Sometimes the night is like a quiet lullaby, which makes people can't help but put down their fatigue and fall asleep. Sometimes, it is like an addictive drug. Whenever it comes, countless people come out of the streets and alleys.
Weaving in and out, greedily sucking in all the conveniences that the night brings.
Suddenly, a loud noise came into her ears, and she suddenly came back to her senses. She saw a man holding her hand and running forward desperately. When she turned around, there were exploding fires behind her. In the firelight
, three figures chased after him.
"Where to run?" One of the figures yelled, and a sword light came straight towards him.
The man running in front pushed the woman beside him forward and said loudly: "You go first!"
"Ming Yang!" She looked back at the man and cried out sadly and angrily.
The man didn't say anything. He turned around and pushed with his palm. When the sword light hit a few centimeters in front of his palm, it suddenly seemed to hit something. With a flick of the corner, it shot towards the other direction at high speed. However,
This didn't end there, as the other two attacks followed, penetrating his shoulders and sides.
"Humph!" The man groaned, his body moving backwards.
"Mingyang, let me help you!" She felt her heart tightening and hurriedly stepped forward to prepare for action.
How could she leave him alone?
"Hey, no matter how hard or tired you were before, didn't you always swallow your anger? Why are you resisting this time?"
When she heard this, she wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids seemed to be filled with lead. She spent a lot of effort to raise her eyelids.
She saw a man wearing a black trench coat leaning against the wall. The man had thick eyebrows, and the two sides almost grew together. He looked at her with a pair of piercing eyes, which made her heart tremble.
There seemed to be liquid flowing out of her nose. She wiped it with her hand and spread it out. It turned out to be bright red. Only then did she realize that her clothes were disheveled, her whole body was covered in bruises, her tail was hanging limply on the ground, and her lower body was covered in bruises.
Messy.
"Because I don't like him, that's all." She said indifferently, and the pain on her body failed to change her expression at all.
"Haha, what's the reason?" The man said with a smile, "What's the truth?"
"Because I've had enough." She didn't know why, but she felt a little aggrieved.
"So? Do you want to resist?"
"Aren't you afraid of me?" She suddenly looked directly into the man's eyes and said.
"They are not afraid of you, so what should I be afraid of?"
She shook her head slightly when she heard this, and said with a trace of mockery on her lips: "No, they are afraid of me, they are extremely afraid. As long as I struggle a few times, they will be frightened and take out the stick."
"Oh? Really? I don't think there's anything to be afraid of." The man leaned against the wall.
, smoking cigarettes indifferently.
She looked at the man in front of her with some surprise. She had never seen him before, and she felt like she had seen him somewhere.
"You are very special, and I am also very special. We are the same kind. Do you want to go with me? Let's leave this disgusting place together." The man stretched out his hand to her.
She looked at the hand in front of her and slowly stretched it out. The man's palm was warm and familiar.
"What's your name?" The man took her hand and slowly pulled her up.
She was silent and didn't speak.
The man said nonchalantly: "Forget it, my name is Mingyang, Li Mingyang."
The firelight illuminated her hair, and the heat brushed her pale cheeks. She panted and helped the man up and said worriedly: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, let's go quickly, they will catch up after a while." The man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said calmly.
"When will this kind of thing end?" Thinking about life and death during this period, she couldn't help but shed tears.
The man held her hand tightly and said, "Believe me, there will be a place where we can live a good life. Don't give up, okay?"
"Well, I believe you." She looked into the man's eyes and said firmly.
"Hmph! Even a mere monster dares to dream of survival!"
When the two heard this, their expressions changed. When they looked up, they saw a figure floating in the air, raising his hands high above his head and saying loudly: "Thunder!"
When the man saw this, he pushed the woman away violently: "Danger!"
A scent of fragrance hit her nostrils, and she opened her eyes suddenly. She looked down and saw that the pot was simmering with strong-flavored bone soup.
There was a loud closing sound in her ears, and she hurried out of the kitchen and said in surprise: "You're back?"
"Hmm. Well, it smells so good." The man sniffed it intoxicatedly.
Seeing the man's greedy look, she couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckled: "Looking at you like that, I made soup for you. Wait, I will bring it to you."
"Uh-huh."
She was about to turn around when she heard the words, but she saw a bright red spot on the man's sleeve. Her pupils suddenly shrank, she grabbed his arm and lifted up the sleeve, revealing a slender wound.
The man was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say. He scratched his head and said, "It's nothing, just a little injury."
She seemed unable to hear anything, so she hurriedly took the medical kit and began to bandage it carefully.
The man stopped talking and sat there looking at her quietly.
After the bandaging was completed, she asked softly: "Are you moving again?"
"......Um."
She raised her head and said firmly: "I can help you, we
How about fighting together? I don’t want to wait so anxiously for you to come home every day, it would be really torture.”
The man hugged her, sighed deeply and said, "When these things come to an end, shall we get married?"
She shrank into the man's arms, her voice trembling: "But, I, I'm not clean, I'm not worthy of you."
"Fool, I don't care. We have been together for so long, and you still don't understand what I mean? Marry me, okay?"
Listening to the man's gentle words and smelling his scent, she lazily didn't want to get up, and nodded heavily in his arms like a kitten: "Yes."
"cough!"
Feeling a stream of warm liquid spray onto her face, she suddenly opened her eyes and stared blankly at the man on her body.
The man was protecting her with blood all over his body, and behind him were countless crumbling ruins. He smiled softly, as gently as before: "It seems... I can't leave."
She sobbed and shook her head vigorously, and said in a trembling voice: "No, Mingyang. No, why, if you leave me alone, then what's the point of my life?"
"I will always be with you. You may look strong, but in fact you are the weakest at heart. I don't dare to leave just like that. I want to see you become truly strong. Don't play the cliche of committing suicide for love. That's cliche.
"
"I don't, I insist, I want you to stay, Mingyang!"
"Don't let my death be in vain. Go find that organization and it will take you in. Do you understand?"
"Live well, I love you!"
"Ming Yang!"
...
"Ming Yang!"
She opened her eyes suddenly and was about to get up when a sharp pain forced her back to the bed.
"Sister Yan, are you awake?" Tao Shanshan said in surprise.
Zhang Yan glanced at her blankly, then smiled softly: "Shanshan."
She turned her head and saw Wang Hao on the other bed: "How is he?"
"The condition is not bad. Fortunately, his superpower is muscle hardening, which allowed him to withstand most of the attacks." Tao Shanshan said hurriedly, "Sister Yan, do you want to eat something?"
Zhang Yan slowly closed her eyes.
"I'm so tired and want to sleep a little longer."
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Well, this is my first time to challenge this kind of random writing method that disrupts the story line. The purpose is to make it look confusing to you, but understandable at the same time.
So, if anyone of you doesn’t understand this chapter, please tell me so I can revise it.