Invade the World

   Chapter 426 Our Unfinished Dream

  Xu Xiangyang looked at the empty, snow-white alley in front of him, imagining two long dead people appearing in the pale moonlight, standing in front of their house.

   "I originally wanted to leave this alley, but before I got out of the house, I saw two people, a man and a woman, standing there."

  Li Qinglian pointed in a direction.

   "There it is."

Where    Sister Lian pointed to was the faucet that the neighbors usually used, and the pipe was connected to the well water extending out of the alley. Xu Xiangyang usually washes dishes, dishes and clothes here, just a few steps away from his home.

   That place is of course empty now, but the undead of his parents used to linger here...

   Thinking of this, Xu Xiangyang's mood became very complicated.

   "What did they do, what did they say?"

"I didn't do anything, I didn't say anything." Li Qinglian sighed, "The moment I recognized who they were, I first felt unbelievable, and then I felt like I was enchanted, desperately trying my best. I wanted to get close to them, to talk to them, things I didn't have time to say in the past. But just when I wanted to get close..."

  Sister's words paused.

   "I heard your voice calling me from behind. Then, I had a feeling that I had finally woken up from a dream. My whole body was like I just got out of the water, and I was in a cold sweat."

   Li Qinglian's eyes turned to the alley again.

   "When I looked again, they had disappeared."

   "You said that," Xu Xiangyang scratched his hair, "I feel a little…"

"feel a little scared?"

   "A little scared," he admitted honestly, "but a little regretful."

"Pity?"

   "Yeah. Because, I also want to see them again."

   and Li Qinglian have different motives for wanting to see them again. The reason why Xu Xiangyang, as a son, has such a year, is just a simple desire.

  Yes, he just had an urge for no reason to want to see those two people again, look at their appearance and expressions, and see what they look like...

   Because, deep in his memory, the figures of the man and woman who gave him life and brought him into this world are now blurred to the point where only the outlines remain, and in a few years, he might really forget them completely.

  Xu Xiangyang has always been honest with himself. He knew that he couldn't cry and suffer because of the loss of memory, and he didn't even cry at his parents' funeral - he remembered the true feelings in his heart when he was young at that time, more than sadness. Much more confusion and fear.

   It has now been ten years, and the past is like the wind. However, facing this fragile memory like a sand painting about to be blown away by the wind, he could not help feeling a faint sadness.

   "Farewell, it's dangerous, isn't it?"

  Li Qinglian smiled, stretched out her hand and rubbed the top of his head vigorously, rubbing his hair in a mess, and her movements were so rude that she wanted to pet a big dog.

"I don't really understand, but my state just now was very wrong. Hey, Xiaoyang, do you still remember the ghost stories I told you before? It's the kind of person walking on the road when you suddenly hear someone behind you. calling you..."

   "Once you return, you will be called away, right?" Xu Xiangyang, whose head was rubbed, was a little helpless, and grinned, "I know, I've heard it many times."

   "So, I still have to thank you, you saved me, lest I be completely lost."

  Li Qinglian thought about it and said:

   "Is it the goddess who is invading this city?"

   "Sister, do you know?"

   "Yeah. Didn't I change direction, no one will hide the news from me."

  Xu Xiangyang did not hide it.

   "This matter is related to Qingyue. She has a close relationship with the goddess and was kidnapped."

   "...So it turns out, I'm not used to seeing that little girl with you."

   "We also felt very unaccustomed, so we decided to solve this matter early. Xingjie and I are going out to look for it tomorrow, and the school can only ask for leave."

   "It's alright."

  Li Qinglian waved her hand.

   "I'll ask you to do what you need to do."

   "Well, thank you sister."

   The moonlight in the alley was so intense that it could not be dispersed, and the two stood quietly beside the door.

   Sister and brother both knew that what they had just discussed was nothing but trivial matters. What really matters is that Xu Xiangyang is about to set foot in the most dangerous place in the world again.

   They are relatives who value each other the most, and they are family members who rely on each other and have deep feelings for each other.

   When one of the parties tries to risk his life to do something, what does the other party think?

  Xu Xiangyang pondered for a while, then felt a tightness in his chest and couldn't breathe.

   That sister she...

  Xu Xiangyang couldn't help turning his head and looked at Li Qinglian's profile.

  The woman's demeanor was so calm that she couldn't see her inner emotions.

   "Speaking of which, you're pretty good."

  Abruptly, Li Qinglian started to rub his hair again, this time with more force than the last time.

   "It must be rare in history to encounter two such special cases in succession?"

   "It's unique."

  Xu Xiangyang raised his hands and hugged his head, trying to break free from the shackles of his sister's arms, while gritted his teeth.

