Chapter 133 Different lives but can die together

The speed of third-level fashion production is very slow. It takes at least four or five minutes for each piece. By the time I finished 32 pieces, the sky was already bright. In the middle of the way, I asked Ziqi to come to sleep several times, but they were rejected by this guy, saying, saying, "Good friends should have blessings and stay up together at night."

At 6:30 a.m., after handing over all the finished fashions to him, the two of us activated the offline with blood and red eyes.

I haven't been offline since eight o'clock last night. My homework for ten consecutive hours is going to explode. After taking off the game helmet from my head, I rushed to the bathroom as soon as possible.

After a smooth sweep, I went back to the room and opened the window, and a moist breath came to my face. On the first day of the National Day holiday, it rained in Fuzhou.

I stood on the balcony stupidly and watched the rain for a long time. At about seven o'clock, I guessed that my mother had got up, so I called to ask my father about the situation.

What makes me quite gratified is that after four days of cultivation, my father has completely regained consciousness. According to the doctor's reply, he can basically be discharged from the hospital for another week.

I wanted to talk more, but my mother was afraid of "delaying me from going to work". After talking about my father's situation, she hung up directly.

When I learned that my father's situation was getting better, I suddenly felt better. I left a note for Mu Yao on the door, telling her not to ask me to eat, and then climbed into my big soft bed.

It may be because my body is a little weak after staying up all night, or it may be because the quilt is a little damp because of the rain. No matter what, when I lay in the quilt, I felt very cold and empty. An unspeakable feeling spread from the depths of my heart and almost didn't take long to fill my heart.

I still remember that a long time ago, I had a hot body in my arms, that perfect figure, full **, accompanied me through thousands of sleepless nights,

I have been on the same boat for ten years, and I have been sleeping together for a hundred years. How many entanglements have I had with Mu Yan in my previous life, in exchange for the company of seven years of this life,

When I closed my eyes and my consciousness completely dissipated, I asked myself in my heart, Mu Yan, is there any fate for us to see each other in this life? If we see each other, who are you, and who am I...?

In the muddle, I seemed to come back to the illusory world again. There was a vast expanse of white in front of me. I tried to refresh the ghost pupil, but I still couldn't see anything clearly.

"Husband...cluck..."

"My King..."

"Bad boy..."

"My little man..."

"sor...woo-woo..."

"You all get out of the way, this man, it's mine now."

All kinds of voices and names are entangled in my mind. Although I know who these people are, I can't see their figures.

"Husband...do you miss me?" A white fog slowly approached me. I couldn't see her face clearly, but I could clearly see her slender **, the perfect delicate body,

"Mu, Mu Yan..." I wanted to exclaim loudly, but somehow, I was shocked to find that there was no sound in my throat.

"Husband, husband..." I couldn't move, and I could only watch the body run into my heart like a dragonfly,

The choking voice whispered in my ear: "Husband... Whoo-hoo... I'm wrong, I'm wrong... I'm so cold, hug me, hug me, okay..."

My heart was full of mixed feelings. I subconsciously stretched out my arms and wanted to hold her in my arms. However, as soon as my arm was stretched out, I only felt cold in my stomach. Then the delicate body in my arms quickly retreated and looked at me coldly.

"This..." I lowered my head and had a short knife with only the handle exposed in my abdomen. It was not bright red blood flowing along both sides of the blood tank, but a stream of sticky and smelly **,

"There must be no intention to harm others, and there must be no desire to prevent others. Didn't I tell you before?" The original choking voice became full of sympathy and disdain: "I also told you that one day when it comes to interests, I will send you to hell with my own hands, gurg..."

The figure in front of me slowly dissipated, and I knelt on the ground weakly, feeling the little passage of life in pain,

"Bad boy, what's wrong with you?" Another white figure slowly approached. I couldn't see her face clearly. I could only see the two huge concussations on her chest while she walked around.

"Help me, help me..." I couldn't shout, I could only look at her in prayer,

"It's not that I won't save you, but others can only save you for a while and can't save you for a lifetime." The white figure gradually dissipated: "You can stand up wherever you fall. You are me, the man I value."

"Puff." My head sank heavily and fell directly to the ground. I clearly felt that my face, my hands, and my body had begun to melt.

"sor, woo-woo, senior." In the confusion, it seemed that a bloody roar came from my side. I felt a pair of small hands gently touching my face: "I'm not born, I'm dead, senior... Whoo... I can't be favored by you. I would like to die with you. When I go to the ghostland, we will make an appointment for the afterlife next to the Sansheng Stone. Don't Drink Meng Po soup, okay..."

"Puff."

The short knife inserted in my stomach was pulled out, and then the only remaining consciousness made me feel that there was a blood splash on my body, and a petite body held me in my arms: "I can't live together, but I can die together..."

