Professor Zhuang hesitated for a moment, and finally turned off the communicator again.

On the contrary, in the sleep room, in this matter, Fang Qingchen, who has always insisted on acting willfully and not caring about the rules, his expression became a little solemn, his eyes fixed on Ah Han's face, and he asked slowly: "Ah Han...... You...... Is it really just for this? ”

Ah Han slowly raised his head, his gaze a little hollow: "What do you think I can do?" ”

Fang Qingchen was speechless.

yes, what else could Han, have he done? What must be Di Jiu's death is not the school rules, but the law. It is automatically executed by the main computer, and no one can fight against it, and there is absolutely no one who can change the laws of the Time and Space Bureau.

Even if it is himself, he can't find a half-hole to exploit, not to mention, Ah Han, he will never lie.

"Han, I'm a wayward person."

In front of others, although Fang Qingchen always has a tough attitude, but now facing the party Ahan, his heart is still a little apprehensive after all: "For me, it is better to live than to die happily, in order to seek an understanding, a happiness, no matter what kind of price I pay, I will feel that it is due." ”

The current choice should be his responsibility, so no matter what the result is, he will eventually admit it and bear the consequences that follow: "It was I who made the decision and brought Di Jiu into this place of death, and it was I who insisted on forcing you to go back and look at these old things." For me. This is a natural choice. But for you, I do this, in the end...... I don't know if I'm helping you or hurting you. I'm sorry if I had imposed my own way of doing things on you. ”

Han didn't say a word, just sat down next to the sleeping pod.

The sleeping pod of the small building, which comes with its own repair system, is not very powerful. The time spent on Di Jiu's scanning treatment was relatively long. Therefore, Han can sit beside him, slowly guard, wait, watch, and let this strange feeling of reversal and dislocation permeate his heart.

He stared at Di Jiu silently.

Even if he lost consciousness, the person's expression was still a little uneasy. The eyebrows were still slightly frowned. （

In the last moments before he fell, did he ...... Remains...... Carrying it for me

Han's heart was confused, and he said softly, "Light dust...... I hate you. I also hate Zhang Minxin. I hate the professor, I hate Xiaorong, I hate Jinjie, I actually hate all the people I know and I know. ”

Fang Qingchen smiled bitterly: "I know." ”

"But I also know that I'm just angry."

Han bowed his head quietly. Quietly looking at the people in the sleeping pod. There was endless confusion in his eyes, and the wind and thunder that had once surged had all subsided.

"Unfortunate people are always prone to anger the whole world. Regardless of whether this anger is justified or not, he will always feel that the whole world has lost him and lost him. Therefore, whether it is the one who treats him well or the one who treats him badly, is in his heart. and they all became bad guys. I hate Zhang Minxin, I hate her for pulling me to do this topic, I hate Xiaorong, I hate why he can be so tolerant and kind, he himself has been executed, but he still has to persuade me. I hate professors...... I hate him for sitting idly by and watching all the misery of my land. But he didn't do anything, and I hated Di Yi. Why, he wants to be good to me, why, he wants me to look forward to the good things in this world, of course, what I hate the most must be his ......"

Han gently reached out and pressed his hand against the glass cover of the sleeping compartment, moving gently, almost as if he was caressing the person through the space.

"Now, I know that the anger I was at the beginning was actually just a misunderstanding. It turns out that everything has another hidden story. He didn't fail me, he didn't harm me, but he endured so many things to save me. But I willfully indulged my mental power out of control, and let the few people in this world who care about me the most suffer a lot. I took away all their happiness, I ruined their free life, I made them waste so much time, all their energy, on me. ”

Very, very slightly, Ah Han shook his head, and there seemed to be a wry smile on his lips, and quietly swept over: "Seriously, in fact, only I am responsible for them, and not for them." Not to mention you...... Qingchen, whether it's you, Xiaorong, or Jinjie, when I had an accident, although you didn't immediately lend a hand, it was only because it was the rules of Xiaolou, and it was only because, as you all know, I am not actually in any danger, and it can't be said because of this, you are really indifferent and ruthless. If you think about the past 700 years, how many lives have I ...... Actually, it's always you who help me. It's you who have been planning for me, thinking about me. It was you who racked your brains to design my martial arts appearance, and you wanted me to suffer less damage. And I've never bothered to care about you. ”

"No one is born to owe me, and no one is born to be a cow or a horse for me, and to worry about me. Qingchen, obviously no one in this world has ever failed me, and I know very well that I have no reason to hate anyone at all, but ......"

He finally slowly raised his head and looked at Fang Qingchen, his eyes showing despair: "However, the truth can be said on the lips, but it may not really work." Qingchen, I obviously understand everything, I understand everything, but my heart ......" He raised his hand and pointed at his heart: "My heart has changed." ”

What happened happened after all, and the love and hatred that used to be loved and hated will never disappear immediately because the so-called misunderstanding will be exposed. The porcelain bowl that fell on the ground, even if it was picked up again, would eventually be broken. And those incomparably strong hatred, pain, anger, hatred, so many negative emotions, once completely dominated his thoughts, so that even now, he already knew that everything was just a mistake, and it was impossible to immediately turn them into love, joy, warmth, and gratitude.

Since a piece of clothing has been dyed with soap, how can it be washed cleanly!

Seven generations of people, he learned to love, but also learned to hate, the red dust turned over, he had persistence, also had obsession, such a life, such a world, once clear eyes, little by little, became complex and deep and indifferent, to the present, even if all those truths, all unfolded in front of him, can barely erase that little cold, but already so deep eyes, how can they return to clear and innocent.

"Qingchen, I know, it's me who is wrong, it's me who is very unreasonable. However, I still have a grudge against you, for the entire Xiaolou, and for many, many people, and I ...... him" He lowered his head again and glanced at Di Jiu quickly.

"I ...... to him It's impossible to go back. ”

Nonsense divider-

Secretary Brown: Happy Valentine's Day! The photos of Nalan's baby have been posted on the Internet! The link is in the public version of the chapter. And then Han and 9's ...... That one...... Hehe, I think it will be better to uncover the mystery tomorrow, wipe the sweat.