In the early morning, after a night of wind and sand, Begobald and Monk Bujie were blocked by Dong Chen at the door of the Despair.
"What are those two women doing?" With his squinting eyes shining, Bergobald peered behind Dongchen, regardless of whether he could see through the closed car door.
Dongchen looked at him, thought about it silently, and decided to tell the truth: "I did it to the three of them."
A dry wind blew past with dry sand and dust.
The funny expression turned into surprise, then into disbelief, and then into anger. Bergobald's usually smiling face turned black and livid: "You, say, what?"
"I said, I got rid of the three of them."
The fist hit by the strong wind hit the bridge of his nose. Dongchen, who did not make any defensive posture, flew out on the spot. Bang! He hit the wall of the car, and before he could slide down, he was choked by Bergbird:
"Anne is just a child, how could you do that to her! Ah?... Do you know how unfortunate she is? How could you be so cruel as to hurt her? Tell me... tell me..."
Trembling, grief-stricken and angry, Bergobold shed tears, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes. Unknowingly, blood dripped from his bitten lip.
Dongchen looked at the man in front of him who was trembling with anger, with a look of madness in his eyes, and stared into his eyes steadily: "If it were possible, I wouldn't want to. But I've done it, how can you still let me do it?
How am I?"
"You are a beast!"
With blood floating at the corner of his mouth, he turned to the side, with the salty blood foam passing over his groggy head. Dongchen continued to stare at Bergbird's bloodshot eyes without dodge: "You can say whatever you want to me, it's wrong.
I did it. The only thing I can do is to take care of Annie for the rest of my life. I swear in the name of my ancestor Can Yang that I will take care of her for the rest of my life."
"Take care of her for the rest of your life?" The tears flowing from the corners of his eyes gradually turned bright red. Bergbird was crying blood!
"Dongchen, the thing I regret most in my life is being blind and saving this beast like you."
There was no trace of anger in his eyes, only indestructible determination. Dongchen looked solemn: "Begobert, I owe you, and I owe Annie even more. I will spend my whole life repaying it, whether you are willing or not. I will take care of Annie."
lifetime."
"I don't need him!"
A punch hit Dongchen's cheek, and Bergobold raised his fist crazily.
A series of bang! bang! muffled sounds drowned out the roar of the wind and sand.
Dongchen frowned silently. He turned his head to the right side and straightened his body. It wasn't until Bergbird was tired from beating that he vomited blood and spoke: "I don't know the past between you and Annie. But since you are willing
If you come out and go crazy with us, then you must have your own difficulties. I can promise you that no matter what you want to do, I will support you unconditionally."
"Who do you think you are? Damn God?" There were two lines of blood tears hanging from the corners of Bergobold's eyes, and he gasped for breath: "Don't let him talk to me with such a pity tone. You don't admire me! Do you know?
?You don’t admire it!”
"This is not pity." Dongchen's tone was firm and sincere: "This is a promise from a friend."
"Friends? Bullshit friends. Promises? Fuck your promises."
Raising his arm, Dongchen took action for the first time today. He tightly grasped the fist thrown by Bergobold, stared directly at him, and slowly released his hand: "You can fight as you like, until you
Fight until you have enough. If you don't have enough, you can chop me with a knife. As long as you can lead the team out, I will give you my life."
"You threaten me?" Bergobold's head was shaking with anger.
Dongchen looked at him calmly: "This is not a threat. This is a fact! Do you understand the facts? In this damn world, there are always some facts that we don't want to admit, but we must admit. I don't want to hurt Annie either, I never
I never thought I would hurt her, but I just did it!"
His red eyes were shining with resignation and regret.
Bergobald looked at Dongchen with violent eyes and clenched his fists loudly. Just when he wanted to beat Dongchen again, a clear and hoarse child's voice stopped him.
"Uncle, don't hit your brother anymore. Anne doesn't blame her brother. Really, it's not his fault."
I don't know when the car door opened, and Christina stood quietly at the door holding Annie. The little angel's face was pale, her brows were furrowed, and her two little hands were clutching her clothes. She was obviously in pain, but she forced herself to smile.
Bergobold knocked Dongchen away with one punch.
"Annie, can dad take you away? Let's leave here and find a place to live a good life. Dad promises that he will never let you be harmed again, never."
Shaking his head slowly, the little angel buried his head in Christina's arms, leaving only two little braids fluttering in the wind.
Dongchen slowly got up in the sand: "Bagobird, let me say it again, I will take care of Annie for the rest of her life. No matter what she wants to do, I will do it for her, even if it costs me my life. This is me
, a promise as a man. Whether you believe it or not, I will not allow you to take her away. Because that is suicide."
"Do you really think you are powerful? Do you think you are omnipotent?" Bergobold turned around with a look of ridicule and contempt: "You are at best a fourth-level human being, no...a rubbish of a fifth-level human being.
Even if you use that life-threatening method, you are just a bad guy who has risen from the bottom. What capital do you have to guarantee it, and what do you know?"
"Uncle, I don't want it."
Seeing Bergbird stretching his hand to his chest, Anne turned around secretly and said anxiously: "No! Uncle, don't do that. Anne is fine. She really doesn't blame her brother. Really, please, please don't do that."
The muddy blood and tears flowed down again in grief and anger. Bergobold stared at Anne with a face full of pleading, opened his mouth, gritted his teeth, turned around with a face full of remorse, and kicked up the sand crazily.
"Follow me." Looking at Dongchen expressionlessly, Christina hugged Annie and walked back to the car.
The morning sun shone on him without a trace of warmth. Facing the dry-smelling wind and sand, Dong Chen walked with heavy steps toward the car door that represented the trial.
A strange fragrance entered his nose, Dongchen smiled brightly, and his lower body swelled. In the remaining charming breath, he couldn't help but think of the madness last night.
In order to cover up his embarrassment, the guy stepped aside slightly and quietly glanced at the little fairy. Ai Weier was curled up helplessly, sitting in the corner of the bed and leaning against the cold car wall, with a pale and pretty face, looking stupid.
They were like puppets. Looking at the eyes of the culprit that had lost their luster, Dong Chen felt a trace of unbearable feeling in his heart for some reason.
"I should hate her. Yes, I should hate her. But why can't I get angry? Is it because she is beautiful? Or is it because I have a dark heart?"
A strong sense of guilt filled his heart. Dongchen was in a state of confusion, but also felt a little bit uncontrollably happy.
"What are you going to do?" The green cat eyes were calm, showing no trace of happiness or anger. Dongchen opened his mouth, thought for a while, gritted his teeth and spit out two words: "It's cool."
Pulling the corners of his bloody mouth, he held his chest and walked to Christina. Regardless of whether she objected, Dongchen hugged her plump body in his arms, and at the same time hugged Annie, who had a red face.
Sit on your lap.
"No matter what you two think, now that things have happened, as an upright man, I will naturally take on the responsibility of taking care of you." Dongchen looked at Christina calmly, then looked at Anne with pity, and solemnly declared:
"I will treat you well all my life, and I want to marry you as my wife."