mingkong..."

There was no need to look back or confirm. Every time a figure appeared, Zhao Yingkong could call out their name accurately. This incredible scene lasted for several minutes before gradually stopping. Looking at the dozens of figures transformed by the light, standing in a circle around the forest with smiling faces, surrounding themselves in the center like stars holding the moon, Zhao Yingkong couldn't help but smile the same way.

"...It's great to see you all."

Seeing this, Yang Yun on the side couldn't help but smile and applaud, and this move seemed to shock Zhao Yingkong. She waved her hand hurriedly, and all the human figures in the "Heart Mirror Reflecting the Soul" immediately dispersed. When she saw the blessing and understanding smile on Yang Yun's face, she was slightly stunned, and a trace of light flashed in her eyes. Unbreakable affection.

It was already night, just when the moon was rising. Reflecting on the girl sitting in the clearing in the forest, she looks like an elf under the moonlit night, so beautiful that it is breathtaking.

Zhao Yingkong first took a deep breath, as if he had made some kind of determination, and then seemed to put down all the burdens deep in his heart, and showed Yang Yun the most beautiful and brilliant smile since he met her——

"please……"

"Look at me well."

Then, the girl's clothes slipped silently off of themselves. (End of chapter)