The Creation Temple is waiting, waiting for the last three Creation Gods to be unsealed.
The Heavenly Demon Temple is waiting, waiting for Ye Ming's return, and waiting for the last third of the Holy City to be unblocked.
And Ye Ming is also waiting, waiting for eternity, to be completely reincarnated.
"This is the last life..."
In a certain space, Ye Ming looked at the old man's body lying on the ground and sighed softly.
This is the 9999th life. In another life, we will go through this cycle of reincarnation.
In ten thousand reincarnations, he has learned and learned too much. He has tasted almost every suffering in detail. This kind of pain almost made him lose his soul once.
That time, I really couldn't hold on.
"I wonder what will happen in the last life..."
Ye Ming took one last look at the world, waved his palm, a crack appeared, and stepped into it.
…
Qingjing City, Mohe Park.
The night was deep, starry, and dark clouds drifted in the wind, blocking the pale moonlight. It was misty, and it seemed like it was about to rain.
The lights in the park are a little dim, and couples can be seen walking hand in hand on the vibrant green lawn. Some elderly people are practicing dance in the square dozens of meters wide.
It is summer, and from 7 to 9 o'clock in the evening, Mohe Park is an extremely prosperous time. Vendors setting up stalls and open-air karaoke will all start selling in Mohe Park.
On a wooden chair in a corner, a man with disheveled hair, stubble all over his face, and somewhat cloudy eyes held a cigarette in his hand and took a few puffs from time to time.
His frowning brows and dirty face were incompatible with the extremely lively crowd at this time.
When the men and women coming and going saw the man, they couldn't help but take a few steps back and point.
The man didn't care about the discussion of these men and women. He picked up the remaining half of the beer next to him. After a few sips, he lowered his head again and smoked.
As time goes by, all this continues in a cycle.
Gradually, there were fewer and fewer people in the park, until finally, even the lights gradually went out, the sound disappeared, and time seemed to stand still. Only the man remained in that posture, sitting on the wooden chair, smoking.
drink wine.
rustle!
There was some hesitation and some hasty contradictory footsteps, breaking the tranquility here.
"Ye Ming."
The voice was a little hoarse, but with a hint of softness, and the tone was mixed with a little helplessness, a little excitement, and a little sigh.
The man's shoulders were shaken, but he did not raise his head. He just clamped the cigarette with his index finger, and the force unknowingly increased. The unfinished cigarette was slowly crushed by him and extinguished. Even the butt of the cigarette was a little hot to his hands, but he did not notice at all.
Sleep.
The footsteps sounded from far to near, and finally stopped in front of the man.
Although she didn't raise her head, she could still see the blue dress made of pure gauze. The dress was somewhat transparent, and her snow-white and delicate legs could be vaguely seen. Under the gauze dress, her white jade feet were glowing with a gleaming luster.
Wrapped in a pair of white Nanni sandals.
"One, two, three...thirty-eight."
The voice was soft, but mixed with deep sorrow. After a moment of pause, he said softly: "In four hours, you smoked thirty-eight cigarettes."
silence.
The man didn't seem to hear anything and picked up the beer bottle next to him. Suddenly he found that he had drunk all the box of beer he had brought in without even knowing it.
"Let's go home, okay?" The woman's voice was trembling, as if she was trying her best not to cry.
"go home?"
The man moved for a moment, then finally raised his head and stared at the woman's beautiful face. After looking at it for a long time, he suddenly smiled miserably and said, "Do I still have a home?"
The woman's delicate body trembled, and she took a few steps back. She tried her best to hold back her tears and said softly: "Ye Ming, what happened in the past is in the past. We should all make a beautiful starting point for the next half of our lives.
Don't you think so? Some things have passed and can never come back."
In the end, the woman still couldn't hold back. Before she finished speaking, her crystal eyes slowly slipped from her starry eyes.
"Qingya, don't cry."
The man slowly stood up and looked up at the beautiful woman in front of him, as if he wanted to imprint her face in his mind forever.
"We should all give ourselves and each other a beautiful starting point."
The man grinned, "I used to be depraved, unbearable, arrogant, and had no sense of responsibility. I know that I am not worthy of you."
The woman's shoulders were shaking constantly, and the tears in her eyes made two tear tracks along her fair and beautiful face.
"Today, the last day, the last night, I call you Qingya for the last time."
The man stepped forward slowly, ignoring his somewhat dirty hands, and gently wiped away the tears on the woman's face, and said softly: "I wish you happiness."
After saying that, the man looked at the woman again for a while, finally took a deep breath, turned around and left.
The woman's crying gradually changed from a whimper to a loud cry.
