Chapter 102 Behind the Door (2)

The thin white fingers held the ruddy apple, and stuck to Garcia's cheek through the platinum curls.

Jiang Jianming kept his arms raised, the bottom of his eyes was like a pool of still water, and nothing could disturb his emotions.

That's it, he thought.

He hoped that Garcia would be more obedient, just take the apple, walk home with him, and spend the night well.

It has been three whole years that no one has accompanied him for the holiday.

Garcia grabbed his wrist so violently that his bones creaked. Jiang Jianming was in pain, and the apple just fell to the floor, rolled twice and stopped on the toe of His Royal Highness's shoe.

The sound of firecrackers outside the window gradually dissipated, and in the office behind him, the female emperor Lin Ge, the leader and Old Marshal Chen were all silent.

Garcia stared at Jiang Jianming, the corners of his eyes gradually turned red, his eyes were so violent that he seemed to eat the crippled human beings in front of him with blood and blood.

His Adam's apple rolled and he opened his mouth several times. There was only a heavy gasp between his lips, and he couldn't speak, couldn't say anything.

Jiang Jianming lowered his head, black hair covering his eyes. He hopes that Garcia can accept his fate like this, just as Ryan hoped that he can accept his fate like this——

Don't struggle so embarrassingly trying to salvage something that is irreversible.

I don't know how long it took, Garcia finally got his voice back and asked softly, "Why don't you crystallize?"

Unwilling, unwilling, dare not face and deceive others. All in one question.

Jiang Jianming looked at him, and a sense of exhaustion flooded his limbs.

The heavy bag fell to the ground and made a muffled sound. He looked at the red marks on his hands and smiled sadly.

"Because I am also a chronic crystal disorder patient, Your Highness."

Garcia swayed violently, he held on to the wall next to him tightly, and took a deep breath.

Garcia: "...Does he know, before leaving you."

Jiang Jianming: "No."

Garcia raised his head abruptly and roared, "Impossible!"

"Possible, little Kaios."

The footsteps tapped crisply on the floor, and Lin Ge's voice came from behind Jiang Jianming, "What do you think? In this empire, it is not easy for ordinary people to suffer from chronic crystal disorder - unless they actively seek death. "

Garcia was struck by five thunders.

He was simply shocked for a second at first, and then came the hidden meaning behind the sentence.

Fear instantly froze his spine and blood all over his body, and the severe pain that followed easily tore his heart.

Jiang Jianming turned his head: "Your Majesty!"

Garcia clasped his shoulders in disbelief: "You...!?"

"He always needs to know, obviously, long pain is worse than short pain, right?"

The Empress stood at the door. She narrowed her eyes, put her arm on Jiang Jianming's shoulder, and tapped the pale young man's chin with her fingernails: "To tell the truth, before Ryan died... you didn't suffer from crystal disorder, did you?"

Garcia was dizzy, his fingertips trembled violently, and he could barely hold Jiang Jianming's thin shoulder blades.

God, he thought, if there really was one.

Why be so cruel, even if you care for me once, or care for him once.

"……sorry."

Jiang Jianming said so. The sadness that was so thick that it couldn't be wiped appeared again in the depths of his pupils, and he coughed twice in a low voice.

"His Royal Highness Garcia, if I knew I would meet you..."

I must not be willing to let you taste such pain.

Jiang Jianming raised his pale face, and his melancholy eyes fell on the distant sky outside the window.

"But if that night, I didn't choose to take this road, and I couldn't have the confidence to go to the far interstellar space, and naturally I wouldn't be able to meet you."

"So I don't regret it."

He took a step forward, stepped over the red apple that fell on the ground, and passed Garcia, whose face was pale.

"I don't regret that night, I took the initiative to infect myself with the chronic crystal disorder with the dead crystal."

...

Not much to say actually.

Just a choice with no other choice.

Jiang Jianming knew it well before he set off. If he decides to go to the far interstellar space, then his final destination is very likely to be Crystal Nest - the place where Ryan rushes to.

However, in the crystal particle environment there, even the new human beings will die violently due to acute crystal disorder if they are not careful. For disabled human beings, it is a gate of hell that can never be approached.

