Fu Zhao thought he must be dead this time.

But when she opened her eyes again, she seemed to come alive again.

Everything in front of me is strange, not Nankey Island, nor Planet RT.

The night seemed to be soaked in ink, and it was silent. A hazy and bright crescent moon hung in the sky, and the bright stars in the sky broke through the silent night again, bringing hazy brilliance.

There are a few scattered fireflies flying in the grass, exuding brilliant fluorescence.

It's a bit like the ancient world in her memory, because in all the planets she's been to, there are no creatures like fireflies.

So she can only say that it seems to be alive.

Fu Zhao looked around, and his gaze finally fell on the wooden table in front of him. Opposite him was a red-haired woman in a red dress. The breeze blew, her forehead hair fluttered, her eyebrows were bright and generous, her eyes were narrow and long, and her facial features were three-dimensional and somewhat aggressive., but the clear and bright eyes have lightened the aggressiveness and made them softer.

She was sure she had never seen this woman before, but she felt inexplicably familiar.

Fu Zhao stared at it silently for a while, remembering everything the woman in red had said to her before, raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, "You mean, you are my sister?"

"To be precise..." The woman in red dragged her tail lazily, "It's your sister from the previous life, everything started 34,550 years ago..."

"Wait a minute..." Fu Zhao interrupted the woman in red just in time, pursing his lips, "It's not that I don't want to hear your story, but I just want to know your name first, it's polite."

"Huh?" The woman in red raised her eyebrows, her eyebrows and eyes softened a little, and she spoke as if chatting casually, "I don't know how many regretful situations I created. You are the first one to ask my name."

Fu Zhao was stunned for a few seconds, then moved his lips, "Didn't you say she was my sister?"

"I want to know my sister's name, isn't that a normal thing?"

"Yeah, it's normal." The woman in red chuckled, her voice softened a lot, and added, "It's the previous life."

Fu Zhao didn't want to entangle with the woman in red anymore on the issue of "previous past lives", so his eyes stayed on the woman in red, "Then what's your name?"

The woman in red was not in a hurry to speak, but slowly poured a cup of tea from the wooden table and drank it, took a few sips, looked out of the window for a while, and then spoke leisurely,

"Fu Hui, Zi Yunqi. How is it? Does my name sound nice?"

"You used to be called Fu Yu, named Changle, and you were my only younger sister. Oh, by the way, we also have an elder brother named Fu Jing, named Hanzhi."

Fu Yunqi drank the tea in the teacup in one gulp, turned the teacup upside down on the wooden table, lowered his eyes, his voice calmed down, and every word he spoke was slow, as if he was speaking casually, but with an imperceptible sadness,

"But later, father, mother, brother and you all died because of me."

"Later, I became this immortal, I don't know whether it is eternal existence or endless perishing."

Probably because he realized the sadness in his words, Fu Yunqi stopped after speaking, and when he looked up at her, there was a smile at the end of his eyes, and his tone became relaxed,

"The story is over, isn't it wonderful?"

Fu Zhaoding looked at Fu Yunqi, nodded slightly, "It's all done."

"It's very similar to a friend of mine who tells a story."

"She can finish all the stories in one sentence, just like you, but the story she told last time was about the person she likes."

"Do you have one too? Someone you like?" Fu Zhao added.

Fu Yunqi lowered his eyes, picked up a teacup again, poured a cup of tea, and pushed it in front of her, speaking casually, as if he wasn't going to answer her question,

"Let's go after drinking, it's time."

Fu Zhao's gaze fell on the teacup in front of her. The tea was steaming hot. She pursed her lips, "It still looks a little hot. You can ask a few more questions."

Fu Yunqi was stunned for a few seconds, then reacted and laughed out loud, feeling that the person in front of him was a little cute, so he said in a leisurely tone, "Time for three questions."

"Think carefully about the three questions." She glanced lightly over the teacup in front of her and landed on Fu Zhao's face. She stared at her for a while and blinked, "Only ask three~~"

Fu Zhao nodded slightly, looking at Fu Yunqi frankly,

"The first question is about your punishment. How will it end?"

Fu Yunqi's eyes widened suddenly, a little unbelievable, she didn't expect Fu Zhao's first question to be so difficult to answer, so she was in a daze for a moment, tapped with her fingertips on the table, the rhythm was very fast,

"How do you know I'm being punished now?" she asked back.

Fu Zhao's eyes flickered, and he stared at Fu Yunqi without changing his face, "It's very simple."

"First, you said that your parents, elder brother... and younger sister have passed away, and you are left alone, which is a very painful thing in itself; second, you have to deal with other people's regrets and repeat your testimonySo many life and death partings, over and over again deepening the pain of a certain moment of regret; third..."

