Chapter 70 Witch's Tears, Witch's Smile

Parting is so heavy.

Like a boulder.

Like a mountain.

Pressing on people's hearts, making it difficult for them to breathe.

Only when parting really comes, people will find that all the rehearsals prepared in advance are as light as a feather, less than one tenth.

Krisa was ready to be scolded.

As an object, she openly disobeyed the decision of her master.

This is absolutely unforgivable.

The moment she said this, the witch's heart fell into self-blame and regret, but even so, she still refused Xu Xi's request.

As if as long as she refused these requests, she could also refuse to leave.

Let Xu Xi not leave.

Let the warm sun continue to stay.

"Please...", the delicate face that was gently stroked by the skinny palm trembled and said, "Don't say it anymore, I won't accept it."

The rejection from the witch made Xu Xi stunned for a moment.

The expression on his face changed continuously, first surprised, then confused, and finally gentle relief, without the scolding that the witch imagined.

"Hahaha...Ahahaha..."

"Ha cough...cough cough!"

Xu Xi laughed.

He seemed to be in a good mood, but his weak body made him cough violently as soon as he laughed.

A look of pain appeared on his aging face.

"Teacher!"

Krisa quickly cast life magic to help Xu Xi recover.

Every weak breath and every painful look turned into an invisible blade, piercing the witch's heart deeply, making her whole body tremble.

What to do, how to save?

Krisa didn't know, she could only fight for her life, using the most advanced life magic again and again to make Xu Xi feel better.

Soon, Xu Xi's cough subsided.

"I'm fine, Krisa, I'm just...so happy."

Xu Xi's eyelids became heavier.

He half-opened his tired eyes.

He gently held the witch's hand, shook his head to signal her to stop casting magic, and looked into her empty eyes: "This is the first time, this is the first time, you expressed opposition to me."

"Krisa, it's great, you have your own ideas..."

Objects have no self-will, let alone express opposition. When the witch learns to oppose, it means that she has regained her self.

The witch has truly become--

[Human]

Xu Xi's eyes are turbid and blurry. He can't see the world in front of him clearly. Sleepiness surges and almost takes away the last clarity in his eyes.

"Krisa..."

On the bed, the dying old man announced in a gentle voice: "You have graduated."

The world ushered in silence at this moment.

Silently, so quiet that the witch could not understand.

So quiet that she was afraid of it and afraid of the upcoming cruelty.

"But compared with you, I am still far behind...", Krisa spoke in a trembling voice. She was still expressionless, but the suppressed sadness seemed to break through the body and echoed in the air.

"I still have many things to ask you."

"Without you, I can't do anything."

Krisa's voice gradually became hoarse, and the huge sadness was like a raging fire, burning her throat.

She didn't understand.

She didn't understand.

She was a thing that belonged exclusively to Xu Xi, a witch despised by the world, a useless thing that could be abandoned at will, humble, ugly and lowly, a shadow that would lose its meaning of existence without the light.

Therefore, the witch couldn't accept that she was "graduated" by Xu Xi's affirmation.

This means that she would leave Xu Xi's side.

She clumsily counted, repeatedly listed, magnified her own shortcomings and deficiencies, to prove that she had not yet reached the level of a graduate.

"..."

Xu Xi didn't interrupt Krisa's words, but just looked at her gently, and stretched out his skinny palm again.

Gently placed it on Krisa's head.

Give it the last warmth.

Gradually.

The witch stopped herself and stopped telling those lies that deceived herself.

The room was quiet, and the window was bright.

But the witch's heart was torn.

The real despair was never a sudden disaster, but you knew the disaster was coming, but you were powerless to stop the tragedy.

This helpless torture, this despair of watching the end, made Krisa's black and gold eyes no longer mysterious and brilliant, and only empty sadness.

"Please... don't leave me."

"Or, allow me to leave with you."

Krisa sobbed, and finally said the words hidden deep in her heart. The voice was not mixed with any crying, but full of desolation and sadness.

Like a candle that is about to go out.

Like a bird with its wings cut off.

Helplessly pleading with Xu Xi.

The witch has made preparations to die with Xu Xi.

It doesn't matter, everything is indifferent, whether it is the world or becoming a god, in the witch's lonely heart, the weight is not as much as Xu Xi's.

Just as Xu Xi saved the witch and brought everything to the witch.

The witch was also willing to give up everything and accompany Xu Xi to die in silence.

No reason needed.

No hesitation.

The witch was willing.

What responded to Krisa was the increasingly weak hand touching her head and Xu Xi's voice as light as a thread.

"Krisa, you know I won't agree to this kind of thing."

On the bed.

Xu Xi's breathing gradually weakened, and every breath was like the last struggle. In pain and suffocation, he felt his body losing consciousness bit by bit.

He showed the witch his last smile.

His old and ugly face, under the sunlight, faintly reflected some shadows of his youth.

"Please live well, Krisa."

"This is my request."

"Don't be sad about my departure. This is not a farewell, but a long separation."

"One day, we will meet again."

The weak and dry hands could no longer touch the witch's hair. They lost all their strength and stayed on the witch's head.

The spark of life was about to go out.

The shadow of death was approaching step by step.

Xu Xi said the last words to the witch: "It's a bit regrettable. Until now, I haven't let you really smile once."

Suddenly.

Xu Xi was stunned for a moment, his pupils slightly dilated, and the sudden shock even delayed the arrival of death a little.

"Teacher..."

"Please look..."

"This is my smile..."

In the golden afternoon sun, with gray hair like a waterfall, Krisa sat quietly by the bed, trembling and stretching out her hands.

The other four fingers were all bent, leaving only the index finger alone.

Two index fingers.

Hook the corners of the mouth on both sides.

Gently pull, pull out the amplitude, artificially create a smile.

The smile is so stiff, and tears keep flowing, sliding from the already full eyes, soaking the hands in silence.

It's better to say it's crying than laughing.

"What a beautiful smile..."

Xu Xi whispered softly.

In the calm wind, his breathing quietly stopped, and he closed his eyes tiredly.

This time, he will never wake up again.

[You are dead]

[Simulation ends]