Chapter 1553 Nightmare

The weather in the Maldives is always unpredictable. Even at night, there will be sudden storms, just like now.

Andward Island was passed by a dark cloud, and strong winds and heavy rains poured down like a bucket, startling people on the outdoor beach and those singing and dancing in the swimming pool to hide in the bar.

A large number of people poured into the main bar, making the bar more crowded and the atmosphere more hot. There is nothing more island vacation than a group of handsome men and beautiful women gathering together to party with electronic music. If there is, it is a group of handsome men and beautiful women who are wet and forced to gather together.

"Lu Mingfei, is that your friend outside?" Natalia, who was opposite the table in the main bar, turned her head to look out the window, and raised her hand hesitantly to point to the row of beach chairs beside the main swimming pool in the distance.

Lu Mingfei, who was drinking, looked in the direction pointed and was also stunned. In the pouring rain, everyone was forced to take shelter from the rain. On a lounge chair facing the beach and the sea by the main swimming pool, a figure was lying there peacefully, bathing in the storm. The tops of the coconut trees were swaying constantly, and the wheelchairs beside were blown over and drifting in the swimming pool. The ripe coconuts fell into the swimming pool and splashed water.

"Is he not coming back?" Natalia was a little uncertain.

Considering that the wheelchair was scraped into the swimming pool, it seemed that Lin Nian was really left on the beach chair and could not move, and could only be left there and forced to be exposed to the wind and rain.

"What a god!" A brother under the eaves of the bar noticed the calm figure bathing in the wind and rain by the swimming pool in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart,

"He is so cool!"

Lu Mingfei didn't know whether Lin Nian was a god, but sometimes he was really crazy.

While everyone was hiding from the heavy rain, he was alone in the storm. If it was anyone else, it would be a bit of a melodramatic drama from a Hong Kong or Taiwan youth drama, but for Lin Nian, it was just the right feeling. He had to act cool.

Lu Mingfei looked at the cool guy sitting on the beach chair in the distance, letting the wind and rain blow and standing still. He sincerely felt that he was a hundred years behind Lin Nian in terms of acting cool.

But he didn't know that Lin Nian didn't intend to act cool. Unlike what others thought, he just fell asleep accidentally while lying on the beach chair.

Yes, he fell asleep.

Since the problem with his bloodline, Lin Nian has been feeling tired. If it weren't for Mandy's tossing, he would have gone back to his room and slept all day long. Now that he has finally dealt with everything, it is natural for him to fall asleep after relaxing, right?

But what Lu Mingfei didn't know was that Lin Nian's current state was not normal. Even if he was too relaxed or too tired, when the strong wind and rain hit his body and face, normal people would wake up instantly.

But this time Lin Nian didn't. He just lay there, letting the rain and wind carry his body, and his consciousness seemed to sink into the bottom of the sea, which was a place that the storm could not reach. Even if there were strong winds and heavy rains on the sea, it was still calm under the deep water.

In the deepest, deepest place, where the moonlight could not illuminate, the black ocean current was flowing quietly, carrying his consciousness to a deeper place, not aimlessly, but towards the predetermined end and the predetermined goal.

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Li Huoyue stood blankly at the door of the ordinary clinic. People came and went on the street, and the shouts of vegetable sellers, the shouts of TV and refrigerator repairmen, and the bargaining disputes were endless.

Here it comes again, it's like this again.

She thought silently in her heart, looking at herself in the mirror, her childhood self, wearing a white dress, with her hair combed a little childishly, and the little girl in the mirror was also looking at her, looking at each other and seeming a little strange, like two different people meeting.

She stood at the door of the clinic, without pushing the door, nor leaving, she knew that no matter what she did, the story would still develop in the same way.

The door of the clinic opened, and the gentle man came out, squatted in front of him, gently stroked her head and took her in, the bell sounded crisp and pleasant when the door of the clinic opened.

The clinic was not big, and the layout was the same as in memory. People came and went here, but the patients who came in and out seemed to be people she knew in her memory, such as Li Qiuluo, the commander-in-chief of Langjuxu, Hilbert Jean Ange, the principal of the secret party, and all kinds of old people she had met before, who were deposited in the depths of her memory.

They all appeared absurdly in this dream, bustling, talking to each other, doing their own things.

Li Huoyue sat on a small bench in the corner of the clinic. The gentle man who brought her in sat behind the consultation table and carefully examined everyone, as if everyone had forgotten her existence.

She sat there quietly, doing nothing, just looking at the gentle man behind the consultation table, the father who only appeared in her memory, which was also the last comfort in a nightmare.

She did this every time, deeply trapped in this cycle of memory, quietly found a place to sit down, watching these absurd and unruly dramas unfold, and waiting for the inevitable dark and the ringing of the fourth watch.

The people in the clinic gradually disappeared, and the sky outside the glass door darkened unknowingly. The door was pushed open, and the gentle yet stern woman came in. She took off her coat and hung it on the coat rack on the side of the door. She hugged the gentle man, walked to Li Huoyue, squatted down and touched her head, and said some stereotyped warm words to her.

Li Huoyue did not answer. She just stared at the two men and women who were perfect in her impression and memory, talking and laughing, arguing, reconciling, and frying fresh vegetables and meat in the pan to bring out the breath of life and happiness.

Those were all reproductions of warm memories, and they were also the last beauty that Li Huoyue hid in the deepest part and blocked. She wanted to forget these memories, afraid of being turned up, but in this dream, they were turned up countless times to miss, just to pave the way for the final collapse.

"Look what this is." On the dining table, the man took out three bills from his pocket.

