I owe the female honor system a billion

Chapter 111 50. One step

Thursday.

The daylight this afternoon is always somewhat obscure, and the whole city seems to have quieted down.The vicious simulated sunlight rises from the east in the morning, illuminating the buildings and life of the entire city.

The life of the upper class is like a walking machine, but today, will they stop suddenly and feel the vicious sunlight?
I think it still will.

Especially around the M area close to the nest.

There, cries in groups almost occupied the edge of the nest.

It's no wonder that this time the Tower of Babel sent back many relics.The exaggeration is that the relics sent back this time are more than the previous three or four times sent back together.

Many even died within a week or two after going there, leaving only the last bit of poor relics back to the desire nest, and sent back to the desire seekers who are thinking about family news in the desire nest.

Then the soldiers of the Tower of Babel casually piled up the belongings of the dead desires at the entrance of the desire nest, and then left without expression.

Regardless of the crying behind him, regardless of the chaotic situation behind him, he just left here indifferently.

Area A, inside Gu Qinghan's room.

If you don't say in advance that this is Gu Qinghan's room, you will definitely have deep doubts.

Let's see what's going on in the room.

The furniture and documents that were originally neat and tidy were scattered wildly at this moment, leaving many messy items in place.

The decorations on the wall and the floor on the ground were slashed by something sharp, leaving hideous scars, which seemed to represent the house, crying helplessly to the culprit who did all this.

But what about the culprit?

A woman with disheveled blue hair was sitting by the living room window with her arms around her knees.

There were scattered pieces of paper and stuffing from the sofa.

These things, which were usually neatly placed, were violently and randomly chopped into various shapes by the woman in pajamas with the sharp sword hanging above the bedroom.

She seemed to be crazy, holding such a sharp weapon, waving it wildly, hitting everything she could see, as frantically as if she wanted to tear it all apart.

She kept slashing blindly like this, leaving many scars on the ground and walls.

It wasn't until his stomach that he couldn't eat a little protested to her, making her feel physically exhausted, that she finally sat helplessly, angrily, and unwillingly, by the window.

The curtains were thickly covered, blocking the somewhat dazzling sunlight outside at this moment, and covering all the scenery outside that was incompatible with the heart, making the inside of the room plunge into darkness.

She could see nothing, and no one could see her.

So, finally panting, she threw the sword aside, and covered her face with her hands somewhat fragilely.

The palm of her hand hurt as if it had been burned by some hot liquid, and she let go of it a little bit, only to find that her crystal tears gathered in the palm of her hand, forming a small piece.
Gu Qinghan raised his head in a daze, and looked at the messy living room. On the edge of the coffee table that he cut off in half, a small vase was facing him quietly.

Two white flowers stood inside, lowering their heads slightly, dangling their pure white petals.

Gu Qinghan's gaze seemed to be attracted by such flowers, she stared blankly at the pair of beautiful flowers
One was brought by the boy when he first came here.

At that time, I still thought that such flowers were ugly.
No, I feel ugly now too.
However, unconsciously, she still stretched out her hands, and her slender fingers lightly tapped on her delicate flowers, feeling the not very smooth texture for the first time.

The other flower seemed to feel her movement, and slowly leaned its body against her outstretched arm.

While the eyes were shining with light, Gu Qinghan gently stroked the delicate flower again, and then straightened the flower that was leaning on its body, so that they were close together again.

Just like myself and that boy.

Gu Qinghan's blue eyes gradually became clearer, as if he saw the boy again, saw his familiar faint smile, saw his soft back standing deep in the Tower of Babel
He seemed to be waiting for someone, with a faint smile, standing in place without moving.

Behind him are densely packed, his footsteps running towards him.

He's been gone for so long and so hard.
He has already walked 99 steps, and now, only this step is left.

Gu Qinghan raised his head, leaning against the curtain behind him completely.

But her free right hand tightly held the sword lying beside her.

The young man leaned against the mouth of the research department with a pale face.

After finishing the experiment just now, his body was really weak, and he couldn't even stand up.

But I don't know why, yesterday my experiment seemed to be interrupted halfway, and the experiment time from today has become very short.

However, today is also his last day in the Tower of Babel.

Today is Thursday, after he has a short rest, he will go directly to the top floor of the Tower of Babel during the free time in the afternoon.

Su Chang took a deep breath, then slowly stood up while supporting the wall.

He stood there panting for a while, and waited for his paralyzed legs to slowly regain consciousness before he moved his steps and walked slowly towards his room.
　∑(O_O;)
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(End of this chapter)