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Chapter 53: The Warmth of the Past

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    For No. 3, the past events were not completely remembered, but the events of him and her surged out from the depths of his mind in detail, and they were not as clear as yesterday, they were all shrouded in a veil.  For a while, even he himself didn't know whether the past was faked or not.

    At that time, he was a mercenary immersed in the rain of blood, and she was just an ordinary medical student living in peace. It was a very old-fashioned encounter. He met his enemy when he was on vacation in the country.  The boat capsized, and she happened to have a heart so charitable that she was willing to help stray cats and dogs.

    For the first time, he touched the tenderness and concern that was different from the friendship of comrades-in-arms. His heart, which was obsessed with chaos and blood, throbbed slightly. However, when he recovered from his injury, he still chose to leave.  Looking at the sky, he would rather that she live in peace and stability, and he does not want to drag her into any possible danger.

    When they met again, he still looked like he was dying, and she had become a surgeon in a large hospital. Although she entered a complicated society from the ivory tower, she was still kind and kind, even if she was a little more vigilant.  , and still saved him from this strange trouble.

    While bandaging, she remembered him, and a warm light of concern once again appeared in her pair of watery eyes, like an old friend reunited after a long absence. She sat beside him and asked many, many questions.  Having said that, what can't be said, he smiled and shook his head, but for the first time he felt the harmony of ordinary people in his chest.

    You can touch the light and warmth with your hand. He has fallen and succeeded. He has been licking blood with the tip of a knife all year round. He has a sense of mystery and time that his peers do not have. He is outstanding among the people around her.

    There was more shyness and love in her eyes. To him, it was like an addictive poison. He couldn't extricate himself from it for a while, and he didn't want to get away from it. He always thought that he could protect her.

    Retire early and get rid of those tails that might pose a threat in advance. He struggled on the line of life and death several times, but his heart was always sweet. Every time he took a step stained with blood, the distance between him and her shortened  One point, and the end of the road is her who is pure and happy, how can he not be content with it?

    The wedding was very simple. He was a widow and acquaintance in the past. He also cut off all contact with her, and her family was not complicated.  , He originally thought that this kind of ordinary and happy life, he would never be able to touch it.

    However, what he didn't expect was that what separated them was not the enemy in his nightmares, but the inevitable eternal doomsday.

    Along the way, he protected her and struggled to survive between the fangs. At the beginning, he still had that confidence, but later, when the zombies began to escalate, he never aroused his abilities

    The memory is broken here. No. 3 tried hard to recall, but it was in vain. He raised his head, looked at the harmony and beauty of the past, and sighed faintly.

    "I've never seen someone begging me like you, I'm not sure, you won't die on the operating table!"

    "I'm crazy but I still can't forget her, I want to die but I can't die, it's better to be a string puppet than to live."

    "I recognize you, but it's just that I finally got out of the quagmire and went back again. Are you really willing?"

    "As long as you can forget her, my body is at your disposal."

    "I don't think I will lose out on this deal, it can be reached."

    At that time, what kind of mood did he beg that person, despair, or distraught?

    He chose to forget, No. 3 laughed softly, he is really a coward.

    Mu Qiao poked her head out from behind Xu Yi, looked at No. 3 whose expression changed drastically, and was a little afraid that in the next moment, this already crazy person would really become a worthless lunatic.

    "Did I do something wrong?" Seeing No. 3 immersed in the memory and unable to break free, Mu Qiao felt a little regretful. Did she do something wrong?

    Xu Yi shook his head lightly. He was not comforting Mu Qiao, but Mu Qiao's method was the same as the method he was going to adopt.  Find the similarities and differences among them, so as to indirectly explore the behavior style of the people behind the scenes.

    Mu Qiao didn't think as deeply as Xu Yi, but after thinking about it, the male lead was unlikely to tolerate her mistakes, so she calmed down a little, she could see that No. 3 was different from the previous two, he  It seems that the collapse is not all the handwriting of the people behind the scenes.

    "Whatever you want to ask, just ask." When No. 3 opened his eyes again, his expression had regained his composure.The two of them suddenly felt a little cramping in their hearts.

    "Your memory has all been restored?" Mu Qiao blinked, and there was a bit of curiosity in her words. No. 3 doesn't look like an ordinary person, and his story must be different.

    "Father's hypnosis is not so easy to dispel. If I remember all of it, I'm afraid I won't be able to talk to you properly." The last area covered by blood remained motionless, and No. 3 couldn't say whether it was luck or regret.

    Hypnotized?  The new clue has been unlocked, Xu Yi and Mu Qiao's eyes are facing each other, if it is hypnosis, everything can make sense, but, No. 3 already knows it is hypnosis, so, does it mean that he and the people behind the scenes  People are not subordinate relationships, but cooperative relationships?

    "You may not believe me, I've been insane for a long time, and it was my father who brought me back to my sanity." When Number Three talked about the people behind the scenes, he didn't naturally show fear like Xiao Jiu and Number Seven.  It's a more complex emotion, like gratitude and defense.

    The words of No. 3 supported Xu Yi's guess. He tilted his head slightly, thoughtful, and then asked, "Did he kill your lover?"

    "No." No. 3 looked a little surprised, as if he didn't quite understand how the topic developed in this strange direction.

    "Are you awakened at the beginning of the end?" Mu Qiao asked softly without disturbing Xu Yi's thoughts.

    Hearing this, No. 3 was slightly taken aback, then looked down at his hands bound by vines, shook his head slightly, and then looked up at Mu Qiao. No wonder, he would admit his mistake.  With a faint smell of disinfectant.

    "I have never awakened the ability, so I couldn't protect her." A bit of sadness was involuntarily added to the eyes, but No. 3 still answered truthfully, "How many times have we struggled to survive in the apocalypse?"  After ten years, in the end, I still failed to protect her well."

    Decades?  Xu Yi was slightly taken aback. Although Mu Qiao had already said that the time was wrong and there was a problem with her lifespan, the situation of No. 3 was too intuitive, so he pointed it out directly: "It's been a long time since you got married.  Doomsday, Doomsday has lived for decades, but now you look like you are only in your twenties." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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