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687. Chapter 687 It's you who won't let me die

"I'm not a bad guy or a bad person? Huh?" Dongfang Xing looked at her coldly.

"My husband is not a bad guy, he is a good person." Xia Houhuan'er kissed him hard on the lips and smiled.

"Stop being so sweet, close your eyes quickly and go to sleep, otherwise continue..." Dongfang Xing pressed his knuckles vigorously.

"I'm going to sleep, I'm going to sleep right away..." Although she felt very comfortable afterward, the process was too painful. At this moment, she seriously doubted that she could do it again.

Xiahou Huan'er immediately closed her eyes, hypnotized herself, and fell asleep quickly.

Only then did Dongfang Xing pull up the quilt for her with satisfaction. Seeing her still dirty face, he went to the bathroom and got a wet towel.

Xiahou Huan'er was really too tired. In the blink of an eye, her breathing was long and steady and she fell asleep.

He sat down by the bed and gently wiped her face with a wet towel. There was still a trace of redness and swelling on her cheek, which was the trace of bee stings.

His heart couldn't help but clench tightly in pain. He promised to protect her and prevent her from being harmed in the slightest.

Maybe he shouldn't have taken her out. He knew that this journey would be full of dangers, but for his own selfish reasons, he dragged her into the water.

He really shouldn't.

He leaned towards her ear and whispered: "Baby, I'm sorry for you."

The little woman who was sleeping could not hear his words, but a faint smile appeared on her lips. It seemed that she knew that he was by her side, and she felt at ease and at ease, and no longer felt hesitant.

"Go to sleep, have a good sleep." Dongfang Xing bowed his head and pressed a gentle kiss on her lips, then reluctantly stood up and left the room.

In the cabin hall, Dongfang Xingran was still playing chess with the robot. When he heard Dongfang Xing's steady footsteps, he didn't even raise his eyebrows.

Until a big palm was pressed on the chessboard.

He knew that he could not continue playing chess, so he slowly put down the black pieces in his hand and gave instructions to the robot. The robot immediately put away the chessboard neatly.

He raised his head and looked at the majestic man in front of him, whom he had respected and admired since he was a child.

He raised his eyebrows lightly and shouted in a low voice: "Uncle."

Dongfang Xing sat down on the sofa opposite him. Even in his leisurely posture, he still gave people a sense of majesty and strong oppression.

He frowned and stared at him with sharp eyes: "Why aren't you dead?"

A hint of sadness flashed in Dongfang Xingran's eyes, looking at him, his clear voice revealed a hint of childishness, but also looked so mature: "Uncle, have you really forgotten?"

"Don't play riddles with me, I just want to know why you didn't die." In the image that often appeared in his mind, everyone in the Dongfang family should be dead except him.

A bitter smile appeared on Dongfang Xingran's lips: "Yes, I should have died, but you didn't let me die."

"Me?" Dongfang Xing looked at him in surprise, already knowing the answer in his heart, "I turned you into a zombie."

Dongfang Xingran rubbed his index finger with his thumb, his face not concealing his hatred for him: "I wish I was dead."

If he had died, he would not have experienced the devastation of the apocalypse, nor would he have watched his mother become depraved and miserable step by step.

There is no need to taste all the five hundred years of loneliness and solitude.

Dongfang Xing's heart was shaken. At that moment, he could feel his strong hatred for himself.


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