Inferior pampering

Chapter 3

Putting a gun to your head on your wedding night wasn't intentional either. It's not that I hate you, it's my own problem. After that incident, I was very afraid of touching others, which would kill them, but I have no chance to explain it anymore. I have no strength and can't hold on.

Let it be like this for the rest of my life, I admit it.

But if there is a next life, I don't want to go through all this again, and I don't want to like you anymore... I just want to be alone and live a good life..."

The raging flames swallowed his forearm in one gulp, Ji Tingyu howled in pain and rolled into a ball.

He could no longer maintain his human form, so he could only turn back into a kitten, put the contents in his mouth, looked up desperately in the direction of the home he could never return to, and was swallowed by scarlet, turning into a scorched black mass.

At the last moment, He Zhuo saw clearly what he was clutching tightly. It was the souvenir stone bracelet that he bought for him for 25 yuan when he first met on the snow mountain.

After waking up from the dream, he opened the brocade box containing Ji Tingyu's "corpse", and dug out a small piece of burnt black stone from the scorched black hair.

That whole night, alpha's grief-stricken cries spread throughout the manor.

Every flower and grass that was awakened knew his heart-wrenching remorse.

But Ji Tingyu didn't know, and he never had a chance to know.

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Several months later.

He Zhuo stood on the edge of the cliff, the howling mountain wind seemed to be crying bitterly.

He didn't have any safety equipment except for a bat-shaped colorful wing suit. If he accidentally fell off the cliff, he would be smashed to pieces.

He was already thin and thin, his lips were blue and gray, his eye sockets were sunken like withered ghosts, his right arm was wrapped with thick gauze, and a large amount of blood oozed from the gauze, flowing down along the direction of the blood flow, and a little finger on his right hand was broken. It was broken, and the incision was still covered with black and red flesh.

The pale-faced coach confirmed with him for the 23rd time: "Mr. He, do you really want to fly in a wingsuit?"

He Zhuo was stunned for a while, then nodded numbly: "This is my last chance."

Wingsuit flying - one of the world's eight extreme sports "Ozaki Eight Events", the mortality rate is as high as 30%, which is a veritable gamble against the sky.

Some people say that the wish made while flying in the wing suit has a high chance of coming true, because the challenger is betting with life and heaven: if nothing happens, the wish will be invalid; if they die, the dream will come true.

He Zhuo naturally knew that this was not true, but he had no choice but to entrust his wish to the heavens.

As for life and death, he no longer valued it.

When you die, you die, and when you die, the pain ends.

At the moment when he opened his arms at a height of 10,000 meters, all internal organs were crushed by high pressure, and the wound was instantly torn. However, He Zhuo just held the small blackened stone tightly and prayed silently.

——God, if you hear my wish, let me die and give me back my kitten.

April 14, 2023.

According to news reports, a corpse of a man who fell off a cliff was found in a canyon in a certain place. After DNA identification, it was indeed He Zhuo, the heir of the He Group who disappeared in a skydiving accident a month ago.