Asking about love (another story unrelated to cohabitation)
Asking for love (another story not related to living together)
ask for love
The rebels who walked out of the Garden of Eden walked and multiplied on the earth, and eventually formed the special race of humans. God was afraid that humans would one day understand God's authority and bestowed emotions on humans, so humans would never be able to conquer God's world.
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The wanderer who had been wandering for three years returned to his hometown where he had been away for many years. At the age of 25, his eyes were melancholy, full of sorrow, and a sterling silver cross hung on his chest - the symbol of God's messenger.
The youngest cleric, the rising star of the Asian Crusaders, wore a black cloak and black sunglasses, walking in this familiar yet unfamiliar city.
"Finally, I'm back!" The man raised his hand, as if he wanted to wave to the city. But then he put it down as if he was mocking himself - once it was difficult to make a difference in the sea, this place no longer belongs to him. Look,
Holding the cross on his chest and thinking of the memories of the past, the man said a mass with his hands.
"Help!" A sharp scream broke through the silence of the night, but a sneer appeared on the man's face: a very old-fashioned trick. I originally thought that this time the opponent would be more interesting.
As the rising star of the Asian Crusaders, the man would naturally not return to this city for no reason. Where there is light, there is darkness. Those who have been fighting against the church are called heretics. The war has lasted from the Middle Ages to modern times.
, there is no victory or defeat, only the crying souls of centuries, and the hatred that continues to accumulate for centuries.
The man quickly rushed to the alley and saw a trembling woman who fell down in the corner, with disheveled hair and tattered clothes. Several strong men were standing beside her, showing lewd smiles. The moment they saw the man
, these people were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes showed ferocity.
"The game is over!" The man sighed, looking at these lost lambs, knowing that the outcome had been decided. In the fearful eyes of several big men, the man knocked them all to the ground - the power of the Crusaders, far away
It is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
They seemed a bit too weak. The man glanced at the big men who fell on the ground, and walked towards the still trembling woman with a sneer. Looking forward to what happens next, the usual scene should be for the heroine to throw herself into his arms,
Promise yourself, and then a cold sword will appear and cut the man's throat instantly.
"No, don't come over!" The woman's words were beyond the man's expectation. He had no idea that the script this time would be like this. His first reaction was to think of the existence of a trap. There are many ways to assassinate, and not necessarily
Requires contact with the target.
The man was wary, but he continued to approach the woman. However, the woman opposite was trembling even more fiercely, and the fierce man's footsteps suddenly stopped, as if struck by lightning.
A taste that will never be forgotten in a lifetime, a familiar yet strange taste, this taste will only belong to one person.
"Is it you?" The man hesitated, put his hand on the woman's face, pushed her messy hair away, and gently raised her face. At this moment, there was no Vatican, no Crusaders, and nothing else.
, only the memories of the past and the promiscuous woman now.
The woman's eyes were still stubborn. Although her eyes were filled with tears and her eyes were red. There was a lot of cosmetics on her face and she no longer looked as delicate as before, but she still had that noble look that remained unchanged.
There was no hatred or anger. This face was calm and frightening. The man felt that his chest was pressed against a hard object, and a pistol was pointed at her heart. As soon as the woman pressed the button, the man would become a corpse.
"How are you after all these years?" Facing death, the man was unexpectedly calm. If he could die in her hands, it would be a worthy death.
"Please take your hand away!" Cold and emotionless, the woman's hand shook the man's hand away, and the gun continued to point at him.
"Do you still hate me?" The man's hand paused in the air for a moment, then finally let it go.
"I just want to know why you broke up with me?" The woman looked at the man, with a trace of resentment flashing in her cold eyes.
"It was a big gamble, you just lost!" the man replied calmly, as if he didn't want to say any more.
"Gambling? I lost? Why did I lose to that woman?" The woman was obviously even more aggrieved. She was so beautiful back then but lost to an ordinary woman. This was something that the arrogant man could not accept.
"You didn't lose to her, you lost to yourself! I've given you a chance to choose, but your answer disappoints me!" The man still calmly narrated his reasons, not caring that the gun on his chest was getting higher and higher.
pain.
"Is it him you are talking about?" The woman was obviously thinking of something, her eyes became complicated.
"Yes!" The man nodded and acknowledged the woman's statement.
"But that time you were too ruthless and suddenly said you wanted to break up. Because your heart hurt so much, you went to find another man!"
"What can accompany you for eternity must be another eternity. Your heart is not strong enough to accompany me all the time, so we are not suitable!" The man sighed, not knowing whether it was disappointment or helplessness.
"I never thought it would be like this!" The woman's tears flowed down silently. She didn't understand back then, but now she understands but can't do anything.
"There are many things in the world that are unimaginable! I admit that I am selfish and callous, but your heart is not firm enough! So our breakup is doomed. Just like I am doomed to die in your hands, if
You already understand, then shoot!" The man closed his eyes.
A long time passed, but no gunshots were fired.
A man looks at a woman and wonders what she is thinking. Many years ago he thought he understood women, but many years later he found that he did not understand women at all.
"I just want to ask one last time, if I had chosen to wait, would the outcome have been the same?" the woman suddenly asked.