Chapter 655 The Forgotten Past

"It's over, this is the end."

"But actually..." The boy looked at the sky, paused for a few seconds and then continued.

"This scene is really spectacular."

"But it represents the end, and the end of another civilization." Zexin did not raise his head, let alone look at the so-called spectacular scene.

That was one too many times for her.

"At least, we are already the two luckiest people in civilization. At least in the end, we can still see this scene with our own eyes."

Hearing the sighs of the people beside him, Zexin finally raised his head.

She looked to her side, looking at the boy who was so optimistic even to the end, and spoke softly.

"You've always been so optimistic."

"Yeah, but you should be used to it by now." The boy turned back to look at her.

"Sorry." Zexin's eyes gradually lowered.

"I can't feel your emotions. Even in the end, I can't feel it with you."

"I know." The boy smiled.

"I know, I'm used to it."

"But actually, sister, you should smile more. Your smile is beautiful, although..."

He shrugged.

"Although I have never seen it, it must be more impressive than all the beautiful scenery I have seen."

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't fulfill your wish. I don't have that kind of thing called feelings."

Zexin lowered her head, was she blaming herself? Maybe, maybe not, as she said herself, she had no emotions.

Don't even know how to feel other people's emotions.

The falling dust and the dazzling world-destroying light passed before their eyes as if intertwined. Neither of them continued talking about this topic and fell into a brief silence.

This kind of silence didn't last long, until...

"Sister, look." The boy cast his gaze to his side.

Zexin followed his gaze.

"Well, a cold drink shop that has become a ruin."

"Yeah, a cold drink shop." The boy seemed to be remembering.

"It used to be my favorite place. No matter what I was doing, whether I needed it or not, or what the weather was like, whenever I passed by, I would go in and buy a cold drink with extra ice."

As he spoke, he turned back to look at Zexin.

"Sister, if all this is not over, I will definitely bring you here, take you to eat my favorite ice cream, drink my favorite cold drink, and talk about the future we have never really thought about."

"I believe you will also like it."

In today's situation, it is obviously a bit strange to say such things.

The boy seemed to be talking about his childhood dreams, smiling and speaking briskly, as if nothing could make him sad, even now.

But facing the boy's invitation, Zexin just shook his head.

"Xiao Mo, you know I won't like it."

Such a direct rejection did not make the boy named Xiao Mo feel disappointed.

Not only did it not affect his mood, it even made him change his demeanor and speak with a bit of ridicule.

"So, sister, I really don't think I've ever seen you eat anything or drink anything."

"Well, I don't need it." Zexin's answer was plain, without any hesitation or even thinking.

"So, why?" Xiao Mo said with a smile.

"Xiao Mo, I have just answered that those things are meaningless to me."

"That's why I asked why." Xiao Mo looked at Zexin, and when he saw her looking up at him blankly, Xiao Mo shrugged and continued to speak.

"Why don't you just do it if you don't need it? People always have some superfluous and strange hobbies or habits."

"Just like me, before I became a soldier, my favorite thing was to sit in front of the TV, surrounded by snacks and happy water."

"Maybe I'm not hungry, and I don't want to eat that much, but I need them to exist. I need to be able to catch them when I'm happy, unhappy, or bored, because that will make me happy and joyful."

"And at that moment, need or not doesn't mean anything anymore, does it?"

Zexin looked at him, stared into his sincere eyes for a long time and then spoke.

"These are not words a warrior should say."

"But before we became warriors, we were also ordinary people. We can't only have the identity of warriors. People are inherently diverse. We..." At this point, Xiao Mo paused, with a smile on his face. also gradually disappeared.

She looked at the girl next to her and lowered her head after a long time.

"Sorry sister, I forgot about you...you always thought you were just a warrior."

"You don't have to care." Zexin didn't have any mood swings because of these words.

"It's my fault that I haven't been able to become a real person even now. It's not your fault."

"But..." Xiao Mo sighed heavily after hesitating for a long time.

"What you did is already very good."

"But it's not good enough." Zexin hugged his arms, put them on his knees and looked at the sky.

"Not yet, far from enough."

"…………"

"It's about to end."

Xiao Mo also looked at the sky, looking at the world-destroying punishment that was gradually falling, and her voice became much less relaxed.

"Sister, you won't die, right?"

"Yeah." Zexin responded softly.

"When you wake up again, it will be ten thousand years later and a new civilization will be born."

"You will fight with humans again, with only you..."

Xiao Mo turned around and looked at this sister.

"That must be very painful..."

"I can't imagine what it would be like for an emotionless person to experience the same choices and failures countless times in his life and witness the demise of each civilization."

"It's okay, you don't have to feel sorry for me, I'm used to it." Zexin responded softly, as if to comfort him, but her voice was so calm.

After a long silence, he suddenly asked.

"Sister, do you remember the story you told me?"

"The girl who gave up the power to destroy the gods fell into the mortal world. She walked around the world as a human being, getting along with people and getting to know them."

“She wants to be human, but she doesn’t know what it means to be human.”

"She abandoned her former power and past memories, but she also discovered that she had no emotions and no humanity."

Having said this, Xiao Mo took a deep breath.

"Sister, that's you, right?"

"Yeah" Zexin nodded and admitted without any hesitation.

"Just think of it as a story. After all, even I can't remember it. I can't remember how long ago or how many civilizations ago I gave up my power and my memory."

"I can't remember what happened before that, so I'll just treat it as a story..."

Xiao Mo listened quietly to the narration, then chuckled.

"So sister, can you agree to my last request?"

"What?" Zexin looked at him.

"When you wake up again, I hope you can forget me and this life of countless civilizations destroyed, just like forgetting yourself as a god in the story, start over, live your own life, and see the scenery you want to see. , go make friends of your own, and eat the delicious food in this world.”

"May I?"

Zexin looked at him, but in the end he still shook his head.

"I'm sorry, if I choose to forget, I won't remember what you said now."

"I'm afraid I can't do your request..."