First Player Chapter 834

Chapter 834 Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Three · "You will always be a good person."

The door was wide open, and there was a smell like burnt paper money from the hall of the villa.

Su Mingan glanced at Lu Shu at the door, and looked in through the gap. He saw more than 30 boxes of tea leaves on the table in the room, and the small stove was burning vigorously, and the hot air made the hall white.

A young man in a black suit stood at the table, twisting the finely crushed tea leaves with his fingers. As more than 30 boxes of tea leaves fell into the pot one by one, the bubbles gurgled, and the deep red tea was like the mouth of an abyss. Swallowing the tea leaves in one gulp, the scene was terrifying. It is here that the smell of burnt paper money comes from.

... Su Rin actually ran to his house and was still cooking this horrible tea at his house.

Su Mingan turned his gaze back to Lu Shu. Lu Shu also kept staring at him, without saying a word, as if waiting for him to speak first.

"Lu Shu?" Su Mingan asked lightly.

"...Huh?" Lu Shu's reaction was still a little slow, and he paused for three seconds before humming. The butterfly flew back from the gate to his right shoulder, and its wings brushed against the silver streamline of the Hanfu, standing side by side with the praying mantis.

Under the hazy yellow light, his fluttering white hair was like snow on the verge of melting under the warm sun, as if he would disappear again before he knew it. The moment Su Mingan heard Lu Shu's voice, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be able to see some colors other than black and white.

Su Mingan looked around Lu Shu repeatedly, and confirmed in the pair of pupils for a moment, before asking again: "Are you back?"

Su Mingan has been observing.

Lu Shu's expression was always stiff, but not cold. When you really look at him, you won't be burned by his resisting aura. It also looks natural when he smiles.

He is different from Lin Guang. I haven't observed carefully before, so it is difficult to see the difference, but after observing these two people deeply, I will find that they are different after all.

"...um." It took another three seconds before Lu Shu responded.

Su Mingan was about to speak when Lu Shu suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled his clothes. Lu Shu's movements were a little stiff, as if he was forcibly manipulating the body of a discordant puppet, and there seemed to be a rattling sound between his steps.

"It's windy outside, come in." Lu Shu's words were also a little sluggish, every word seemed to be stuck in his throat.

Su Mingan entered, and the door closed behind him, isolating the cold wind and snow. The indoor fireplace is burning, and the flames smudge the warm color of most of the hall, and the glazed lamps on the ceiling reflect the luster of broken gold.

There are scarlet soft carpets and Baroque tiles under your feet. The hall is arc-shaped, and a mushroom-shaped wall lamp is erected every two meters. There is a spiral staircase in front of you, leading to the lounge and piano room on the second floor. The armrests are also engraved with colorful patterns.

It was only then that Su Mingan realized that this villa that he hadn't been here for a long time had been renovated. It seemed that a lot of furniture and decorations had been added. Even the wallpaper was dyed a gorgeous golden yellow, and there were some portraits hanging on the wall. There is a feeling of home.

No wonder even adventurers would consume points to buy themselves a home in the Lord God World. Staying in a small, closed personal space all the time, few people can bear this kind of isolation.

"Did you decorate?" Su Mingan asked Lu Shu.

The right to enter this kind of private villa can be shared. At present, Su Mingan has only given permission to Lu Shu, Nuoer, and Lin Yin, and the three of them can also share the permission with others. Although the villa can be decorated freely, Su Mingan never imagined that Lu Shu would come up with such a westernized decoration style.

Lu Shu shook his head in a daze: "It's not me."

Su Mingan shifted his gaze. Sure enough, this gorgeous, golden, court-like style that is eye-catching at first glance, it seems that another person likes it—

"Lu Shu's soul has just returned to his body, so his reaction will be a little slow." Su Lin's voice came from beside him.

In the center of the hall, Su Lin was still making tea, and more than 30 pieces of different types of tea were flying in his hands and falling into the kettle together.

He was wearing a well-tailored black suit with a blue tie exposed at the neckline. There was no wrinkle all over his body, and even the cuffs were smoothed. If one ignores the horrors at hand, he does seem to be quite a man.