He is not afraid of death, but he also does not like to give his life in vain. What's more, Jing Chao is contagious, and the act of burying his teammates and even the entire army with him for his own personal interests goes far beyond his bottom line.

"Ginger, give up."

Audrey once begged him, "Impossible, don't go crazy..."

At that time, Jiang Jianming was still wearing the blue-blue uniform of the military academy. He had beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and looked at him as a teenager, but his expression had the calmness and a touch of melancholy that followed.

"What about you, Lance's Patriarch?" He smiled, "disguised as a new human being, living a tightrope walk every day, knowing that once exposed, the sky would collapse, wouldn't you be crazy?"

"I……"

Audrey took a deep breath, she buried her head, and pressed her hands to the corners of her eyes.

"Ah, my God, I," she said bitterly, shaking her head constantly, "but how can I look at you..."

"I have already made a plan," Jiang Jianming said calmly, "Using the snow dove to jump to the far interstellar space and be exposed to the crystal particle environment... I may suffer from acute crystal disorder, that is, I am unlucky; but it is also possible to successfully suffer from it. Chronic crystal disorder, if it is the latter, I have no worries."

Audrey stood up, shocked and angry: "Jiang Jianming!"

She walked around to Jiang Jianming, shaking her best friend's shoulder uncontrollably, her voice trembling, "Jiang, are you talking nonsense with a fever, do you know what it means!?"

"Chronic crystal disorder? How could you think... After you get sick, your physique will become increasingly weak, and the pain of the disease will worsen every year, so you still want to join the army? This is impossible!"

"It's very likely that you won't live for five years, or even three years..." Audrey's voice was hoarse, and she couldn't speak any longer, and she closed her eyes again forcefully.

"Jiang, you also read history. In those dark times, 99% of patients with chronic crystal disorder chose to commit suicide. Why, because they couldn't endure that kind of pain! You really want to take chronic crystal disorder to the stars. !?"

Jiang Jianming smiled bitterly while holding his forehead. He turned his head embarrassedly and said lightly, "Of course I don't want to, but I'm a disabled human with no power and no power."

"Isn't it... there is no other way?"

Apart from this life, and some insignificant comfort for the rest of his life, he has nothing else to mortgage.

So he put what was left of him on the scales of fate.

... On this day, the lights of Lance's house were lit late into the night.

In the end, Audrey, who could not be persuaded, could only reluctantly accept the decision of her best friend.

She took out a transparent crystal in a box, its appearance was harmless to humans and animals, like a piece of jade.

This is the first time Jiang Jianming has seen Death Crystal.

"Don't go to the interstellar space, use it." Audrey said softly, "Controllable, so at least there is no danger of acute crystal disorder."

"Wear it close to the body for two hours. The first attack will be very painful. If you want, you can do it at... my house."

Jiang Jianming thanked and accepted the dead crystal, but rejected Audrey's suggestion.

"No more trouble, I'll think about it myself," he said.

Regarding the rest of your life, you should really think more carefully.

Involuntarily, Audrey grabbed a few more tranquilizers and stuffed them with the box containing the crystals.

"If you regret it, you can throw it back in the box anytime before you get sick and come back to me with a sedative. I'll have the doctor waiting all night tomorrow."

Jiang Jianming can only say thank you again.

The next day, he took the box of dead crystals and went to the highest mountain in Aslan Star City.

The top of the mountain would be the closest place to the stars, where he was going to make his final decision and watch a seasonal meteor shower by the way.

The meteor shower is predicted to be a rare occurrence in decades, and Ryan once promised to go with him.

According to the plan, they could climb mountains together, camp at the top of the mountain, raise a bonfire, and watch the stars childishly side by side.

...Now he's the only one left, and it's destined to be a bad trip.

But soon, Jiang Jianming realized another truth: when a person is fortunately abandoned, the bad things don't stop there.

The next day, at the foot of the mountain.

The sky was overcast, and the rain was pouring.

Jiang Jianming was soaked all over. He was panting and standing under the eaves with a heavy backpack on his back, looking up at the heavy rain with a dead face... There was a faint rumbling of thunder in the distance.

why.

Why is this always the case.

The surroundings were also blocked by the weather, and the travelers who came here to take shelter from the rain sighed:

"It's raining so hard."

"Ouch... that's not okay."

