She loves freedom;

Just like students who are tired of studying in the evening and tired of all their rest time being allocated to studying.

As long as I recall my parents’ disappointed and sad eyes in my mind...

They will put down their mobile phones, put down the fun of playing games, and bear the pressure caused by the test paper.

That's called.

responsibility.

"Yes...that's right..." The long-haired woman felt her face turn red.

Everyone stared at Quan Jin's leaving back with disbelief.

The fourth child standing aside was really horrified when he saw Quan Jin passing two levels in a row.

The first level can be said to be a coincidence.

So what about the second level?

The fourth child suppressed the shock in his heart and continued to follow Quan Jin.

He witnessed with his own eyes Quan Jin's third question, a simple yet helpless sentence:

"Since she loves freedom so much, why doesn't she destroy those who stand in her way to freedom?"

"Please answer."

This level.

Everyone was silent. Only the fourth child whispered in Quan Jin's ear: "Did you know? She can actually destroy this world just by raising her hand."

"Even if she didn't protect that person in the first place."

"She didn't even take revenge on the world."

When Quan Jin heard the second sentence, his heart felt uncomfortable.

She pressed the answer key and answered with a sympathetic emotion: "Be strong, and they believe in her."

Uncle Jiu once said.

She must control her emotions. No matter how big a blow or accident she suffers, she must remain rational and not show a trace of discomfort or collapse on the surface.

That's called being strong.

The higher you stand, the stronger you should be.

[Correct, please pass the level]

For three consecutive levels, her answers were all so crisp and clear. These answers seemed to have been engraved in her heart a long time ago, as if they were things she had experienced.

"W."

The fourth child stopped Quan Jin: "Who are you?"

"Why do you know so many things about her? Don't tell me that you are blind. It's not such a coincidence."

Quan Jin looked at Lao Si, whose face was solemn and vigilant.

Tilting her head, without any emotion in her eyes or face, she looked at him and said, "Is she really dead?"

"What's the meaning?"

"It's nothing, I just want to get to know her. She looks so much like me, that's all." After saying this in a sincere tone, Quan Jin turned around and entered the fourth level.

This time;

Not a question.

Instead, a picture was printed upside down on the screen where the question was asked.

Everyone present clutched their chests the second they saw the portrait, feeling a sad emotion in their hearts.

Gradually encroached upon.

His eyes were red and tears welled up in an instant.

"Why am I crying?"

Someone suddenly wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and looked at the blurry picture printed on the screen. It was obvious that he couldn't even see his face clearly, but just looking at it made everyone in the audience cry.

Can vaguely see clearly.

In the picture, it should be a man taking his last breath, lying on the ground covered in blood.

He smiled and raised his trembling hand, moving his lips towards a vaguely silhouetted woman.

No one could hear the man's voice, but Quan Jin knew that he was saying to her:

"If I still have a chance to survive in this world, remember to wait for me. I will try my best to find you."

'I have carved your name into the palm of my right hand.'

'No matter how long it takes.'

'As long as I open my hand, I can see your name, and then I will remember that I am happy with you...'

That hoarse voice was a little weak, but it was deliberately disguised as a strong voice, and it sounded in Quan Jin's ears.

The fourth child turned his back and felt a sudden realization in his heart.

Quan Jin moves closer to the screen...

A feeling of guilt and self-blame arose. She really wanted to see what this man looked like, but she found that when she got closer.

This picture has been converted into the text of the question.
Chapter completed!