Xijing has always been used to villains, and never considers the feelings of the protagonist.

No, she has always considered the protagonist's feelings, and the more sad and painful the protagonist is, the more she has a sense of accomplishment as a villain.

But now that he's bound to the Mother system, he's on the same team as the protagonist, and he's worked hard for so long to cram and educate, and it's still a little uncomfortable to see him like this.

"Because the world is like this, some strong people will sympathize with the weak, and some strong people will bully the weak, but they will never be equal to the weak." As soon as Xijing was about to teach him how to become a qualified villain and kill those strong people, he felt that his breath was stagnant, and his heart seemed to be about to be loaded.

I'm afraid the original owner's body is a few days away, and although she is ready to fail, she is still unwilling.

Zhao Yuan's dead coin pool, she hasn't dealt with it yet.

She looked at Wu Zhixing and said, "It won't work to reason with the strong, only if you become strong enough can you be equal to them." ”

"I'm a piece of shit." Wu Zhixing sneered self-deprecatingly.

"What you are, it's up to you." Xijing began to sell miserably, "You must not be like me, you will have regrets until you die." ”

Hearing the word dead, Wu Zhixing frowned and glared at her, asking her not to talk nonsense.

Xijing: "I can't hold it anymore, when I reach the end of my life, I can actually feel it." ”

"You're not going to die."

"Everybody's going to die." Xijing said again, "This is probably our last face, Wu Zhixing." ”

"No, it won't! You're good, you'll be fine! ”

"Wu Zhixing, goodbye." Xijing hesitated for a while, but still didn't give up the task, it has lasted until now, and it always feels like it's in vain to give up.

She went home and discussed with Jiang's mother for a while, and decided to receive treatment, even if it would cause nerve damage, there was only this way to prolong her life.

The side effects of the drug are very strong, and after only a month of treatment, Xijing felt that his brain was dizzy and he couldn't remember things, and his hands and feet sometimes had cramps that didn't obey him.

Wu Zhixing wanted to come to visit Xijing several times, but was stopped by Jiang Lin's mother.

He came every day, and although he couldn't see Xijing, he could know from Jiang's mother's haggard demeanor that her condition must be very bad.

In the second month, Xijing had completely lost its autonomy, but its physical condition had indeed improved, and its cardiopulmonary function had rebounded significantly.

Wu Zhixing came to the hospital again to see Xijing, this time he was not blocked, he saw Xijing lying on the hospital bed and living by infusion of nutrient solution.

His eyes seemed to be open, and he didn't react to the light.

"......" he clenched his fists tightly, unable to accept that the top students in the eyes of everyone had become a waste that needed to be taken care of by someone to eat, drink and Lazar.

He thought that such a life might as well be dead.

Especially someone as strong and competitive as she is.

Wu Zhixing still understood her, grabbed her palm and rubbed it gently, writing with his fingertips in the palm of his hand, as for what was written, only he knew what he wrote.

"You're classmate Wu Zhixing, right?" A middle-aged man walked in at the door, it was Jiang Lin's father.

"Yes." Wu Zhixing looked at the other party cautiously and saw him take a letter out.

Wu Zhixing went to answer the letter, but subconsciously withdrew his hand, as if he was electrocuted.

He himself didn't know why, as if the letter would be something terrible, and there was an inexplicable familiarity and heartache for her letter.