Chapter 250: I'm here

There was dead silence all around.

Zheng Jingfeng stared at Duan Wen's corpse, his throat as dry as a windstone in the desert: "...... It's over."

He tilted his head, trying to squeeze a smile out of his dirty old face.

But hot tears came first, trickling down his wrinkled face ......

It's over.

This one is really over.

Duan Wen died, Duan Cuizhen's consciousness dissipated, and when her brainwaves stopped, the island's energy control valve went out.

Everything sinks into the abyss, it's time to end it ......

Zheng Jingfeng took a breath, tilted his head back and closed his eyes wearily, and he--

"Zheng, look out!"

Zheng Jingfeng opened his eyes with a jolt, and before he could react, he was pulled backward by Xie Qingcheng, who attacked him from the side, protecting him.

--It's He Yu!

He Yu even in Zheng Jingfeng consciousness slightly relaxed to the extreme, crossed the hand of the bayonet, with the momentum of the wind to Zheng team attack!

He still hasn't lifted his grip ......

Xie Qingcheng's senses are extremely sensitive, he is faster than Lao Zheng to feel this harsh and vicious aura, in a flash of lightning, he has blocked in front of Zheng Jingfeng, he is facing He Yu who has already lost himself, at the same time as the bayonet cuts, he raises his hand to copy the gun!

The distance was so close that even if his eyes were already dimmed, Xie Qingcheng was able to accurately hit He Yu's chest with the superposition of the psychic Ai Bola patients' supernatural abilities.

The light of the knife approached, and the blackened muzzle of the gun met it.

"He Yu, stop!"

But the blood parasites are useless, Xie Qingcheng's power is derived from He Yu, and there is no way to control him.

The exchange thus unending, the man in front of him, covered in snow-white bandages, stood alone, while He Yu assaulted forward, a beam of laboratory light shining down and slanting between the two.

In this situation, if He Yu does not come to his senses, then either he will die or he will die! There's no more room for maneuver.

The air is taut, the arrow is on the string, and the scythe of death draws nearer and nearer-who will kill whom?

The way back is broken.

He Yu's sharp knife killed Xie Qingcheng.

Xie Qingcheng's finger on the trigger ......

The Second Alien's powerful to perverted sense of hearing allows him to determine where He Yu's heartbeat is located.

He aimed at his chest, his fingertips trembling ......

Suddenly--

"Brother."

"Shea."

"Dr. Shea!"

"Xie Qingcheng ......"

A million broken voices seemed to splash back in his ears, coming from those old, unbloodstained days.

In front of Xie Qingcheng's eyes, which had lost their light, the figure of He Yu suddenly reappeared.

When he was a child, when he was a teenager, when he was at sea, when he was reunited ...... those figures overlapped and overlapped, and in a call, they finally settled into the face that He Yu had expressed his heart to him back then, the face that was so sincere that he could hardly bear to look at it.

He remembered the heartfelt words He Yu had said to him--

"Xie Qingcheng, I've been humbled like this, and I still have to like the snow in the sky ......"

"Xie Qingcheng, will you hug me ......"

"Xie Qingcheng ......"

How could he bear to lay his hands on ......

This person, although there are such and such bad, although ...... he just realized that the original He Yu initially like the person is actually Xie Xue ......

However, they had experienced too many things between them, and he understood that later He Yu was all sincere. He didn't doubt him, he knew that only this person, after falling in love with him, no matter what they had gone through, still ran to him countless times, embraced him countless times, retained him countless times, and protected him countless times.

He chased after him, and with a thousand hardships and stumbles, the teenager he was eventually became what he is now.

When He Yu woke up, the last thing he said to Xie Qingcheng was, "I'm sorry, I got you into trouble again.

But in fact, the First Emperor is much more important than the Blood Compass, He Yu never dragged him down, even when he was hypnotized at the most vulnerable time, he also reticently guarded the secrets of the First Emperor.

Even though Xie Qingcheng knew about Xie Xue, and even though He Yu said to his face, "You're just a substitute to fill the gap in your heart," he knew that it wasn't completely true, and he didn't doubt He Yu's feelings for him later on.

He also ...... simply couldn't pull the trigger on him.

Nevermore ......

So, when He Yu approached Xie Qingcheng with his bayonet--

Xie Qingcheng finally made his choice.

He, dropping the muzzle.

After the start of the war, Xie Qingcheng risked his life to plan everything, but he did not give up hope of staying alive.

Because he knows that He Yu needs him and only him in the world, he tries his best to survive.

Even at this moment, he still believed in the light in He Yu's eyes, the tears He Yu shed, the confession He Yu made from the bottom of his heart, and all that He Yu had sacrificed for him.

