In the deep and silent research institute, Chu Zhi looked coldly at Ying Manji's body. This young man who was originally full of energy seemed to have shouldered the fate of the male protagonist of Guilty Crown at the previous moment, and would be under the control of Liu Mengchao.

Have a fight.

I just didn't expect it.

"The speed is really too fast."

Chu Zhi squatted down slowly, as if a dark cloud floated down from the sky and landed on the deep and quiet ocean. On the cold and hard ground inside the research institute, the cold and hard ground was slowly reflected.

Looking at Chu Zhi's face, there seemed to be no expression on Zhang's face, which was exactly the same as Liu Mengchao's.

There is no emotion. This is the biggest difference between Chu Zhi and Liu Mengchao. He is like a precision-operated machine, inputting necessary or unnecessary conditions into his brain, and then calculating all the possibilities, so that

Everything is in your own hands.

This ability is always scary. No one wants to be seen through by others, and no one wants to live in the shadow of others. Fear and despair are the emotions that Chu Zhi is most likely to bring to others.

It's just that Ying Manji can no longer experience this kind of emotion.

His face was pale and his eyes were open silently, as if he was complaining about this unfair world. His pupils were dilated, with no light gathering in them, and his breathing was drifting, as if he had long forgotten the secret of his heart beating.

He died, a person who could not die more clearly.

Chu Zhi slowly lowered his head, staring at the body that was no longer breathing, and the corners of his mouth began to twitch. The twitching was so weird and so subtle, like the fragrant soil after a rainy day.

The first wisp of green shoots that came out were very slight and could not be seen clearly.

But, it all really happened.

Chu Zhi raised his hand and slid it over his emotionless cheek, then froze there.

"Didn't expect that."

He said softly, looking at Ying Manji's body.

Didn't expect that.

Didn't he expect that Ying Manhui would die here?

No, how could Chu Zhi not think of such a simple thing? Such a thing is just like one plus one equals two, it couldn't be more obvious before Chu Zhi.

So...why didn't he think of it? What exactly didn't he think of?

Maybe no one knew except Chu Zhi. He just stood quietly on top of Ying Manji's body and then raised his hand.

Raise your hand and the wind will rise.

The wind danced under Chu Zhi's palm and swirled to Ying Manji's side.

When the wind comes, fire is born.

The flames were beating, like tender green seedlings moistened by the rain, growing quietly little by little, without being too high or too ostentatious.

She is very quiet, as quiet as a girl wearing a white dress, shyly hiding in the shade of a tree and reading.

Flame can also become very quiet. As long as it is in Chu Zhi's hands.

At this moment, the flame was like a girl's slender and soft hand, spreading bit by bit on Chu Zhi's body. It passed through the hair on her forehead, lifted up the hair bit by bit, and then turned into ashes.

The flames seemed to turn into water.

Since it is water, it is naturally more gentle.

The gentle flame is naturally more beautiful.

The flames flowed on Ying Manji's cheeks bit by bit, erasing the traces of his past existence in this world. Wiping the corners of his lips, touching his cheeks, kissing the tip of his nose. Then on those transparent and

The last trace of gentleness was left on the huge eyes.

Ying Manji's head turned into flying ash, condensed into shape, and landed quietly on the ground.

His body moved more slowly, little by little, little by little, softly and comfortably. It seemed that someone was playing a bamboo flute and wandering in the forest. The tiny pores were the green bamboos in the bamboo forest. They were walking in the forest.

This quiet time and space then shook, then turned into ashes and dissipated.

All this makes death beautiful.

A soft and quiet death.

“So beautiful.”

Chu Zhi stared at the disappearing Ying Manji and said slowly. Chu Zhi knew that there was no emotional code engraved in his soul, but even common sense was still telling this unparalleled wise man.

At this moment, the death created by him and Liu Mengchao is beautiful.

The beauty was breathtaking, and naturally, Ying Manji couldn't breathe anymore.

On the other side, there was also a person breathing violently.

He is Liu Mengchao, and he is in mid-air.

