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Chapter 122: Is that love?

【January 1, 1980

It’s the beginning of the new year. I’m suffering from brain cancer. I’m only ten years old]

【January 2, 1980

I went to see my mother. She was doing well and was in the hospital, but she couldn't remember my name at all.

Alzheimer's disease, she was only thirty-two years old. She forgot about me, maybe she didn't remember me at all. She was diagnosed with this disease when I was three years old, and she gradually forgot how to wash her hair, and gradually forgot how to wash her hair.

How to sleep, gradually forgetting the way home, of course, more importantly, gradually forgetting me as a person, her heart seems to have died on the day I was born.】

【January 3, 1980

I went to see my father and took my mother with me, and her Alzheimer's disease was saved here.

She thought of her father's appearance, which might be the photo above; she thought of her father's name, which might be the inscriptions on it; she thought of her father's favorite foods, and the tributes placed there were all her father's favorite foods during his lifetime.

I didn't know, but after I told my mother the night before, she ordered someone to go out and buy it.

There are rice cakes, dorayaki, and tooth-dropping sweets.

It turns out that my father loves sweets so much.】

【June 1, 1983

Children's Day.

Before going to bed last night, I asked Hina if what she said still counts. She said it does. As my personal maid, it always counts.

If I hadn't been so worried and just looked at her stupidly, I wouldn't have missed the dodge in her eyes.

"Hina, anyone who lies will eat a thousand silver needles." This time she lied.

She died under a bridge, and all the blood in her body was lost. The cause of death was blood loss, but she was later raped/violated//molested///humiliated by a passing drunkard. Her body, including her body, was full of those men.

They were used as scapegoats for their 'lust', but I knew they were not the culprits.

What she once said to me: I will live with you until your eighteenth birthday.]

【August 1, 1983

It was my birthday, but I didn’t have a good time.

It hurts, it really hurts. Even though so many people are celebrating my birthday, my head just hurts.】

【December 24, 1985

This is Christmas Eve in the West. Who is it celebrating? To celebrate that fool and the fools who follow the fool. Those who truly love them have long been abandoned by the fool as abandoned ones.

And they still believe in the person who abandoned them.

Ah, let me eat some Ping'an fruit too. At least I can think of her during this headache-inducing night.】

【August 1, 1986

Sixteenth birthday! How wonderful! I looked at the sallow face in front of the mirror, like an autumn sycamore, and remembered that it would be hard for me to die.】

【January 1, 1987

He came over wearing the clothes of a Heian period emperor and said he wanted me to recall my past life.

He said that the road was about to reach its end, but he didn't reach it before he reached it. With the help of my blood, he was gradually able to escape from the seal, and he could walk on the street like an ordinary person without the ability. He was very grateful, so he gave himself a

Last name, half.]

【March 12, 1987

There is only one word in my mind: pain!]

【October 9, 1987

I met some guy, and it was her plan that got us all into it.

However, it's funny that she actually loves her too, even though she is her biological sister.】

【May 29, 1988

I'm almost free. Why is there such a thing as brain cancer? When my body becomes resistant to painkillers, I can only scratch my head and wish to tear my brain out. Other people's cancer lasts a few months, but my cancer lasts several years.

, I tore thousands of beddings, scratched tens of thousands of wooden boards, my fingers were dripping with blood, and I cut my wrists to relieve the pain of suicide...

Fortunately, we are almost free. I hate you so much, Samael.]

【August 1, 1988

Sitting at the door, looking at the sedan chair, it was Japanese style in the previous life, but it has become Chinese style this time.

Does he want me to marry him?

No, this is just for the sense of ritual, or to humiliate me and humiliate a dream that I can never get.

Good night, sweet smell of wind. Goodbye tomorrow.】

Hart locked the screen, lit a cigarette and looked at the Ferris wheel: "Tell me, when she died, was she happy or in pain?"

"I don't know, I'm not interested." Yuan Jinlong shook his head, "I only know that Samael in her diary can wander the streets as an ordinary person. Once we encounter such an evil spirit, we have no ability to fight back.

.....She is a ticking time bomb and we need to stay as far away from her as possible."

