Chapter 1486: 1. A dying tree

"This is, how many times?"

Snowflakes fell into the palm of the hand, turned into water stains and fell through the fingers, but before returning to the earth, they turned into white mist and rose up and returned to the clouds.

"Two hundred and forty-two times."

The figure behind him had not changed, still the same as before, standing one step away, holding a black umbrella.

She wanted to hold an umbrella for the girl, although her black umbrella was not a high-tech product, nor was it a high-end item used by famous aristocrats.

It is just an ordinary umbrella. It cannot block bullets when encountering danger. It will break if it is folded in battle. Even strong wind and snow may bend its spine.

Can……

What does it matter?

This umbrella is like him, a dispensable resource with countless substitutes in essence... a consumable resource?

Is that what you said?

Every gray snake has his own life.

Can……

All gray snakes share the same destination.

Perhaps when that day comes, only letting go can bring about a slight difference.

But it is no longer necessary.

In this world, there are already people who are willing to remember their stories.

This is enough……

“Do you really not need an umbrella?”

He asked again and moved the black umbrella in his hand forward.

Although, he got the same answer every time.

“It’s snowing a lot.”

"Well, it's indeed not small." The eyes under the mask flashed a little red. The red was very bright, but it obviously did not represent hostility.

"But don't worry, this umbrella is cheap, just like..."

"Just like our meetings many times..." The girl who took over the conversation paused for a moment, smiled bitterly and shook her head.

"It's so cheap that even if you miss something this time, you'll have the same chance next time."

"Maybe, but I may have a different opinion." Turning aside, squatting down, the gray snake gently grabbed a handful of snow.

"We haven't really met yet."

"More than two hundred times?"

"More than two hundred times." His response was so decisive, yet no unnecessary emotions could be heard from that mechanical voice.

Should I say, it really is worthy of being called a gray snake?

"Have you never tried it?"

"I don't think I'll hurt you."

"The same goes for... I don't think I can remember it, and no one will know..."

"Hehehe..." Maybe Bai Mo's suggestion made him laugh. This laugh interrupted what Bai Mo was about to say, and after the laugh, he fell into a long silence.

It was very long. I think such silence was very rare in these more than 200 meetings.

"Remember? Be an honest person."

"That's what you always say when you sit on my shoulder."

"..."

He blew out a breath gently into his palms, and white smoke and dust enveloped and obscured Bai Mo's turbid eyes at this moment.

"I do not remember."

Snake: "A very cold answer."

"I know..." Bai Mo nodded.

"So I want to say sorry."

"The cold wind of indifference carried the words of the soul and warmed my iron body... Is this how I feel now?" Gray Snake said with a smile. Facing this apology, she seemed to just give a not-so-funny...

joke.

but……

"The snow is about to stop."

It has been snowing for a long time.

He had accompanied her to see the snow more than two hundred times.

Will you get tired of it?

Maybe, after watching it too many times, it’s inevitable that I no longer have the same feeling as the first time.

But if you want to be like this girl, every time is a first time experience...

But it's not a good thing either.

"Every time I get to this point, I ask you a question, right?"

Taking a few steps forward, with his hands behind his back, Bai Mo raised his head and smiled.

But unfortunately, the snow has stopped and no more snowflakes will fall on her cheeks.

temporary……

"More than two hundred times..."

Close your eyes.

“Hopefully, this time, I won’t ask the same question.”

In fact, she had nothing to ask. She must have already asked the questions in her mind during their more than 200 encounters.

Ok……

Maybe more than once.

So her silence at this moment was more of helplessness.

"Little Master."

"Ok?"

The gray snake's sudden words made the girl, who was about to find a random question like "How many leaves are there on the tree in the distance?" to fool the girl, pause.

"This time, may I ask you a question?"

"..."

"Is this the first time?" Bai Mo answered the question irrelevantly.

"Yes."

"Then ask."

Bai Mo did not refuse, nor would he refuse, and he had no reason to refuse.

“If everyone had their own predetermined life.”

"Then can you be that exception?"

this problem……

It was very strange. Bai Mo didn't understand why he suddenly asked this.

Even the question is a bit impolite.

It's amazing, right? This is probably the first time that the gray snake has been so rude to Bai Mo since she became Xiaobai.

“I never thought about it.”

"But come to think of it, it won't be that special."

This is Bai Mo’s real thought.

But obviously, this is not a surprising answer.

She has infinite life, like Youlan Daier, Qiyana, and everyone...

Some of them have lives long enough to sustain those long years.

Then Bai Mo is willing to accompany them and be Dai E's bride and everyone's sister.

But if you can’t…

Perhaps she will use that sword to understand her own life at the right time.

After all, she is an old tree that has finally come back to life...

The upright body is for those who can still be remembered and loved.

……

"That's a...dying tree."

Changing the subject, the gray snake turned toward the big tree that Bai Mo had originally intended to use to fool him.

"A tree like that will have about ten thousand leaves in its mature state, but this one..."

"Only three thousand four hundred and fifty-one pieces."

"And it would take four hours to count these more than 3,000 leaves in the most primitive way."

He turned around, with his back to Bai Mo, seemingly about to leave, but a sentence was mixed in with his footsteps that were getting farther and farther away in his ears.

"That exception..."

"I hope you are."

……

"you say……"

The blood added a touch of bright red to the darkness, and the slightly dull words did not add a hint of the expected...

Lost?

Perhaps He would not allow Himself to do so.

That is why, in the midst of a fierce battle, He spoke so calmly:

"Was it particularly shameful for us to escape at the beginning?"

"..."

"I can't stand in your shoes." Letting go of the sword in her hand, "her" expression, which had always been very rich, seemed a little calm for the first time.

"God is angry, and all living things will be destroyed."

"Just like when you were facing Him, I searched for your figures in my memories, but I only felt that I was as insignificant as a piece of duckweed in the vast ocean."

Raising her hand, she supported Tang Yue and looked at the core that she had forced out.

"You are powerful, but not powerful enough, at least not powerful enough for Him."

"So, the era of God is over..."

"Is this ironic?" Faced with these words, the drop of water in the sea ultimately failed to kill "her" in front of it.

However, I didn't feel as disappointed as I imagined. Why?

Even at this possible irony, He did not get angry.

“There is no sense of ‘Him’ in you.”

With a critical attitude, the eyes behind the core glanced at "her" in front of him.

"I thought that seeing you again would make me... nervous? Fear? Or remind me of the war."

"Just like humans...fragile."

"But it's a pity."

He shook his head.