Why did liveliness bring tears to one's eyes?
Mo Ling did not know either. He merely watched everything before him in silence.
At that moment, a tissue was handed over.
Mo Ling turned to look, and instantly could no longer hold back his tears.
"You're back."
"Mm." Li Luo nodded. "Don't be sad."
"Okay."
After Mo Ling wiped away his tears, Li Luo somehow pulled out a can from nowhere.
"Are you hungry?"
"No."
"Then are you thirsty?" She took out a can of cola.
"A little."
Mo Ling accepted the cola, pulled open the tab, and gulped it down.
It was still that familiar taste, unchanged as ever.
"Why did you come back?" Mo Ling licked the cola from the corner of his mouth and asked in confusion.
Li Luo said nothing, merely pointing at Mo Ling's chest.
Mo Ling looked down. Li Luo was pointing exactly where his heart was.
"My heart?"
It was still his heart.
"So this was what my heart looked like."
The Cube had taken the shape of a heart.
All of this was what Mo Ling had imagined in his heart...
"So you're all fake, merely simulated by the Cube, right?" he asked the people before him.
Once he asked that question, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at him. Even the mischievous Red Spirit Flowers and Metamorphic Trees came to a halt.
Their gazes settled upon Mo Ling.
Yet he did not feel the pressure of being the center of attention. Instead, he felt much more relaxed.
He placed a hand over his chest as well, feeling that vigorous heartbeat.
Thump... thump...
Mo Ling smiled. He raised his head and shouted at everyone before him:
"My heart is beating! It's real!"
In an instant, everything resumed.
The liveliness remained.
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