Perhaps he didn't expect him to apologize so quickly. "Zhong Wen No. 2" was surprised. He looked at him in surprise and didn't know what to say.
"Know, just know."
After a long while, he scratched his hair and said angrily, "I'm in trouble for a guy like you."
"Is there anything I can do?" Zhong Wen asked apologetically.
"You're already dead, what else is there to do?"
"Zhong Wen No. 2" glared at him and said angrily, "Is this a fake corpse?"
"It would be interesting if we could really fake corpses." Zhong Wen couldn't help laughing, "Dabao will probably not be able to sleep for several days."
Mentioning Zhong Youlian accidentally, he suddenly realized that he was afraid that he would never see his precious daughter again from now on. His face darkened a bit, and his heart ached.
"Why, are you thinking about your many beautiful wives?"
Seeing his expression, "Zhong Wen No. 2" couldn't help but sarcastically said, "You still think it's a pity that you died young and didn't have time to find more women?"
"I can't see my aunt again." Zhong Wen glanced at him, "Aren't you sad?"
"How dare you say that?"
"Zhong Wen No. 2" seemed to have been touched. He suddenly became furious and rushed towards him, punching and kicking him. "I can't see my aunt. Isn't it all thanks to you?"
Zhong Wen let his fists fall on his face, chest, arms and abdomen. The whole person staggered and swayed, but the expression on his face remained calm, without any trace of anger or dissatisfaction.
After a long while, "Zhong Wen No. 2" was finally tired from the beating. He bent down, put his hands on his knees, and gasped for air.
"Did you enjoy the beating?"
Zhong Wen, who was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, asked softly and caringly, "Do you want a few more hits?"
"roll!"
He was answered by "Zhong Wen No. 2" shouting harshly.
Zhong Wen was not angry, but sat down cross-legged next to him, with a gentle smile on his bruised cheeks.
"Are women that good?"
After breathing for a long time, "Zhong Wen No. 2" finally regained his mood a little. He also sat down on the ground, his left leg crossed sideways, his right leg raised, his forehead was resting on his knees with the back of his hand, and he asked with low morale.
He said, "Is it worth giving up your life again and again?"
"Of course women are good."
Zhong Wen laughed and said, "Especially beautiful women, what man doesn't love them?"
"No matter how beautiful the beauty is."
"Zhong Wen No. 2" said unconvinced, "You don't have to risk your life for one, right? Besides, you have so many beautiful wives. Is it stupid to abandon a forest for a tree?"
"Although the emperor's sister is gentle and beautiful, I did not save her for beauty." Zhong Wen smiled and shook his head.
"cut!"
"Zhong Wen No. 2" rolled his eyes and sneered, "Believe me, what else is it if it's not beauty?"
"It's for friends."
Zhong Wen looked directly into his eyes and spoke word by word.
"Zhong Wen No. 2" trembled all over and suddenly fell silent.
"I am a lazy person, and I don't have the ambition to help the world. I just want the people around me to be safe and happy." Zhong Wen continued, "It's okay to say that I am selfish, but for the sake of family, friendship and love, I will definitely do my best.
If you go, you will risk your life without hesitation."
"so what?"
"Zhong Wen No. 2" curled his lips.
"The emperor's sister is my friend." Zhong Wen replied very firmly, "If it were Brother Qing or Brother Zheng, I wouldn't hesitate at all, including... you."
"Am I your friend too?"
"Zhong Wen No. 2" asked in a strange tone.
"Otherwise?" Zhong Wen grinned, his smile extremely bright.
When "Zhong Wen No. 2" heard this, he suddenly lowered his head and stared blankly at his toes. He was silent for a long time and didn't know what he was thinking.
"If you had to protect the empress, you might not have died."
After a moment, he suddenly raised his head, stared into Zhong Wen's eyes, and asked seriously, "Do you regret it?"
"Of course not." Zhong Wen smiled and shook his head, "If I do it again, I will still choose this way."
"You are a moron."
"Zhong Wen No. 2" concluded straightforwardly, "I am definitely not the only one who thinks this way."
"What I do is what I believe in."
Zhong Wen laughed loudly and said, "So what if you are a fool? Why should you care about other people's thoughts?"
"Is that so?"
"Zhongwen No. 2" fell into deep thought again.
Since his birth, he has probably never been as deep as he is today.
Seeing that he was in a daze, Zhong Wen said nothing more and simply lay down on his back, facing up to the sky, completely relaxing.
"I haven't been this relaxed for a long time."
