The Girl's Tears Burn Through the Heart

Su Ze admired Uesugi Akizuki's keen eyesight, finding a white hair in such dim lighting. Su Ze didn't pay much attention, thinking it was just one, until Uesugi Akizuki stroked his head and said, "There are many."

"Many?" Su Ze was stunned for a moment and quickly ran to the bathroom, staring at the large clump of white hairs that had inexplicably appeared in the mirror, feeling astonished.

"It's the consequence of forcibly activating the law! I understand now," Su Ze thought, feeling a sense of collapse as he inserted his fingers into his hair.

Before transforming the law into his own power, forcibly activating it would come with a great cost.

The law he activated was the oil lamp he used against the cunning ghost, attaching the law flame from the oil lamp to his body and long sword.

White hair almost visibly overtook the black hair, and by the next morning, he would have a head full of white hair.

If it were just the hair turning white, it wouldn't be a big deal, but he feared it wouldn't stop there!

Su Ze rushed out of the bathroom, thought for a moment, and decided to bring Uesugi Akizuki along. Just as they were about to leave, he turned back to grab the cigarettes on the computer desk.

Uesugi Akizuki, confused, was carried by Su Ze downstairs and stuffed into the passenger seat of the sports car. Su Ze drove the sports car at breakneck speed through the reconstruction zone of District 7.

As the scenery outside the window flashed by like a revolving lantern, Uesugi Akizuki initially felt scared but soon leaned against the window, her eyes shimmering with a light of infatuation.

She didn't know where they were going, but she always trusted Su Ze.

Su Ze dialed his supervisor's phone.

"You'd better have something important to say at this late hour," the supervisor's voice was sullen, clearly not pleased to be woken up.

"I forcibly activated the law in the container, and now the side effects have emerged," Su Ze explained to his supervisor, who immediately looked grave.

"Now go to the hospital in District 5. There aren't many people in the country who understand the law. I'll contact the higher-ups to see if they can send someone to help you."

After hanging up the phone, Su Ze sped towards the hospital in District 5.

The law was something beyond human comprehension. The supervisor knew that the hospital would be helpless, but at least it was a hospital, capable of preventing other unforeseen accidents.

The supervisor was on the phone, his chest tight with anger, tossing his sleeping cap onto the bed, "Damn it, a Blood Moon has ruined one of the most promising talents of the Forerunners."

"One day, I'll lead an army to wipe you out to the last one!"

The phone was picked up on the other end, "What's the matter?"

"Commander, it's like this..."

...

The doctor looked at the examination results and frowned, turning to Su Ze, "Something's strange. Your body seems to be being eroded by some kind of force, but this force is beyond our understanding. We don't know what the final outcome will be."

The erosion of the law.

Su Ze understood this. He lay down on the prepared hospital bed, and during this time, his supervisor called to say that a Huaxia Ghost Officer who used the law was on their way.

Su Ze sat up, inexplicably feeling a bit restless.

It was the frustration of facing death and being unable to change the facts.

He was unwilling to die like this, the frustration of his emotions.

He had joined the Forerunners to eliminate the disasters and calamities that threatened Huaxia.

And now, as one of the most promising talents of the new era, was he going to die so pathetically in a hospital bed?

He was unwilling! He hadn't even eliminated the disasters, he was unwilling!

Su Ze tried to calm down, feeling his pocket for a cigarette to smoke, turning to see Uesugi Akizuki crouched at the bedside, her head peeking out, her hands resting on the edge of the bed, quietly watching him.

Uesugi Akizuki saw Su Ze's frustration. She didn't know how to comfort him, so she just waited quietly. Seeing Su Ze's tense expression ease, she reached out and held Su Ze's hand holding the lighter, speaking as gently as possible:

"Don't feel wronged, don't be angry, be good, don't be angry."

Her clumsy way of comforting, accompanied by her sweet and gentle voice, eased Su Ze's emotions.

Su Ze pointed to the empty bed beside him, speaking as gently as possible, "Go sleep there."

Uesugi Akizuki obediently went to the other bed and lay down, but her eyes didn't close, always watching the troubled Su Ze beside her.

Xiao Hanhan was also full of worry and fear. She didn't know what was wrong with Su Ze, so she was inexplicably scared and worried.

Su Ze, who had wanted to go smoke, thought better of it and lay down, taking a deep breath to calm his breathing, and slowly fell asleep.

Time passed second by second. Uesugi Akizuki sat up, staring at Su Ze. From night to morning, she witnessed Su Ze's dark, handsome short hair turn into a full head of silver hair.

When Su Ze woke up in the morning, he looked at the glaring sunrise outside the window. Below the sunrise, a girl with wine-red hair and wearing a miko outfit sat on the bed, her long shadow cast on the ground.

For how long, her cheeks were covered in tears. Su Ze didn't know when she started crying, her amber eyes fixed on him, staring blankly, with red lines around her eyes.

She quietly watched the changes in Su Ze, noticing that the cracks on his face, which had already healed, reappeared, this time covering his skin, like cracked porcelain.

She wanted to wake Su Ze many times, but seeing his cracked state, she was afraid that if he woke up and moved, his body would shatter, so she didn't dare to disturb him, trying not to make a sound, so as not to wake him.

When the little miko saw him wake up and his body didn't shatter, she immediately stood up to hold his hand, but her fingers stopped just before touching him. Su Ze's appearance was like cracked porcelain, as if a touch would break him, so she didn't dare to touch him.

"Heh... heh..."

Su Ze looked at his cracked skin and laughed dryly in self-mockery. That night's sleep had been effective; he was now calm.

He faced what was to come with a serene mind, even death, he would treat it as another form of rebirth.

Suddenly, someone appeared, hanging upside down outside the window like a bat, messy hair hanging down, a sickly face with a sinister smile, silently waving to Su Ze.

Uesugi Akizuki was facing away from him, so she didn't see it. Su Ze pressed Uesugi Akizuki's head against his chest to prevent her from turning around and being startled by the sudden appearance of the upside-down person.

Su Ze recognized this person. It was the young man named Mo Ziang, who had helped him defend District 7 on the third day of the Blood Moon, dancing on the building and using the power of the law to slaughter the ghosts that appeared.

The two seemed to be of similar age, as they looked about the same age.

The sickly young man tried to push the window open to come in, but before his hand even touched the glass, it seemed to be blocked by an invisible air wall. He struggled to pry at the air wall, knocked on it, and then leaned his ear close to listen.

It was undeniable that his performance was impressive. If he were on stage now, he would surely receive a tidal wave of applause.

But Su Ze had no time to watch, as he found his chest warm, the girl's tears seemingly burning into his heart.

"There's someone outside the window, don't be scared when you turn around."

Uesugi Akizuki was silent for a while, then turned her head. With Su Ze's warning, she indeed wasn't scared, and even her sad mood was shaken by Mo Ziang's lifelike performance, staring blankly at the one-man show.