Jian Su was not interested in the cooperation project that Lu Zhenqian and Lou Heche were talking about at all, but Lou Heche was quite interested in it and even nodded in agreement several times, which was rare. He had the attitude of a hero cherishing his hero.
It didn't take long for Jian Su to fall asleep in Lou Heche's arms. Jian Su would occasionally blink, but most of the time she would stay asleep, like a sleepy little pig.
Lou Heche moved her to a position where you were comfortable and I was comfortable, and then continued the discussion with Lu Zhenqian.
When Lu Zhenqian asked about Jian Su, Lou Heche said hesitantly: "She left Bra City. I don't know the specific whereabouts. Your Excellency the President will know better."
The person in his arms murmured a few words when she heard the name Jian Su. Lou Heche rubbed her face in a funny way and asked her to continue sleeping.
Lu Zhenqian was immersed in the news that Jian Su was not in Bra City, and for a while he didn't pay attention to all the things that were wrong with Lou Heche.
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The sound of gunshots was chaotic and the smell of gunpowder smoke spread throughout the room. Jian Su touched her boots with one hand and smiled slightly on her face.
The man next to her was in a state of martial law. Jian Su would occasionally look at him worriedly, and then receive a few words of comfort from him.
The smell of blood became thicker and thicker. Jian Su bowed her body as if to avoid the stray bullet, but the man beside her suddenly grabbed her and placed her in front of him.
A bullet came towards Jian Su quickly, at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye.
Before Jian Su could react, she was shot in the chest. Fortunately, it hit the heart. Unfortunately, she lost too much blood in a short period of time.
The man threw Jian Su aside, who was shielding him, and then took out his pistol and fought back. There were many people around him protecting him, but he spared no effort to look at the injured Jian Su.
Jian Su wiped the sweat from her forehead and fell to the ground. Before she was hit by a stray bullet again, she neatly pulled out the pistol in her boot. The loaded pistol fired several shots in a row.
Instead of aiming at the man's heart, Jian Su aimed at his head. After these days of crouching undercover, she knew that this man was so perverted that he would wear several pieces of body armor at any time, so the best area to attack was him.
's head.
Bang, bang, bang... seven rounds of bullets hit several people to varying degrees, but the one Jian Su wanted to hit repeatedly dodged her attacks.
There was still one last bullet in the pistol. Jian Su, who was shivering due to excessive blood loss, leaned forward when being helped up, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the back of the man's head.
She didn't expect what happened today, but she had to accept that man's life. After knowing who the person who killed her father was that day, how much price did she pay to successfully appear next to that man?
She would never, never waste this opportunity.
The bullet penetrated the flesh, and Jian Su saw with her own eyes that the man had been shot and fell, and the other man's cold eyes hissed at her.
That look almost...wanted to swallow her up.
But she was not afraid, not at all. The only thing Jian Su wanted to do at the moment was to laugh, whether it was hysterical laughter or a slight curl of her lower lip. She wanted to celebrate this rare joy.
The man struggled and trembled, his vagina burst out, and blood flowed across his face. Then someone else rushed to shoot him several times. Most of the shooters were the enemies of the man who came to the door.
With nowhere to go, no way to survive, that man's game was over. After Jian Su was overjoyed, her eyes gradually became cold and empty.
"Miss Jian, Miss Jian, can you hear me? We are responsible for transferring you out..."
Jian Su could no longer hear what the soldiers around her were saying, and slowly only darkness remained in her mind, like the lonely and clean black scene at the end of a movie. There were no subtitles, no sound, just pure blackness.
"Quick, where is the military doctor?"
She was wandering around in the dream, but outside of the dream she was a stranger. Someone was giving her emergency treatment, and cold instruments entered her skin. Jian Jian couldn't feel the pain, but she seemed to be able to see the doctors racing against time to save her.
, I saw the nurses saying that she had no sense of survival.
Is she dead or still alive?
In fact, when this moment came, she suddenly wanted to regret it - she didn't want to die, she wanted to live for a few more years, even for a few days.
Death was spread out in front of her so clearly that Jian Su's consciousness came back for a moment, and then she heard herself saying: "Take me back, take me home, I want to go back...Bula."
Bra City, the capital of this country, from when she was born to when she grew up, she rarely left that land. Now, she should be leaving, right? Then before she died, she really wanted to go back and take a good breath.
The air of La City, the land where daddy once was glorious.
"Ms. Jane, it's not appropriate for you to..." A doctor tried to advise her.
Jian Su couldn't see the doctor's face, her eyes were blurry, the scenery was shaking, and the ceiling was shaking.
I can only repeat it again and again: "Take me back to Bura, where my roots are."
"I want to die there, my home, the place closest to daddy."
"Take me back."
"Let me go back."
Almost obsessive.
Finally, it was dispersed in the wind, and no one knew who was sighing.
Lou Heechul did not go to the Ministry of National Defense base that afternoon because he received a call from the presidential office. The person who called him was the presidential assistant. Lou Heechul felt very heavy when he put down the phone.
