Chapter 65： Heart disease

He resigned his hand and sat on the big belly and began to shift the topic: "What was the stone you gave me yesterday?"

"Energy spar is the meal I mentioned before. You are too imaginary and need energy to make up more." Xi Guizhen used a paw to evoke the trousers of He Ruge and saw the red on his foot. Doubled the demon pattern, nodded with satisfaction: "I will give you a meal every day, feed for half a month, you will definitely be awakened perfectly."

Feeling, awakening?

How does Xi Guiyu know that he is in awakening? Is this game really a legacy that can't be met? ! After the game is cleared, will he be able to walk on the peaks of the demon?

He Ruge has a face.

Red white is reasonable, just like the skin of the milk is set off more attractive, Xi Guiyi can not look more, for fear that he can not help but pick up the ankle. He Ru Ge has a taste that appeals to him. The strange scent that has been immersed in the bones and soaked in blood has been known to be delicious.

He Ruge doesn't know that his feet have been remembered. In fact, it makes sense to reincarnate this sentence, just as he once remembered the claws, belly, and buttocks of Xiaobaihu. Look at his hands, feet, waist and the soft ass.

The loose clothes covered the thin waist, but the buttocks of the buttocks propped up the fabric. The white tiger squatted on the ground, and the big head pressed against the overlapping claws. It seemed to be a clever eye to see He Ruge into the monitoring room, but the line of sight But staring at the twisted ass.

Every time the buttocks twisted, the tiger tail would be lazy.

Although his **** was dismissed by He Ruge, he never dismissed He Ru's ass. The meat pad is facing the air one by one. When the door is completely closed, the white tiger has some regrets to put the claw down. He changes back to the human form and goes to the arsenal to pick a new weapon, just like choosing his tableware.

This game is amazing, the Zerg killed in the game is really able to supplement his energy in reality. After returning to harvest a day of leeks, he gave He Ruge a gift of energy spar. After returning to his resting place, he returned to see the uninvited guest in the room.

The medicine-seeking mouse sits on the robot arm, holding two cups of steaming milk tea in both hands, and friendly: "Hello, No. 20, do you want a cup of sweet milk tea?"

Xi Guiyi leaned against the wall and looked down at the drug-seeking mouse who had not yet slapped him. He had a hundred ways to pinch the other's tail and throw the mouse out of the door.

But he did not do this in the end.

The air was filled with the scent of milk tea, and the squad was half-squatted on the ground and took a finger-sized mini-cup. The medicine tea used to entertain guests in the infirmary uses large cups, but it is inconvenient to carry large cups on the trip, so only small cups can be provided.

However, Xi Guizhen only took the cup and didn't even have a drink. He knows what Mao Zhengzhen was looking for in the middle of the night because he had experienced it all.

However, at that time, the situation was different from the current situation. At that time, he had just come out of the brainwashing room. He was the monster of the body, he controlled the body and made some abnormal moves. However, these actions were regarded as a stress response after brainwashing, and he was sent to the infirmary for treatment.

Mao Zhengyi mistakenly thought that he was a dual personality and found some of his ability to be different from ordinary people. Mao Zhengyi, who has a high attainment in the spiritual world, has awakened him to sleep, trying to make the two of him harmoniously coexist.

Perhaps ordinary people are helped by this, and they will be grateful to Mao Zhengyi. Perhaps this is the person who is cold-blooded and ruthless. He knows that Mao Zhengyi is not asking for anything, so he is not grateful to the mouse from beginning to end.

Before encountering such a song, he did not believe that there would be goodwill in the world for no reason. Everyone is good at him. Those who have value in use are eligible for assistance. Whether it was a drug-seeking mouse or a federal after the drug-seeking mouse, he told him this with practical actions.

If it wasn't for him, he would only die in this huge cage like the countless abandoned experimental bodies in the Xinghai Orphanage. The body was treated as a zerg ration, from birth to death. .

So why should I be grateful?

Grateful for this cold-eyed look at the last one who pulled him. I am grateful to the federation that knows everything but lets the experiment go, knowing that the experiment has made a breakthrough and started to close the net.

Why?

Why not destroy everything, whether it is good or bad, black or white, including the gray between the two, everything is destroyed, and eternal peace in the aftermath of the explosion.

The heart of Xi Guiyi suddenly began to tighten up. He thought he had forgiven all of this, or he was relieved of the past.

But this is not the case. All the things happening are happening. Even if the nails are pulled out from the stakes, the traces left are still indelible, just like his rotten, full of insects in the wilderness. When the wind blows, it will still make a loud noise.

He could not forget that this unforgettable hatred could not be forgotten, and it ran through his half-life humiliation. It’s so uncomfortable, those hatreds are full of thorns, and these things must be thrown out so that they won’t be hurt when they are accidentally touched.