He believes it all.

He didn't blame him, no one was born loving anyone, there was always some reason in it.

He knows all about it.

He Yu just didn't tell himself who he loved in the beginning.

That's all.

But maybe that's all it took for Xie Qingcheng to make such a choice at the last minute.

He still believed that he loved him deeply and that he was willing to protect him.

But in this moment, Xie Qingcheng seems to have let go of an obsession, and deep down, perhaps he feels that whether he lives or not is not so important.

Is a raggedy bear puppet really that important ......

Even if it is more confident and has been discarded over and over again, it will look at itself covered in stitches, defeated and worn out as it falls into the cold pool of water for the last time.

It also begets a sense of exhaustion of never wanting to be picked up again.

So .........

Perhaps he didn't just make this choice to protect He Yu. In the nick of time, what he inspired was more of an instinct than rational thinking. Just like Li Yun's instinct to jump over to him, it is the truest projection of his inner world, which no one can hide.

Xie Qingcheng had expected that he would not care about what He Yu had said when he was brainwashed. Not to mention that in the grand scheme of things, he didn't even have the time to be shocked for a moment longer to digest that news when he learned it.

He thought he could ignore it all.

But really, he's not hiding from anything.

He doesn't blame He Yu.

Just .........

The heart actually hurts.

For the first time, like a normal person, it hurt ......... so much like a knife.

He endured the heartache, endured the twisting of the knife, endured the memories of the voice, "Xie, I can't leave you", "I only have you", "I only want you", "I only need you", "Xie Qingcheng, I need you". "Xie Qingcheng, I need you".

I need you ......

I love you.

I only love you.

You are ...... irreplaceable ......

Those voices kept swirling around inside him, trying to plug the gaping hole inside him, but they made it hurt even more.

Warmth oozed from the spot where he'd lost his eye, but not even tears could flow again.

He still loved him deeply, but seemed, unable to love himself that much anymore.

Xie Qingcheng's hand finally slowly loosened, and the gun in his palm fell to the ground.

The man's lips opened and closed in a pale beam of light, and he whispered, "Kid ......"

He Yu was stunned!

Suddenly, an extreme pain ripped through his skull, but again, the pain didn't seem to be born from within his skull, but rather exploded out of his heart and instantly surged to his mind.

His heart plummeted as if a giant dragon had wailed and hissed and roared and hooted beneath the steel pillars of his thoughts.

Don't ...... don't!

Don't kill him! You'll regret it! Don't kill him!

The distance between the two was already in the range of dimensions, and He Yu's knife was just a hair's breadth away from piercing into Xie Qingcheng's chest.

Xie Qingcheng couldn't dodge it, He Yu's speed was too fast, the tip of the knife flashed with a forced cold light - stabbing down!

Don't kill him-!!!

He's the only bridge you have in the world, he's the only one that treats you like a normal person.

He's someone you loved, someone you said you wouldn't let go of even if you died.

He's your Dr. Hsieh, remember.

Who can replace him ......

The dragon shed blood and hot tears in his heart, its claws tearing at his insides and piercing his soul.

The steel pillars that Mandela laid down, in this moment, faltered.

Have you forgotten that kind of feeling??!

The knife, abruptly stopped.

At a distance of less than half a millimeter from Xie Qingcheng, it brakes sharply and stops, pointing in front of the chest.

"......" Beads of sweat dripped from He Yu's face.

He was instantly plunged back into an extremely inhuman torment, as sharp pains that cracked his bones and tore at his heart tore at him. All of his body began to tremble and battle with the pain.

The stab ultimately did not come down.

"...... I ...... won't kill you ......" His eyes were muddled, and he barely managed to squeeze these hoarse words from his throat .

"You go ......!!!"

It hurts too much.

All of his internal organs felt like they had been stuffed into a meat grinder, raw and torn apart.

"Move!!!"

His self-consciousness hadn't quite returned, and in the midst of his celestial battle, he let out a furious cry at him.

Perhaps it was because he felt the blood parasite's intention, suddenly, the bunker device behind He Yu's body that was cooperating with his attack opened a black box, and there was a flash of cold light from inside, and although Xie Qingcheng could not see it, he could hear the movement and feel the coldness.

That's a bayonet! That machine device comes right at Xie Qingcheng with a bayonet!

Zheng Jingfeng crossed over Xie Qingcheng's shoulders and saw the scene in front of him, he felt that all the blood in his body had been pumped out by an invisible and powerful pump in an instant, along with his soul and senses: "No-!!!! "

It was as if a movie was playing in slow motion.

The bayonet popped out of the machinery and pierced Xie Qingcheng's abdomen!

