Meng Zhoushan had lost too much blood and was gradually losing consciousness. He watched Wu Xun being taken away by the police, and the tension in his mind finally relaxed. He slid down the wall slowly and lost consciousness.
Yan Yuezhao was a little slow because of his leg injury. He pushed through the crowd and rushed forward. Only then did he realize that Meng Zhoushan's abdomen was covered in blood. "Quick! Call an ambulance! Someone's injured!"
Wu Xun was shot in the wrist, and his face turned pale with pain. He struggled hard, wondering why he failed at the last moment. However, when he walked out of the building, he found a black-haired boy sitting quietly downstairs.
Because the police surrounded the scene, Sui Yuesheng could only wait downstairs. He sat in a wheelchair, looking up at the building, his face flickering under the red and blue flashing police lights, maintaining that posture for a long time without moving.
It was not until the dark sky suddenly began to rain heavily, dripping into Sui Yuesheng's dark eyes that he finally fluttered his eyelashes and slowly withdrew his gaze.
Across the growing rain, Wu Xun and Sui Yuesheng's eyes met in mid-air. He clearly saw Sui Yuesheng say something to him with a strange look on his face.
Sui Yuesheng moved her lips silently: "You can go accompany her now..."
He said: "You can go and accompany her..."
Wu Xun personally turned an innocent girl into a criminal with a numb mind and blood on her hands. Sui Yuesheng had no way to pull Sui Mingxi back, so he had to let the culprit go with her.
Wu Xun was unwilling to give up and struggled desperately, but was forcibly taken into the car by the police. A flash of lightning roared in the sky, which seemed to symbolize that this tortuous and bizarre murder case had finally come to an end.
Sui Yuesheng knew that everything was over.
Meng Zhoushan was carried into an ambulance and rushed to the hospital. When he woke up again, he found himself lying on a hospital bed, with Sui Yuesheng, Meng Qinglan and others beside him. Even the little brat Yan Xiangming was there, sitting quietly playing with toys, which was rare.
Meng Qinglan was the first to see Meng Zhoushan wake up. She was surprised and said while covering her chest, "Zhoushan, you finally woke up. I was scared to death!"
Upon seeing this, Yan Xiangming immediately threw away his toys and jumped up and down on the end of the bed: "I told you, uncle is so powerful, nothing will happen to him."
Sui Yuesheng said nothing. He sat in a wheelchair, closest to Meng Zhoushan. Where Meng Qinglan couldn't see, he held Meng Zhoushan's hand tightly under the quilt, so hard that it hurt.
"uncle… "
He looked at Meng Zhoushan, his eyes slightly red, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a word.
Meng Zhoushan seemed to understand what Sui Yuesheng wanted to say. Seeing Sui Yuesheng's dark circles, he guessed that he hadn't rested for a long time. He held Sui Yuesheng's cold hand under the quilt, and said in a hoarse but gentle voice: "It's okay."
He wanted to comfort the boy, or touch Sui Yuesheng's head as usual, but the wound was stitched and it was difficult for him to even move.
Meng Qinglan didn't notice their little tricks. When she heard this, she frowned and blamed them, "You said you were fine, but you're covered in blood and you're almost dead. Whether you agree or not, you're not allowed to go to the crime scene again, and you're not allowed to live in that broken building anymore. I've packed your things for you, so hurry up and move back to the city center, or you can't recognize me as your sister!"
Meng Qinglan was really angry this time.
It would have been fine if he liked to run to such messy places before, at least he didn't get hurt. But this time, one murderer after another showed up and wanted to kill him. If he continued like this, what would happen
Unexpectedly, Meng Zhoushan did not oppose her and smiled helplessly: "Even if we want to move, we have to wait until I am discharged from the hospital. By the way, where is Yan Yuezhao?"
Meng Qinglan said, "I'm busy with a case at the police station. Although the murderer has been caught, there is still a lot of work to be done. I heard that he will most likely be sentenced to death. Yan Yuezhao came to see you twice, but I didn't let him stay and sent him back."
She sighed after she finished speaking: "You really should thank Yuesheng. He stayed up all night to take care of you during the days you were in a coma. He didn't sleep for several nights. I asked him to go back but he refused and insisted on staying by your bedside."
