"Husband, shall we go sit over there for a while?" Gu Lianlian pointed to the empty bench where the two tourists had just left.

Mo Shaozhen bowed slightly, took her hand, and went to sit down on the empty bench, pressing his temples with his fingers.

Gu Lianlian sat in front of him, took out the thermos cup from his backpack, unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup, and handed the hot water to his mouth: "Drink some hot water, it may be better." ”

"There are so many images that go through my head." Mo Shaozhen refused the kindness of drinking water.

Gu Lianlian was suddenly excited: "Did you remember the memories of the past?" ”

Every time her husband transferred her illness, she could remember something, Gu Lianlian's hands closed nervously: "What do you remember?" Does it have anything to do with me? Or is it related to Rongrong? ”

Mo Shaozhen didn't speak, his mind was full of Rongrong's voice, and his head was about to explode.

Mo Shaozhen closed his eyes, and his mind was full of Rongrong's pictures.

Rong Rong in the picture is not as lively as he is now, sick, his face is very white, although he is thin, but he is not ugly.

He lay weakly on the hospital bed, covered his ears with his hands, looked like he didn't want to listen to any persuasion, and said irritably:

"Ahhh I'd rather stay sick forever for a few hundred years than lose your ......"

Mo Shaozhen saw himself, standing in front of the hospital bed, using both soft and hard measures, but he couldn't persuade Rong Ronghou, and finally promised: "I promise, after you recover, I won't die!" ”

Rong Rong roared in pain: "What guarantee do you take?" At the beginning, I tried my best to summon you, and my wish was for you to protect me until I was healed, and once I recovered, you would end your life because of the completion of your mission and return to nothingness, brother, do you know? ”

"Take her." He saw himself on the screen, his fair and slender fingertips pinching a picture of a girl.

Rong Rong was skeptical: "How can she keep you from dying?" Brother, don't lie to me, although she is my savior, she is also your terminator! ”

"Terminator? That's not necessarily, but don't you know that the rest of my life is the beginning of a new mission? ”

When the words fell, I heard a distant cry for help from the picture: "Help...... Help, who's going to save me......"

It was a dark night, he followed the sound, in the middle of the night on the street, saw a girl lying in a pool of blood, stretched out her hand with difficulty, towards the dark night, helpless cry: "Who will save me, please, come to save me, save me, pull me...... No matter who it is, I will definitely be grateful to you, I will definitely repay you, I will definitely ...... Woohoo......"

Seeing the girl lying in a pool of blood, Mo Shaozhen's heart suddenly hurt.

Although it was just a picture, it was so real that it pierced his heart.

He saw himself in the picture, wearing a black coat, walking towards the girl in the picture step by step, calm and calm.

When he walked in, the girl grabbed his arm: "Save me......"

When he saw himself on the picture, he looked at his most beloved girl almost ruthlessly, his face was full of rejection, and his voice was so sharp that he couldn't wait to rush into the picture and beat his alienated and indifferent self hard!

This is your most beloved girl, and you even said to her, "It may not be a blessing for you to provoke me." Are you sure you want me to save you? ”