His guess was correct, Saiki Kusuo really thought so.

Once in a lifetime, I fell in love for the first time, and after finally marrying my wife, she had to run away. It would be very painful for others to have this kind of thing happen to them, but Saiki Kusuo was very calm.

He knew better than anyone else the fact that Chu Ying would eventually leave, so he had secretly searched for the "door" that allowed her to reach the present world from another world many times before, but to no avail.

Saiki Kusuo thus concluded that the "door" would only open twice, once to go back and once to go back. This was the last time it opened and the only time he could use it.

As long as we can meet again, parting is not a terrible thing, and there is no need for Chu Ying to cry so sadly.

Saiki Kusuo had never said it before, but every time Ao Ying shed tears in front of him, it would cause his heart to shrink.

The tears were indeed salty and unbearable, and penetrated into his heart, so he also understood the feeling of sadness.

Ao Ying is no longer sad now. As soon as she saw Saiki Kusuo, she lost her tears and laughed with surprise and joy, "Aren't you asleep?"

Saiki Kusuo said, "I'm pretending."

Seeing her excitedly approaching him, he added, "Don't come over yet. Stay away to avoid accidental injury."

As soon as Saiki Kusuo finished speaking, Ao Ying was locked into a small dark room with a wave of death's hand.

It was so dark in the small dark room. I couldn't see Saiki Kusuo and couldn't hear his voice. Chongying was unhappy and kept protesting. However, the God of Death took Saiki Kusuo's words and said slowly, "It can be an accidental injury."

If you see the next scene, you will be very sad.

The god had already regained his calm expression and turned his gaze towards the young man who was trying to reverse time and space, looking at him with a touch of compassion.

"It's useless." Shinto said.

Saiki Kusuo couldn't hear the words of the God of Death. Ao Ying disappeared out of thin air. He thought she had returned to her world and immediately concentrated on expanding the new space gap.

The soles of my hands are getting hotter and hotter, like karmic fire, even the dermis is burned.

The power was lost quickly, and it continued to flow into the bottomless pit, but the gap opened at a slower and slower speed.

Gradually, Saiki Kusuo felt powerless for the first time in his life.

This feeling was very strange, which surprised him, and the golden light in his eyes dimmed.

"I told you it's useless." The God of Death squatted beside him with a scythe on his shoulder and said.

Sure enough, he got his wish and saw the young man stopped moving and stood quietly in front of the gap where he could not connect to the other side, looking like he had given up.

Retreating from the difficulties, this step is enough. The God of Death looked at Kusuo Saiki's burned and bloody hands and thought, facing an impossible future, how many people can be as desperate as him.

It's okay to just let him be quietly disappointed... The God of Death straightened his clothes and turned around to look at Ao Ying in the small dark room.

Anyway, after the destruction stops, the space-time tunnel will soon be closed again, and Kusuo Saiki will be ejected by then, without the need for God to drive him away mercilessly.

The god was immediately shaken by a more violent wave of vibrations in the tunnel and almost sprained his legs.

This power seems to have lifted some terrible seal!

The God of Death had no choice but to turn around to see what Kusuo Saiki was up to, only to see the pink-haired boy holding a lollipop-shaped suppressor in his hand.

Saiki Kusuo liberated his power. He had also liberated himself in this way before, in order to disperse the crowds who gathered to watch Ai Ying.

He didn't hesitate at that time, and he didn't hesitate now either. Yun Danfeng glanced at the suppressor and crushed it under the stunned gaze of the God of Death.

When Kusuo Saiki put his hand on the space opening again, his aura was completely different.

The god of death watched helplessly as the gap expanded rapidly as if it had drunk growth hormone. Winds surged in the tunnel, and a whirlpool appeared in the space gap.

At this moment, Saiki Kusuo's figure was swaying, and red blood flowed down from his ear holes, the corners of his eyes, his nose, and his lips like threads.

Even if they are infinitely close to gods, human beings are still human beings. They stubbornly fight against the majestic time and space with their mortal bodies, but the price is that the force of the collision explosively destroys their internal organs.

The severe pain made Saiki Kusuo unable to hold back his eyes for a moment, and he fell backwards. The next second he woke up as if from a dream, suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand to hold his abdomen, and just used the power of recovery to restore his physical condition to

one day ago.

Then came a long and brutal tug-of-war.

Destroyed, healed, destroyed again, healed again, over and over again, like a robot that has been dismantled hundreds of thousands of times and reinstalled again and again.

It hurt to look at it, but Kusuo Saiki still had that calm face. He took a moment to wipe off the blood, looked at the dirt on his hands, and complained, "Why is there such a tragic style in the daily series?"

