Chapter 271 Mental Riot
Chapter 271 Mental Riot
When I opened the door, the layout inside was exactly the same as in my previous life. The bed was covered with soft blue bedding, and on the bedside table were two books and a desk lamp. The books were rare paper books in the interstellar world.
There were also some small items on the table on one side, and a painting hung on the wall. The young man in the painting had a bright smile and clear eyes. He turned around and held the hand of Lai Chong, but there was no face of the other person, only the back.
The insect in the painting is Chu Ziyu himself, or to be more precise, it is what he will look like a few years later.
Chu Ziyu walked forward and gently touched the portrait.
"Xiao An, when did you draw this secretly?"
Chu Ziyu's eyes were full of tenderness and attachment. He seemed to be able to feel Ann Darrett's mood when she was painting.
Suddenly, Chu Ziyu noticed a line of small words under the portrait. He took a closer look and saw that it read: "To my beloved Xiaoyu."
At this moment, there was a sound of the door creaking open behind him. Chu Ziyu realized that a bug had come in, but he did not look back. After all, with the only key, no one else could have gotten through the layers of defense except Ann Darrett.
Ann Darrett had changed out of the complicated attire he had worn for the ceremony. He was wearing a simple white T-shirt, clean and tidy, without too much decoration. The collar of the T-shirt was slightly open, and he was wearing dark blue jeans with the cuffs slightly rolled up. He was wearing a pair of white sneakers. His hair was slightly loose, with a few strands covering his eyes.
If Chu Ziyu turned around, he would find that Ann Darrett's outfit was exactly the same as in his previous life. When Ann Darrett left the border, she was wearing exactly the same clothes.
Ann Darrett slowly walked to Chu Ziyu, gently hugged him, and felt his warmth and breath. His heartbeat began to speed up, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. It was like a treasure lost and recovered, and this emotion fermented in his heart.
"I miss you, Xiaoyu." Ann Darrett said softly, his voice a little hoarse. His eyes fell on Chu Ziyu, his eyes full of affection and attachment.
But Chu Ziyu shook him off immediately, "Don't touch me."
Chu Ziyu's eyes became cold. He took a step back and kept a distance from Ann Darrett.
"What do you want to do?" Chu Ziyu's voice was cold.
Ann Darrett's face turned pale and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.
"Xiaoyu, I...I just want to hug you." Ann Darrett said softly.
"Hug me? Do you think I'm still the same person I used to be? I'm like a fool, being fooled around by you." Chu Ziyu glared at An Darrett.
"Boss, the show is over. You need to mend things, not throw away everything." The voice of 6872 sounded in Chu Ziyu's mind, with a bit of anxiety and helplessness.
Chu Ziyu was slightly stunned, "Yeah."
Chu Ziyu once again shook off Ann Darrett's hand that was trying to hold and took a step back.
"No matter what happened in the past life, An Darrett, I'm scared. All of this was forced by me. Just think of it as letting me go and letting yourself go. I came here today just to make this matter clear to you. I will never return to the main star in the future. Let's... part ways in peace." Chu Ziyu turned around and did not look An Darrett in the eye. He was afraid to see the pain and despair in those eyes.
After saying that, Chu Ziyu left the room without looking back, leaving Ann Darrett standing there in a daze.
He squatted down, his long silver hair fell to the ground, and his hands pressed tightly against his forehead.
"No, uh, Xiaoyu, ..."
Ann Darrett muttered to herself, with a hint of pain and confusion in her voice.
His thoughts were tangled like a tangled mess, unable to be sorted out. Fragments of memory kept flashing in his mind, giving him a splitting headache.
“It shouldn’t be like this…”
He tried to hold onto the shattered memories, but they slipped through his fingers like quicksand.
His heart was filled with fear and anxiety, as if the whole world was collapsing.
"This is all fake, Xiaoyu..."
The chaotic thoughts were about to burst his brain, and he realized that he was on the verge of losing consciousness.
His mental strength was about to go haywire under the intense emotional fluctuations. His mind was filled with confusion and pain, and his thoughts were torn to pieces, as if countless sharp claws were scratching him madly.
He trembled as he took out a sharp dagger from the storage space and stabbed his thigh without hesitation. Bright red blood immediately gushed out, staining the ground under his feet and the hem of his white T-shirt red.
The pain instantly brought his consciousness back to reality, but there was only one thought in his mind: "No, at least not now, I have to lock myself up, yes, lock myself up." He muttered to himself, as if giving himself an order.
"Little... Squid, open zero seven one two." He said with difficulty.
"Yes, master, it's opening..." The little squid outside the door responded quickly after receiving the order.
The little squid that had been waiting outside the door received the order, and the invisible door next to the bedroom slowly opened. An Darrett struggled to stand up, but his consciousness began to blur again, as if he was swallowed by darkness. He used all his strength to insert the dagger into his thigh again. The severe pain made his body tremble violently, but at the same time it also made his consciousness a little clearer.
He held the dagger tightly, held onto the door frame, and struggled to throw himself into the invisible door. The room behind the door was pitch black, and the silence was suffocating. He threw away the dagger, and everything in front of him was already pitch black. He fumbled for the chain.
"Little Squid, close the door, don't let any...insects open it, quick..."
The chains and shackles in the house were handcuffed to his neck and wrists by Ann Darrett without hesitation. He had expected this day to come, but he didn't expect it to come so early.
The rational defense line collapsed in an instant, and emotions ran wild like a wild horse. Fear, anger, despair and other negative emotions intertwined together, forming a chaotic vortex.
The fluctuations of mental power spread out like ripples, affecting everything around them until they were blocked by walls made of special materials. The space seemed to be distorted and the light became blurry and strange.
His consciousness fell into endless darkness again, and a violent force raged like a surging tide.
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