Does a long life start from this moment or end at this moment?
On the way to the designated bar, Li Ze walked very fast, running through several red lights along the way. When the horn was roaring, he realized that his hands were shaking.
How to describe the mood at this moment... I'm afraid it's impossible to describe at all.
He had just come out of the ward and was exhausted from being stunned for several hours. He finally understood why some people said that the most pious place in the world than the walls of Jerusalem was the white wall outside the operating room.
In the past nearly two months, although they lived in the same room in the same house, had a lot of physical contact, and had many positive interactions, they were like two strangers, and those were just false politenesses.
It was like she was completing a mission.
It's like he's saving lives.
A ragdoll cat who is about to go to the cat star.
When should we start? From the enclosed space of the Ferris wheel? When he realized that what she said was true, apart from a moment of shock, the rest was endless fear, because it seemed that he was really there
He did a wrong thing that is worthy of praise but irreparable.
The lost sanity gradually returned, and he tried to touch the hole that had just been penetrated by the bullet, not knowing whether to comfort her or to dispel his own uneasiness. But the resistance in his heart was even stronger than the word struggle.
So what is he afraid of?
Or in other words, what are you looking forward to?
He thought of her crying, extremely suppressed sobbing, like a baby's sobbing. He would be frightened by every twitch, and would turn his head and hold her in his arms, even if such courage did not exist. He thought of her crying.
Then he finally fell asleep, covering himself with quilt, watching her dream, and having a good dream where she would no longer cry.
But she didn't cry, she just laughed.
He didn't know what that kind of smile meant, and there were times when he wanted to pry open her head to see what was inside.
He remembered that he asked her in an unnaturally gentle tone: "Aren't you tired of laughing all the time like this?"
But she shook her head, with an unreadable light in her eyes: "No, because if you don't laugh now, you will probably never laugh again."
At that moment, he felt that he was so ridiculous. It turned out that when faced with the arrival of death, some people could really be so indifferent that they would not do anything, even if they beat her, scolded her or did something excessive to her. She was like a bird that was about to die of illness.
The old dog leaves the owner's home far away and finds a place to hide. She cannot do this, but when she finds the person she loves around, she will wag her tail with difficulty and tell her that she is fine and there is no need to worry.
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He had always thought that the heroines in those bloody TV dramas and novels were mentally retarded, terminally ill with cancer, or something, and would actually want to get divorced and leave the house.
But when you really stay with such a person, you will find that those actions indicate that the heroine no longer wants to fight, she doesn't want it anymore...or in other words, she has stopped moving and can't afford to fight anymore.
So, after walking out of the hospital gate, he sent a message to his sister.
Before she made up her mind to do this, she made an excuse to feed Nian Nian.
Then, he vomited blood.
He had only seen it on TV. The heroine was suffering from a terminal illness, coughing and spitting out a mouthful of blood, as if Xizi was holding her heart, delicate and poignant.
But she didn't get the treatment that the heroine received, and the heroine's illness was treated.
She hasn't looked in the mirror for a long time.
Because he didn't take pictures of her, he kept using the excuse "you are beautiful" to tell her that there was no need to look in the mirror.
But only he knew that he couldn't sleep well at night and couldn't eat. He woke up in the middle of the night and saw her sitting curled up and looking out the window. He wanted to take her out for a walk during the day, but she was too sleepy to wake her up.
But she finally found a chance to look in the mirror.
The cheeks are thin, the cheekbones are slightly protruding, the eyes are blue and black, and the lips are white.
He seemed to have aged a lot.
Although she is still beautiful, she does not have the sickly beauty of a weak woman.
She was clearly not even eighteen yet and was in her prime, but her condition became more and more serious towards the end.
Weight loss, jaundice, abdominal pain, headache, neurasthenia, seeing things clearly from time to time, forgetting things from time to time, like a dead person from time to time, even the body temperature cannot reach the normal height. It is like gangrene of the tarsal bones, following him like a shadow.
He still remembered that Zie Xixi said a few words to him after looking in the mirror.
"It's much better than before, at least it's not that ugly."
He knew what the 'previous' was, her first nine lives. In this life, she 'crawled' from Kyoto to the north towards many beautiful places. The night before they were going to the beach at Shizuoka, she finally fell ill and collapsed.
He lay on the soft carpet, Yin coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth and his heartbeat slowed down sharply.
They had just entered the hospital, which was belatedly arrived. Even Hart felt that Zhai Xixi had been suppressed for too long and the time to explode had come. So when Zhai Xixi finally looked at the instruments beside him and sighed, they
On the contrary, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Ze sat in a daze on the armchair. The atmosphere around him was obviously so good and hot, but his heart seemed to be contaminated by the frost after nightfall, always moist and solemn.
Chamille put her hand on his shoulder.
Suddenly, he realized that his sister was already sitting on his lap.
They lowered their heads one by one and saw each other, but they could only look at each other quietly. He was not sure what she was thinking, but the idea in his heart became clearer and clearer.
Even if he violates the prohibition in his heart that he doesn't even know what it is, he still wants to keep this person by his side.
Because she wants to be happy so much!
Only then did he realize that her happiness in this life was only related to him.
"You're so beautifully dressed!" Li Zeer reached out and gently rubbed Chamiel's head.
Chamille looked like a hostess who came to a banquet, rather than having sex in a bar. Her pearl-colored fishtail skirt was flowing, and her long, slightly curly rose gold hair fell on her waist. In the dim light, her skin was gleaming.
She is white and translucent, and has such a good figure that the girls wearing cool clothes are jealous.
Coupled with her bright facial features, Li Ze became an imaginary enemy in the eyes of men.
She was declaring her sovereignty, and like a cat who behaved after getting a bargain, she rubbed her exposed back against his chest.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Brother, what do you want from me?" Chamille picked up Li Ze's wine glass and drank it in one gulp.
"The fourth time." Li Ze was a little nervous and didn't know what to say.
"Save the Fengyin family master?"
"May I?"
"I told my brother that I can't change the past, let alone the established future."
"What is the established future? Does she have to die in the future? She shouldn't die!"
"It's useless, brother. I'm not God, nor a god, nor a wishing machine. Brother thinks I can do anything, but my abilities are limited and my energy is limited."
Li Ze understood. He was thinking of Chamille as a system plug-in in the novel, and always had been. But in fact, Chamille was just a guy with too pure blood, and she didn't have the right to give orders. She
Being able to use one's own power to defeat the original sin that is feared in the eyes of the world, but changing the past and the future is something that only the 'old angel' can do.
"Have you fallen in love with the head of the Fengyin family?" Chamille asked.
"......dislike."
"If you don't like it, then that's sympathy? It's not necessary to sympathize with someone to this extent."
"But she..." Li Ze couldn't say the next words.
"That's liking, and even a little bit of love in it." Chamier put his little hand on Li Ze's and playfully scratched his palm, "This is the freest time in the life of the Fengyin family. There was no such thing before.
It has happened before, and it will never happen again.”
Li Ze looked into her eyes. Her pupils were still crimson. Li Ze tilted his head, and she tilted her head. Her rose gold hair reminded him of the woman in the San Francisco fantasy.
"Then give me the fourth chance to help me kill 'Wrath'."
"Can't do it!"
"Why? According to what you mean, he is still in a sealed state without ability."
"The erasure mechanism of 'Wrath' is a little different. The time when he is at his weakest is after devouring the head of the Fengyin family and breaking the seal."
Li Ze covered his face and laughed. I see, this is why the future cannot be changed!