[Death] Are Aizen angry today?

In the noisy vortex of spiritual pressure, the eyes of the two were intertwined, like a poisonous snake fighting fiercely, spitting out a message.

Facing Lan Ran's question, Wang Chuan smiled, took a sudden step forward, grabbed the lapel of his chest with both hands, stood on tiptoe, stared at him domineeringly and ambiguously, and said in a gentle tone:

"It's really admirable to be able to reason to this point... Your Highness has long expected that a long time can kill your arrogance and indifference, but it cannot rewrite the inherent pursuit of the truth hidden in your genes. heart and the spirit of the rebel."

Immediately afterwards, she raised her cheek, pressed it against his ear and continued to whisper, "If you want to know the truth, come and kill me... Then you can use this to open the dialogue channel and reach the throne of the gods, So that you can understand everything you want to know..."

Her smile, her eyes, and her gentleness are like seductive words from the abyss.

The breath like a gossamer lingered around Aizen's ears and jaw.

He was unmoved.

With a mocking low laugh, he slowly raised his hand, and tightly grasped the other's wrist that was attached to his chest. Slowly and forcefully, he pushed those slender arms aside.

Wang Chuan kept smiling, feeling the slightly ruthless strength from the man's fingers, a bit of displeasure appeared in his amber eyes.

"This kind of statement seems to be encouraging me to commit an unforgivable sin for my own selfish desire..." Lan Ran let go of her hand, took two steps back, opened the distance between the two, and tidied up the mess He explained in a shallow tone, "It's a pity that Wuyue said that none of us have the right to decide the life and death of others. That is the right of the gods. Even if I have obsession with her, you still have the right to live." In this world, I have no right to deny and plunder what is under your feet and behind your back..."

"So what? You're going to give up this opportunity?" Wang Chuan blinked, and a look of surprise flashed from the bottom of his eyes.

Aizen looked at the girl quietly, with imperceptible helplessness suppressed in her calm eyes, "Yes, no matter what, I will not kill you, since you already exist, then you just need to be a 'little bird' You Wangchuan'It's good to live... But please treat Wuyue's spirit body carefully, don't let her get hurt, get sick, or sad, that's all I want to convey to you."

The alienated and gentle words made Wang Chuan frown, confusion and astonishment were entwined on her face, as if she couldn't believe that the words just heard came from Lan Ran's mouth.

"I have stepped into the truth with one foot, but in the end I still choose to give in for Wuyue. There is only one person in my heart and eyes, and I can even see the soul that resides in it through the body... This kind of extreme emotion has surpassed The scope of my interpretation..." Suddenly, she sighed and shook her head, staring at the man's face after feeling a lot of emotion, and asked carefully and carefully, "Do you really love her that much?"

Hearing this, Aizen's eyes softened, "It's better than everything in this world."

"But she doesn't love you." The voice of Wang Chuan got stuck at the end of the other party's words, "The wish she made in front of the goddess was to take away the spiritual power of the Phoenix Temple and let him have the happiness of ordinary people in this life .”

"Yes, I already guessed it." Lan Ran chuckled, lowered her eyes slightly, with a calm expression, "This is indeed Wu Yue's style of doing things."

Wang Chuan frowned, and his tone became anxious, "She handed over what you wanted most to someone else, how can you laugh?"

"What?" The tall man looked at her sideways, seemingly puzzled, but after a few seconds of silence, he smiled lightly and replied, "Thank you for your concern, but I think you may have misunderstood, I What I want the most is not Mutsuki's love...Moreover, it was only at the moment when I looked at Seireitei that I realized that I had already got what I wanted a long time ago..."

The obedient person didn't ask any questions, but his expression became more and more confused.

Aizen couldn't help but smile deeper, and was more willing to explain.

He raised his chin slightly, let his gaze fall to the farther horizon, put his hands behind his back, stood in the moist night fog and moonlight, and said frankly: "Wuyue left her love to Phoenix Temple, in a perfect way, End all the fetters with him, let him become an important "past" that I can let go or mention without regret... and what she left me is what I once imposed on her Severe pressure can bring people hope, but it can also destroy will, something called 'expectation'..."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but think back to the night of the summer festival, when he held Wuyue's hand and confessed to her, and when the emptiness began, she would rather destroy herself than remove it from her body. The "expectation" he imposed on her.

"I thought that those pressures were enough for her to bear, and at the same time, I was extremely eager for her to have expectations of me... After all, the birth of this emotion means the importance of the other party in my heart, which allows us to give trust, recognition, and As for the importance of keeping hope in that person..."

The temperature dropped again, and Aizen's tone of voice became wet and heavy. He lowered his head, couldn't help sighing, and continued, "Probably, I also want to prove that I am in her heart through her expectations of me. The importance of substitution..."

"I understand what you said, but in the end, what expectations did she give you? After all these years, haven't you come here alone?"

Hearing the girl's questioning voice, Aizen kept smiling, his kind eyes suddenly fell on his face, and then he slid lightly towards the Seiling Court under the moonlight.