Qi Qi curled up in Liu Mengchao's arms, and her bright pink hair was like a flag fluttering in the wind, fluttering happily but gently beside Liu Mengchao's side.

The altitude is very high, so it is naturally very cold.

The cold air is constantly touching Qi Qi's snow-white and smooth skin with his cold hands. But the girl doesn't feel cold now.

A large scarlet trench coat was draped over the girl's body, blocking the sound of the wind blowing from the outside world.

A fiery heart is now beating in the girl's chest, banging away the chill from the bottom of her heart. The girl who originally felt that she had been abandoned by the whole world discovered for the first time that she was hiding in the arms of a person.

, so warm and comfortable.

"Liu Mengchao, where are we going?"

Qi Qi's voice sounded in Liu Mengchao's ears, like the gentlest greeting, and like the sweetest murmur in sleep. She may not want Liu Mengchao to give an answer, she may just want to prove her existence.

Simply, the existence exists in Liu Mengchao's arms.

Liu Mengchao heard Lu Qi's call, and hugged Lu Qi harder in his arms. The cold wind kept blowing by Liu Mengchao's ears, and he grinned, but miserably escaped Liu Mengchao's footsteps.

Walking in the air, this is Liu Mengchao's current pace.

There was a smile on his face, like a smile coming back from victory. Because Liu Mengchao knew clearly that he suddenly appeared in front of Chu Zhi, killed Ying Manji, and took away Qi Qi.

Chu Zhi didn't know about this.

How could a person who can calculate everything fail to calculate this? This was originally a simple and interesting pulsator, but now it seems that Liu Mengchao has solved it.

The answer is so simple, even a little unreasonable, but for Liu Mengchao, this is really an interesting answer, and there is no more interesting answer.

"Where are we going?"

Liu Mengchao repeated Qi Qi's question again. The smile on his lips became brighter.

"You... don't know either?"

Qi Qi subconsciously raised his head and stared into Liu Mengchao's eyes with his bright red eyes. The two people's eyes were closely linked to each other, but they did not say anything else.

Liu Mengchao just smiled and nodded.

Obviously, his actions said it all.

Liu Mengchao didn't know where he was going. If a person didn't even know what he was going to do, how could others figure it out?

Maybe Chu Zhi is an exception.

He can figure out those people, those who don't even know what they are going to do. He can figure out all their actions clearly.

because……

Even though Chu Zhi himself has no emotions, those people are under his control. Those people controlled by Chu Zhi still have emotions.

As long as there are feelings, there will be traces. As long as there are traces, there will be roads. As long as there are roads, there will be methods. As long as there are methods, they will be mastered by Chu Zhi.

But now, this matter, which is so natural and obvious, seems to have been completely broken by Liu Mengchao.

Thinking of this, even Liu Mengchao himself began to smile, because he didn't quite know what his feelings were now. The emotions that were originally just orderly now seemed like Liu Mengchao had sprinkled a lot of ink on the snow-white rice paper.

superior.

Liu Mengchao didn't know the pictures on the rice paper.

If Liu Mengchao doesn't know, then naturally no one will know. Everything has returned to the beginning. It has become a simple and easy thing.

This is a game that Liu Mengchao has wanted to play with Chu Zhi since he was a child, a game that is expected by these two brothers who are not human.

"Brother, guess what I'm thinking about now?"

The childhood Liu Mengchao asked, and the adult Chu Zhi easily answered. Because at that time, his brother still had reason and controlled human emotions. He had not yet transcended all this, and had not yet turned all this into nothingness.

The flying catkins of the sequence are scattered in the sky wantonly.

And now...

Disorder is order; madness is rationality; mixing all emotions together is a complete lack of emotion.

Two brothers walked in opposite directions and reached the end of the world respectively.

The world is also round, so when they meet each other, one smiles and the other is silent.

Liu Mengchao was smiling because he finally found a way to defeat Chu Zhi. It was not to abandon all his feelings and force himself to imitate Chu Zhi's emotions.

On the contrary, completely release your emotions. Let everything that is orderly turn into disorder, let all rationality become crazy, and let the empty emotions be refilled and then overflow.
To be continued...