She paused, a little reluctant to continue speaking.On the contrary, Fu Yunqi didn't care about it, he just stared at her, with the corners of his mouth curled up with a smile, motioning for her to continue talking.

Fu Zhao didn't expect Fu Yunqi to react like this, so he took a hesitant breath, frowned and finished the rest of his sentence,

"In my opinion, you are not omnipotent, but you have been trapped in the regret of others. It should be something you did... Let the real god send this punishment to you."

The fingertips clasped on the wooden table froze and trembled abruptly. Fu Yunqi lowered his brows and eyes, raised the corners of his lips and smiled lightly, and when he raised his eyes, his eyes were full of appreciation, "As expected of my sister, I will analyze it all at once.So much came out."

"Well, I'm the one who was punished." Fu Yunqi admitted bluntly, cleared his throat, and said in a casual tone, "As for your question, I don't know how long I will be punished."

"Maybe, I have to wait for the real god to let me go; maybe I need to find a real successor; or maybe..." She looked up at the sky, and with a slight movement of her fingertips, fireflies flew in through the crack of the window, lingeringSurrounding them, they were caught by the teacup in an instant.

After a slight rustling sound, the movement in the teacup disappeared.

Fu Yunqi stared at it for a while, then raised his eyes and smiled at Fu Zhao, "It's possible to be trapped here forever."

Fu Zhaoan watched quietly for a while, pursed his lips into a tight line, and lifted the teacup away. After a while, the dying firefly flew up and flew out of the window until it disappeared from sight.

She loosened her biting lips and said softly, "No."

"I believe that any mistake has a chance to be corrected. Since He has given you the ability to change other people's regrets, one day, you will escape this punishment and get what you want."

Fu Yunqi's lips twitched twice, "Maybe."

"This question is over." She changed the subject decisively, "Then ask the second question."

"Before my mother said that my engagement partner was actually a choice I made myself." Fu Zhao pursed his lips, clutched the corner of his clothes, a little at a loss,

"Because of me, or because of you."

"Hmm..." Fu Yunqi dragged the end of his voice, and said lazily, "This is really a difficult question to answer."

"If I said it was because of you..." She paused, and seeing Fu Zhao's nervous expression instantly, she laughed again, "Then the story between you and Shi Nan involves past and present lives."

"A fairy couple who has been entangled for life after life, with a deep sadomasochistic love? When you love me, I don't love you, and when I love you, you have left..."

"Unfortunately not."

Fu Zhao got a crisp answer, and loosened his fingertips holding the corner of his clothes, "That's because of you."

"Hmm~~" Fu Yunqi glanced at Fu Zhao, his eyes warmed up, "The previous nine times failed, but there was a change in the tenth time, so seeing that this time there will be signs of success, a good friend asked me to useA little trick."

Fu Zhao didn't have time to worry about who Fu Yunqi's good friend was, but was only worried about one question. She looked at Fu Yunqi with probing eyes, "Does it have nothing to do with the person you like?"

She paused, then continued to speak calmly, "I thought that you have a deep sadomasochistic relationship with the person you like. When you loved me, I didn't love you. When I loved you, you had already left, so youWill you regret your choice of retiring the engagement, that's why you asked me not to take the initiative to resign the engagement, because I'm afraid I will make the same mistakes as you?"

Fu Yunqi was slightly taken aback, his eyes flickered and he regained his composure, and curled his lips regretfully, "The script is very exciting and reasonable."

"It's a pity that it's not what you think. Regarding this matter, there is only the reason I said above, just to let you not regret it, that's all."

Before Fu Zhao could continue to ask, she lowered her eyes again and changed the subject absent-mindedly, "Okay, the third question."

"You should wake up after asking."

"So fast." Fu Zhao stretched out his fingertips to gently rub the teacup. The wall of the cup, which was still scalding just now, has indeed cooled down. It is not as scalding as it was at the beginning, and it is a suitable entrance temperature.

"last question……"

She lowered her head and thought for a while, staring at the teacup in front of her,

"Can I not drink this cup of tea? Kong Weiyan."

The voice fell, and the room became quiet, only the sound of slow breathing remained.

After a while, Fu Yunqi in front of him spoke again, complaining uncontrollably in his voice, "I thought you didn't see it? It turned out that you saw it and didn't confess to me, and you're still playing hide and seek with me here."?”

Fu Zhao sighed lightly, "Why can't you see it?"

"The tone of voice, the way of speaking, and the small movements are all exactly the same."

"Yes, yes, yes." Fu Yunqi muttered, "I'm still restraining myself on purpose."

After she finished speaking, she coughed again, "But you still have to drink this cup of tea, otherwise there are so many people who have entered into a state of regret and so many people who know my existence, it would have been messed up long ago."