"Go back, go back."

The people dispersed quickly, Jiang Jianming didn't leave, and he hadn't recovered from the blow. By now, it was impossible for Ryan to accompany him, he knew.

So he just wanted to be alone, walking, climbing the mountain to watch the meteor shower overnight.

"..."

Jiang Jianming gritted his teeth and lowered his head, his clenched fingers trembling.

Is it extravagant? Is this his extravagant wish? ?

Or does the God of Destiny think that the suppression imposed on him is not heavy enough, and the sparring is not cruel enough?

The familiar anger turned into a raging fire in the heart, and easily burned the last bit of hesitation into fly ashes.

Jiang Jianming suddenly threw off his backpack, took two steps forward and plunged into the heavy rain, the cold rain particles hit his pale face frantically, from black hair to long clothes immediately soaked.

He took out the dead crystal and clasped it tightly in the palm of his hand. He threw the box with his hand and walked up the mountain road in the rain.

Could it be rain that could stop his steps, could a person's departure break his spine.

Is it possible to cut off all his grief, anger and unwillingness with just the four words of human race and heaven?

Rumbling... thunder and lightning.

The boots stepped into the muddy water, and the water splashed.

Just a humble crippled human being.

Just a Jiang Jianming.

He fell in the rain, bumping between rocks. The fingers slid into the soil spasmodically, and the blades of grass cut through the tender skin.

The world was icy cold, Jiang Jianming shivered while holding the tree trunk, he began to vomit blood, and the blood was quickly washed away by the rain and trickled down the rugged rock crevices.

He was holding the dead crystal that was taking his life tightly, but it seemed like he was holding the last straw.

The distant sky was brightened for a moment and then darkened, the thunder continued, and the mountain rain became heavier.

Two hours later, the symptoms of chronic crystal disorder attacked Jiang Jianming.

At that time, he was huddled in the shadow of the tree beaten by the strong wind and gasped. Suddenly, a sharp pain that was a thousand times stronger than before directly bit his nerve.

"what……!!"

Jiang Jianming's eyes were completely black, and he fell straight down, uncontrollable screams erupted from his throat.

... so fast, but he hasn't reached the top of the mountain yet.

This is the last sober thought, the crystal particles in the flesh and blood began to rebel, the pain swept through the whole body, and it became difficult to breathe.

He spasmed in pain in the muddy water, and was so disgusted that he wanted to vomit, and every mouthful he spit out was blood, until he lay on the grass and muddy water like a gossamer.

Is this... the rest of my... my life?

Jiang Jianming thought like this when he was half-dazed and half-awake. From then on, there was no retreat. There was only a sky-piercing cliff in front of him, only cold, pain, exhaustion and loneliness.

His jet-black pupils were dilated and he couldn't see anything, only tears flowed down silently... mixed with rain, cold sweat, and blood.

He was not afraid, nor regretted, just sad.

"Lai..." Jiang Jianming closed his eyes and choked out a soft voice, "Lai'an..."

Later, Jiang Jianming had hallucinations due to the pain of bone erosion all over his body.

He seemed to see a sea of ​​ice. Ryan knelt on the ice and pinched his neck with his palms, pushing him into the deep sea.

The prince's emerald eyes are still thin and beautiful, without any emotion. Behind it is the rotating vast sea of ​​stars, which is the legendary crystal nest.

He was struggling underwater, his wide eyes reflecting the starlit ice, he wanted to call Ryan's name, but the cold and salty sea water poured into his nose, into his trachea, into his lungs, and squeezed his body away. life.

The moment the pain of suffocation reached its extreme, he couldn't tell the difference between the deep sea and the starry sky.

The same dark, the same cold.

In the pouring rain, Jiang Jianming completely passed out.

The memory after that was fragmented, but it was just a repetition of waking up from pain and fainting again. From start to finish, no one found him, no one came to rescue him, and he was tortured all night alone.

In a trance, the barrier between illusion and reality became blurred, like wisps of fog that were blown away after another.

He seemed to see the rain stopped and the clouds dissipated. The washed night sky is clearer than ever, like a piece of black-blue glass.

The red-golden meteor shower swept across the horizon, and thousands of brilliant colors came to him like birds homing to their nests, whether it was a dream or an illusion.