Meng Zhoushan said nothing when he heard this, he just hummed lightly: "I know..."
he knows.
Although Meng Zhoushan had woken up, Meng Qinglan was still worried that something was wrong, so she went out to find a doctor.
Seeing her leave, Meng Zhoushan reached out from under the quilt and touched Sui Yuesheng's thin face. The boy lay on the bed like a cat, rubbed his shoulder with his eyes closed, and whispered, "Uncle, the murderer has been caught."
I finally found my long-lost sister, but here she is in this situation.
Meng Zhoushan knew that Sui Yuesheng must not be feeling well, but Sui Mingxi's thoughts could not be corrected and those lives could not be saved.
"After you're discharged from the hospital in a few days, we'll move to our new home."
Meng Zhoushan also has a house in the city center. He pinched Sui Yuesheng's face and said in a gentle and gentle voice, "It's big and beautiful there. If you like to grow flowers, you can grow them directly on the balcony. You don't have to move the flowers outside the window every day."
He described a warm and desirable life, like a dream.
Sui Yuesheng lowered his eyes and quietly grasped Meng Zhoushan's hand, as if he had grasped the only salvation in his life. He was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Uncle, that pot of sunflowers will bloom soon."
Meng Zhoushan still remembers his promise: "You can think about what gift you want in advance."
Yan Xiangming blinked his eyes when he heard this, then quietly approached, tugged at Meng Zhoushan's sleeve, blushed and said shyly: "Uncle, I want a gift too..."
Meng Zhoushan: “…”
In the following days, Meng Zhoushan was recuperating in the hospital, and was finally discharged after his injuries healed. During this period, Meng Qinglan had packed his luggage for him and sent it to his residence in the city center, so he only had to drive home.
Meng Zhoushan was still a little worried: "Sister, didn't you miss anything? My manuscripts are very important."
Meng Qinglan walked with him to the parking lot. She felt helpless when she heard what he said: "If you don't believe me, you should at least believe Yue Sheng. He helped me pack it up. Don't worry, the manuscripts are all well kept in the box. Not a single one is lost."
Meng Zhoushan really didn't say anything after hearing that. He pushed Sui Yuesheng to the side of the car, and suddenly he looked at the time and said to Meng Qinglan, "Sister, you don't have to take me home. Xiangming has a parent-teacher meeting at school today. If you don't go, you'll be late."
Meng Qinglan glanced at Sui Yuesheng, who had difficulty walking, and then at Meng Zhoushan, who had just recovered from a serious illness, and could not hide her worry: "Are you guys okay? Or I'll drive you back."
Meng Zhoushan said: "It's okay, the wound has already scarred, no need to worry about it.
It will affect your driving. You should go quickly. It’s not good to be late for the parent-teacher conference.”
Meng Qinglan couldn't persuade him, and seeing that there was only half an hour left before the parent-teacher meeting, she really didn't have enough time, so she had to drive away in a hurry.
Meng Zhoushan saw her leave, then he opened the passenger door and leaned over to hug Sui Yuesheng in. Unexpectedly, the latter moved aside and said, "Uncle, your injury is not healed yet."
"Even if it's not healed, I can still carry you into the car."
Meng Zhoushan's injury had almost healed, but Meng Qinglan and the others were making too much of a fuss. Seeing Sui Yuesheng hiding and refusing to let him touch him, he simply pulled the boy into his arms, lifted him up and put him in the passenger seat.
Sui Yuesheng subconsciously stopped struggling, but saw that Meng Zhoushan had already put the wheelchair away and put it in the trunk, then walked around to the other side and sat in the driver's seat.
"You're lighter again."
This was the first sentence Meng Zhoushan said after getting in the car. It was obviously he who was injured and hospitalized, but Sui Yuesheng was the one who suffered the most.
Sui Yuesheng said, "It's not lighter, it's a little heavier."
Meng Zhoushan started the car and glanced at him: "Why do you say that?"
Sui Yuesheng stretched out his hand and measured a short distance: "I have grown taller."
Meng Zhoushan didn't know how he came to this conclusion, because whether analyzing from Sui Yuesheng's age or physical condition, this possibility was very small.
I got thinner, I got fatter, I got taller, and I got older. These can probably be categorized as the four major illusions in life.