But he refused to throw it out.

He forgave himself for being a thorny person, but he could not forgive the hatred of a long thorn. On the basis of what he wants to forgive, he will impose the cruelest punishment on those who have committed sin, and let them live in endless fear.

When I think of it, Xi Guizhen began to regret that she only frowned the experiment and gave those people a happy way to die.

The dark side of the heart was getting bigger and bigger, and the palm of the hand slammed the cup.

The drug-seeking mouse was shocked. He looked at the pieces of the palm of his hand and said, "Do you need me to dress up the wound for you?"

The fine pain made the slumber calm down. The blue scorpion seemed to have a layer of ice, and the ice that could not be opened. He looked down at the drug-seeking mouse indifferently and smiled and said: "No."

Again, this nausea.

Why is it so disgusting? Everything here makes him feel sick. He wants to see what he likes. It’s hard to just look at each other.

But can't go, such a ugly face, he will disturb the dream of a good person.

Just a few days ago, he thought his illness was already good. Like a normal person, you can go to the bright and honest to pursue the people you like. Even if they hug each other, he doesn't have to worry about the thorns on his body, it will hurt the other side.

It turns out that it is an illusion.

It’s just that he is wishful thinking. People like him, if they hug each other, put their ears on the left chest, they can hear the sound of the dark river flowing, a huge and lonely dark river, flowing through the endless night.

The hot-faced cold-sucking drug-seeking mouse didn't care about the attitude of the blame. He continued to cheerfully say: "I also watched you grow up, when you were so small that you could shrink into your arms..."

When he mentioned He Ruge, the stalking singer singed and singularly calmed down. He silently listened to the rat and recalled the past, and coveted the pieces on the palm of his hand.

"At that time, softness and softness were much more lovely than you. You seem to have been against me since childhood."

Just like when he was sitting in his soft arms, he heard a soft voice, and he was stunned and smiled.

Xi Guizhen suddenly remembered that this drug-seeking mouse had helped them.

I played a "hidden cat" game on the 19th and gave it a 19-pack of tea powder. I lied on the 19th that it was a prescribed medicine. At the end of life on the 19th, I also sent goodwill.

Not for any benefit, because the little rabbit on the 19th has no use value.

The drug-seeking mouse in front of the eyes suddenly and intensively interacted with the image in memory. Perhaps the shift of the image appeared very early, but it was not reluctant to admit it.

He hated the cold-blooded, ruthless, mercenary, and false-minded Mao Zhengyi for so many years. This abominable object is only a shadow in the darkness of his countless hatred.

He can't forgive these darkness, so I hope that these darknesses will be dark enough to disappear, so that he can vent his negative emotions in the darkness of covering everything.

"You like it very much, right?"

Xi Guizhen looked coldly at the drug-seeking mouse. "It has nothing to do with you."

The drug-seeking mouse said patiently: "Of course it is related to me, I have cooperated with me." If you are afraid of blame, you can't understand it. The words of the drug-seeking mouse are very naive, as if you are talking to a little baby: "The people here It’s too bad, so I’m going to fight big bad guys with me. Are you willing to protect you? If he is hurt by a bad guy, it’s not good.”

"It’s as if you are a good person."

The expression of the drug-seeking mouse suddenly froze. He held the milk tea at a loss. He didn't even notice the beard falling into the milk tea. For a long while, the drug-seeking mouse whispered: "Yeah, it seems that I am a good person. Here People are too bad, I am also a bad guy."

The finger rubbed in the cup. "So you have to protect it. What if he is hurt by my bad guy?"

When the drug-seeking mouse talked about half, he suddenly closed his mouth. He looked at him with a sly look. He seemed to think about a lot of things. He had been silent for a long time, and the drug-seeking mouse whispered: "Sorry."

Sorry.

Xi Guizheng had never heard an apology. When he ruined it, he could only hear the cry for help and beg. No one said sorry, no one said sorry for the suffering he had experienced.

But is it sorry to be useful?

Can you smooth everything with a word of regret?

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"For so many years, I have lived the most hated appearance I have ever done. I have done a lot of wrong things, even in the last second, I have done something wrong. I should not use your weakness to negotiate with you." The rats and the two hands were held together. He lowered his white head and trembled: "Oh, the bad guy is old, and he is also a bad person. It is a bad guy who is not worthy of being forgiven."

"I will cooperate with you, let's go." Silence for a long time, Xi Guizhen only spit out this sentence.

The drug-seeking mouse sits on the robotic arm and quietly leaves the room to blame. The lonely figure is melted into the darkness, and with the secrets that he has never told the world, it is integrated into the endless darkness.

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