He put his hands behind his head, raised his right leg on his left knee, and looked at the vast expanse of white in front of him leisurely and contentedly, feeling very leisurely and contented, "Don't tell me, the life after death is not that bad, it's pretty good.
comfortable."
One of them stood in a daze, and the other lay down to relax. The entire white space suddenly became silent, and even the sound of a pin dropping on the ground became clearly audible.
"I'm afraid you won't have a chance to enjoy it."
Time passed by minute by minute, and no one knew how long it had passed before "Zhongwen No. 2" suddenly spoke.
"What?"
Zhong Wen, who was lying so comfortable that his eyelids started to fight and almost fell asleep, turned to look at him in a daze.
"You still have a lot to do."
"Zhong Wen No. 2" came to his side with a quick step, reached forward with his right palm, and struck his chest like lightning, "How can you have time to be lazy here?"
"You..." Zhong Wen looked at him confused.
A ball of bright white light spurted out from the palm of "Zhong Wen No. 2" and instantly enveloped his entire body.
Zhong Wen felt warm all over his body, like a fetus curled up in his mother's belly, feeling indescribably warm and comfortable.
The moment he came into contact with the white light, a sense of satisfaction from the depths of his soul instantly flowed through his body, and he was so happy that he almost moaned in ecstasy.
This is an extremely mysterious feeling that cannot be described even a ten thousandth of it in words.
If I had to say it, it was at this moment that Zhong Wen felt complete for the first time.
Before that, he didn't feel anything strange about himself.
However, when he came into contact with the white light in the hands of "Zhongwen No. 2", he seemed to be inspired by a mysterious will. He was enlightened and suddenly had a completely different understanding of his own situation.
It turns out that the former Zhong Wen had great flaws as a person and as an independent soul.
Just like an originally perfect circle, but one quarter of the sector is missing, and now it has been completed again.
This was a happy thing, but Zhong Wen didn't feel happy in his heart. Instead, he felt a little uneasy, as if he had lost something important.
"Take good care of aunt for me."
"Zhong Wen No. 2" spoke, with a smile on his face, an extremely gentle smile, but there was a deep sadness in his eyes.
"what are you saying?"
The uneasiness in Zhong Wen's heart became stronger and he asked impatiently, "How can I take care of my aunt since I'm dead?"
"You are said to be a fool, but you still don't admit it."
"Zhong Wen No. 2" grinned, his smile getting brighter and dazzling, "I was just lying to you!"
"I'm not dead?" Zhong Wen was overjoyed.
"Of course you're not dead."
"Zhong Wen No. 2" chuckled, "You still have to live, you must live."
"You are my path. Since I am not dead, you can naturally live on." Zhong Wen laughed and reached out to pat his shoulder, "You can take care of your own aunt, I won't help you!"
Unexpectedly, this shot turned out to be lonely.
He watched helplessly as his palm penetrated the shoulder of "Zhong Wen No. 2", as if he had hit a phantom, without any feeling of contact.
"I'm always on tenterhooks when I'm following you. Sometimes I'm struck by lightning, sometimes my soul is sucked. Who can withstand such torture?"
"Zhong Wen No. 2" smiled and shook his head, his voice softer than ever before, "I'm tired, I can't work anymore, and I want to rest."
"But..." Zhong Wen's expression changed, and a heart-wrenching feeling surged in his chest for no reason.
"From now on, you have to rely on yourself."
"Zhong Wen No. 2" had a trace of nostalgia and reluctance in his eyes, just like a kind-hearted elder. Before his death, he earnestly told his nephew who had loved him all his life, "Remember that although beauties are good, they should not be excessive. Keep the green hills.
Only then can you protect the people you care about.”
Every time a word came out of his mouth, the color on his body would dim. By the time he finished saying this sentence, the appearance of "Zhong Wen No. 2" was almost impossible to see clearly with the naked eye.
"Don't, don't go!"
An unprecedented feeling of grief suddenly surged into his heart. Zhong Wen felt his chest was tight and suffocating, and he could hardly breathe. He squeezed his vocal cords and roared.
"Remember, when I'm not around."
The person who spoke could no longer see the shadow, only that tiny voice floated out of nowhere, as if it was far away in the horizon, but also seemed to be close to my ears, "You must protect your aunt!"
Zhong Wen raised his right hand in the air, trying hard to catch the remaining shadow of No. 2, but couldn't catch anything.
Apart from him, there was only deathly silence in the white space.
Immediately afterwards, a memory suddenly appeared in Zhong Wen's mind.
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._