"You exist exclusively to solve people's regrets..."

Fu Zhao said this softly, picked up the teacup, and the light in his eyes flickered when he raised his eyes, "God does not allow her existence to be known by the world, it is really cruel."

Fu Yunqi was stunned for a while to react, he patted Fu Zhao on the head, lowered his voice,

"Little brat talking nonsense, be careful if He hears you, and you will never recover. No matter what your nine regrets are or the real reality, He will make you fail."

"Since you can go back safely, although I need to be punished..." She paused, "But it also shows that what I am doing now is allowed by Him."

"This time, He has been considered magnanimous."

As Fu Yunqi said, it was originally something that did not comply with the regulations, but God allowed Fu Yunqi to do so.

Maybe it was really what she thought, it seemed that God was punishing Fu Yunqi, but in fact, it might also be making her repent and think clearly about what her regret was.

While Fu Yunqi was creating a situation of regret for others, God was also creating a situation of regret for her.

It seems that this god is much more approachable than she imagined.

Fu Zhao thought about this clearly, his brows stretched, and his eyes fluctuated slightly when he looked at Fu Yunqi, "Although I still can't say "sister"...you must let me drink this cup of tea."

"But before I drink it, I still want to say it."

She lowered her voice, a little choked up, "Thank you, Kong Weiyan."

"Also, Fu Yunqi, I hope you will get rid of the punishment as soon as possible, and get rid of this eternal but long pain."

"Maybe your punishment will end in the next instant."

Facing Fu Zhaotan's magnanimous gaze, Fu Yunqi moved his eyelashes, and said a word softly,

"it is good."

Fu Zhao got the answer he wanted, moved his lips to the edge of the teacup, and drank the tea inside in one gulp.

Ripples appeared in the air, and Fu Zhao's figure was gradually swallowed by the surrounding environment until he disappeared.

The house returned to calm, and the dim lights flickered.

Fu Yunqi stared at the empty wooden chair in front of her for a while, and felt a sharp pain in her chest. She couldn't bear it any longer, she supported the wooden table with her hands, and the liquid in her throat gushed out.

The smell of blood permeated the mouth, bringing boundless loneliness and desolation.

Until ripples appeared in the air again, a black figure stepped in, dispelling the desertedness in the room.

"Ah Xun." She called out in a daze.

The woman in black didn't answer her, sighed lightly, moved her fingertips slightly, and the blood on the wooden table on the seat instantly dissipated and returned to normal.

Then he walked over, his white jade fingertips stretched out from his pocket, covering her wrist, his voice was clear and cool, his tone seemed to be blaming her for not living up to her expectations,

"God's reward is for you to transfer her injury to yourself?"

Fu Yunqi stared blankly at his wrist, and a cool breath penetrated from the covered palm, suppressing the pain in his chest a lot.

She struggled to remove the wrist of the woman in black, "It can't be cured."

"This is the punishment I deserve..." She lowered her eyes, her tone concealed sorrow, "Don't waste your energy."

The woman in black didn't speak, just looked at her quietly, her eyes trembling slightly, and she held her wrist stubbornly.

Fu Yunqi used some strength to push the woman in black away, clutched his chest, stood up, and a violent liquid sprayed out and splashed on the ground, which was a little scary.

She hadn't seen so much blood for a long time.

Especially, it was her own blood.

Fu Yunqi stared at it blankly for a while, until the large bloodstain in front of his eyes dissipated again and returned to normal.

The woman in black came to help her.

She looked up at the woman in black, the flickering light in her eyes became much softer,

"Ah Xun, Changle said that one day we will be freed from this long pain. She said that the reason why God will keep us and prevent us from returning to dust is already giving us a chance."

The woman in black didn't speak, her eyelashes moved, and she looked down at her. The bottom of her deep eyes resembled the deep night outside, as if she had passed through the present time and space, looking at the boundless memories.

Fu Yunqi continued talking, it seemed to be whispering, and it seemed to be talking to the person in front of him,

"She is still the same as before, innocent, pure and sincere."

Her voice lowered, with a sense of sadness and sadness, she called out, as if hoping that the person in front of her would respond to her,

"Ah Xun..."

"I owe her that."

The hand of the woman in black who stayed in the air dropped down, her drooping eyelashes trembled accordingly, the emotion in her eyes was so faint that it was almost invisible, she was silent for a long time before she spoke, her voice was so soft that it seemed to be blown away by the wind outside,

"This is thirty thousand years later, since you have been here for so long..."

"You should know that there are no two of us in this world."

The author has something to say:

Well, the story of the two of them will not be written in "Island Owner", so will stop here.