Meng Zhoushan smiled slightly and said, "What do you mean you grew taller? Did your hair grow taller?"
Sui Yuesheng didn't say anything. He could tell that Meng Zhoushan was laughing at him: "Go back and measure it and you'll know."
Meng Zhoushan has no fixed place to live all year round, but his house in the city center has always been cleaned regularly by hourly workers, so it is still clean when he returns. Meng Qinglan packed their luggage into boxes and neatly stacked them in the middle of the living room. It didn't look like much, only four or five. The pot of sunflowers was also placed on the balcony.
Meng Zhoushan opened the door with his fingerprint, and then pushed Sui Yuesheng in: "The lock here doesn't require a key, it requires a fingerprint. I'll help you record your fingerprint later."
Sui Yuesheng looked at the size of the house, which was about 150 square meters. The living room had a full-length window, and the sun poured in, illuminating the entire room. The decoration was elegant, and compared to where he had lived before, it was like heaven and earth.
Sui Yuesheng turned around and looked at Meng Zhoushan, and said softly: "Uncle, your house is so beautiful."
Meng Zhoushan paused when he heard this, then slowly squatted down in front of him, looking directly at Sui Yuesheng behind his glasses, and said in a gentle tone: "Yuesheng, this will be your home from now on."
He seemed to have revealed some information invisibly, but it was too obscure for people to catch.
Sui Yuesheng stared at Meng Zhoushan without saying anything. After a few seconds, he leaned forward slightly, suddenly wrapped his arms around Meng Zhoushan's neck, and kissed him without warning. This kiss was very strong, and it was different from Sui Yuesheng's usual silent character, with a bit of possession and venting.
"uncle… "
Sui Yue's voice was vague, low and dark,
"Don't get hurt next time..."
In the hospital that day, there were Meng Qinglan, Yan Yuezhao, and the police. Sui Yuesheng could not say anything, could not do anything, but when he saw Meng Zhoushan lying on the hospital bed, the hatred in his heart always surged.
Sui Yuesheng’s kiss was piercing, yet clumsy and unfamiliar.
Meng Zhoushan subconsciously caught his leaning body, and for a moment he didn't know whether to respond or refuse. Until Sui Yuesheng somehow fell off the wheelchair, they rolled on the ground hugging each other.
Mengzhou Mountain is above and Sui Yuesheng is below.
The carpet was soft enough to accommodate and wrap their bodies.
Meng Zhoushan's glasses fell somewhere, and without that barrier, he could clearly see his own reflection in Sui Yuesheng's pupils. The two of them were nose to nose, so close that they could hear each other's breathing.
"uncle… "
Sui Yuesheng slowly closed his eyes, as if waiting for something.
You should kiss him.
This sentence suddenly appeared in Meng Zhoushan's mind. He didn't know why he had this thought, but it really appeared.
Meng Zhoushan's body was out of control. He slowly lowered his head and kissed Sui Yuesheng, his palm falling on the boy's thin waist and tightening silently.
Sui Yuesheng felt the warmth on her lips and subconsciously opened her eyes, unable to hide her surprise. Then she reacted and began to respond to Meng Zhoushan clumsily, with her tongue soft and tickling.
The boy's legs were still unresponsive, like the tail of a fish stranded on a rocky beach, unable to move even a little.
Meng Zhoushan's bony hands grasped Sui Yuesheng's slender ankles tightly, then slowly moved upwards, pressing his calves from time to time. The burning heat from his palms passed through the fabric directly to his skin.
Sui Yuesheng couldn't help but tremble, and groaned: "Uncle..."
Meng Zhoushan's fingertips continued to move upwards, his gentle strength made people feel that he was very gentle, but he was in control of everything with ease. He asked Sui Yuesheng in a hoarse voice: "Do you feel it?"
Sui Yuesheng hugged his neck tightly, her thick eyelashes wet with tears, and she looked helpless for some reason, not knowing how to answer: "I..."
Meng Zhoushan applied more strength. He held the boy's slender legs, his palms pressed against his delicate skin, and asked again in a hoarse voice, "Do you feel anything?"
Sui Yuesheng moved her lips silently: "Yes..."
It itches, but very weakly.
“It’s good to have feelings.”
