All But Me Are Inhumans [Rebirth]

Everything that happens in the world seems to be fragmented and disordered. You can pick up these fragments one by one by following the subtle traces, and the final collage may be an unexpected shape.

A circle that goes around and around and finally comes full circle.

Wei Huan never thought that one day he would be able to pass by his past self through the eyes of others. What was strange and sad was that he could hardly recognize his past self.

The person who was also unexpected was Yun Yongzhou.

The sixteen-year-old boy who walked out of the surging crowd with a basketball under his arm was Wei Huan, whom he had never seen before. He was youthful, clean, and had a beautiful appearance that a young man had never suffered, like a man who had never been frustrated.

Cracked porcelain figurine.

He saw with his own eyes how it was smashed to pieces by life, and he also knew that this beautiful little porcelain figure had never belonged to him, but even so, he still looked around like a fool for every piece of it, and worked hard to find it.

, glue it piece by piece, and piece it together bit by bit to restore it.

This little porcelain man will never be able to recover as before. His body is permanently left with cracks that shattered his bones. No one will praise his perfection and dazzling glory. Brokenness is broken, and no amount of hard work can make up for it. But

Yun Yongzhou didn't care, he just wanted him to come back.

This is his only expectation in his meaningless life.

But he insists that whether he is perfect or broken, he is free. Everything he does is never for the sake of possession.

In the illusion, the Wei Huan from the past had passed. At this moment, Wei Huan was in a very complicated mood. He couldn't help turning his head and his eyes fell on Yun Yongzhou. At the same moment, Yun Yongzhou turned his eyes from the past.

He took it back and looked at Wei Huan who was really standing in front of him.

Their eyes met, and they both felt at ease in a tacit understanding. Although they didn't know what the other was thinking, at this moment, their hearts were filled with the same emotion.

Fortunately I'm back.

"Wait a moment."

Jing Yun's voice sounded, pulling Wei Huan back from his thoughts. He found that the illusion suddenly changed, as if it collapsed. The crowds and buildings that kept moving forward were shaking, and the shaking became blurry.

Color blocks.

"What's going on?" Yang Ling grabbed Yan Shanyue's arm, "Sister Shanyue, how could this happen?"

The fox fire on Yan Shanyue's fingertips burned more and more fiercely, and there were even blue raised demon marks in the corners of her eyes, like eyeliner, "I don't know, it doesn't seem to be a problem with the illusion."

"It's Qinghe's memory. He, his memory is starting to get messed up." Jingyun was a little anxious, his brows furrowed tightly.

Wei Huan suddenly woke up, "Is it because of this nightmare?"

Yun Yongzhou nodded, "Maybe it's because he fell so deep that his memories of reality are intertwined."

"Shan Yue, release the illusion technique." Wei Huan walked to Qing He's side and saw that his face was almost covered by the tangled laces on his body. This won't work, he will be doomed if this continues.

A light knife appeared in Wei Huan's hand. Before he had time to move, the light knife disappeared. He looked at his hand in surprise, and then turned around.

Yun Yongzhou stood behind him and held his wrist.

"If you cut off Ruisi directly, his soul will probably not come back."

The last trace of thought was cut off, and Wei Huan's heart fell to the bottom.

"Then what should I do..." His arms relaxed and dropped to the side, "Do you want me to watch him go on like this?"

Bright red blood began to ooze from the corners of Qinghe's eyes.

Yang Ling was a little panicked, "That's what Sister Shanyue said to me just now." She grabbed Qinghe's shoulders and shook her, "Hey, hey, wake up, that dream is a lie! It's all a lie! Hurry up.

Wake up!"

Even so, Qinghe was still unconscious in the nightmare realm.

"Aren't you going to summon the spirit of Xie Tianfa? Wake up quickly! If you don't wake up, he will be hopeless!"

As Yang Ling talked, he didn't know how to continue.

No one can awaken the most desired dream in a person's heart.

"You can try this method," Jing Yun suddenly said, his voice a little soft and trembling, "I haven't tried it before, but I should have inherited this ability."

Yang Ling asked hurriedly, "What method? You can use it first and then talk about it."

"It won't hurt you, right?" Wei Huan was most worried about this.

Jing Yun swallowed, his eyes hesitant, "I don't know, but there is no other way." He walked to Qing He's side, and the bright yellow family lines appeared again on his wrist. He covered it with his warm palm.

With clear eyes, Wei Huan stepped forward, "Tell me first, what do you want to do?"