An inexplicable, unbearable weight.
At the same time, the little soul who seemed to be in poor mental condition woke up from his sleep.
The little soul began to cry without warning.
Her cry was not loud, but it made Lou Heche feel a certain powerlessness and a certain distress that he couldn't help himself.
"She is about to die, I feel it, she is about to die... Wuwuwu, Susu doesn't want her to die..."
Lou Xiche didn't know what mysterious connection existed between the little soul and Jian Su. At this moment, he could only hug his little wife and comfort her softly, saying not to cry, not to cry.
"Susu wants to go see her, Susu wants to go see her..." We once existed in the same body, why, we all have some feelings, right?
But the weather was very good at this time, and it was not suitable for her to go out.
"Be good, be obedient, you can't..."
Before Lou Heche finished teaching her, Jian Su broke away and floated out of the villa.
Lou Heechul could only chase her and told her to go where there was no sunlight.
"Come into the car, okay? I'll take you there..."
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When Jian Su was carried back to the Ever Palace, five hours had passed since she was shot. The soldiers used a military plane to bring her back, and the accompanying military doctors continued the unfinished surgery on the plane.
Obviously they are used to seeing life and death parting, and they are used to seeing corpses everywhere, but at this moment, every soldier feels a sense of confusion and sadness in his heart, which is a combination of bleakness.
Maybe it's because the woman has been shouting "Daddy, Daddy" intermittently along the way, which makes them uncomfortable, or maybe it's because Jian Su is obviously going to die, but she has such an unusually peaceful and neat smile on her face.
, as if what I was going to was just a bloom, a new journey.
The pen in Zong Zhengxi's hand fell to the ground, and the documents on his desk were stained black with ink.
After learning the news, Shangrou stayed by his side silently, and comforted him again, saying: "Everyone's destiny is designed by God. Asxi, everyone has his own destiny, do you know?"
He didn't know, he didn't know anything... His mind became a mess. Zong Zhengxi got up at some point, but he tripped on the table and almost fell to the ground.
Shang Rou helped him, and Zong Zhengxi gently broke away from her hand and said to her blankly: "Xiaorou, I'm going out for a while, I need to be quiet."
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Shaking his head, the military doctor informed the soldiers standing next to him about the situation, "It's a pity, but we tried our best. If Miss Jian hadn't forced her to get on the plane..."
As for the rest, everyone can guess it without the military doctor saying much.
Jian Su opened her eyes at this time. I don't know if it was because she expected her imminent death, but Jian Su stayed awake very well at this moment.
Politely, Jian Su thanked everyone on board, "Thank you, soldiers, and medics. I know you all tried your best."
Then he started coughing, back and forth, coughing.
The military doctor told her not to speak, but Jian Su looked at the clouds outside the window getting higher and higher, and smiled, "We're here..."
These two simple words seemed to consume all her energy. After Jian Su said this, she struggled to sit up.
"I want to see the lions in front of the main hall of Ever Palace. When I was a child, I always liked that place.
"Obviously, the words were not sensational, but they sounded like tear gas to the soldiers. One female military doctor even had tears in her eyes.
"You... cough, take me to see the lions, okay... okay? Daddy always hated me for climbing on the lions."
There was light before my eyes, and apart from the noisy sound of the plane landing, the people on board did not speak.
Jian Su blinked, and a drop of light tears ran down the side of her neck.
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When Lou Heche drove to the Ever Palace with his little soul, Jian Su, whose clothes were covered in blood, had already been placed in front of the main palace door.
Everyone knew that her time was limited, and due to her own request, the treatment had to be stopped.
Jian Su was too sober at the moment, soberly watching herself wither little by little, like withered flowers and leaves, not tragic, but poignant.
The little soul cried and floated to her side. She looked at him for what seemed like a century, or just a few seconds.
"Susu, little soul, why are you crying? It's so ugly to cry!" She was still in the mood, joking with the little soul.
"I'm so sorry, this body is really done playing with it this time, and I'm about to die. I felt it, and you see, there were light spots flying away from my body."
"Little soul, I originally thought that after I got my revenge, I might say goodbye to you properly, but you see now, I have no chance."
"After I die, I will forget everything in the world. That may be true liberation for me, but what about you? What should we do, Susu?"
The little soul whimpered and listened to Jian Su's chanting without interrupting. She never felt scary when she was on the verge of death, but why was she so frightened when the target was someone else?
Lou Heche came forward, hugged the little soul, and held up an umbrella.
Jian Su glanced at Lou Heche silently, her eyes seeming to say to him: "Take good care of her, she is a very good girl."
Zong Zhengxi also knelt down next to Jian Su, but Jian Su had nothing to say to him. In the end, he only had one piece of advice: "Your Excellency, cherish what should be cherished and give up what should be given up. People will be simple. Only when you are simple can you be happy.
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Only by being simple can you be happy. Unfortunately, she could not do it throughout her life.