"Indeed, when I saw the Phoenix Temple in London, I thought Wuyue was too unfeeling, and didn't even want to leave me with a single thought. It wasn't until I stood here that I suddenly realized...the recognition, trust, and expectations , has already been conveyed to me through that letter. She believes that I will make the right choice between the savior and the executioner, and create a brand new world in a more appropriate way... The weight of this expectation has far exceeded Love and hate, if I still hope to get her love, I'm afraid I will be punished, I can't be so greedy..."

"Heh, won't you feel guilty for saying such high-sounding words?" The girl sneered disapprovingly, and muttered with an ambiguous look in her eyes, "If her expectation is really what you want most, then please wait until you get it." Smile more frankly, instead of putting on a depressed and tangled look like now..."

"I hope so too, but is it really for me to let me replace her as a hero to protect the world? Why is it so hard to breathe? This expectation clearly makes me neither confident nor responsible. , there is no ability to resist the punishment...

"This is simply a kind of torture. Like the fake 'I love you', it's poison coated with honey. It's tormenting me to the point of going crazy... Why does it always make people feel uneasy? This cunning and unfeeling girl..."

Responding to Wang Chuan's question, Ai Ran also laughed at himself, the moonlight poured on his white coat, making him look even paler.

After a moment of unresolved silence, the sound of the wind became softer and farther away, and it also drove the night into a deeper darkness.

"If you really feel this kind of struggle and pain, I can only tell you that you are right. What you have experienced now is Wuyue's punishment for you." Between the mountains and forests, the girl's clear voice suddenly sounded. cold voice.

Lan Ran was slightly stunned, turned around slightly, and stared at Wang Chuan's quiet eyes in surprise, as if asking her what she wanted to say.

"For those who have been hurt by you, just preventing the tragedy that happened to them can't make up for the sins you committed. You must empathize with you, and you must return those injuries to you exactly, you Only in this way can we really reflect on what step I was wrong in the past.”

Wang Chuan's words were resounding, and even her eyes became cold and determined. She even clenched her fists, fearing that she would fight Aizen because of her emotional progress.

"I believe you will understand something after seeing the goddess and being reborn... the powerlessness of being manipulated by others in applause, the crushing from absolute power, being used and betrayed by the most important person, and the love of this life. loss of things...

"The anger, the humiliation, the resentment and the despair, and the weight of that expectation, are all things you've put on other people, making them too painful to breathe.

"So you, experience this feeling well, and don't forget it until the end of your life... Living in a world that can fulfill everyone, but can't fulfill yourself, is Wuyue's punishment for you."

With the same voice, the same face, the judge-like words spoken, Aizen had the illusion that the person he was thinking of was right in front of him.

The birth of the little bird You Wangchuan must be one of my punishments.

He suddenly had such an idea.

His tall and straight back suddenly lost its support, and his posture also showed a bit of dejection.

The night sky is clear and the moon is clear.

Only the man's brown eyes were dark and gloomy, as if they were filled with many unspoken thoughts.

"If doing this can make her feel more relaxed, whether it's expected or punished, I will accept it willingly..."

After a long silence, he sighed with a wry smile, turned and walked towards the girl who was thinking in front of him, "If you see Wuyue in the future, please tell her what I said earlier. If possible, I would also like to ask you to ask her for me. Let me tell you, has everything I have done for this world disappointed her..."

Wang Chuan stared at him for a long time, watching his expression change from sad to numb, watching his slowly loosening fingers, and his body that seemed to age in an instant.

"Don't you want to see her? It's only meaningful to say these words to her personally..."

"If the condition for meeting again is sacrificing others, then it's okay for us to be separated like this. Besides, the gods are deliberately trying to take Wuyue away. For her, Wuyue must have a unique meaning. In this case, I I have reason to believe that in a world beyond my reach, Moonless lives in peace and happiness."

The dark clouds were blown away layer by layer by the night wind, and the cool moonlight gradually filled the entire Soul Realm.

Aizen's tone was slow and natural, but his dodging gaze quietly revealed his desire to end this conversation as soon as possible.

The listener's brows were knotted, she turned sideways, her eyes were entangled and fell into the distance, the air paused for a second, and she spoke again in the white moonlight: "It seems that you have planned to miss her like this forever gone."

"...I'm used to it...a habit I've developed over tens of thousands of years, how can I easily quit..."

The night breeze was slightly cool, but also extremely gentle.

The clouds were gone, and the dew on the grass shone like stars.

Lan Ran's words made Wang Chuan a little dazed, she was silent for a long time, and then she woke up from the sound of the other party's leaving footsteps.

"It's getting late, go back and rest. Tomorrow is Mr. Bai Zhong's morning class. Don't oversleep. He will call you to the office and make you stand."

He reminded her with a smile, and passed behind her slowly, as if the sad look in his eyes before was just an illusion like a dream.

The rustling of blades of grass gradually faded away.

He didn't even look back.

In the dark night, the blond girl stood alone on the hilltop for a long time like a lifeless sculpture.

After the rain had completely disappeared, she stretched out her hands towards the night sky, and in the moist air, suddenly pushed open a giant arch that did not belong to this world.

In the cracks in the night, a gloomy swamp forest suddenly grows.

Unable to distinguish the holy brilliance of the sun and the moon and the breath of dead branches and rotting leaves, they rushed out from behind the door, drowning her like catharsis.