For a moment, Lynn did not know how to answer her. He opened his mouth, as though it had never occurred to him that Zuo Zuo would ask him such a question.
Then he quickly fell silent, at a loss for words.
Zuo Zuo caught his wrist, as if she had made up her mind. Sorrow settled over her face as she said:
"Brain, you must have thought about it too, right? If you really have to take that final step... then the past... the past actually isn't all that important to you, either. Because it's something that should be burned away in the first place. Maybe you just aren't ready yet, and they think that if they change history, or kill your past self, you'll be finished before you reach the end..."
"But actually, Brain, if you really are willing to make up your mind..."
"Don't say another word!"
Lynn cut her off and rose from the ground, his breathing growing heavy.
Silence fell over their surroundings.
Zuo Zuo simply stared at him, stunned.
The wind howled through the deserted Dark Night City, swept along its lonely, empty streets, and blew against them.
"I'm sorry..."
In the end, Lynn turned and took her into his arms.
His voice was quiet.
"I shouldn't have lost my temper with you."
Zuo Zuo bit her lip hard and wrapped her arms tightly around his back. She said nothing more, but she understood him. And precisely because she understood him, she knew that her Brain could not possibly have failed to consider this question.
Because if all causality had to be abandoned, then the past should be burned away along with it.
Because only at that moment...
Would he truly be utterly alone.
But...
"All right, I won't worry about it anymore! Whatever