Earth Destruction Plan

"In this place, you can't go anywhere, except to go home, but you don't have a home. I just come here. I don't know you." Hao Zhi's words were slightly proud, but this did not make Jia Jia. Jia hates it.

Yes, two people have known each other for so long, and the childhood sweethearts almost penetrated into the bone marrow. From the beginning of the first year of junior high, from 13 to 28 years old, it is equivalent to spending half a lifetime in each other's life. Others cannot understand.

Jia Jia wanted to run, but was pulled by Hao Zhi: "Stop making trouble, where can you go"

Jia Jia stopped involuntarily, but didn't dare to look back: "You go, don't care where I can go"

"We two came together, I will leave you no matter who you think of me." Hao Zhi's words were a bit tough.

"But, I have become like this" Jia Jia cried again aggrievedly.

"Boss, I haven't looked good on you since the day I met you, okay, fifteen years ago, I'm tired of seeing you even a day ago. I don't care what you look like, you are Song Xiaojia. "

"You smelly mouth" Jia Jia almost burst into laughter.

"I said, for my brother, I killed you like this, how could I be responsible to the end" Hao Zhi naturally heard from the people in the hospital how Jia Jia was desperate to save him.

"Brother paralyzed you, I don't want you to sympathize with me" Jia Jia stubbornly threw away his hand.

"When are you paralyzed, you still have a big head"

"You are paralyzed and want you to take care of me. It's my own business what I love." Jia Jia said hoarsely, but still wanted to curse back.

This is a habit that two people have developed for a long time, and when they see each other, they can't help but swear.

"I'm sorry" Hao Zhi was speechless. He walked over, took Jia Jia affectionately into his arms, and hugged him deeply, "Thank you, I know that everyone in the world will leave me alone, only you won't."

The tears that Song Xiaojia had just held back because of this sentence fell again. After fifteen years of love, he wished to grow up from a thirteen-year-old girl clinging to the dream of first love, although Never received a little encouragement, but still persisted in silence.

Wang Yanke gained his heart, but let this man leave him for the sake of the survival of mankind, and he has nothing, only with a heart that protects him, for him to become stronger, protect him, and love him. , Even with such a dangerous time transition, follow along all the way.

Facts have proved that destiny favors those who are willing to work hard.

She finally got his thank you, although it's not that I love you

Jia Jia put his head on Hao Zhi's shoulder and cried out sorely. My dedication is so painful.

But I don’t want Jia Jia to suddenly think of her rotten face in the mirror, no, I don’t want this ugly ghost to be his woman, my dream, I can’t let it break into this embarrassing ending

I'm like this now, and you won't like me even more. Jia Jia wiped the tears on his face and tried to break free from Hao Zhi's arms.

I have never been more beautiful than Wang Yanke in my life, I don’t want her to laugh at me, in order to get your sympathy and finally win so embarrassing

"You are paralyzed, can't you just listen to something? I bother your stubbornness when you are young, and you always use yourself as an iron striker."

"You numb pen, you like to go to Wang Yanke gently"

"Your numb pen, my strength is gone, neither of us can go back"

"What about your numb pen?"

"If you have a numb pen, then stay here, let it be your fate"

"You numb pen, you won't go back and get married"

"What do you do if you are numb and I get married"

"You numb pen to care about my troubles"

"Your numb pen is ruined like this, who would dare to ask for you"

"No one wants or doesn't care about your numb pen"

"Who said you don't care about me"

"What do you want to do with numb pen"

"You numb pen, I will marry you"

Time came to an abrupt end, Song Xiaojia suddenly froze in the scolding, and the unbelievable words echoed in Hong Zhong's ears.

"You numb pen, you tease me"

No, Hao Zhi’s eye circles are also a little red. You have paid so much for me. I know that I have been relying on you and relying on you willfully. In fact, without you helping me, I can’t go this far, without you protecting me. I died halfway long ago

But you don't love me at all, Jia Jia suddenly raised his head.

Hao Zhi was also taken aback, thinking how to answer, Song Xiaojia shook his head and stopped him, don’t say it, I don’t care if you love me or not.

As long as I can be your bride for a day, I will be satisfied

The silly girl Hao Zhi picked her up, turned and walked out of the alley, where a military jeep was parked, and quickly sent Jia Jia to the hospital. After careful treatment, the wound was bandaged again. , Put on the anti-inflammatory needle, Jia Jia fell asleep in a high fever.

"I heard that you are going to marry her" Professor Naduo walked in silently from outside the ward, standing behind Hao Zhi.

He did not stand up, but silently looked at Jia Jia, who was covered in wounds.

"I have heard your story, you still have a girl waiting for you in the future."

"But I can't go back" Hao Zhi replied in a dumb voice, "most of my abilities were burned in this accident, and all the remaining consciousness has become a closed group again, and my body can't control it at all. It is also unusable. It is difficult for me to do even the most basic space transfer now, let alone go back more than 40 years later."

"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with whether you accept the love of a girl or not"

"You don't understand at all, how much she paid for me"

"Maybe you don't understand, love, not sympathy"

"But it's not indifferent"

The two did not speak any more. After waiting for a while, Professor Naduo said: "In the knowledge I learned from the Da Vinci manuscript, there is a lot of biological knowledge. Although it can't help her repair her appearance, it can shorten the treatment process. , Let her recover faster. You two are tired recently. First, go back to the place I arranged for you to live for a few days. When it stabilizes, you can slowly plan for the future. Right here"

Hao Zhi nodded, thank you.

In the next few days, the special medicine developed by Professor Duo was like the original formula of myoactivin. It could help Jiajia get better quickly, but its repairing ability was much worse than that of myoactivin. Three days later, Song Xiao Jia removed the bandages, his head was bare, and his face was wrinkled, as if she was a few dozen years old in an instant, she became a terrifying old lady.

She closed the door and cried in the room for a full day. She was nearly broken down several times. Hao Zhi held her tightly in his arms and repeated his words of comfort. When he was angry, he would accompany her to throw things. When it was over, the two gathered up in silence, and Hao Zhi smiled and continued to cook for her, feeding them bite by bite.

Slowly ~www.readwn.com~ Jia Jia finally recovered some peace, and even began to think that she was a blessing in disguise, otherwise, she might never get such gentle and meticulous care from Hao Zhi.

She smiled stupidly, sitting cross-legged on the bed, watching him wash clothes hard, those hurdle vests that belonged to this era are so handsome on him, and Hao Zhi carried a large basin of washed clothes. At the door, piece by piece was hanging on the rope.

The neighbors nearby were also washing and drying clothes. When they saw each other, they nodded their heads and smiled, talked about the housework, and greeted him, "Is your wife better? Hao Zhi was polite and fine.

Then, he suddenly felt emotion. Standing in the courtyard of the family members of this military area, looking around, everything was unreal like a dream.

He worked hard for so many years, finally entered into marriage with Wang Yanke, but separated on the night of the bridal chamber.

And the inexplicable entanglement between himself and Song Xiaojia for a lifetime, although they have no status, they have really lived a life like a husband and wife half a century ago.

Fate is really a kind of irony

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