(Quick Wear) The Transmigrated Cannon Fodder Overthrown The Male Protagonist

Chapter 106

The Unwilling First Wife (106)

Di Simo felt a pain in his heart like a needle pricking him because of Zhou Min's words. That feeling first appeared on the day he knew she was the devil. But the feeling of the needle was not as obvious as this time. This time, he obviously felt pain. It was very light and shallow, but the sour feeling made him uncomfortable.

"I thought you would blow away this pear tree in a fit of anger, but I didn't expect you to still keep it... It's great..." Zhou Min opened her eyes with great effort and looked at the wooden house that used to be in front of her .In the empty place, the words started to come out in a daze, and the breath was like a gossamer. "In the future, without my reminder, what should you do, remember, harvest... the fruit..."

"If it doesn't bear fruit, there is no need to harvest it."

Zhou Min because Di Simo tried her best to smile at his words, but she found that all her strength had been exhausted, "Di Simo, I, I... the cycle of life has been sadly repeated... do three things. "..." "

"What's the matter?" Di Simo looked at the woman in his arms who was gradually becoming as thin as blue smoke, and suddenly he didn't dare to use force, as if he would disperse the people in his arms if he used force.

"I love you, love you, you..."

Zhou Min's words made Di Simo hold Zhou Min's hand in his arms and tremble slightly. When he looked at Zhou Min, his eyes were no longer cold and clear, but filled with confusion, confusion and trance. .

"Love? What is it?"

"When you think of the feeling every time you kill me... you will understand..."

Zhou Min knew that her  time was up, and she struggled to open her eyes in Di Simo's arms. She raised her eyes, looked up at his world-famous face, and suddenly smiled, "Emperor... Si Mo, this time... don't say... goodbye..."

No goodbye, no need to say goodbye... I don't want to be here anymore. See... things are now settled between us... It's great.

Zhou Min didn't have the strength to say the last sentence, but Di Simo inexplicably read it in her eyes. He had never understood Zhou Min's eyes before. Only this time, he read it accurately. That was the last unfinished sentence left for him before it disappeared.

The crisp sound of bells falling to the ground was like exploding in the chest, making Di Simo's whole body tremble slightly. His hands clenched slightly in the air. His arms felt inexplicably cold, and the position of his heart felt as slow as A small snake got into it, biting it bit by bit, which made him frown, "Zhou Min, why don't you call me husband...".

Looking in a daze at the blood still dripping on the swing, as well as the purple bell that fell and was soaked in the blood, the focus of his eyes was somewhat unfocused.

I can still smell the warm fragrance, but I can't see the owner of this fragrance. He bent down and picked up the bell. The blood still has this residual warmth, but the owner of the blood has long since become a powder and died in the world.

Di Simo's hands were stained with blood. He clenched the bell in his palm and stood up numbly. Before he noticed it, the bell sucked up the blood from Di Simo's palm. However, Di Simo did not notice this strange thing. .

Looking down at the red-stained white clothes, Di Simo's heart twitched faintly. He didn't know, maybe he couldn't understand what it felt like. He just felt that the position of his chest was hollow and a little cold.

As he stood up, his sleeves danced lightly, his white clothes turned into redwoods in vain. The land was filled with bright red, and the pear trees that had sucked the blood suddenly became full of vitality, with lush branches and leaves, and grew thickly.

When Di Simo turned around, he saw Qing Yi, who had been standing among the pear flowers. His expression was not good. He looked at the blood on the swing and seemed a little hard to accept.

"You're too late. She...is gone."

"Why don't you save her! Even if you keep a soul, it's okay. With your current ability, you should be able to do it! As long as she has a soul, she can There is a glimmer of hope... isn't it?" Qingyi asked coldly, grabbing the tree , plucking off the bark and crushing it in his palm.

Di Simo didn't answer, just turned and left, "Although the world has merged, you can't set foot here. I won't punish you this time, but there will be no next time."

"Lord Brahma, have you ever loved this woman?"

"..."

Qingyi mockingly looked at Di Simo's sudden change in the color of his clothes and the pear tree, and smiled sarcastically, "Lord, I I will pray for you, praying that you will never know how you feel when you kill her, because the moment you know it, you will become pitiful... Because, at that moment, you will have more and more possessions in your eternal time. More and more emotions are coming, and those emotions will eventually bury you completely..."

Qingyi's figure disappeared from the spot, while Di Simo stood silently under the tree. For a moment, he didn't know what to do. Looking up at the pear tree bearing fruit, I suddenly felt it was an eyesore.

The sleeves danced lightly, and the pear trees that had already produced fruit began to fall, and the branches and leaves sprouted and bloomed again.

And that touch of red clothes disappeared deep into the pear blossoms.

Qingyi stood in the sky above the edge of the warehouse, looking at the red dress that gradually disappeared into the depths of the pear blossoms. It had to be said that the god in red was evil and cold, but he looked unusual among the trees with white flowers. of loneliness and loneliness.

However, Qingyi no longer cared about all that. He had heard everything Zhou Min said to Di Simo in the end. Although he was confused by what she said about repeating life, he was willing to believe that if there really was a In a repetitive life, he knew that he and she must have known each other for a long time, and the boy Zhou Min talked about must be him.

Although he had no memory, his heart told him that what this woman said was true, because the feeling she gave him, from the beginning, was one of warmth and wanting to protect her.

The vicissitudes in Zhou Min's eyes made Qingyi smile bitterly. She didn't say the final ending of the little boy in the story, but he could guess that if he was really that little boy, he would probably be able to hold the sword with his temperament. How can the person survive without the "sword" that protects the person?

After calming down, Qing Yi suddenly understood what Zhou Min meant when she recalled Zhou Min's last words of not saying goodbye.

If it is true, as she said, that she will be killed by the one she loves deeply in every life, then such a life is so sad and unfortunate. Perhaps, what she wants and asks for is nothing more than a life that will no longer lead to evil. The ending and not seeing each other again.

But when Qingyi looked at Di Simo's words and deeds at this time, he felt inexplicably ridiculous and ironic.

There is a kind of person who, before he understands what love is, has already begun to gradually live like the person in his heart. And when he understands it... Qingyi doesn't dare to think about it, and he doesn't want to think about it...

No No matter how long you stay, the figure in light clothes gradually disappears in the sky above the warehouse.

Cangjie has returned to the silence it once was, except for the occasional sound of the swing under the tree being blown by the wind and the sound of flowers falling.

At this point, the pear tree at the edge of the warehouse blooms all the year round, and the flowers bloom unfailingly, but they never bear fruit.