Young-child's eyes were gray and her face was covered with indifference that was inconsistent with his age. Her whole body seemed to have gathered hundreds of millions of resentment and was incompatible with the world.

He looked at Qin Yu and slowly repeated, "This is your home. If you don't stay here, where will you go?"

Feeling the endless cold breath of invasion from the young child's body, Qin Yu knew very well that he could not escape.

After a moment of silence, Qin Yu took the initiative to fall down, stood opposite the young and child, and looked at him seriously, "Are you me?"

This question is very strange, revealing absurdity and incredible, but the young boy on the opposite side nodded without hesitation, undoubtedly confirming this.

Qin Yu frowned, "Can you tell me why you appeared here? Where is the manor in your dream?"

Youth-Tong said lightly: "This is your home, I am you, so naturally I should stay at home."

Qin Yu said in a deep voice: "Are you willing to stay at home yourself, or do others want you to stay at home?"

Young-Tong said: "Is there any difference?"

There was no answer, but the answer was already given.

No matter how Qin Yu recalls, his childhood memories seem to not exist at all... He used to think that it was too painful that time and his body subconsciously chose to forget it, but now it seems that things are obviously not that simple.

Two people, one big and one small, were relatively silent, but time would not stop passing, and the manor in the dream began to break one by one.

It is like a broken puzzle, centered on the courtyard where the two are located, starting from the edge, constantly collapsing and decomposing.

Then, you fall into permanent darkness, as if life is exhausted, it is better to be ultimate nirvana.

Qin Yu's pupils contracted, and he had a premonition that once the darkness spreads over and swallows him... it is the time when death comes.

Young-Tong murmured: "It's time to end."

He closed his eyes and felt relieved, as if he had let go of a big thought in his heart.

Click—

Click—

Click—

The broken dream world is collapsing, without earth-shaking momentum and sound, but the small sound is even more terrifying.

Qin Yu was also afraid, but he knew better that he was afraid of him at this moment and had no effect at all.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at the "self" opposite him, and his tender facial features were filled with vicissitudes.

It seems like I have experienced countless sufferings, and in the torture of pain, I am full of disgust with the whole world.

Qin Yu knew very well that the small figure who caused him to fall into the desperate situation at this moment was the world-weary and small figure in front of him.

But equally, his only life now lies in this "self".

"I don't know what you have experienced, and why I am here, and I insist on killing my future self... But I want to tell you that I am not willing to die... No, to be more precise, I firmly believe that I can live... to find the memories you may have when I was young..."

This sentence seemed to touch the heart of the young child. He suddenly opened his eyes, and the grayish white color inside it became heavier, and the chill flowed out from the lines, "Do you think it is a wonderful thing to have these memories?"

The surface of Qin Yu's translucent body was instantly covered with frost, and the biting cold pierced into his body like an iron nail, causing endless pain.

But he felt joy in his heart. The young child just now was obviously ready to welcome him, and the final death came. Only by angering him and arousing his emotional fluctuations could he find an opportunity to change his mind.

"Even if the memory is not beautiful, but he belongs to me, no one can take it away... Even if it is taken away, I will return it to me intact and pay the price I deserve!"

Young-Tong sneered, "Childish! Do you think you are already very strong now? In their eyes, you are just a strong ant."

"Ants are always ants. No matter how strong they are, they can easily crush you with one finger."

He looked at Qin Yu, and his gray eyes showed a clairvoyance to see through everything, "I know you want to impress me, give up, wait for death here to come, put an end to all this ridiculous thing."

Qin Yu's heart shrank. He knew that this was his last chance. If he could not impress the young children, he would definitely die.

He roared and blurted out, "Since you want me to be willing to face death, why do you have to let me experience the same dream over and over again... Or, I have expressed it more clearly, why do you want to continue my survival time!"

If the purpose of the strange dream exists is to kill him, then it can be done from the beginning without waiting until now. Then the repeated dream must have an accident, and this accident can only be the child in front of you.

Although Qin Yu still couldn't figure out why he had to help him live, he insisted on sending him into death in the end.

Young-child has no expression on his face, "You're thinking too much."

He closed his eyes and stopped speaking.

Qin Yu's heart was heavy. Did he fail? Or, he really guessed wrongly...

But now it is meaningless to think about this. Looking at the fragments of dreams that are constantly decomposing from all directions, Qin Yu stepped heavily under his feet.

"Maybe you have accepted your fate and are unwilling to struggle anymore, but that doesn't mean that I will die because of it."

"This world is so big, I haven't seen it yet. The world is so beautiful, and I have countless concerns."

"I won't die, absolutely not."

boom--

As if he had hit an invisible barrier, Qin Yu's translucent body shook suddenly, twisting slightly, as if it was rippling.

In this ripple, his body became more transparent, as if he had lost some of his strength, but Qin Yu did not stop, and he continued to attack the barrier.

boom--

boom--

The low voice spread far away in the broken dream, one after another, as if it would never stop.

But this sound was weakening little by little, because Qin Yu's body became more and more transparent, like a shallow shadow that could completely disappear at any time.

But his eyes were still firm, even the invisible barrier in front of him did not tremble at all because of his impact.

Once and again, even if you know there is no hope, you will never give up the moment before death.

At some point, the young boy opened his eyes, and his gray-white eyes looked at Qin Yu who looked like a moth flying into the flames. A trace of complexity gradually appeared on his indifferent face.

But even so, he still had no plans to change his mind. There are so many people in this world who are tenacious and unyielding, but so what?
Chapter completed!