Those were three hotel reservations for a seven-day, seven-night trip to the Maldives for a family of three.

The man smiled and told the woman and Li Huoyue that he had already prepared the passports and other things. He only needed to notify the travel agency to set a departure time, and the three of them could take a plane and land in the Maldives to see the sea.

The woman seemed a little surprised, but still very happy. She said Maldives? That's not bad either. Xiaoyue likes the sea there the most. It's blue and green, like jelly.

They imagined the happy life of the family of three after arriving in the Maldives, but Li Huoyue sat in his seat without saying a word. The two were still talking to themselves, completely unaware of Li Huoyue's silence, as if they were running all the way to the end on a predetermined track.

In the boundless darkness outside the clinic, the crisp sound of bells, the sound coming from the deepest part of the nightmare, shook the soul and painful memories.

Li Huoyue suddenly felt a little tired.

She did something that would make all parents furious. She flipped over the dining table in front of her with both hands. The tableware, food, and table board all fell to the floor of the clinic in a mess. But even so, she failed to attract the attention of the couple. They still had a warm look on their faces, sitting together and chatting about the beauty of the future.

No matter what she did, she could not affect this nightmare, just like her incompetent self in the past. She thought that she could change something by becoming "Moon". She thought that as long as she was ruthless and had the power to kill decisively, she could subvert anything, but the result was the same. She could do nothing from beginning to end.

She left the clinic and pushed the door open. The moment she left, her young body seemed to have experienced a growth and became slim. In the reflection of the glass behind her, it was the body of a young girl, wearing a black training suit and holding a white blade in her hand.

Outside the clinic was boundless darkness, and in the darkness was the sound of the whistling wind, which was erratic, singing around Li Huoyue, and finally approaching quietly from behind her.

Li Huoyue's body moved automatically, and as she had experienced in the past, she stabbed the white blade in her hand into the wind, piercing the hidden figure through the heart and stripping off her disguise.

That was a girl as young as her, even wearing the same training clothes, with foamy blood spitting from the corners of her mouth on her confused and puzzled face.

Li Huoyue remembered her, her name was Xu Yangyang, and she was in the same batch of girls who entered Langjuxu. She had the worst grades in Langjuxu and often humbly asked Li Huoyue for help with some training problems.

But who knew that Xu Yangyang was also the first life to die in Li Huoyue's hands, and the reason was simple. The girl was verified by Langjuxu as being sent by foreign forces to assassinate the new generation of "Huoyue".

Li Huoyue always believed that killing Xu Yangyang was self-defense until she accidentally came into contact with some personnel files later.

She found that the girl she killed was born innocent and had no problems. The only reason she deserved death was that her parents were involved in the support of the revolutionaries, so they needed to be purged. Not only her parents, but also their offspring needed to be silenced.

Li Huoyue, who was also a student of Langjuxu, became the best candidate.

Li Huoyue stepped back and drew out the bloody sword in his hand. The girl fell into the darkness and disappeared.

She walked forward silently, and the sword in her hand suddenly sank. She looked down and saw that the blade had cut open a man's chest.

It was an unknown hybrid. Until he died, Li Huoyue never knew his name. She only knew why he died-privately adopting stray hybrid orphans to open an orphanage, refusing to take over the management of the orphanage in an orthodox way, and was silenced.

She walked forward again, and those past memories, those dead souls of her subordinates kept catching up with her. They did not cry and ask for Li Huoyue's life, but just silently and quietly died in Li Huoyue's hands again.

Although this nightmare was absurd, it was also in line with reality. It was just a replay of everything that had happened before, without exaggeration, and it completely restored everything that this woman had done, whether it was subjective or passive.

A huge wind blew towards her, making Li Huoyue unable to open her eyes. She raised her hand to cover her eyes, but she didn't know when she held a sword in her hand.

The feeling of the blade cutting through the flesh was so familiar, and the bloody face of the girl appeared in front of her again.

Zhao Xusheng, the girl she killed with her own hands.

She smiled bitterly and whispered some last words to her. Li Huoyue subconsciously wanted to let go, but even if she did nothing, the girl who was cut open was still torn into blood by the sword in her hand.

She was a little dazed looking at the cruel and beautiful blood. Even though her face was still expressionless and tough, the slight trembling of her lips exposed some fragile things in her deepest heart.

In the blood, there was a strong wind accompanied by a hoarse roar. Li Huoyue subconsciously raised the sword. The huge impact forced him to retreat. The hideous, twisted, bloody and tearful boy's face almost occupied her vision.

Of course she recognized this boy. She crushed his heart with her own hands, cut open his body, and imposed the spiral of blood hatred on him.

Hatred, disgust, contempt, all negative emotions were poured on her without reservation. The boy cursed her and spit out her hypocrisy, cold-bloodedness and meanness with the most unpleasant words.

She just silently endured those attacks, unable to veto or dodge.

In the end, she completely killed Sima Xuxu, just like the ending of that story.

She stood alone in the center of the darkness, the darkness around her slowly faded away, and she stood on the top of the sea of ​​blood and corpses, transforming into the final "moon".

"So, why refuse? Reject the roads you have been on, and reject the you that this road finally made."

Behind Li Huoyue, the catastrophic shadow rose up. It appeared in the nightmare, like a dream, but also like an entity, just like Li Huoyue's shadow, infinitely extended, standing up, overlooking the woman on the top of the sea of ​​blood and corpses.

The remaining will of the holy will.

ps: The beginning of this chapter repeats four paragraphs, 200 words, which have been deleted and repaired. Sorry.