"...you made my home like this?" Su Mingan asked.

Su Lin raised her head, stretched out her right hand, and began to pour a whole pot of milk into the tea: "Yes, Nuoer said before that I will be at your house for the New Year in these few days. I have prepared some furniture suitable for the New Year. Updated."

Su Lin stared carefully at the scale of the milk, and continued: "I know you are reluctant to earn points, so I pay for the decoration costs. This kind of decoration style...you probably won't dislike it."

Su Mingan looked around the hall. Indeed, he couldn't deny Su Rin's aesthetics.

"When will Lu Shu get well?" Su Mingan said.

The milk fell into the blood-red tea, like mud flowing into the sea, the terrifying bubbles gurgled, and the sound was strange like the call of an ancient evil god.

Su Lin put the milk bottle aside, and responded: "It depends on his own adaptability. His soul has been out of the body for too long, and it is impossible that he is not damaged. Although I pulled him back, it still depends on his own recovery. "

A strange smell wafted in the hall, like a ghost that took people's lives. Su Mingan took half a step back and stared at Su Rin.

Who taught Su Lin this horrible temaking behavior? Lin Guang?

Su Rin said: "I'm surprised that he can do this for you. According to my observation, if you don't have the help of 'Team Mu' during these 20 days, it will be difficult to achieve the final goal of Hephaestus. Plan. Whether it is to help you secretly deliver city-state orders or guide you, this is something that only the electronic ghost cannot do, and he has truly become a part that the gods cannot predict."

Su Mingan let out a "hmm".

Without the existence of "Team Mu", his customs clearance would be much more difficult.

Before, he thought that some of Lu Shu's actions were meaningless, but this time, Lu Shu obviously played a major role, and the final performance was even more surprising. If it wasn't for Lu Shu, he would not be able to find the confidential database of the Liming system, nor would he be able to discover the truth about [The Ninth World·Zhai Xing].

However, this time with Su Lin, Lu Shu's soul can return to his body. But what if there is a next time?

Next time, next time, will Lu Shu come back smoothly every time?

Su Mingan looked at Lu Shu.

Lu Shu's expression seemed to be a little more lively, his eyes began to brighten, and his pupils were not as stiff as before. He seems to be getting used to his body.

"I'm fine." Lu Shu said awkwardly, "Don't... worry about me."

Su Mingan has seen this kind of appearance pulled back from the death line more than once.

The first time was after the end of the fourth world, Lu Shu wanted to die with Edward. If there is no death rollback, Lu Shu will really die.

The second time was the Vault of the Eighth World, where Lu Shu appeared as the black-robed boss of the castle level, giving Su Mingan the black beast energy. At that time, if Su Mingan didn't have the skills of being in power, Lu Shu would die too.

The third time is when the soul leaves the body and becomes the "Mu team". If Su Lin wasn't there, if Su Ming'an hadn't used the red rose in the Seventh World, Lu Shu would still have died.

Every time he was on the verge of death, and every time Lu Shu didn't leave any retreat for himself, like a fire without any scruples, it would never go out until it burned out completely.

Never look back, resolute, resolute, tragic, silent, loyal.

Su Mingan didn't know how long Lu Shu had stayed in Kaiusta. But presumably it will not be an easy time, as an electronic ghost who cannot meet others, lives in a dimension invisible to the naked eye all the time, cannot touch anything substantial, and can only name it under the false "Team Mu" —What will Lu Shu suffer these years? How is he feeling?

What drove him to do this was his pure following of Su Mingan. And one "following" is enough to make him pay such a big price, physical pain, loneliness of soul, long endurance, lonely waiting, and even his own life. If it dissipates, it will really be wiped out, not even a corpse will be left.

Even, Su Mingan may not even know who "Team Mu" is in the end, and what Lu Shu paid for him before his death.

He gradually tasted the weight of Lu Shu's following, almost like a mountain pressing on him. This kind of emotion does not contain any impurities, does not require any interests, and has no other desires. It is far better than any love and friendship in the literal sense.

