"Give me... Here's one too..."

Smelling the smell of smoke, Sun Wen turned his head, looked at Zhao Zicheng, and smiled weakly.

"Will you smoke?"

Zhao Zicheng pursed his lips.

Sun Wen shook his head slightly: "No..."

"I won't fart!"

"My heart is still bleeding, and I'm in the mood to smoke?"

"I'm afraid I'll die slowly."

Zhao Zicheng still said angrily and glared at Sun Wen.

Sun Wen was still laughing: "Total... Always taste... Try it, I'm going to die, I still care about the life of these few minutes, besides... You... Aren't you and won't? ”

As he spoke, Sun Wen slowly stretched out his hand, 'snatched' the cigarette case from Zhao Zicheng's hand, and lit one.

"It's not like in the novel, where smoking one can relieve stress..."

"Sure enough, most of the words in this world are still based on reality, mixed with the author's own idealization."

Sun Wen's smile was a little bitter, and he casually threw the cigarette on the ground.

"I seem... It seems to know why the rest of my life is still ... It's not here yet..."

"Maybe for the rest of my life, my injuries, after his efforts, and... There is a way to save. ”

A flash of surprise flashed in Sun Wen's eyes.

"It seems that I won't even survive for five hours..."

Sun Wen whispered softly.

Zhao Zicheng listened to Sun Wen's words, his body stiffened, as if he had reacted to something, and he got up suddenly, but in the air, a majestic aura froze him in place, and he could only watch Sun Wen raise his hand again, facing the direction of the camera, and slapped his palm on his heart.

The dagger shot out, stabbing into the wall.

And Sun Wen's chest was bursting with a blood mist.

"Meridians..."

"It should be completely broken..."

"Even if it is nourished by the aura of Jiujue, in half an hour, I will still die..."

"For the rest of my life..."

"You don't have a chance... There's no chance of saving me. ”

"If, if you still recognize me as a friend, come here..."

"I hope you can take me to see the scenery farther away..."

Sun Wen's face was as pale as paper, and he even became weak when he spoke, leaning back on the chair weakly, looking at the air with his eyes intent, completely without any strength.

The aura shackles in mid-air dissipated.

Zhao Zicheng fell to the ground, his body trembled, stared at Sun Wen, and opened his mouth several times, wanting to scold something, but he stubbornly held back the words back into his mouth.

Only a tear dripped from the corner of his eye.

"For the rest of my life, I... I don't know what happened between you..."

"But the old grandson... Lao Sun is already dying! ”

"Come back..."

"One last look at him!"

"At least... At least don't let this matter become an eternal regret in your heart. ”

After a while, Zhao Zicheng snatched a camera, aimed it at his face, said in a hoarse voice.

At this time, the atmosphere on this rooftop seems so oppressive.

Although these reporters are no longer bound by aura, they still dare not speak.

These people in the 140th class are like angry lions, and each of them is exuding terrifying energy fluctuations.

After Zhao Zicheng finished yelling, he put the camera back weakly, and he staggered to the ground, not saying a word, and was extremely silent.

Time still passes.

Ten minutes later...

In the distance, a thin figure flashed away, and the next moment it had appeared on the rooftop, looking at Sun Wen silently.

The two looked at each other.

Sun Wen came back to his senses, looked at him, and smiled: "You're here..."

"Hmm."

Yu Sheng was silent, and finally nodded slightly.

"I won the bet..."

"I knew you weren't going to leave the Terrans, because you... You're going to worry about me, so... So stay in the Terrans and pay attention in secret..."

Sun Wen's smile became brighter and brighter, like a child!

At this moment, the eyes of Zhao Zicheng and several people also fell on the rest of their lives, and in the end, only silence remained.

"My..."

"I'm running out of time..."

"But to be able to do it in the most... In the last hours, with you... Together..."

"No regrets..."

Sun Wen looked around, there was no fear of death in his eyes, only the purest joy.

"It's time to go..."

Sun Wen smiled, then raised his head again and looked at the sky in front of him: "Grandpa, I know, you have always been there!" ”

"The Sun family..."

"This vein, come to me, it's broken!!"

"I'm sorry!"

"But..."

"My grandson Wen, I didn't give it to our Sun family, it's a shame to !!"

"Never!"

Sun Wen's shouts continued to echo in mid-air, and even the white clouds were a little shaken away.