My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS Chapter 803 404: Moonlight, Confessions, and Su Zimai's Ques

Su Zimai was silent for a mont: "What you just wrote in your notebook at the train station, is it true?"

"Yeah, actually my na is Ji Minghuan, and I'm a twelve-year-old elentary school student," Gu Wenyu said.

"Oh."

Gu Wenyu thought about it, then turned to look at her, "Aren't you going to question it? Or suspect that I might have a fever that's fried my brain? Or maybe I'm under soone's spiritual control?"

"I told you, no matter who you are, you're my brother," Su Zimai said softly, "And besides, if you really are so 12-year-old elentary school student, then wouldn't you be..."

"Wouldn't I be?"

"Wouldn't that make you my little brother?"

As she spoke, Su Zimai turned her head to et Gu Wenyu's eyes. Her eyes were still red, yet she cracked a joke at him.

Ji Minghuan stared at her in a daze. She laughed through her tears, blinking her eyes with a hint of pride.

On the overpass, the two silently faced each other for a while.

"Alright... if you say so, then that's what it is," Gu Wenyu shrugged, averting his gaze from her face.

Su Zimai chuckled softly with her head down, then fell silent for a mont before asking in a low voice:

"Are we... really not going ho?"

Gu Wenyu nodded, and said softly, "I have to go to the Salvation Society to save soone, otherwise I can't go ho... Going back wouldn't help."

The Salvation Society's artificial people plan was about to succeed.

The ntor, whose personality had changed, used his brother's genes to make artificial people, these were things that 1001 said didn't happen in the previous tiline.

He couldn't guarantee that leaving his main body in the Salvation Society wouldn't be dangerous.

So Ji Minghuan had to feel a sense of crisis; he couldn't just turn a blind eye and stay in the Salvation Society indefinitely.

He knew in his heart that as long as he didn't save his main body from the Salvation Society, no matter how much he cherished the people around the ga entity, it would all just be indulging in a dream.

For those people, he would also one day suddenly disappear without a trace.

Ji Minghuan would die. His body, of course, would disappear, and perhaps even the mories brought by the modification of history through the body would vanish.

At that ti no one would rember him, as if he had never existed.

After a long silence, Su Zimai mumbled: "You want to save soone, so you want to lead Dad and Brother to Iceland?"

"Yes."

"Can't you just talk to them properly?" Su Zimai thought for a mont with her head down, "Dad and Brother surely think there's sothing wrong with you when they see what you've written."

She paused: "Also, they don't believe you would do that to , so they don't trust you."

"I just don't want to lie to you all anymore."

"What?"

"I just feel that since I was using you all from the very beginning, I might as well be honest. This way, at least, I would feel a little less guilty."

As Gu Wenyu spoke, he suddenly thought of that kimono girl in the underground bar in Hai Fan City, with an expression as empty and pale as a doll.

The two were silent for a mont, and one of them broke the stillness hovering over the overpass.

"Whatever you're thinking, explain it clearly to Dad and Brother." Su Zimai said.

"I have explained," Gu Wenyu said, "I said it all, but you just don't believe it."

"You didn't."

"I did."

"You clearly didn't explain it properly!"

"Then tell , how do I do it, you teach ..." Gu Wenyu said in a low voice, "How do you say sothing like this properly, even if I've planned it out, it all becos a tangled ss when I try to say it."

"So, that's why you're my brother..."

Su Zimai said absentmindedly with her head down. Gu Wenyu glanced at her, montarily at a loss, and looked at her in silence, puzzled.

"Who else but my brother would be fond of rambling on, saying one thing but thinking another, keeping a bundle of secrets all to himself, making others guess... I understand him more than anyone, he's just such an awkward person," Su Zimai said softly.

She turned her head, staring straight into his eyes: "So, if you're not my brother, who else could you be?"

Looking into her eyes, after a long silence, Gu Wenyu's lips suddenly moved slightly.

"I'm sorry." He lowered his head.

Su Zimai asked confusedly, "Sorry for what?"

"For lying to you for so long, for always speaking with a forked tongue, for using your safety to threaten Dad and Brother in front of them."

Su Zimai was silent for a while, the evening breeze lifting a strand of her hair by her ear.

"Did you ever really think of as your sister?" she asked.

"No. I really can't stand you." Gu Wenyu complained, "Every ti I have to worry about you, I have to save you, even though I warned you, you never listen."

He sighed, "If you hadn't joined the train group to visit the troupe for the Red Light, you wouldn't have been targeted by the Salvation Society."

"See, you do think of as your sister!"

"How am I treating you like a sister?"

"If you didn't, why would you worry about ?"

"I've been tricking you, I actually can't stand you."

"Well, I can't stand you either."

"Then I hate you."

"Then I hate you too."

"Oh."

"I really, really, really—can't stand you—! Did you hear ?"

Su Zimai wrinkled her nose, her words harsh, but she leaned her head on his shoulder. Her eyes were still red, and soft sobs occasionally ca from her.

Gu Wenyu lowered his head, silently watching the train rumbling past on the overpass, not knowing who was heading to what kind of destination.