His voice became very weak and his face became paler.

The vortex in the gap gradually took shape, and it actually had the potential to connect the two worlds.

At the same time, a large amount of blood flowed out from Saiki Kusuo's lips.

His eyes were blurry, and he felt that he heard Aoi Ying's strenuous call across a distance of time and space, wanting to put his hand into the fiercely rotating whirlpool.

A black shadow flashed in front of me, and a roar of anger was suppressed, "Don't die!"

Kusuo Saiki was ejected from the tunnel by the God of Death and fell from a high altitude.

When weightless, time flows very slowly.

Saiki Kusuo is thinking about his whereabouts.

He was not afraid, nor did he feel any pain. He knew clearly that he had failed, that a new channel had not been opened, and that he had lost the chance to see Chu Ying again.

He felt very cold and tightened his arms to hug himself. Suddenly he saw a petite shadow appearing in front of him.

The black hair of the firefly dances wildly in the wind, like soft water plants.

She opened her arms and flew towards him. Saiki Kusuo had no other thoughts and stretched out his arms to take her into his arms, locking her tightly.

She was so warm, and it immediately dispelled all the trembling coldness in his bones.

If they are destined to fall, at least they can hug each other before they are shattered to pieces.

Of course Saiki Kusuo would not let Ao Ying be shattered into pieces, and finally brought her to the ground safely.

His body was very heavy, so he lay down and was held down by Chu Ying.

Her hand was placed on his heart, as if it were fixed on the most important coordinates on a map.

Saiki Kusuo heard Aoi Ying's shallow breathing.

They were still in a summer night, and the moonlight was a little dark, shining on Chu Ying's back. He wanted to see Chu Ying's expression clearly, but after spending too much energy, his night vision was not very good, so he couldn't see very clearly.

Fortunately, the touch is sensitive.

He felt the trembling of her fingertips, causing every tiny ripple to resonate with the slight trembling of his body.

Chu Ying touched his belly again.

The internal organs that were soft and turned to mud were reborn through her skin through her gentle touch.

"It must be very painful." Chu Ying said.

She sniffed and said softly, "It hurts me too."

She shed tears as she spoke, and the warm tears fell into his eyes. His vision suddenly became clear, and he could clearly see the moist tear stains on her cheeks and her biting lips.

Saiki Kusuo stopped his own bleeding.

He said in the same sentence as "Ai Ying", "Didn't you go back?"

"Uncle locked me up," said Chu Ying. "I felt very uncomfortable. After a while, he let me out again."

She said it very lightly, but the discomfort at the time was no better than that of Kusuo Saiki.

It turns out that there is such a thing as empathy in the world. Ao Ying was staying in a small dark room, and suddenly she became extremely flustered. She started to feel pain when she squatted down. She couldn’t tell where it hurt, but it hurt everywhere. Her face was so pale that there was no color at all.

I want to see Kusuo.

The God of Death was startled a little by Saiki Kusuo, and was startled by Ao Ying again, so he had to let her go.

Saiki Kusuo raised his hand and stroked Chen Ying's eye socket with the back of his fingers, "Does it still hurt?"

Chu Ying shook her head, "It doesn't hurt anymore." She smiled, but as she shook her head, her tears continued to fall, "It doesn't hurt at all."

She then burst into tears, crying as if he was about to die, scolded him a hundred times for being stupid, threatened him a hundred times not to do anything that would hurt him again, and used her sleeves to wipe the blood on his face and body.

After wiping, Saiki Kusuo had to use his superpower to clean her clothes.

He was speechless, "Who is the fool?"

After a while, Ao Ying was tired from crying, so she lay down beside Saiki Kusuo and buried her head in the crook of his neck.

"I have to go back," she said.

Saiki Kusuo said nothing.

He was not escaping parting with silence, but was blessed in his heart, remembering the "uncle" in what Chu Ying had just said.

He saw the dark shadow passing before his eyes when he was about to die.

Saiki Kusuo suddenly raised his eyes and met the eyes of the God of Death who was looking down from high in the sky.

Although God hid quickly, he still read the most disappointing ending from Saiki Kusuo's suddenly dejected eyes.

Why do you have to be so powerful and smart?

He was smart enough to recognize the identity of the God of Death just by looking at each other.

Saiki Kusuo licked his lips, and there was a sharp and long roar in his ears, which made him dizzy. A fishy-sweet smell came from his throat, and his limbs were nailed to the ground, unable to move.

He lowered his head and looked at Chu Ying, looking at her calm and white face like a gardenia, as beautiful as the beginning of an elegy, and suddenly remembered that she had been so sure before, saying "we will never meet again."
To be continued...