In the nick of time, He Yu suddenly turned back, drew his sword and backhanded it, actually blocking the bayonet's attack!

"CLANG!" The sound of a clang!

He protected him ...... in life and death ...... even after being brainwashed, He Yu still reflexively protected him ......

But this behavior triggered a direct bottom line penalty from the brainwashing device!

The next moment after catching the blade, He Yu let out a loud scream, and the controllers on his chest and ears erupted in scarlet light! The maximum brainwashing power surged into his flesh and blood in a flash, as if it didn't care whether he could withstand it or not ......

The law that runs this machine is this - something like blood compulsion is better than betrayal, even if it's death.

He Yu's body spasmed and his eyes lost focus in an instant, it wasn't just washing away his self-consciousness anymore, the device was even going to erase his personal humanity in this moment, turning him into a complete machine!

Who let him touch the bottom line!

Who had left a remnant of love in his heart!

He Yu pupils suddenly red, can not breathe, the machine is kidnapping him, occupying him, eroding his life his dignity his memory his humanity ...... encroaching on all!

He trembled ...... violently and trembled ...... Blood gushed out of his seven orifices again, and his eyes rolled up, and he could hardly see his black pupils - finally, he returned to dead silence.

He struggled for so long that he was finally completely consumed by the brainwashing device ......

The next moment, his hand, bloodied from blocking the attack for Xie Qingcheng, suddenly switched his bayonet back on!

Heartless.

No eyes.

Unconscious.

No ego.

Everything happened in a flash, before anyone could react.

Reflected in Zheng Jingfeng's pupils is Xie Qingcheng's back standing in front of him, and the snowy, sharp bayonet blade held in He Yu's hand, the one ...... originally blocked for him by him ......

The bayonet was held by He Yu, who had completely lost all thoughts, and stabbed straight down from Xie Qingcheng's abdomen!

No miracles this time ......

There was only a snort!

In an instant, because of the burst of power, the glass of one of the closest drug mother-reaction embryo devices around them was broken through, and the sky was filled with splashes of light-red medicinal liquid that showered down like a shower of flowers.

And Xie Qingcheng stood there in the rain, just standing straight up.

He Yu's bayonet pierced through his abdomen, the blade pierced from the front and out the back, and bleak blood, like beads on a broken string, rolled and dripped from the sharp blade ......

Beads of blood fell onto Lao Zheng's face and eyes.

"No ...... no ...... Xie Qingcheng, no! Don't!"

Lao Zheng snapped back to his senses, climbed up, and rushed up! But at this moment, Xie Qingcheng spoke.

Xie Qingcheng did not dodge He Yu's last stab, perhaps he could have dodged it if he had really tried his best, but he could feel that the Blood Compulsion Controller was already forcing He Yu to bleed from his seven orifices, and strangling He Yu's heart to start a pacemaker. It had already unlocked the final self-destruct system, and Xie Qingcheng could hear the subtle movement, smell the subtle scent - it seemed to be a steel needle quenched with poison that had popped out of the armature.

If He Yu had any more instincts to protect him, or even the slightest thought, the machine would have taken He Yu's life outright!

Therefore, this strike, he could not avoid.

He didn't want to avoid it either.

He couldn't prolong the fight any longer and give He Yu's instincts another chance to break free for him ......

Xie Qingcheng faced He Yu, his throat overflowing with blood, and the voice that came out was weak but firm, and he said to Zheng Jingfeng behind him, "Beware ......! Duan Cuizhen ...... is behind you ...... go ...... and kill her ...... Lao Zheng ...... go ...... kill her!"

Zheng Jingfeng turned back suddenly in a state of shocked anger and grief, his head buzzing with--

How did he forget!

Vivian!

Just now, when he did not attack Vivian, Duan Cuizhen left the invaded Vivian's brain of his own accord! After Duan Wen's death, there was still a body in the crypt that she had connected to, which was very convenient to transfer, and that was Vivian!

Sure enough, after a few seconds, the woman in red smiled broadly and stood up from her spot once again.

Behind her were the overlapping Mandela experimental devices, RN-13, hearing water ...... dead test subjects ...... those huge solution water towers loaded with the horrible medicine invented by Mandela, lit up with an eerie glow, enveloping her slim and delicate figure enveloped in these translucent halos.

She's like a monster swimming out of these solutions.

Like demons swimming out of an ancient ocean, like the twisted desires that grow in every human brain ......

She looked up with a sardonic smile.

"It's not over yet, He Yu--open your blood-compound bunker, take my body out and blow the place up, burying them all alive! Everything! I don't want any of it! As long as I'm alive, everything can start over! Come here!!!"