The small cherry lips were gently imprinted on my face, and the woman closed her eyes peacefully.

......

"Heart." I sat up from ** all of a sudden, gasping for breath,

"Dong, Dong, Dong..."

The violent heartbeat clearly transmitted from the chest to my eardrums. I was cold all over and sweating coldly. I sat in a daze for a long time before I understood it.

It turned out... It was a dream,

"Wow."

I exhaled a long breath, pulled out two tissues from the head of the bed, wiped the cold sweat on my forehead, and recalled what happened in my dream.

Very messy dream, very complicated feelings, unclear, I don't know, I think there is a net that wraps my heart from all directions,

"Wang Zai, are you up?" There was a gentle knock outside the door, accompanied by the greetings of the mandala,

When I came down from ** and opened the door, I saw Mandala wearing a long white skirt and standing at the door. The girl was usually relatively conservative. The whole long skirt was normal. There was no fat on the flat lower abdomen, and the slender waist and limbs were less than a handful, soft and delicate.

"I slept for almost ten hours. Haven't you had a good rest?" Mandala reached out to help me get rid of the wretch from the corners of my eyes, frowned and said, "Why are you crying? Are you still worried about Uncle Yu?"

The movements of the mandala are extremely gentle, like the most intimate wife, which makes a warm current surge in my heart.

I subconsciously grabbed her little hand, and I shook my head and said, "No, I had a nightmare."

I held the soft, and the mandala's face changed first. He looked back at Mu Yao and Su Qin's room and was quietly relieved: "Look at you, how old you are, and you can still be scared to cry by the dream."

A stream of warmth came from the warm little hand, and the mandala turned passive to active, crossing my fingers with me: "Don't be afraid, no matter what happens, I will accompany you."

"Sister, I..."

"Don't make trouble." I leaned forward slightly, and Mandala pushed my chest: "This is Mr. Mu's territory. It's too much for us to hold hands. What else do you want to do? Besides, you haven't brushed your teeth yet, sister's cleanliness fetish."

A stream of blood rushed to my face. I bowed my head and said, "No, I didn't want to do anything..."

"I'm still wronged." Mandala stroked my cheek and said, "Don't be wronged. When my sister has a house and you accompany me, we won't have so many scruples."

"That's right, I forgot if you didn't say that." I let go of Mandala's hand and ran to the room to take out my China Merchants Bank card: "Sister Man, Ziqi remitted 500,000 yuan to me this card yesterday, plus my restaurant income and previous deposit, there should be one million. Give it to you to buy a suite first."

"What do you mean?" Mandala didn't pick up the card. She looked up at me and smiled and said, "Give me a house, and then raise me in captivity."

"Sister, I don't mean anything else." I scratched my head and smiled, "Anyway, the money is purple, and I don't feel sorry for spending it. Besides, I promised to take good care of you in the future."

"You also promised your aunt to try to 'help' when I need help." Mandala hesitated for a moment and took the bank card in his hand: "I can buy the house, but I need your ID card."

"Why?"

"Because you are not rich yet, if you have the same as Ziqi, I can accept it with peace of mind if you give me a set of two houses, but I can't do it now." Mandala smiled and said, "Buy it in your name, and then I'll live there. When you can buy a second house, you can transfer the ownership to me. When you plan to get married, I'll move away, understand?"

"Sister Man, how are you..."

"That's what I can accept. If you don't want to, I'll return this card to you. I'll go back to Chayi in the evening." Mandala handed me the card and said resolutely,

"Well, it's up to you. Anyway, Cha Yiju can't go back." I shook my head with a wry smile and asked, "Sister Man, why aren't you online at five o'clock now?"

"They were brushing copies with Ziqi. Let me tell you, I'm also at level 80 now." Mandala smiled gently and said, "I count the time. I think you should wake up. I'm afraid you'll be hungry, so I'll get off first."

"Sister Man, you are so kind." I thought about it and said subconsciously,

"It will make my sister happy." A trace of happiness appeared on Mandala's little face and whispered, "Well, you go take a hot bath first, I'll cook, and then ask Mr. Mu and Su Qin to go offline at 5:30 and 6 o'clock. After dinner, the love competition will begin."

"Dinner with Sister Su." My body was shocked. I remember Su Qinming said that it was better not to see her in reality.

"I'm scared." Mandala looked at me with tears and laughter: "Suqin is just a knife's mouth and a bean curd heart. If she really hurts you, she will be the first to die of heart."

"That girl is so impulsive, it's terrible..." I shook my head depressedly,

"No, she has forgiven you." Mandala said easily,

"Forgive me." I was stunned,

"Oc's it, don't ask." Mandala pushed me to the bathroom: "Go and wash it. I like fragrant men."

Me: "..."