Meng Zhoushan had been on the brink of life and death, and his state of mind had changed subtly, but it was hard to tell where he had changed. At least in the past, he would never lose his mind and do such a close act. Meng Zhoushan finally kissed Sui Yuesheng's eyes very lightly, and said in a low voice: "Think of this place as your home..."
He said: "You and my home..."
Meng Zhoushan took the initiative to kiss Sui Yuesheng and said this sentence, the meaning of which was self-evident. As soon as he finished speaking, a prompt sounded in his ears:
Ding! Please pay attention, the villain's blackness has dropped to 10, victory is just around the corner, please keep working hard! !
When the system suddenly appeared, it was like a large light bulb that could blind people. But fortunately, it knew what was happening and disappeared after a while.
Sui Yuesheng paused slightly when he heard Meng Zhoushan's words. He looked up at Meng Zhoushan. This gentle and handsome face was so familiar to him. Now he could finally touch it. But he felt a sour feeling in his heart. "Didn't you say that you would give me an answer when I was 22 years old..."
Meng Zhoushan did not speak. After a long silence, he slowly
Opening: "... Yuesheng, my answer will never change, not now, and not when you are twenty-two."
So it doesn’t matter when you say it.
"But you still have the opportunity to regret and you still have room for choice."
"If one day you recover, see the wider world outside, and want to choose another path, I respect you."
Meng Zhoushan was willing to always leave a way out for the young man who had no way out. With him, Sui Yuesheng could regret and leave at any time.
In his previous life, Meng Zhoushan lived in that dangerous building for three years. When he moved in, Sui Yuesheng was 19 years old. After he moved out, Sui Yuesheng died at the age of 22.
In a sense, he also witnessed the boy's short life.
Sui Yuesheng didn't know what he remembered when he heard this, and his expression was dazed for a moment. He slowly tightened his arms, hugged Meng Zhoushan, and whispered in his ear: "Uncle, my choice will not change."
His choice never changed, whether it was life or death...
It’s the same now, and it will be the same three years from now…
At that time, Meng Zhoushan had not yet understood the deep meaning of Sui Yuesheng's words. After he moved and settled down, he began to contact doctors everywhere, taking Sui Yuesheng to see doctors one by one, and finally found a well-known old Chinese doctor who was about to retire. He gave her massage, acupuncture and rehabilitation treatment every day.
Sui Yuesheng was also struggling to walk. His legs had already shown signs of recovery, and after a period of acupuncture, he could barely stand up from the wheelchair for a few seconds.
“Try to walk a little.”
In his spare time, Meng Zhoushan has been helping Sui Yuesheng walk. Today, he just finished the last course of acupuncture. After returning home, he followed the doctor's instructions and helped Sui Yuesheng exercise for rehabilitation.
Meng Zhoushan stood a few steps away from Sui Yuesheng, stretched out his hand to him, and motioned him to come over: "Stand up and give it a try."
He was very close, Sui Yuesheng subconsciously wanted to hold his hand, but Meng Zhoushan avoided him. The other party wore gold-rimmed glasses and looked serious, just like a serious teacher in the classroom: "Stand up by yourself."
Sui Yue choked. It was the first time he saw Meng Zhoushan being so serious towards him. He couldn't help but pursed his lips: "Uncle, help me..."
The boy is acting coquettishly.
Meng Zhoushan adjusted his glasses and shook his head slowly. He was helpless, and kept his right hand stretched out in the air: "Try to stand up by yourself, I'll be watching you, you won't fall."
Sui Yuesheng had no choice but to hold the handrails tightly, using his arms for support, and stood up from the wheelchair with difficulty. His body was unstable, and he staggered and almost fell, but finally he managed to keep his balance. The simple action of standing up made him sweat profusely.
Meng Zhoushan suppressed his desire to step forward to help, and said to Sui Yuesheng, "Come over slowly, step by step."
There was only three steps between them.
Sui Yuesheng's character is not as soft and harmless as his appearance, and he has a cruel heart in his bones. He stared at Meng Zhoushan's hand that always held the pen, and took a difficult step towards that hand.
This step was very small, even less than ten centimeters, but it made Meng Zhoushan's expression relax for a moment. He couldn't help but smile, and moved his fingertips lightly, patiently waiting for the boy to come over: "Come over slowly, there are only a few steps left."
