In the end, Dong Zheng couldn't hear what Fu Zhe said. His nose was bleeding all the time. Now his whole head is dizzy, his hands and feet are cold, his temples are jumping with every heartbeat, and he can't stand up. .
He pinched hard on his waist, making the pain forcibly conscious.
hold onto.
After explaining the rules, Fu Zhe asked, "That's it, if you two are ready, we can start."
Dong Zheng nodded: "I'm fine."
On the other side, Wang Que was looking at him. Her eyes were swollen from crying, but she was still a very beautiful girl.
She raised her hand and said in a clear voice, "I abstain."
Fu Zhe was silent for a moment.
"Okay, Wang Que abstained, then the winner of this test is Dong Zheng."
Without any nonsense, Fu Zhe directly announced the result. The color of the floor tiles under the two of them dimmed. Dong Zheng only felt that his eyes were dark, and when it was clear, he was already standing in the living room.
Fu Zhe still sits in front of the table in his signature solemn posture, Cui Zuojing sits cross-legged on the table, Fu Zhe provides both him and Victor with some kind of spiritual connection, so that they can see the situation in the test field .
- It's really Fu Zhe's style.
Once someone chooses to give up, he will not ask whether they really want to give up, because in Fu Zhe's view, in any case, as long as someone says this choice, it means that there is no chance to go back.
Dong Zheng couldn't stand anymore, staggered backwards and sat down on the sofa. Victor hurriedly jumped on the sofa and put his paws on Dong Zheng's nose to help him stop the bleeding.
The injured nose quickly stopped bleeding. Both Lin Hangzhi and Allen were frightened by Dong Zheng's tragic appearance. Allen took a wet tissue to Dong Zheng and asked him to wipe his face.
After the pain was relieved, Dong Zheng felt much better, but no one could do anything about the side effects caused by excessive blood loss, so Dong Zheng could only recuperate slowly.
Everyone gathered around Dong Zheng to take care of him, only Wang Que stood far away from the outer circle and couldn't get in, so he could only watch.
"Thank you." Dong Zheng was dizzy and still didn't forget to say thank you to Wang Que.
If Wang Que hadn't abstained and ended the game at the fastest speed, with his character, he would definitely hold on until one side won, or he fainted due to excessive blood loss.
Wang Que shook his head and said softly, "It doesn't matter."
The girl raised her eyes, facing Fu Zhe's gaze, the young man frowned slightly, and there seemed to be some kind of reproach in his eyes.
Wang Que pursed her lips and lowered her head silently.
Thanks to Dong Zheng, Cui Zuojing was not in a very good condition, and his body exuded low air pressure. The young man swayed and sat beside Dong Zheng and said, "Congratulations to our final winner, who can get a reward."
Dong Zhengzheng was lying on the back of the sofa with his head up. Hearing this, he raised his head and asked, "What is it?"
Cui Zuojing rubbed his chin and thought for a while, and suddenly had an idea, and said, "You can make any request to me, as long as it's not too much, I can agree, how about it?"
Crowd: …
Your reward is just what you want!
Cui Zuojing: "That's what I'm thinking, what's wrong? Does anyone have an opinion?"
Allen smiled and said, "It's not me who won. What opinion can I have."
Lin Hang's agreement.
The recipient of the reward finally spoke: "Is there a deadline?"
"No, it's never better if you want."
Dong Zheng leaned down again and hummed: "Then I'll use it when I think about it."
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Dong Linhai who was standing aside, and saw some small grievances on the boy's face.
This expression was often seen on Linhai's face when he was in his teens. At that time, Linhai was only seven or eight years old, and the young master with a golden spoon in his mouth had all kinds of whimsy and requests almost every day. Dong Zheng was in a period of unobvious rebelliousness at that time, and he would often refuse deliberately. Every time he saw the aggrieved and unhappy expression on the boy's face, he would secretly feel refreshed in his heart.
This is a dirty emotion that cannot be placed in the sun and cannot be seen.
But Linhai never noticed that Dong Zheng did it on purpose, or in other words, he never thought in that direction.
Because the young master, who was born to be loved by countless people, never had any darkness in his heart. Dong Zheng was his dearest brother, and he would not take anything that would have belonged to him.
The young Dong Zheng was wary of Linhai.
His thoughts suddenly returned to ten years ago, Dong Zheng closed his eyes, he knew that the boy was waiting for him to call his name at this time, waiting for an explanation.
Dong Zheng didn't want to do that.
It's time to let Linhai grow up.
The two brothers looked at each other for a brief moment. Dong Linhai waited for him, only a reassuring smile from Dong Zheng.
Dong Zheng looked away and went to talk to Cui Zuojing.
The discomfort in Dong Linhai's heart reached its peak at this moment, and the whole person almost collapsed.
He wanted to ask Dong Zheng what was going on, but in front of so many people, he couldn't open his mouth.
Dong Zheng was really uncomfortable, dizzy, and went back to his room to rest. In the living room, Fu Zhe and the rest of the people summed up everyone's performance during the assessment process.
Fu Zhe emphatically praised Dong Linhai's brave performance in the sewers, and also emphatically criticized his last-minute immobility that fell short.
The teenager who was squeaking and whirring on weekdays seemed to be stunned at this time, and he didn't say a word, accepting Fu Zhe's evaluation in its entirety.
