Fang Daichuan stared blankly at the sea water.
How to do? He should have jumped down on the back foot to catch Li Sinian. But the truth is, at that moment, he was scared. His legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he missed the best time.
How much of Li Sinian's sigh was because he saw clearly my timidity and selfishness, and how much was because of his despair of his own life? Fang Daichuan stared blankly at the sea below that swallowed Li Sinian's body. He still said at the end, Fang Daichuan, you must live. But when he could be rescued completely, I hesitated to step forward.
"I'm really not a witch!" Niu Xinyan weakly argued, "Nannan, do you believe me?! I'm not a witch!"
The little boy stared suspiciously at Niu Xinyan without speaking, his eyes were dark.
Fang Daichuan's eyes were blurred, he remembered the statue of gods and demons carved on the second floor of the villa, and at that moment he understood the meaning of the boss behind the scenes. Boss is not the goddess of justice, but the gods and demons behind the goddess. One thought opens and one thought closes, this is human nature.
"What do you want to see?" Fang Daichuan raised his face and looked at the moon in the sky, as if he saw a pair of eyes in front of the monitor behind the moon, those eyes were staring at them closely, like an experimenter observing ants fighting for food , "Is this your purpose? To see human beings killing each other, so that everyone can see their own despicableness?"
Tear open the moon, will you find the real world behind the curtain? Fang Daichuan closed his eyes and let the rain take away his tears.
Li Sinian's voice kept echoing in his ears: "Live, Fang Daichuan, you must live."
However, he clearly saw another Li Sinian in front of his eyes, holding his hand tightly, and said, "Help me, save me."
Everyone was also shocked by this accident. Yang Song pointed at Niu Xinyan and cursed: "That bottle of antidote is so important?! You won't save a living person who died in front of you!"
Every word punishes the heart.
Fang Daichuan closed his eyes.
Fang Daichuan stood up with his head bowed, water droplets rolling down his cheeks and hair tips, he made a decision.
Facing the heavy thunder, Fang Daichuan got up calmly and blew up a bomb. He raised his finger, lit up the two potions in his palm, and said, "Stop arguing, I am the real witch."
Yang Song suddenly turned his head to look at him, and the scene suddenly fell silent because of this sentence.
The little boy sensed something in the palm of his hand, and was about to pounce on it.
The others present were all girls, Fang Daichuan might hesitate to fight with them, what psychological burden would he have for beating a crazy kid who didn't know his real age and identity? Fang Daichuan kicked the child away, and with a flick of his toe, lifted the syringe in the child's hand into the air.
"Don't hit!" Niu Xinyan screamed, and knelt down to support the boy.
Fang Daichuan sneered, rolled on the spot, and picked up the syringe on the ground. Standing by the sea, his voice was unparalleled against the backdrop of lightning: "Yang Song is right in saying that this bottle of antidote is really that important? Li Sinian is dead, and I would rather take this bottle of antidote with him to bury him." , and will never leave it to you.”
After he finished speaking, he looked down at the rocky cliff several meters high, took a deep breath, and mustered up the courage to jump down with his eyes closed.
He really didn't know what happened on the shore that night. The moment his body fell into the water, his mind went blank, and the icy sea water instantly filled the gaps in his clothes. The sharp corner of the reef hurt his forehead, and the sea water stung the wound painfully. In the darkness, he couldn't see the direction clearly, and he didn't know where Li Sinian had fallen. Only a halo of light from the hazy lighthouse in the distance let him know which side was the sea level.
Holding his breath, he dived deeply toward the direction opposite to the light, still holding the medicine bottle and needle tightly in his hand.
The sea water was groggy, time and space seemed to be frozen, sand and stones were mixed among the snake-like aquatic plants, Fang Daichuan's lungs almost exploded.
Human beings' fear of the ocean may be inscribed in their genes. Fang Daichuan jumped down enough to be a man, and after splashing into the water, he was born with endless fear. He didn't really want to be buried with Li Sinian, nor was he really stupid to this extent. In order to leave him with the hope of surviving, Li Sinian himself was about to die, so why should he give away another human head for nothing
He came down to save Li Sinian, and he really couldn't stand the act of giving his life away for nothing. He also thought very simply, since he is 100% sure that the other party is a good person, if there is a chance, why not use it? The antidote is just such a bottle, what to do with it, it will change later. However, Li Sinian didn't give him room to cooperate at all, he jumped into the sea when he said that he jumped into the sea, which was more decisive than wolf knife.
You are so fucking cruel, Fang Daichuan tried to open his eyes wide with his last breath, cursing Li Sinian loudly in his heart, completely forgetting that he marked Li Sinian first.
He stubbornly looked for Li Sinian's figure that might appear in the aquatic plants.
He quickly sensed that something was wrong, the aquatic plants were being pulled by two great forces, they swooped in his direction for a while, and pulled in the opposite direction for a while. One force is the tide, and what is the opposite force? Before Fang Daichuan could react, he was sucked into the rocks by the suction like the heart of the earth. The water grass snake slapped him on the face, and he was slapped onto the rock with a bang, and spat out the last breath in his mouth.
Seaweed and cold sea water poured into his body along his nasal cavity and throat. His limbs twitched and he looked up at the distant sea. Time seemed to have passed a century, but he felt that time seemed to have been frozen. "I'm afraid I'm going to die." The foam on his face blocked Fang Daichuan's sight, he thought wildly, "It is said that before death, time freezes, and the process of death is infinitely prolonged, which is too cruel."
He flapped his arms in vain, desperately grabbing a stick of slippery waterweed, then thought, if time had frozen, it would be fine, if this struggle lasted more than ten minutes, Li Sinian's situation would be almost the same Must die.
I really didn't expect that I wanted to rescue him and tie a round, but in the end I gave him a head for nothing. Fang Daichuan swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, smiled bitterly in despair, and asked himself if he regretted it.
-regret. How good it would be to stay on the shore, how great it would be to survive, there are so many things I haven’t done, so many fun places I haven’t been to, and there are still a small number of die-hard fans with stable quality waiting for him to go back, acting and kung fu. His parents have only one child, Brother Deng, and Xiao Zhou, a popular little girl in the company, who will smile politely at him every time they meet.
It's good to be alive.
But many things are not allowed to regret, many things can not be against one's will.
Some things are destined to be more important than fate.
Drifting aquatic plants, icy sea water, two diametrically opposed undercurrents, a hopeless situation.
Fang Daichuan smiled wryly, and finally exhausted his last breath. His limbs were convulsed, his body was getting heavier and heavier, two completely different forces were tearing at him, as if they were going to tear him apart.
However, at the moment when he was swept away by the undercurrent, Fang Daichuan's wrist suddenly hurt.
In the darkness, something grabbed his hand tightly.
His lips became cold, then warm again, and he came over in one breath. He held the medicine in one hand, and tightly held the man's hand in the other. The corners of his eyes were hot, and two waters that were completely different from sea water gushed out. beads.