"I want to try using Borrowing Pupils and Dictating Pupils on him at the same time." Jing Yun looked at Wei Huan's pupils, which had double pupils. "Borrowing Pupils can make him see what I see, and Dictating Pupils can make him see what I see."

I see what he sees, and if it were used on him at the same time..."

"You just exchanged." Wei Huan understood, "But if you do this, you will enter the nightmare realm."

"It doesn't matter, we only exchanged perspectives." Jing Yun shook his head, "That nightmare is not my nightmare, I won't be afraid. It's just that my demon power is really not enough. This kind of double-eye technique requires strong demon power and spirit.

I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for even a minute." He looked at Wei Huan, "Once you succeed, Ah Heng, you must be faster, otherwise I won't be able to do it a second time in a short time."

This is an adventure that can only succeed but cannot fail.

After saying that, he decisively injected the demon power into his palms and closed his eyes. A burst of bright yellow demon energy lingered between him and Qinghe like mist, and finally injected into their eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the pupils in Jingyun's eyes had disappeared. Qinghe, who had his head lowered, raised his head driven by Chongming's evil spirit, and finally opened his upturned phoenix eyes.

It's clearly Jing Yun's demonic pupils.

Wei Huan tentatively grabbed Jing Yun's shoulders, "Qinghe? Can you see us?"

Jing Yun's eyes suddenly became moist, he frowned, cruel tears filled his pupils, but he remained silent, as if he could not speak.

Wei Huan, who had experienced nightmares, instantly understood the look in his eyes.

That was the moment when I knew my dream was shattered.

"Qinghe, listen to me, this is all a dream, a trap set by the Dark Witch. If you indulge in that dream, you will never come back, and the person you are waiting for may never come back to life.

." Wei Huan knows better than anyone how powerful a dream without regrets can be. Now he even feels that maybe in that dream, Xie Tianfa has come back and is living the most ordinary and happiest life with Qinghe.

.

He also knew what Qinghe cared about most, so he could only be ruthless and burst this bubble.

"What you saw just now is all fake," Wei Huan looked calmly into Qing He's eyes, "If you are willing to immerse yourself in this dream and not come out, you can, anyway, it is your own soul that is being sold. But you have to know,

If you give up now, give up, you still have a perfect dream. But he doesn't have it. He may be very painful in reality, and he may still be waiting for you to find him back."

Seeing the tears constantly overflowing from his pupils, Wei Huan took a deep breath and asked, "Are you really going to give up on him?"

Tears flowed down Jing Yun's face, and his pupils kept swaying, and finally closed tightly as if despair had come. Wei Huan was a little panicked, and he shouted Qing He's name a few more times.

"His demonic power can no longer hold on." Seeing the swaying pupils after opening his eyes again, Yun Yongzhou stretched out his hand to steady Jingyun's shoulders and used his own power of the Golden Crow to help him hold on, "My demonic power is not the same as his.

Coming from the same source, I guess it won’t last long.”

Sure enough, the pupils in Jing Yun's eyes swayed more and more frequently, repeatedly oscillating between black pupils and bright yellow pupils. They could not hold on for more than a few dozen seconds, and finally settled into double pupils. Jing Yun lowered his head as if he had lost all strength, and gulped loudly.

Panting.

"I, I tried my best, you... you see if he can wake up."

Wei Huan patted Jing Yun's shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work, I'll do it." After saying that, he came to Qing He and saw that he still had his head lowered, entangled with scarlet stamens, so he tentatively spoke, "

Qinghe?"

After finishing speaking, Qinghe slowly raised his head and opened his eyes.

There was no light in his eyes anymore, there was despair of having gained and lost, and there was also self-deprecation of returning to reality.

At the same time as Yun Yongzhou cast his gaze, several light blades flew out and rushed towards the ruined flower of the other side. The rays of light crisscrossed in all directions, and all the red stamens on Qinghe's body were cut off. Qinghe, who was originally a little unsteady, stood still.

, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corners of his eyes.

He glanced at the blood on his fingertips and smiled.

"It turned out to be a dream."

No one expected that the first words he said after waking up would be just four simple words. But these four words sounded extremely embarrassing.

Qinghe walked out step by step from the huge Higan flower that was about to wither. He glanced at the others with a forced smile on his face, "Thank you for rescuing me, otherwise I would really die this time."

His steps were very heavy, and each step seemed like he was stepping into a mire and having to pull out with difficulty.