   "It's an unprecedented example that two divine media were born in the same city, not to mention that the relationship between them is so close..."

   "Among the three, are you the only ordinary person?"

   Sister laughed.

   "No, it's not ordinary."

  Xu Xiangyang muttered.

   However, no matter whether the ability of the "strongest psychic" is true or not, whether it is also a unique case, compared to the divine medium who is destined to stand at the top of the world once it is born, it does seem... ordinary.

"Indeed, it's not ordinary." Li Qinglian looked at her dissatisfied younger brother, her expression gradually became thoughtful, "Maybe it's 'like things gather, people are divided into groups', precisely because you have something special about you. A place that attracts special people and things.”

  …Is it another childhood fire?

   Hearing her sister's meaningful tone, Xu Xiangyang quickly thought of the answer.

   After thinking about it, he finally decided to explain this matter seriously:

   "Sister, to be honest, my memory about my parents is very vague."

   "Well, of course I know, I've always been by your side. Because of that fire, you lost your memory."

   "But, unlike me, sister, you probably remember it well? So..."

   Xu Xiangyang's words were only halfway through when he suddenly found that the woman beside him was silent.

   He was taken aback, thinking that after mentioning the past, his sister was going to change back to her previous appearance, so he turned his head to look at her.

   But Li Qinglian just smiled at him gently.

   "Xiaoyang, are you afraid?"

   "I'm worried."

   "Speaking of which, your previous reaction... It's the first time I've seen Xiaoyang panic like this. It's quite funny."

   "...Is this what the elders should say?"

   "Haha, in front of you, I have never found the feeling of being an elder. For a long time, my elder sister is not majestic, and I have to trouble you as a child to take care of life."

   Li Qinglian patted him on the shoulder, yawned again, and turned and left with a dashing attitude.

   "Okay, I'm a little sleepy. If you're okay, go back to sleep quickly, doesn't it mean that it will be very hard tomorrow?"

  Are you okay...?

  Xu Xiangyang looked at the moonless sky behind him and the alleyway covered by the white moonlight. He shook his head and followed Li Qinglian home.

  …

   Of course it can’t be all right.

   But everyone knows that it is a huge monster that manipulates the minds and bodies of millions of people, and what it wants to do cannot be stopped.

  The only thing people can do is to let nature take its course and wait for it to change.

   In the middle of the night, the moonlight spreads over the city like flying snow.

  In the homes of countless people, earth-shaking changes have taken place:

  The middle-aged woman who had her husband vanished and raised her child alone, when she returned home, saw the man who had been missing for ten years sitting at the dining table. The face was familiar yet unfamiliar. The moment she saw it, the woman stood there, tears streaming down her face unconsciously;

The widower lived at home for many years, and the children grew up and went to other cities. The old man who lived alone heard someone knocking on the door, looked out from the cat's eye, and saw his wife, who died of illness many years ago, standing outside the door. The other party's expression was as usual and casual as if he had just returned from shopping, and he greeted himself;

When he was a few years old, both his parents died in an accident. He grew up being a boy with a taciturn personality. On his way home from school, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a familiar couple with a kind smile on their faces, standing at the intersection to greet him. ;

Because of his carelessness, his child died in a car accident. After divorcing his wife, he was an office worker who spent most of his life in a daze. He got drunk with his colleagues at night, and walked home drunk alone on the way home. Under the dim street light, I saw the figure of the little girl who appeared in my dreams countless times, carrying a schoolbag and a red scarf. When she saw the man, she immediately showed a happy smile, shouting "Dad!" while running over to meet him...

  The people who have passed away, the regrets and regrets, the good times that were buried in the depths of memory, mixed with sadness and pain, all return with the wind.

  The people who were reunited because of the incredible paranormal phenomenon staged a play called "Return of the Dead" in every corner of the city, and the content was often both absurd and romantic.

   It was countless sleepless nights,

   Countless times of dreams,

   and countless unfinished dreams…

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   The next morning, when Xu Xiangyang woke up and went out to wash, he felt that the alley was several times quieter than usual.

   He stood in front of the mirror, wiping his face with a towel and closing his eyes, thinking over and over the same question:

  I don't know what the motive was, but the goddess did a big thing. It spread its influence to the whole city through the moonlight, and the effect of this ability seems to be to allow people to see the people they want to see—

   Those who have died, those who have left, those who have left the world.

  If this is the case, if he hit the same trick at this moment, who would he see?

The moment    this question came to mind, Xu Xiangyang's back felt goosebumps like a burst of electricity, and his hand stopped unconsciously.

   At the same time, Xu Xiangyang's auricles were gently blowing with fragrant and ambiguous heat; a familiar full touch came from behind, and a pair of soft hands were placed on his abdomen.

   (end of this chapter)