He Yu didn't have the slightest expression, just a pale face, and after a few seconds, he wanted to draw his blade and do as he was told.

But he realized he couldn't move.

In the next second, he realized that the general control at his heart was actually clutched in Xie Qingcheng's palm!

This is Xie Qingcheng's only chance to touch He Yu's chest ......

He Yu Suddenly raised his eyes and met that man's face.

He couldn't see his eyes, only the blood seeping more and more distinctly beneath the gauze, and by the end of the day, there was bleak red dripping down the pale cheek.

"I'll get you out ......" Xie Qingcheng said softly to him, "It's all right ...... I'm ...... help you get the restraints off ......"

Tears of blood rolled down, dripping in a steady stream onto the ground.

Blood, bright red blood.

Bloom endless summer on the ground.

Roses blossomed in He Yu's chest as Xie Qingcheng reached out and touched his core device.

"Kid ...... It's okay ...... It's over ...... I'll untie you ...... "

"Just ...... you later ...... you later, don't feel like you're alone ...... and unwanted... ...OK ......?"

"Don't you ever think of all the bad things I used to say to you ...... Don't you ever remember that I expected you to die ...... Especially ...... Don't you ever remember that ...... I lied to you during the naval battle ...... okay?"

Here, Xie Qingcheng's voice choked up.

"I didn't mean it ...... He Yu, I really didn't mean it then ......"

Tears of blood flowed down.

"I'm sorry, I ......"

The back of his hand was bruised and shaking beyond recognition-it was the same arm that Xie Qingcheng had once severely injured for He Yu-and he was still exerting his last ounce of strength to remove the brainwashing device.

That thing is finally being pulled by Xie Qingcheng.

He fumbled first for the tiny self-destructing sphincter, and, trembling, he touched it, recognizing the sound, and pressed its active movement!

He stopped it from poisoning itself He Yu ......

His hand, however, still did not fall.

He's going to take off this controller himself ...... this brainwashing device ......

Almost there ......

The backs of Xie Qingcheng's pale hands shrugged and bowed, almost transferring the last ounce of strength in his body to breathe to the redemption of He Yu.

"...... I'm here ...... Don't be afraid ...... Don't move ...... "

Fingertips snapped into the knob of the controller and moved it.

Xie Qingcheng choked out a large mouthful of blood, but stubbornly refused to stop.

It's about to be picked off.

Immediately ......

It's gonna be okay. Kid.

Everything will be fine.

I've ...... I've helped you untie yourself so many times before ...... This time ...... I'm sure to do the same ......

But Xie Qingcheng's violent trembling suddenly stopped.

One second passes. Two seconds ......

"He Yu ...... Don't be afraid ...... I'm here ...... I'll untie you... ..."

"I'll untie it for you ...... ......"

The last voice was soft and choked, barely audible. It was the last thing he had ever set his mind to, the way he had once been the only one who didn't think of the infant He Yu as a monster, who wanted to hold him free from the restraining straps that controlled his patients.

But this time, bruised, exhausted, and out of gas, he wasn't able to do it.

He only repeated the faint murmur one last time stubbornly, as if trying to remind himself that he had to get this done.

He's going to finish.

However, he couldn t hold out after all ...... He destroyed the system that had poisoned the host with that device, but he wasn t able to take off the entire controller.

In the next second, Xie Qingcheng's hand slid down He Yu's blood-soaked chest.

"...... sorry ......"

He cried, the last tears of blood dripping silently to the ground.

"I ...... really ...... still want to ...... protect you again ...... "

"I know I'm not the best ...... if later ...... that vacancy in your heart ...... slowly... ...still be able to ...... have a replacement ......"

"Then I ......"

I what?

He didn't finish.

Even after knowing the person He Yu initially likes, Xie Qingcheng has no regrets. He knows that He Yu is a very sentimental person, and when he really falls in love with someone, he just loves that person.

In the midst of the storm He Yu fell in love with him is true, that teenager clutching his wrist, that choked and said over and over again like, are not pretending.

Xie Qingcheng knows all this.

But ...... he will still feel the pain in this moment.

That one substitute had hurt him after all.

Xie Qingcheng couldn't say any more, he lost his last strength, his long fingertips were moored in endless regret, slipping over He Yu's breadth of mind, over He Yu's body, in He Yu's eyes, in Zheng Jingfeng's eyes ...... seemed to be moving in a very slow motion --

Suddenly, heavily ......

Dropped.

I love you and want you to move forward.

After I have sprung and rotted, and while you are slowly coming out of your grief, I hope that you will still be able to start over and love someone truly again.

Just as you have and have tried to come out of your loss and love me truly.