If it is said that he regards the perfect customs clearance as a kind of religious meaning, he thinks that this is all he will have in his life.

Lu Shu regarded him as a kind of religious meaning.

Apart from this meaning, Lu Shu himself has nothing left.

"Lu Shu." Su Mingan spoke again.

"...um." Lu Shu responded.

"I need you to understand, I need you." Su Mingan stared at him: "I don't need you at the price of sacrifice—I always need you. Your value is not limited to being 'sacrificed'."

"..." The tension in Lu Shu's eyes relaxed slightly, and he showed obvious shock.

"I don't think that only strong enough companions are meaningful. I don't think that only smart enough companions are the best companions." Su Mingan said: "Only those who I can give trust to, and who can also give trust to me, are the best companions." It's what I need most—you are one of the most important ones. I need you by my side, whether it's you, Nuoer, or Yueyue, you are all important, and I don't want to lose any of them.”

Lu Shu's pupils were trembling.

His fingers bent and straightened slightly, grabbed the wide sleeve of his own Hanfu, and squeezed it tightly, almost crushing the crane on the silver thread.

Lips open and close, want to speak, but don't know what to say.

"I'm not in a good condition, and I don't want to witness too many losses. So as long as there is a chance, I want to save it with all my might." Su Mingan thought of Yueyue's body in the 33rd week, closed his eyes, and his words became more serious. A little heavier: "So once you die, you will hurt me far more than what you helped me make up for. This kind of damage can never be undone."

"I..." Lu Shu was anxious to say something.

Su Mingan interrupted him and said, "But I won't stop you."

Lu Shu was slightly startled.

"I understand a person's pursuit of 'meaning', and I understand how much an idealist can achieve for his own hope. It is a kind of devotion to the point of madness, except for the immediate vision, nothing is left." Su Mingan said:

"I have also learned about your family background, and know that you have no other desires, and you don't care about anything. But if a person has no desires, ideals, and fetters in his heart, then his existence is almost the same as death."

"So, Lu Shu. I understand your pursuit of your 'existence value' in your heart. This is a very precious part of you, and you also regard it as a treasure, and I will not erase it."

"If you think that your meaning is to pay for me, I will not forcefully reverse it. I respect your ideas, respect your personality, and respect all your actions for the 'following' in your heart. Likewise, I am grateful to you I am touched by what you have done to me in the world of ruins."

"But I hope you think about yourself before you act. Think about how much pain I will suffer if you die. My follower slot will always be empty, and my friend column will always be empty." Darken an avatar, and my 'existence value' will also decrease by one person."

"The companion I care about..." Su Mingan pursed his lips:

"I don't want them to die for me."

"If you care about me, first care about yourself."

"But if you insist on paying for me, I will also respect your choice."

The room is quiet.

Lu Shu's pupils trembled violently.

Before he entered the game, he had no meaning to live. Apart from revenge, he couldn't think of any value of existence.

I didn't grow up in a normal family since I was a child, I haven't stepped into a higher class, and I even have psychological problems. In the world game, he finally found the meaning of living. He needs the other party, and the other party needs him, so he is desperate for it according to his own worldview.

Su Mingan respects his actions and recognizes his efforts. Just like Su Ming'an respected the Knight of Light's ascension to the city wall back then—it was obviously a sacrifice that could be stopped.

But for an "ideal", Su Mingan can calmly watch the other party go to death. It's not that he doesn't respect life, but it's proof that he respects everyone.

respect your choice.

Respect your ideals.

Honor your sacrifice.

Because he knows that some people will put something higher than life, so he will not be arrogant to think that as long as some people are alive, it is best for them, and he will respect everything they pursue. Just like this time, if Lu Shu didn't become Team Mu, he might really not be able to pass the level.

He just said, think about yourself before giving.

But they won't say, don't pay for me anymore, you are not worth it.

He respects the shining point in anyone's soul, even if it is just a moment.

Lu Shu raised his head little by little, his eyes brighter than ever.

Under the light, the look in his eyes revived bit by bit.

"I see." His voice was very bright: "You are such a good person... always a good person, Su Mingan."

(end of this chapter)

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