Allen and Lin Hangzhi are also remarkable, except Wang Que, whether it is the emotional breakdown in the sewer or the final abstention, her performance is not very good, and she has the lowest score of all. Accordingly, in the next week of training, she will be punished.
Wang Que has no objection to this result. The girl is not very interested. Only Fu Zhe knows that she has fallen into an illusion, which can reflect the most fearful situation in people's hearts.
The rest of the day is free for everyone to arrange. Alan hasn't had enough fun, so he asked Lin Hangzhi to go to the training room to shoot. Born in a country where guns are legal, Allen is also the only person in the team who holds a gun license in the real world, and his shooting level is better than Dong Zheng.
He originally invited Linhai, but was rejected by the young man because he was too tired.
Looking at Alan holding Lin Hang's shoulders, humming "Free America, gunfight every day" while going upstairs, Dong Linhai sighed in frustration and went back to his room.
The first U.S.-Soviet hegemony competition ended successfully, and Dong Zheng gave Cui Zuojing a big surprise as always.
Cui Zuojing went to see Dong Zheng's situation. Victor fell asleep on the cat climbing frame without knowing it. For a while, only Fu Zhe and Wang Que were left in the living room.
Wang Que was about to go upstairs silently. She had just stepped up the first flight of stairs when she heard Fu Zhe stop her.
…
When Cui Zuojing entered the room, Dong Zhenggang was in a daze and was about to fall asleep.
The boy's movements were very light, but he was still woken up. After coming to the Pure White Realm to experience so many life-and-death crises, Dong Zheng became extraordinarily vigilant, and even the slightest sound could wake him up when he was sleeping.
The two released the perceptual connection between the prisoner and the master in the competition for the hegemony. Until now, the reconnection has not been restored. Cui Zuojing walked gently to the bed, and when Dong Zheng turned his head, he found that he was awake.
"How do you feel?" He stopped talking.
"Shouldn't you be clear?"
Maybe he was really tired in the competition, or maybe he was weak due to excessive blood loss. Dong Zheng's voice was very soft, so he seemed very gentle.
Cui Zuojing shrugged: "The impact on my body is a little bit different from what you said."
"It's alright, take a night's rest, and tomorrow's training can go on as usual." Dong Zhengdao, "Victor said that he may not have much therapeutic effect on blood loss, but he is too modest."
Cui Zuojing said with a smile: "Uncle's strength has not fully recovered yet, of course he doesn't dare to go to Haikou."
He paused for a while, then said, "You performed well today."
A smile appeared on Dong Zheng's lips: "Thank you, I feel the same way."
This answer was not expected by Cui Zuojing. He hissed, wanting to slap Dong Zheng, and considering that he was still a wounded, he didn't do anything after all, and whispered: "I rarely praise people."
"Then I will answer in another way." Dong Zheng immediately changed his words, "Thank you, my honor."
Cui Zuo Jingle smiled, and neither of them spoke for a while, but the silence did not seem embarrassing.
Because the window of the castle is always monotonous, the curtains in Dong Zheng's bedroom have been drawn.
Seeing that Cui Zuojing didn't want to leave for a while, Dong Zheng closed his eyes and rested again.
After a while, he seemed to remember something, his eyelashes trembled slightly, he opened his eyes, looked at the boy sitting on the chair beside the bed, and said solemnly, "Luo Xun came to me during the game."
"Luohuan?" Cui Zuojing was stunned, thinking he heard it wrong, "Which one did you say?"
"It's your former teammate, Kingfisher, the girl chosen by the power of dreams."
Cui Zuojing was no longer calm: "She took the initiative to find you?!"
"Yes, at the time I saw a painting at the end of the infinite corridor created by Fu Zhe. She was in the painting, and she took the initiative to tell me, and at the end... gave me the power to dream again."
Noticing the subtle change in Cui Zuojing's face, Dong Zheng asked, "Has she ever approached you before?"
"Well, before the doll's house, she looked for me."
At that time, Luo Wan recreated their tragic ending with a card game.
Also at the end, tell him - he is the last hope.
Dong Zheng nodded, it would be really wrong if Luo Huan bypassed the most familiar Cui Zuojing and Fu Zhe and came directly to him.
Cui Zuojing frowned and murmured: "Strange, it stands to reason that the display of dream power requires a certain medium, and I haven't seen you come into contact with anything special."
Dong Zheng has a different opinion: "Remember, I had a dream about my mother and Chang Hui trading when I was still in the small town of Doll's House."
"You mean... that dream was also given to you by Luo Xun?"
"This is the greatest possibility, otherwise how could I dream of such a secret past for no reason."
Cui Zuojing: "Yes, the power of dreams gives her more opportunities to contact secrets. If she wants to help us, this is probably the only feasible way. Come, tell me in detail about the situation at that time, and where to meet, All that happened, what she said to you, tell me all, maybe... we can find her soon."
It has been half an hour since he came out of Dong Zheng's room, Cui Zuojing turned directly to the study, and sure enough he found Fu Zhe in the pile of books.
Fu Zhe looked up at him and continued to focus on the words in the book: "What happened?"
"Luo Xun went to Dong Zheng. At that time, he was in the illusion you created. Did you feel that something was wrong?"
Fu Zhe was not surprised, he just closed the book in his hand, seeing his reaction, Cui Zuojing had a bottom line.