Wei Huan understood how he was feeling at the moment. If it were him, he wouldn't want others to see his past like this. The pride in his bones is most afraid of being trampled on, but he has been trampled so many times that he can no longer see the original

's shape.

"We, we have no other choice. We entered your past memories just to help you..." Jing Yun looked a little apologetic, "Isn't that right..."

Before he could say the word, Qinghe interrupted directly, "No, don't be sorry. It's nothing," he forced a smile and squeezed Jingyun's shoulder, "I feel you replaced me, please."

"He turned around, reached out and took off the blindfold from his face, hung it on his index finger and turned it around, pretending to look relaxed, "Although I am not so willing to tell everyone these messy and disgusting things, but they are all a thing of the past.

It’s a fateful friendship. If you know it, just know it. Just treat it like watching a drama. The plot is quite exciting, right?"

The flower-like demon pattern is branded on his right eye, and the Qinghe in front of him is dressed in black. He is completely different from the well-dressed young master in the fantasy world. There is no longer the willful and simple You Qinghe in this world.

Holding the blindfold that had been spinning for a long time, Qinghe smiled and said, "This feels very strange. You are all monsters, but you are staying with the son of the former prime minister of Fanzhou."

Yang Ling said, "What's wrong? I don't think there's anything wrong with it. It's just a human being. Besides, isn't there a stupid human being here?"

Wei Huan, who was named by her, twitched his lips with a helpless look on his face, "You are right, but please be careful in using attributive words in the future."

"In short, whether we are human or not has no influence on whether we can be friends." Yang Ling did not notice that Qinghe's expression changed slightly when she said the word friend. She continued by herself, "Is it possible that you are afraid of us?

?”

Qinghe lowered his eyes, smiled and shook his head, "No."

"Sometimes people are much scarier than monsters."

Suddenly, huge shaking began to occur around them. The underground ruins seemed to be about to collapse, shaking continuously. Yun Yongzhou immediately grabbed Wei Huan's wrist and pulled him closer to him.

"Is this place going to collapse?" Jing Yun looked up worriedly.

"Maybe it's just witchcraft, but it's not advisable to stay here for a long time. It's better to leave early." Yan Shanyue opened the blue barrier circle with fox fire and glanced at Wei Huan out of habit, as if he was already the leader of this team giving orders, "

where to?"

Wei Huan shouted to Qinghe, "Hey."

Qinghe, who was caught by Jingyun, turned back and met his eyes.

"Would you like to go and summon the spirit of your brother?"

A group of people passed through Yanshanyue's barrier circle and came from the turbulent Wuqi underground city to the messy alley they passed through before. When they got out of the underground, they discovered that it was early morning outside and the alley was crowded with people.

, there are breakfast stalls one after another.

Qinghe glanced at the alley in confusion, "Where is this? You brought me here to summon the spirits?" After saying that, he seemed to have remembered something, and said harshly, "Let me declare once, he is not my brother."

Wei Huan laughed, "Yes, yes, it's not brother. Who knows what it is? Why don't you give me a name?"

Qinghe was too lazy to respond and changed the topic, "I didn't say it, but this place really doesn't look like a place where people who can summon spirits live."

Yang Ling smiled and said, "You can't tell." She grabbed Qinghe's arm and dragged him to the doll shop, "This is it."

Qinghe glanced at the locked doll shop, and then looked at it through the glass on the door. It was even more strange, "It's closed, we can't even get in, and a place like this..."

"You can go in, she's probably still sleeping in, so it doesn't matter." Yan Shanyue drew a circle again, "Do you all want to go in?" She turned around and saw Yang Ling and Jing Yun nodding in unison, like two children, Wei Huan

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a telepathy.

[do not go.]

He closed his mouth like a strange little mute and shook his head at Yan Shanyue.

"You're not going?" Qinghe frowned.

Having become the focus of attention, Wei Huan immediately asked in his heart through telepathy.

[Why don’t you want me to go? I want to go too.]

Anxiously waiting for the result, Wei Huan's eyes escaped the pursuit of others. Finally, with a fake smile, he heard the voice in his heart.

[I'm hungry and want to have breakfast.]

Wei Huan almost laughed, thinking that this guy was really a young master. He tried to ask again, [So...]

Before he finished delivering this sentence, Yun Yongzhou's voice came, like a piece of careless snow-white flying feathers, falling lightly, making his heart itch.

[No, I want you to accompany me.]