Sui Yuesheng reached out and tried to hold him back, but Meng Zhoushan still dodged and stood aside, pretending to protect him: "
One more step. ”
Sui Yuesheng had to move his left leg with difficulty, maintaining his balance while moving a little closer to him. This time it took a full three minutes.
Sui Yuesheng's hair was soaked with cold sweat. He looked up at Meng Zhoushan, hoping that the man would come over and support him: "Uncle..."
Meng Zhoushan coaxed him softly: "The last step."
Sui Yuesheng looked at the distance between them, silently clenched his teeth, and tried his best to take another step forward. However, perhaps because he was a little impatient, he did not stand firmly this time and stumbled to the ground.
The next second he fell into a familiar embrace.
"You took three steps."
Meng Zhoushan was afraid that he would fall, and only breathed a sigh of relief after he took him into his arms: "If the recovery goes well, you will be able to stand up and walk on your own soon."
Sui Yuesheng had just been looking at Meng Zhoushan's hand. Hearing this, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the distance behind him. For a moment, he found it hard to imagine that he had walked over here. He hugged Meng Zhoushan's waist tightly, looked up at him, and for the first time, a faint hope appeared in his eyes: "Uncle, can I accompany you to many places in the future?"
Meng Zhoushan nodded, paused, and added: "You will meet more people and make more friends."
He suddenly felt an indescribable sense of loss in his heart.
Sui Yuesheng pressed against Meng Zhoushan's face and rubbed it gently, her hair felt furry: "They are different from uncle."
Meng Zhoushan put his arm around his waist, lifted the boy up a little, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "If I hadn't taken you in to live with me, would you have followed the same path as your sister?"
He never knew what path Sui Yuesheng had chosen in his previous life.
The air suddenly froze for a moment because of these words. It was like someone had suddenly pressed the pause button, and the silence was so quiet that it made people feel a little uncomfortable.
Sui Yuesheng raised his eyes and looked at Meng Zhoushan: "Why do you ask this?"
Meng Zhoushan looked at him with a gentle gaze: "Just curious."
Sui Yuesheng paused, then said without emotion: "No..."
He said, “No.”
Meng Zhoushan: “Why?”
Sui Yuesheng lowered his eyes and said something obscure and difficult to understand: "She is standing on the eighteenth level of hell, and I am standing on the seventeenth level."
A drowning person cannot save you, she will only struggle and drag you down with her. Sui Yuesheng could see clearly from the beginning to the end that the hand Sui Mingxi stretched out to him was to pull him down.
So he won't hold...
Meng Zhoushan kissed his forehead and said, "What would you do if I really didn't take you to live with me?"
Sui Yuesheng saw it so clearly that Meng Zhoushan thought he would get an answer of self-reliance and self-improvement, but the other party was silent for a long time and did not answer the question. He only said one sentence: "... I would find it very boring."
I will feel that this world is very boring.
There are only two kinds of power that support a person to live, love or hate. If one day the one you love leaves and the one you hate dies, there will be no meaning.
Then the only end is death.
"… "
Meng Zhoushan found it difficult to understand this sentence. He instinctively didn't want to think deeply about the meaning behind it, so he picked up Sui Yuesheng and put him on the bed.
In a wheelchair. Suddenly remembering what Yan Yuezhao said before, that Sui Yuesheng was the murderer, he shook his head gently: "You don't look like one at all."
Sui Yuesheng's eyes were filled with confusion: "What's not like?"
Meng Zhoushan said: "It doesn't look like he has killed anyone."
"He doesn't look like he's ever killed anyone..."
Sui Yuesheng repeated these two words unconsciously after hearing this. After a moment, he smiled but did not answer.
He pushed the wheelchair to the balcony and pulled Meng Zhoushan over. Then he picked up a pot of blooming sunflowers from the ground, straightened the branches and leaves, raised his hand to show him, and said seriously: "Uncle, look, it bloomed this morning."
The scene before my eyes vaguely overlaps with my previous life.
Meng Zhoushan took the flower pot with both hands, looked at it carefully, and deliberately asked: "Then can we eat melon seeds this year?"
Sui Yuesheng was sometimes very innocent, and didn't know that Meng Zhoushan was lying to her. She pulled the corner of his clothes and said, "Uncle, don't eat it. If you want to eat melon seeds, I'll go downstairs and buy them for you."