She really wanted to go up and hold him and tell him that she loved him very much and didn't want to leave him. But thinking of the past, for ten years, the woman's footsteps finally stopped.
On the Mohe Bridge, looking at the woman's disappearing figure in the darkness, the man's turbid eyes were a little red, his lips were biting tightly, and traces of blood slowly appeared on his lips. His clothes, which were already somewhat tattered, were unknowingly...
He pulled it to pieces.
"I'm getting married tomorrow..."
The man's face relaxed, and he seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He squatted on the ground and murmured: "Ye Ming, you are a waste, you are a loser! The girl who has been with you for ten years, in the end, still married
Give it to others, trash! Complete trash!"
"Boom~"
The sky, which was originally dark, suddenly thundered, silvery-white lightning flashed across the sky, and sparse raindrops began to fall slowly.
"God, even you see my joke, don't you?"
The man looked up at the sky, his face gradually getting wet from the rain, which seemed to be mixed with some crystal objects different from the rain.
His name is Ye Ming. After graduating from college, he accomplished nothing. He was addicted to online games and street fights all day long, so that now, the girl he has been with for ten years since his senior year is about to get married.
But this groom is not me...
When he heard the news that Wang Qingya was going to get married, Ye Ming felt a buzz in his head, and the world was spinning, as if he had been struck by lightning.
At this moment, he thought of every detail of the past ten years. He did not blame Wang Qingya for hiding from him and being with another man. He did not blame her for hiding from him and about to get married.
Because Wang Qingya has no choice, she needs money, needs to treat her brother's illness, and needs to pay for her sister's living expenses, but she is just a company employee with a monthly salary of more than 2,000!
Even though her monthly salary is more than 2,000, Wang Qingya still saves some to cover her own living expenses.
Ten years ago, she was so beautiful, so fresh and refined, so pitiful.
But at this time, he was so thin, even his face was a little pale, and he had a vague sense of illness.
She is too tired...
The first thing Ye Ming thought was that he was wrong, and once he made a mistake, it would last ten years!
In the past ten years, it was not that Wang Qingya had not talked to herself. She had told her softly, and she had also argued with him. Even though she knew that his brother was sick and that his sister needed money for school, she had never worked hard.
Everything in the past can't be undone. Those rumors, those accusations, pale in comparison to the pain in Ye Ming's heart at this moment.
"You're thirty-three, Qingya, you really should get married..."
Suddenly, Ye Ming was shaken all over.
He walked in the pouring rain, looked around quietly, and quietly recalled some memories that he wanted to remember but were a little vague.
This scene, this heartbreaking pain, he seemed to have experienced at some point in time.
"laugh!!!"
An extremely harsh sound rang in his ears. Ye Ming's mind was shaken, and he suddenly raised his head and looked in front of him.
He heard clearly that it was the sound of emergency braking.
At the same time, a tingling feeling came to my mind, and together with this tingling feeling, came memories that were gradually recovering.
He searched around, but the Ferrari that should have appeared in front of him did not exist.
The arrogant rich second generation and the coquettish woman in his memory did not appear either.
Ye Ming felt a sharp pain in his mind for no reason. He held his head and rolled on the ground. At this moment, countless memories hit his head like a flood of water. It seemed that there was too much information, which made him feel a little confused for a moment.
Can't accept it.
"Qingya, system, five major airspaces, Temple of Creation..."
The severe pain slowly disappeared after lasting for more than half an hour, and as the severe pain disappeared, Ye Ming's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"My name is Ye Ming, I am Ye Ming!"
"This life is not reincarnation, but..."
Ye Ming's eyes flashed: "It's resurrection! It's rebirth!"
He stood up suddenly and ran towards the distance.
He remembered where Wang Qingya lived after they separated from him. He remembered that after he was reborn, Wang Qingya committed suicide...
He remembered that he had strength that no one on earth could match, and a speed that no one could catch up with. He tried to speed up, but it was in vain.
After reincarnation and resurrection, he is still just an ordinary person.
Running all the way, Ye Ming almost used the fastest speed in his life, flying rapidly in the heavy rain. His heartbeat had reached the limit that the human body could bear. Even he could clearly feel that if he continued like this,
It will definitely be exhausting to death.
However, he did not hesitate, without any pause, and shuttled through countless roads, causing waves of car horns and angry curses.
He fell down and got up quickly.
He hit someone, didn't apologize, and kept running.
Even in reincarnation, he doesn't want the pain of the past to happen again. He wants to prevent Wang Qingya from getting married, and he wants to prevent his woman from being defiled by other men.
He wants to tell Wang Qingya - I love you and have always loved you!