Zhang Zhenhong looked at Zhang Di running towards him in shock. Why was there such a sunny smile on the face of this unknown boy, facing such a bottomless abyss? It feels very warm, just like the comfort in the sun during life. The desire for existence is common to all living beings. Zhang Zhenhong couldn't help but stretched out his hand. The two hands separated by yin and yang came closer little by little until the fingers touched each other. Touched, but Zhang Zhenhong inadvertently saw Lone Xinghan with tears streaming down his face in the distance. Do you care about him? I understand... He must be your life-and-death brother, right? Zhang Zhenhong suddenly woke up, and a long-lost smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He glanced gently at Zhang Di, who was still trying to stretch out his hand, and resolutely threw away Zhang Di's hands that were already tightly clasped together. "No-dodo..." Zhang Di watched in astonishment as Zhang Zhenhong waved his hand gently, completely cutting off all hope that he had already obtained, and then slowly retracted his hand, but why was there still something on his face? Such a satisfied smile
Lone Xinghan seemed to be aware of Zhang Zhenhong's determination, and his expression of surprise and pain was clear. Lone Star Han... I will return him to you now. Zhang Zhenhong smiled lightly at Gu Xinghan, just as he had before his death, so peaceful and calm. "Dodo... I..." Lone Xinghan wanted to say something, but his throat was severely blocked and he couldn't say anything. Lone Xinghan, just like you... Even if I can come out, Xiaosan is still my life-and-death brother! Zhang Zhenhong cast one last reluctant look at Lone Xinghan, turned around and rushed resolutely towards the mistress behind him, hugging him and falling together into the increasingly rapid whirlpool. "Dodo!!" Zhang Di threw forward with all his strength, a harsh light flashed by, and the black hole had long since disappeared, leaving Zhang Di standing in front of him blankly, still holding out his hand to pull. "Brothers who are intertwined in life and death?" The figure on the tree finally weakly put down the hand that was still holding the transparent silk thread.
"Why..." Zhang Di retracted the hand that had been moving forward in despair, and turned to look at Lone Xinghan: "I... dodo him..." But he saw Lone Xinghan running over crying, stretching out his hands to him. He ran over with an expression that was a hundred times, ten thousand times more eager than when he faced Zhang Zhenhong, and then hugged him tightly. "There will be a chance in the future... Even if you can hold him, Dodo, he... won't come out on his own. He and Xiaosan are two in one... just like us..." Lone Xinghan was overjoyed and was speechless. Come. "Two in one?" Zhang Di seemed to have figured something out, and a smile appeared on his face, the same satisfied smile as Zhang Zhenhong. The figure on the tree looked coldly at the scene of them crying with joy, then quietly put away the remaining threads and left.
"Oh my god! I'm going to die!! With so much information, what year and month can I see? I don't know if I can finish it before I die?" Shui Lan cried out in pain as she looked at the piles of files in the room. "Okay, Shui Lan," Yu Chuanbo continued, dumbfounded: "This is still a small amount. Think about it, how big is our school? We have to write down a lot of ordinary things every day, but we don't need to go into details. Look, just browse through it casually, and Gu Xinghan and the others will help. You have time to express your feelings, why not start browsing quickly!" Just as he was talking, the door was pushed open, Gu Xinghan and Zhang The flute has come in.