Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

【411 Hope】

At that time, people with memory chips had different reactions after reading Yeran's memory.

Jack Hess and Heka, who were still alive at the time, looked disdainful. Back then, Diderot created two clones on a whim. They were all the successors of Jack Hull. The imported memories and personalities were exactly the same, except that the older brother existed. The world is longer, a little more sedate, and all the rest are exactly the same, not without the same, which is one of the big reasons why they never seem to be able to understand the feelings other than their twins.

The mask is treated as normal, and although it expresses surprise, it is impossible to understand. He has always been deeply influenced and warned by Diderot that women should not occupy too important a position in life, otherwise, they will easily get lost.

And the one who was overly shocked that day belonged to 003 Bai Xi.

The child has always been deserted.

Because of reading Yeran's memory that day, she sat on the bedside without saying a word, staring at the pendulum in a daze for several hours.

Although later when Diderot asked Bai Xi, Bai Xi only replied indifferently that he just wanted to see this woman, but according to Bai Xi's usual character, it was amazing to be so surprised.

Remembering such a scene, the mask paused, no longer stopped Yeran, and finally let go of his hand: "You come back early, if Diderot gets angry, no one can protect you."

Ye Ran didn't say anything, just turned and left.

The mask glanced at the time and ordered to continue reporting the current situation. When he heard that Nangong Tou had been sent to Diderot's laboratory, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said coldly, "Take me to have a look."

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Zhizhi finally met Nangong Mo.

Entering the secret room, walking all the way to the end, behind a prison bar, the man tied to the electric chair closed his eyes and fell asleep, his face was as beautiful as jade, his brows were lightly frowned, and his complexion was a little paler than the snowy wall.

His face is pale and pale, not because of the weakness of illness, but rather gloomy and dazzling, faintly gray, his face is not rosy at all, only weak breathing ups and downs proves that he still has residual breath.

The erected iron fences are not particularly solid defenses, and people who don't know may go to destroy them easily, but Zhizhi made inquiries and knew that the iron fences were equipped with electric devices, so he did not act rashly and stood on the fence. Before, quietly staring at Nangong Mo.

Farewell to Nangong headquarters, this is the real first meeting.

Even though she had just seen the same face as him, when Zhizhi looked at his eyebrows, there was still a sadness overflowing from her heart that couldn't bear it.

She hasn't seen him for a long time.

If he opens his eyes and looks at each other, it will be like the clouds rolling towards him, smiling like the wind calling him, knowing.

How should she answer?

Zhizhi wanted to wake him up, but she didn't know if she would have the courage to speak up and face this Nangong Mo who was really hurt, whose life was passing by and disappeared.

She didn't make a sound after all.

Looking around, Zhizhi began to observe the situation.

To save Nangong Mo and the others, one must try to turn off the current, otherwise there is no way to bring them out.

There is a side door next to this secret room, which leads to the room that manages the general current. It is very dangerous to pass through the door of Diderot's room.

At this time, Zhizhi didn't have any worries, not just to save the stone.

If it was only for the man in front of her, even if she sacrificed her life, she would go through this difficulty, give it a try, and try her best to save this man.

Not for the life-saving grace of the past.

Only because he is Nangong Mo.

Nangong Mo...

Zhizhi called his name in a low voice, looked up at him, and whispered two words, "Wait for me..." Save you.

He didn't move, even his eyelashes didn't even tremble. His posture in deep sleep seemed to have been in a deep sleep for many years without waking up. It also looked like a medieval oil painting that could be admired for a long time. It was clean, quiet, and never stained with any dirt.

Zhizhi took a step back, backed away slowly, finally turned her head, faced the other direction, took a slightly hurried pace, and ran towards the side door as if fleeing——

Footsteps, door knocking, door closing.

The secret room was silent again.

Nangong Mo opened his eyes, and silently called out two words, "Know."

He was awake all the time, from the moment he entered this cell, was drugged, beaten and tortured, and tortured by the electric chair, he tried his best to keep himself awake.

That day in Nangong Bendao, he snatched her a long-awaited kiss without authorization, but also saw the scene of meeting in a hazy secret room.

At that time, I didn't understand why such a situation happened, but I realized it at the moment when I was caught in this cell. It turned out that I had foreseen that we would meet here.

But he doesn't know when she will come...

So he didn't dare to sleep, and tried every means to keep himself awake, always awake.

It was rare for there to be unusual movements in the secret room, there were fighting sounds, gunshots, he was weak, he couldn't move, he couldn't escape the door to meet her, but from the moment she entered the secret room, he knew that this was his knowledge. coming.

his……

She wasn't actually his.

Nor did he have the ability to possess her.

He's not even...not the same as her...

I dare not continue to think about it, I am afraid that if I think about it for a second, the days I have persisted for so long will fall short, and I am afraid that the accumulation of grief will reach the critical point and it will explode uncontrollably.

His world was already dark and dark, and he held on tightly because he was looking forward to seeing her such a glimmer of light. He didn't dare to throw it away, didn't dare to give it up. He endured and persisted, just wanting to meet her.

But he didn't open his eyes, opened his mouth, and said a word to her.

It's not because she doesn't have the courage, but because she doesn't want to see her apologizing to him, mourning towards him, and pitying him.

He didn't know how to face the created... what?He can't even call himself a human being. All these things are given by others. He can't tell which is others' and which is his own. Even his first love, which he has kept in his heart for many years, turns out to be someone else's. .

Nangong Mo looked at the direction where she disappeared, and suddenly pulled out a faint smile in silence, Zhizhi, thank you for giving me another hope.

Waiting for you.

(Thank you, Yuwei, wss_19871023 for the gold medal and red envelopes for Momo, for Zhutou Lin for the gift for Momo, for formatting and scars for Momo, flowers for Momo, group~~Happy New Year to all the dear friends of Momo ^_^)