Xuan's wife is happy

Chapter 794 Death of the Landscape ([-])

At that time, when there was trouble in the street, he held his mask and smiled like a fool. At that time, he lowered his head and said to me that he was wrong. At that time... when I first saw him, he was still a little Taoist priest.

The past is like smoke and dust, and it seems like a movie is playing in the mind for a moment.

Tears streamed down my face in an instant, I frantically touched the tears on my face, but just as my hands touched my face, I was suffocated by the strong bloody smell, and now my face was probably full of blood, so terrifying, I was already divided at this moment. It is not clear whether it is my own blood or the blood of the scenery.

There is also a strong smell of rust in the throat.

"Landscape... I'm sorry... I killed you!" I tremblingly held his hand, "It was me... I killed you. All your unfortunate lives began after you met me." Tragedy. Sorry."

"It's not your fault..." Jingjing tried hard to explain, but he seemed to find it futile, his eyes were empty, and I clearly watched his pupils shrink and dilate uncontrollably, shrink and dilate again.

That kind of scene was actually extremely weird. His brain was already broken, and many functions were out of control, but he was still very stubborn, and he held my hand very stubbornly, even though the hold was already casual for me The degree to which you can get rid of it if you earn it.

He didn't explain any more questions to me, as if he knew at this moment that his time had come.

He just trembled and tried to stare at me with his uncontrollable pupils, looking at me very hard, he asked me.

"The mask... the mask is broken."

My eyes were so painful that I wanted to dig them out now, but I smiled hard, "It's okay, Scenery, when we get out of here, I'll buy you...buy a lot of masks, so that you don't wear duplicates all year round of."

Jingjing slightly opened his eyes wide: "Really...really?"

"real!"

"Then I...did I do a little better than before?" He was so serious, "Pfft..." The corner of his mouth was already vomiting blood, and his hand clasping my wrist began to convulse uncontrollably. The forceful, unconscious action almost cut off my hand.

He still insisted on finishing what he just said, "Is there... better than Yin... Silver Ghost, will you make you... more... trust me a little more?"

Three hours ago, this guy solemnly swore in front of me with his eyes full of sincerity, "Xiaoyu, I will definitely protect you... I will definitely not be worse than the silver ghost, I will definitely... definitely make you trust me more, definitely!"

His eyes are shining, full of sincerity, as if he can't wait to show his sincerity, hold it in front of you, and want you to believe him.

After three hours he gave me his heart,
He gave me his head,

he dies...

He gave it to me.

I gently held his hand, showing probably the ugliest smile in my life, and probably speaking the most sincere words in my life.

I smiled lightly: "Yes."

He suddenly smiled, smiled...

smiling...

I stopped breathing.

what……

Watching people die in front of their eyes, it turned out to be this kind of feeling, the feeling that nothing can stop it...

That kind of powerlessness, someone tearing your conscience back and forth more violently, is this the original feeling?
I gently put the scenery on the ground, stood up gently, turned my head, I don't know what the end of sadness is, I just... just... stared at Director Liu who was lying on the ground gasping for breath.

Said softly.

"I want you to be buried with him."

　I don't know if I've written it well, but I've cried like a dog myself.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)