You can buy a big bag for a few dollars at the supermarket downstairs.
Meng Zhoushan couldn't help but burst out laughing. He couldn't help but kiss Sui Yuesheng: "Are you silly? How many melon seeds can such a small flower have?"
Sui Yuesheng's face turned red after being kissed by him, and she whispered, "You can't eat it anyway."
"Okay, okay, I won't eat it."
Meng Zhoushan rubbed his hair and said, "Put the flowers in quickly. It's going to rain outside. I'm going to cook."
Sui Yuesheng subconsciously grabbed his hand: "Uncle, where is my gift?"
He now has everything, and lacks nothing. Even Meng Zhoushan's heart was gradually being grasped by him like a fish being caught in a net. So Sui Yuesheng didn't ask for anything and let Meng Zhoushan choose a gift himself.
Meng Zhoushan half leaned against the balcony door, rolled up his shirt sleeves and prepared to cook. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "I'll give it to you when we eat."
Sui Yuesheng then began to tidy up the flowers and plants on the balcony. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and it looked like a storm was coming. He didn't know why, but he was lost in thought as he looked at the sky. Then he slowly raised his hand and carefully examined his fingertips.
Meng Zhoushan said he didn't look like he had ever killed anyone.
But it was actually stained with blood...
Does killing myself count...
A thunderclap suddenly struck, as if it was going to split the sky. But after the rain, the grass below would be more lush and the flowers more colorful, which might not be a bad thing.
Sui Yuesheng slowly withdrew his hand, closed his eyes and slowly exhaled.
His body is like a dry bone,
His heart is like spring...
Even if a flower seed falls into a dark pile of corpses, it can bloom into a flower that represents life.
During the meal, Meng Zhoushan gently placed a beautifully wrapped book next to Sui Yuesheng. The book cover was black, with a picture of a shaky building on the wall, and a small green sprout growing in the crack of the wall. In the middle, red fonts were written with the words "Dangerous Building".
Facing Sui Yuesheng's puzzled look, Meng Zhoushan explained: "I left you a copy of my newly published book."
Sui Yuesheng asked subconsciously: "Is it a true story?"
Meng Zhoushan shook his head: "Adapt."
This is probably his first attempt at a fictional story, but it doesn't hurt to try new areas.
Sui Yuesheng gently opened the book, but saw a
The introduction is written in a powerful pen, which is obviously from the hand of Meng Zhoushan:
I know that all the buried truths will eventually come out.
I know that all secrets will eventually come to light.
I have walked over mountains of corpses, I have traveled to places of sin, and I have witnessed all crimes.
Beneath the ruins, flowers bloom from the dead bones.
Sui Yuesheng read it over and over again, then gently closed the book, stroked the cover with his fingertips, pointed at a green sprout in the corner of the ruins and asked, "What is this?"
Meng Zhoushan smiled and said, "Sunflower."
He felt that the original cover was too depressing, so he asked the artist to add a green sprout.
Sui Yuesheng looked very happy. After all, it was the first time he received such a formal gift from Meng Zhoushan: "I will read it carefully."
Meng Zhoushan inexplicably felt that this sentence sounded like a primary school student swearing to study hard. He reached out and rubbed Sui Yuesheng's head: "Let's eat, and we'll see when we go to bed tonight. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."
They have a long way to go...
There was a sound of dripping rain outside. The two of them lowered their heads to eat quietly until a reminder sounded without warning, breaking the silence:
Ding! Please note that the villain's blackness has dropped to 0. Congratulations on completing this mission and getting a chance to be reborn!
The system jumped out with a whoosh, and appeared gorgeously in front of Meng Zhoushan, and learned to answer quickly: Dear host, you can choose to be reborn, or you can choose to stay in this world, but I know that you will definitely choose to stay, right~
For the first time, it did not persuade the host to be reborn. Its mentality has become infinitely close to that of a salty fish and a Buddhist, which can be abbreviated as Xianfo.
Meng Zhoushan's choice was beyond doubt, but he was still thinking about one thing. After a pause, he asked, "After I died in my previous life, was the murderer caught?"