"Why do I think you are very hostile to the head of the Fengyin family?"

Yuan Jinlong was startled.

He knew that Hart was very sensitive, like a little woman, like a hornet's nest with eight hundred minds, always able to draw other conclusions on very small things. It was this experience of observing details that made him say

I always get choked up with words.

"I don't want to get into trouble for no reason...you do?"

"Do you ever feel like we are like a fly lying on the glass? The sun is shining outside and the future is bright, but we are on this side of the glass and cannot break free from the shackles of going to the other side."

"You broke free and flew to the toilet, right?" Yuan Jinlong opened his collar, "Brother, have you ever thought about it? Most of the time, glass isolates dangerous things. On this side of the glass, although there is no sunlight and no air

, but at least you live a comfortable life. On the other side of the glass, there may be scorching sun or heavy rain. What you see is just the comfort in your imagination. In fact, when you go out, you will either be exposed to the sun or flooded."

Hart was stunned: "Have you lost your mind? Or are you crazy with jealousy when you see your senior brother has a new girlfriend? Why are you so philosophical all of a sudden? Are you possessed by Aristotle? Or Socrates?"

"Seek truth from facts." Yuan Jinlong said, "Senior brother is a good person. You know, he is not the kind of person who is joking. If you take your girlfriend to Pierre Hermé Paris in Shibuya, Tokyo to eat barbecue or Ginza Kitafuku to eat crabs, it is better to take your senior brother with you.

Eat a bowl of ramen for one or two thousand yen at any ramen shop because you think it is worth it. Just because you think it is worth it, you feel that it is not worth entrusting him with such a dangerous job. Because neither you nor I

I don’t want to lose such a brother.”

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hart smiled and sighed: "The problem is that the little beauty doesn't like us. If she likes me, I will definitely dance in front of her every day."

Yuan Jinlong was startled, then shook his head and laughed.

"My first mission, with Li Ze, was to take him back to school. That night, we were chased by a tyrannosaurus. I said that I was a civil servant, and he said that Severn could fight ten with one. At that time, we were all nervous

It didn't work out, but in the end we got along well. Later, it was the same whether it was London or San Francisco. This time, I also believe that he can be safe."

"Did you notice anything was wrong?" Yuan Jinlong asked.

Hart raised his eyebrows: "What?"

"A dragon species that is unlikely to appear directly appears next to you. The appearance of the Original Sin of London and the Original Sin of San Francisco is just right. It's like..." Yuan Jinlong scratched his head and said tangledly, "It's like...

Just like waiting for the boss."

"I have thought about it too, but if you think about it from another angle, you will find that this assumption is not valid." Hart explained, "When was the first time in the history of hybrids that the original sin was killed?"

"School... principal?"

Hart nodded: "But since that incident, changes around the world have begun to get out of control, like a fuse. The principal killed the original sin and lit the fuse. It was just a series of things that were going to happen.

Ahead of time. Russia, Japan, South Korea, Mexico, Egypt, Germany, Iceland, and Norway began to frequently break out hybrid wars in a short period of time. Although they were large and small, it has to be said that the glory of the principal started the global war.

."

Yuan Jinlong said nothing.

"Actually, I've been thinking about a question." Hart poked Yuan Jinlong's arm, "You said that hybrids must be able to kill the original sin, but in these thousands of years, there is only one record now. Isn't it unscientific?

?I know what you want to say, but technology is not the key to solving all problems. What's more, when the principal went to war, Dawn didn't come out? The principal at that time was like a primitive man hitting a lion with a stone."

"Do you think she loves him?" Yuan Jinlong raised his head, with the moon and the Ferris wheel behind the clouds hanging in his eyes.

"Who? Fengyin Zhaixi? Or Li Ze? Oh, my God Maria, don't you know that the little eyes of the Fengyin family are full of love that can't be hidden, and they almost have pink love pupils?

Just the one that often appears in Japanese books..."

Yuan Jinlong seemed to be deaf to the wind, and smiled bitterly: "Could that be love?" If you like dirty and delusional novels, please bookmark them: (www.sodu777.net) The website for searching and reading dirty and delusional novels has the fastest update speed on the entire Internet.


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