BXBX NOVEL Chapter 1084: I Also Want to Be Happy!
Chapter 1084: I Also Want to Be Happy!
Her vision gradually became clear, and her senses awakened as well. The vast expanse of the dim blue night sky adorned with a few dim stars stretched endlessly, and the air after the rain was cool and moist. Then, her view was blocked by a round black shadow.
The shadow spoke, and as it spoke, its bushy long beard on its cheeks trembled, "She\'s awake! Xiao Jiu, how do you feel now?"
Ah... right, she had encountered Dr. Hu earlier. But what happened afterward? What happened later?
As she tried to sit up, she was suddenly hit by an almost faint-inducing pain at the back of her head, causing her to gasp for breath. Lin Sanjiu felt like she had lost something extremely important. It felt as if a large hole had been hollowed out in her chest, and the pitch-black wind was blowing straight through... This sense of loss was even stronger than losing a loved one, a friend, or a lover. It made her even disregard the pain at the back of her head.
Another head leaned in, and as it leaned forward, a mass of long curly hair fell haphazardly onto Lin Sanjiu\'s face, tickling her skin and making her want to sneeze.
"Hey, what day is it?" the shadow with long curly hair raised three fingers and asked.
Lin Sanjiu stared at her hand, and the fog that had enveloped her memories seemed to be dispersing. "You... you seem to be... " Her voice came out dry and unpleasant as if she hadn\'t spoken for a long time. "Please... remove the bandage on the back of my head..."
"Don\'t worry about such a small matter," Bohemia suddenly retracted her head and stood up straight. "Besides, it was what the lord wanted—The lord said you deserved to suffer."
She was referring to Puppeteer, right?
As Lin Sanjiu slowly propped herself up, she reached out to touch the back of her head. Her fingers encountered a thick bandage, indicating that Dr. Hu had already treated her wound. After finally sitting up, she became stunned.
It\'s too empty.
Whether it was Dr. Hu, Bohemia, Puppeteer, or the mosaic not far away, they all made her feel... as if they had no substance or color. There were only distant silhouettes speaking to themselves... Whatever they said or did seemed like events on another planet, completely unrelated to her.
The most important thing was gone, forever lost. All that remained was this hollow shell that would gradually wither and crumble in the dust of time...
"Why are you crying?" Bohemia sounded flustered, "Does it hurt... a lot? It can\'t be that bad, it\'s just an injury—"
Was I crying? Lin Sanjiu lowered her head slightly, and the fabric on her thigh became wet with droplets of water.
"Let her cry," a voice said, unseen but unmistakable. The voice was sinister and deep, like icy river water rushing with broken ice in winter. Just hearing it would make one shiver. "Now, she\'s suddenly lost the flies on her pile of shit. I want to see if she\'ll cry her eyes out over this."
His mood seems particularly bad today.
This thought flashed through Lin Sanjiu\'s mind, but it was immediately overwhelmed by a numb sense of loss and confusion. It wasn\'t like that—how could Puppeteer understand?
"What... how do you feel now?" Bohemia squatted beside her and asked tentatively.
"I don\'t know what I\'m doing."
After a while, Lin Sanjiu spoke hoarsely. "I... I feel empty... I remember finding the meaning of life. I remember how happy and fulfilled I was, how passionate... It was like Van Gogh picking up a paintbrush or Mozart sitting in front of a score... It was no longer day after day, just living to sustain my physiological activities..."
Bohemia, Dr. Hu, and the mosaic not far away seemed stunned. Only the shadow sitting in the distance seemed to have no patience to listen, and she turned her head as if she didn\'t exist.
"Do you understand? The moment I opened my eyes, I knew what I had to do. The thought of what I had to do would fill my chest with immense happiness and fulfillment." She pressed her chest hard. Now, there was only a black hole-like emptiness there. "I... I never realized that every day in life could be so fascinating... I had meaning, passion, and a mission..."
"But no brain," Puppeteer said, looking at the stars, his voice calm.
Lin Sanjiu\'s lips moved a few times, and for a moment, she didn\'t know what to say. The feeling of loss that had just surged was diminished by the sudden surge of defiance. Before she could figure out what to say, the Pocket Dimension mosaic, which had been an enemy before, suddenly interjected, "Ah, yes, that\'s right. The reason the truth is called the truth seems to be that once you accept it, you can experience unparalleled fulfillment and happiness."
"What?" Bohemia turned her head, "I also want to be happy!"
"Well," the Descartes Spirit looked as if he didn\'t know how to explain it to her, "although that\'s what they say, but..."
Dr. Hu, who was listening in a daze, turned to the shadow sitting alone in the distance and asked, "What\'s going on, exactly?"
"They both don\'t understand anything about this world," Puppeteer\'s tone suddenly became calm and gentle, as if the anger from earlier had dissipated in the blink of an eye. However, when it reached Bohemia\'s ears, it made her tremble involuntarily. "Because the visas they obtained to come to this world were stolen from me."
Even though her heart still felt empty, Lin Sanjiu secretly sensed that something was not right. The days without meaning and passion had turned into mere animalistic survival. But being able to survive was still better than not being able to survive. She now remembered that she was the one who paid for the visas, and not long ago, she had even reprimanded Puppeteer for not being the main character...
"It was her," Bohemia quickly changed her tune at a crucial moment, "I never touched lord."
Seeing that the conversation was about to turn into settling scores, Dr. Hu quickly tried to change the subject. While Lin Sanjiu and Bohemia were struggling to digest the information, it had been diligently treating Puppeteer\'s injuries, which gave it some credibility to speak: "Um, what exactly is the so-called truth of this world? This world has indeed experienced its doomsday, right? Otherwise, the [Nostradamus Card] wouldn\'t have sucked out the spores from Xiao Jiu\'s head..."
"It can be said to be a doomsday, but it can also be said to be a stable world," Puppeteer whispered, "In the Twelve Worlds, an Esculent Aleithia is one of the valuable visas that cannot be bought or sold."