Chapter 239: Huo Cheng is jealous
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The lord of the castle narrowed his eyes, and his tone was inexplicable, "What a clean child," and the words changed, "Don't you hate?" β
Her eyebrows were raised, her delicate and somewhat dazzling facial features suddenly changed slightly, her slender and demonic phoenix eyes revealed a little malice, and her thin crimson lips brought a hint of wanton smile.
The boy was stunned.
The person in front of him seemed to have changed all of a sudden.
No, it seems that the disguise has been removed, and now this appearance is the real him.
She tilted her head slightly, as if a demon had finally stretched out her claws, slowly retracted the hunting net, and pushed the prey into the trap little by little.
"From the beginning, you didn't get to live a normal life. When the other kids are having fun, you can just lie in bed and watch them chase each other.
Perhaps, in the daily loss, you gradually get used to this way of life, reading in the house, resting in bed, learning not to go out, and learning not to cause trouble to your parents.
But do you really have no complaints? You've run on the grass outside, and you've felt the feeling of exuberance, but your illness has deprived you of your freedom forever.
You become fragile, you become like a fragile porcelain doll, your life is passing all the time, and you don't even know what will come to an end.
Death may come in the next moment.
Aren't you afraid? What seems to others to be a long and free life has become short and painful for you.
It's because of your illness, because of your illness that you become so miserable, because of your illness, that your parents have to risk their lives for you in the last days.
You haven't seen those monsters, have you? It's ugly and scary, and your parents have to face those monsters every day for you.
When you run out of the hospital alone, when you want to find a place to face death alone, it's not like you don't hate.
If you had a healthy body, you wouldn't have to face this life, you wouldn't have to suffer from illness, you wouldn't have to feel guilty. β
The boy's eyelashes were trembling.
His eyes were dark and pure,
The lord of the castle couldn't help but gasp, his eyes full of excitement.
Soon, those eyes will be as dark as hers.
It must be a beautiful color.
The feeling of dragging people into the abyss and falling together is really refreshing.
"Yes, I hate my body."
The boy's somewhat hoarse voice sounded.
The lord of the castle smiled with satisfaction, his ears slightly tilted, and motioned for him to continue.
"I don't want to stay in the hospital room all the time. I didn't like the nurses who took care of me at all, and I didn't want to see my parents. β
The city lord raised his eyebrows, originally thought it was a little black lotus, but it turned out to be an overlord flower?
"The suffocating smell filled the ward, and it reminded me all the time that my life had a time limit and would come to an abrupt end at some point.
I also don't like nurses and doctors, who, though they have prolonged my life, always carry pity and sympathy in their eyes, like looking at a fragile flower that will wither at any moment, and my life seems to them to be only an insignificant speck of dust. For them, I'm just an expensive client. There was no affection between me and them, they continued my life, and my parents paid them money. For them, my death was just a loss of money for the hospital.
I don't want to see my parents either. They loved me so much, so much that I couldn't bear it. They desperately want me to live, and they're willing to pay any price for it, even β they're going to have another child, and use that child to save me.
Aren't all lives equal? Why can they plan a child's life so easily? Don't they feel cruel to that unborn child?
Why don't I even have the right to choose death?
Every time I saw their gazes, I felt heavy, so heavy that I couldn't breathe.
I've worked hard for my body, and I want to live forever.
But - I really can't do it, this body, as if it was born with a timed time, will collapse when the time comes.
The treatment was really painful, and I was suffering every moment of my life that ordinary people couldn't bear, so why couldn't I have been relieved sooner? Didn't you say you love me? Why are you reluctant to let me go? Is it true that loving me is making me suffer day after day? β
The Castle Lord's smile slowly faded, and her gaze was a little dazed, as if she was lost in thought.
The boy didn't stop.
He looked at the girl sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes gentle.
"You know what? I've fantasized countless times about what the person who saved me would be like. I always hear them call you Dr., and I thought you would be a very old person, but I didn't expect you to be so young, and even look about my age. β
He chuckled lightly, a little helplessness in his eyes.
"My body seems to have stopped developing a long time ago, and I am still a child when I am almost an adult, just like a child who has not grown up."
His hand reached out and gently grabbed the corner of the girl's clothes.
"What do you want from me?"
The girl's eyelashes twitched slightly, then returned to normal, her chin was raised slightly, and she asked with arrogance in her bones, "What do you think, what do I want?" β
The boy's thin, somewhat disjointed body moved slightly, and his eyes were still gentle.
"I don't know, but whatever you want, as long as I have it, I can give it to you, even if you want this body to use for research, you can do it."
The girl's eyes narrowed slightly, the sharpness in her eyes flashed, and her tone was full of doubt.
"Why is it so good to me? You don't like the nurses and doctors who take care of you all day, you don't like the parents who are willing to give everything for you, why are you so good to me? β
The boy coughed and pressed his chest, his face pale, "You're wrong, I just don't like to see my parents, but I still love them, it's just that I can't respond to their love." β
"I don't want to face them because they want it, and I can't afford it."
"They clearly know that I can't live anymore, but they insist that I hold on and keep living, and you are different, you didn't force me to live, you let me live a life I want to live, you make me feel that I am a person, a person who has the right to choose the continuation or termination of life.
To thank you, I can give everything I have. β
The girl suddenly smiled, and her face was amazing.
"It turns out that I read it wrong, you are really clean."
I thought it was an overlord flower, but it turned out to be a little white lotus that was not born?
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