【qiluo route③】
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Qiluo: “Are you hurt?”
When I nodded, he smiled in relief and gently stroked my head. Ah… but still.
I might be fine, but you are not.
The neurotoxin consuming his body continued to worsen with every passing moment. Because of me, more and more painful scars spread across his beautiful face.
I quietly reached up and touched his cheek. He stopped the hand that had been patting my head and tilted his head slightly in confusion. Yet his expression remained just as gentle as ever.
Qiluo: “You look worried. What’s wrong?”
You: “Qiluo…”
Qiluo: “…Don’t make that face. I told you before, didn’t I? You promised not to worry about me.”
You: “But…”
Qiluo: “I was prepared for this. And so were you, right? You have to stay strong. It’s okay. I’ll keep standing until the very end, and I won’t die until I’ve seen you off.”
You: “……”
Those words made my wavering resolve tremble even more.
I had made it this far because of him. And yet, more than gratitude, I was overwhelmed by guilt for hurting him like this.
As if he could sense everything I was feeling, Qiluo lovingly brushed his fingers against my cheek.
Qiluo: “I’m fine. Seeing you make that face hurts me. You’re going back to Earth, aren’t you? So say those words again. Those words alone are enough to keep us moving forward.”
You: “……”
Enduring the ache tightening in my chest, I forced out the words that bound both him and me together.
You: “Fight for me. And… I want you to die for me…”
As I spoke through trembling tears, he smiled softly and nodded.
Qiluo: “Of course. Come on, just a little longer now. …Let’s go.”
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