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"You are cowardly!" Gong Qinghan glared at him fiercely.

Luo Ziye smiled and didn't speak.

It is not cowardly to die for those you are protecting......

"In the past thirteen years, I have never known what cherishing is, I have been fatherless and motherless since I was a child, I have been abandoned since I was a child, I don't care about anything, I don't have much concept of life, whether it is dead or alive, I don't care."

"I've been with you for three years, I'm very happy, although you always murdered me at the beginning, although for more than two years, you didn't want to say a word to me, but you were the first one I wanted to protect with my life."

"If you're in danger, then for me, life that doesn't have meaning anymore will be even more meaningless."

"I want you to live......"

“…… Don't think that if you die for me, I will remember you, if you dare to die, I will hate you for the rest of my life. ”

In the past three years, she has long forgotten what family affection is and what warmth is, and she finally began to accept him, if he dies, she will hate him.

They will hate themselves even more.

Three years ago, she watched the people she cared about die in front of her one by one...... She didn't want to go through it again.

Looking at the tears and anger flashing in her eyes, Luo Ziye smiled, and that was enough.

Luo Ziye clenched the knife in his hand and counted the time......

Looking at Gong Qinghan's eyes, his eyes were full of reluctance and unwillingness.

"Cold, take care of yourself!"

“…… Don't you dare! Gong Qinghan's voice choked, and he struggled to stand up, but he didn't have any strength in his body.

Luo Ziye closed her eyes, as long as she died, everything was over, and she could leave the island.

Luo Ziye's hand holding the knife was raised, and the tip of the knife stabbed hard into his heart.

"Lhotse Night!" Gong Qinghan roared.

Seeing that the tip of the knife was about to pierce into his body, the radio sounded again:

"Twenty people remaining, it's time, it's over!"

At the same time as the broadcast sounded, the tip of the knife had already pierced into his skin, but fortunately, Luo Ziye stopped in time, only piercing about half a centimeter.

Luo Ziye froze, a little incredulous, and Gong Qinghan was also stunned.

After a while, Luo Ziye reacted and pulled out the knife: "...... We survived! ”

Gong Qinghan glared at him fiercely and didn't speak.

But the heart is like a roller coaster, falling in a straight line.

Luo Ziye threw the knife on the ground and ran towards Gong Qinghan excitedly.

Gong Qinghan grabbed a handful of pebbles casually and threw Luo Ziye away.

Luo Ziye didn't care, covered the position of his heart, and squatted in front of Gong Qinghan: "It's painful!" ”

"It's good to be dead!" Gong Qinghan yelled at him, but his eyes turned red.

Luo Ziye smiled and put Gong Qinghan on his back: "We can go out of the island!" ”

Dejima?

Gong Qing's cold eyes flashed, and there was a tangle in the bottom of his eyes.

Luo Ziye carried Gong Qinghan on his back and walked towards the training base, and along the way, they saw a lot of corpses.

Gong Qinghan lay on the back of Luo Ziye, looking at the dead companions on the ground who were about the same age as her, and her cold eyes struggled with all the struggles:

Stepping on the corpse of a companion to get out is really torture.

Even if she leaves the island in the future, the souls of these people will be with her, and the blood on her hands will never be washed away.

Along the way, I didn't meet any other living companions,

When I returned to the training base, I finally saw a living person.

All the adjudicators were there, and the eighteen companions who were in danger,

Their situation is not much better than that of Gong Qinghan and Luo Ziye.

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