The child was pushed aside by him, leaning against a big tree, and staring at him in a daze.
He suddenly turned over, jumped onto the dragon horse and waved his whip.
My body spread far and far in the night sky: "I won...hahaha, I won... in the end, I won...Honger, remember, you will always be my hope!!!"
The child listened to his voice for no reason, and the feeling of sadness came from it became stronger. He seemed to understand something and rushed up immediately: "Wait...Who are you? Who are you? You answer me...Who are you exactly?"
?”
He did not answer.
The dragon horse has completely disappeared into the night sky.
Behind me, the mountains echoed, and the wind blew the question far and wide.
"Who are you? Who are you?"
Another fishy smell in his throat.
It's like my own broken life.
When I was young, I was trembling in order to keep my position;
When adults, they were trembling in order to keep their love.
After having a son, I was trembling in order to win a marriage.
After having ideals and political views, I was trembling for my own nation and my followers.
However, if you make a mistake, you will never save anything.
At the most critical moment of every step, the power to dominate everything is lost.
He suddenly slowed down.
It was a cry in the dark night.
It's like an illusion.
It seems real and illusory, and it is still in my ears. The other party is as afraid to face it as he is to Honger.
He pulled his horse and was full of panic.
Whose voice is that?
Once upon a time, it was a god who was lofty, a hero and idol that I looked up to. I was afraid of and loved characters since I was a child. Even my personality, a certain part of my habits, and the woman I fell in love with were the same as him. Everything was
Involuntarily imitating him—including revenge.
Unfortunately, imitation is imitation after all, and can never be surpassed.
It turned into Dong Shi Xiaopin.
In a moment, heaven and hell, failure and fallacy.