Tears rolled into her eyes, and she felt the warmth that belonged to Makoto alone, wrapping her through the futon.

However, the feeling of nostalgia made her avoid it like a snake and scorpion, and even in her dreams, she clearly realized that everything could never be returned.

Makoto gave her wasn't what she wanted, there was always one, and they would go their separate ways......

The body began to irritable inexplicably, and Chen Qing's ghostly voice, accompanied by the evil laughter of those men, suddenly rushed into his mind.

She pushed Kaicheng vigorously, her brain was chaotic, and there seemed to be ants crawling all over her body, and the two completely different feelings seemed to tear her apart.

On the one hand, she was hysterical and uncomfortable, trapping her in constant struggle, and on the other hand, there was an unspeakable longing, as if she wanted to sink into something.

Cheng saw that her eyes had changed several times, and despite the struggle in his arms, he detained An Yang into his arms

"It's so uncomfortable...... 's whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, and An Yang instinctively let out a grief-stricken wail, and even his eyes began to drift.

"Help me, who will save me......" turned into a low sobbing voice, and struck Cheng's heart down and down.

"It's okay Cheng An, be stronger, everything will pass, as long as you get through......" Cheng could only comfort the person in his arms over and over again, and the tears in his eyes couldn't hold back anymore.

Under the violent throbbing pain of his heart, he buried his forehead in An Yang's neck.

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Outside the window, the rain was pouring down, and a decadent gray hung over the entire void.

Makoto in the dream snorted uneasily, and the blurred light and shadow revealed the image that was almost fading in his memory.

The inferior tobacco smelled of choking, and he stood lazily on the mottled railing on the second floor of the abandoned building, leaving the marks he and Chen Ke had carved with a knife in their spare time.

"Cheng, will a rotten person like us be retributed?"

He raised his eyebrows in surprise, looked at Chen Ke's serious appearance, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, "You can't have someone you like, suddenly these are not, inexplicable." ”

A cramped shyness flashed on Chen Ke's face, he cleared his throat and replied embarrassedly, "I've been thinking a little too much lately." I'm stupid, we have so much blood on our hands, and if we want to have retribution, we will have it a long time ago. ”

"No," he interrupted Chen neatly, "never!" ”

He spoke with great certainty and swallowed the smoke from his mouth.

He vaguely remembered that this was his second life of rebirth, and he found this brother who had a strong friendship in the later period early and started to work hard again.

From the beginning, he knew that Han Gengwen was the protagonist of this world, but he didn't care, he believed that he could break out of a place that belonged to them. Everything in the future will be under his control, and no one can stop Zheng, what he wants to get.

At that time, he was full of spirit, and the gods blocked and killed the gods and Buddhas, but it was not until today that he realized that all arrogant killings had planted karma after all.

It's not that the punishment doesn't come, it's just that he didn't meet the person he wanted to cherish.

The dream was in a trance, and a frightened cry stung his temples, completely dispersing the dim emptiness in front of him.

"Yes, Mr. Cheng," Chen Qing's tearful face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and his thin body trembled uncontrollably, "I will always support the decision you make." ”