The system thought for a moment, then reluctantly made an exception and told him: Dear, you can rest in peace now. Your former brother-in-law helped you catch the real murderer based on the clues you left behind.
Former brother-in-law? Yan Yuezhao
Meng Zhoushan was surprised for a moment, then he understood and said "thank you" to the system.
The system shyly turned into a small pink diamond: Oh, you’re welcome~
Meng Zhoushan adjusted his glasses and said, "But I have another question for you, which may be a little presumptuous."
The system is very generous: You say
Meng Zhoushan stared at it, his eyes seemed to see through everything: "Three authors on our website have died in succession. Do you know where they went?"
The system was stunned:…
Meng Zhoushan frowned slightly: Are they dead
The system thought, why should they die? They must be very happy with their wives and children. They are all alive, you just can't see them.
Meng Zhoushan vaguely guessed something: "Did they enter the book like me?"
The system thought that it could not be concealed any longer, so it nodded reluctantly: So you must not save them, as that will change the trajectory of their fate.
Meng Zhoushan exhaled slowly after hearing this. The doubts in his heart were finally answered: "Will you look for the next host?"
The system nodded: Yes, yes, after I unbind you, I will look for the next host.
Meng Zhoushan: "Do you have a candidate?"
The system was very distressed: Not yet, I can only look for it more.
Meng Zhoushan thought for a moment, then lowered his voice and pointed the way: "You can go to the next website and have a look. I heard that they have signed a lot of new authors recently."
The system lit up when it heard this: Huh, really
Meng Zhoushan: "I never lie."
The system was so moved that it burst into tears. It flew over and hugged Meng Zhoushan's arm: Woo woo woo, you are such a good person, thank you, I will leave first~
Meng Zhoushan coughed softly: "You're welcome. It's my duty."
As soon as he finished speaking, the system unbinding prompt sounded in his ears. He saw the dazzling diamond flying from the balcony to the distance and waved to himself: Goodbye, dear host. By the way, my name is Xiao Jin Gang~
Meng Zhoushan unconsciously stood up and walked to the balcony, watching it leave. Sui Yuesheng pushed the wheelchair forward and pulled his clothes: "Uncle, what's wrong?"
Meng Zhoushan leaned over, pointed at the tall building in the distance in the blurry rain, and said to him, "The place where we lived before has been demolished."
Sui Yuesheng shook his head: "It's too far, I can't see it."
Meng Zhoushan smiled and said, "It's okay, I can see it."
The wind and rain came, blowing up the corners of his clothes, and the sky and the earth were damp. Looking at the distant border town, I saw that the shaky and dangerous building had been turned into a ruin by the excavator, and smoke and dust were everywhere.
Meng Zhoushan was not afraid of the dilapidated building, he was only afraid that the tall building standing on people's hearts would collapse.
After the system was untied, I flew for a very long time, until it was dark, and then I suddenly remembered that I seemed to have forgotten to tell Meng Zhoushan something.
Oops! I forgot to remind him to pay Tang Yan back!
The system was startled, and quickly turned around and flew back. In the vast night, it was like a small star, passing through countless tall buildings, and finally returned to Meng Zhoushan's home.
However, it seemed to come at the wrong time. The quilt on the big bed in the master bedroom was raised high, and there seemed to be two people lying inside, and I didn't know what they were doing, and there were ambiguous sounds.
…
The system was stunned, and slowly turned into a yellow diamond. After hesitating for a long time, it finally flew over and stopped beside Meng Zhoushan, calling him: Former host
The man paused when he heard the words. With the red in his eyes, he turned his head subconsciously to see who was talking. However, because he had untied the system, he could no longer see it.
The young man lying under him had charming eyebrows and eyes, and looked enchanting. He hugged Meng Zhoushan tightly with his white and thin arms, and his voice was as hoarse and sweet as honey: "Uncle..."
He cried so much that his eyes turned red, but he could only let his legs move freely, unable to escape. He could only whisper these two words: "Uncle..."
The system has become a complete rhubarb diamond. It couldn't see or not see, so it closed its eyes and quietly approached Meng Zhoushan, whispering in his ear: Tang Yan asked me to tell you something. After he dies, remember to help him pay off the high-interest loans he owes!
After he finished speaking, he flew out of the window with a whoosh and left this world as if he was escaping for his life.