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"What I saw was Mrs. Zhanpusa and Saiman, but not Mrs. Yunping and her husband." Zhiyun said, feeling a little confused.
After all, the story is different from what Han Qingrang told.
Han Qingrang came over with a smile, and flipped to page 360 ??for her very familiarly, "From here on, it is the story of Mrs. Yunping and her husband Bathory Han. In fact, it is very short, and it is mentioned in one stroke. There are many, but you like them best.¡±
He remembered very clearly how many pages he was on, which impressed Zhiyun.
Because the words were too dense, Zhiyun only glanced at them roughly.
Bathory Han, after the vampire Cain, became the most noble vampire in the world, but he was also a murderer. This noble vampire Bathory Han, after falling in love with Mrs. Yunping, became less noble and lived like a human being, but he ruined the nobility of the vampire.
Later, in order to be with Mrs. Yunping, Bathory Han pulled out his fangs and tried his best to be an ordinary person. And Mrs. Yunping let a vampire bite her for Bathory Han, just to become the same vampire as Bathory Han, and she only wanted to be with him forever.
But fate played tricks on them, and the two never came together.
In the past, this was a tragedy caused by fate, which was heartbreaking.
And now it seems that this is the power of the protagonist¡¯s halo.
Saiman is also a vampire, but a kind-hearted vampire. Mrs. James is a human being. The two experienced difficulties, lived happily together, and gave birth to a cute baby.
But Mrs. Yunping and Bathory Han cannot be together.
In the end, Bathory Han left his ribs to Mrs. Yunping, and the two separated forever.
When seeing this, Zhiyun's mood was particularly complicated.
Mrs. Yunping, Bathory Han, ribs
It all seems to exist.
Zhiyun closed the book, wanting to put it down and calm down.
But when she closed the book and her eyes fell on the cover of the book, she discovered that the author of this book was: Li Zhi Antoinette Ursuda.
It turned out to be a book she wrote herself? ? ?
what happened?
Zhiyun suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Han Qingrang, his eyes full of doubts, "Did I write this book?"
"Yes." Han Qingrang responded: "You wrote it yourself."
This time he answered very seriously and had no intention of hiding anything. He wanted to let her know all this.
So I said yes for sure and told her the answer.
Zhiyun¡¯s expression was slightly dull.
She could not imagine that she had written such a book! ! !
All kinds of information poured into Zhiyun's mind, intertwined and a little confusing, because she had not digested these fragments properly.
She recalled carefully, but she didn¡¯t have these memories in her mind, and there was no remnant at all.
¡°Also, this is her second life, not her first.
Han Qingrang raised his hand and gently rubbed her forehead, "Zhizhi, you are a brand new you now. It doesn't matter whether you remember it or not."
Of course Zhiyun understood what he meant.
The memory of the first life and the memory of the second life can never overlap.
"So, when you came to Xihua, you gave me a piece of rib when you first saw me. Is it related to Shengdiya?" Zhiyun asked him.
"Related."
"That rib, is it yours or mine?"
"Mine," he said.
Even though he already had the answer in his heart, Zhiyun was still stunned for a moment.
When he said the word 'mine', he felt so relaxed.
He is a good person, how could he have a broken rib?
"and you¡¡"
She was about to ask, but he had already held her hand, picked it up, and pressed it on the area of ??his chest. He answered her first and told her everything: "Zhiwei, I took it out myself. , represents me, but our story is happy and has an ending. The rib also represents that you are my weakness, the only weakness in my life, do you understand?"
It¡¯s his ribs??¡¡
It turned out to be really his ribs.
He said that she was the only weakness in his life.
Since receiving the rib from him, Zhiyun has never thought of the rib again, but she remembers clearly where it was placed in the room.
Because she was afraid of giving it back to him, she clearly remembered putting it there, waiting for him to take it back.
And she never knew or thought that it would be a rib from him. She always thought it was from an animal, or it was fake
Touching his body with her palms and feeling his body temperature, Zhiyun asked him, "Why do you want to remove a piece of ribs? You are hurting yourself."
"Because Zhizhi doesn't remember me, I can only do this to make Zhizhi feel that I have existed in your life. No matter if I have existed at any time, you must remember it."
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He really looks like a psychopath.
A super sick psychopath.
After hearing these truths, Zhiyun felt extremely depressed.
Because she didn¡¯t know anything before, but now she knows everything all at once. Even though her ability to accept is very strong, she still needs to digest it slowly.
"So Mrs. Yunping, and Bathory Han are both characters in the book created by me, is that right?" Zhiyun asked, looking as if she still didn't believe it.
"Well, that's it, Zhiwei."
After responding, Han Qingrang hugged her and rested his chin gently on her shoulder, "Zhizhi, I am Teng Qingdu, this is my name. And Han Qingrang, was born because of you. Ribs, I also exist because of you. Zhizhi, you and I have already become one."
??Zhizhi, I am Teng Qingdu.
Han Qingrang was born because of you.
The ribs also exist because of you.
You and I have become one.
Zhiyun was indescribably shocked by his words.
Until now, at this moment Zhiyun knew that the name Han Qingrang was actually born because of her
She understands, she finally understands now.
All of this was finally cleared away from the mist, and she understood it all.
"When I woke up in this life, I always thought that I was living in a book. In fact, I was not living in this book, but in this story written by Shengdiya! In the book I thought, In fact, it is another kind of virtual projection of the story I wrote. I know how to take every step because I have the virtual outline of the story in my mind, but it is projected and becomes a kind of virtual reality. story¡¡"
?That¡¯s it.
She finally understood.
Because she couldn¡¯t remember the story she had made up, the second generation had a blurred story in her mind. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com