Fast Travel: Strategies and Counter-Strikes

Chapter 162

"Before then... I still have something to say." Ming Hua suddenly said when he was about to speak.

In the quiet ward, she could hear her own pounding heartbeat, and even feel the throbbing in Shen Jin's body.

Shen Jin was silent, waiting for Minghua to say what she wanted to say.

"I used to have an unforgettable lover. When I was still very sick, I was with him, fell in love, got married, and even got pregnant with his child..." Ming Hua's voice was exceptionally stable, as if she was telling someone else's story .

In the eleven years of reincarnation, the general direction of the story and plot has not changed, but the details are changing every minute.

She had to force herself to write down those fragmented memories again and again.

The first memory that I can't recall.

The gentle person who seemed to be able to melt the heart, the lover who fell in his arms and gradually lost his temperature, the heavy rain never seemed to stop from the bottom of his heart.

"Then he died, in a car accident. It was raining heavily on the day of the car accident, and the impact on his body was extremely painful... At that time, my heart was pierced. Before I had time to tell him, the child had already formed in my stomach. It's our...our child..." Ming Hua racked her brains, carefully recalling the remaining memories, her voice gradually choked up.

"...Later, even the only child was lost and drowned in that icy heavy rain...At that time, I heard a strange sound...a mechanical sound echoed in my mind, and I gradually I found that, as if it came from his brain, that voice said five words..."

Ming Hua paused, tears filled her eyes at some point, her consciousness was in a trance, and she drifted to that rainy day.

"...The task has been completed."

The cold five words pierced into the brain like ice, and it was impossible to tell the real from the real, and the vision blurred into one piece, tears fell down impatiently.

Minghua didn't make a sound anymore, she couldn't speak.

All words are stuck in the throat.

At that time, she understood that the so-called successful capture target for the first time was no different from the rest.

Warmth is an illusion.

What he covets is the favorability that he can't even look down on.

At that moment, all the blood seemed to flow upstream, and it was impossible to say no to resentment. Hatred took root and sprouted from the bottom of my heart, and gradually grew into a towering tree.

If there is a chance to meet that person again...

If the memory comes back again...

Think of the past that may have been sweet.

Should I hate more or love more?
Ming Hua didn't know the answer.

Listening to her steady narration, Shen Jin couldn't restrain her body trembling, her words choked up, and her heart seemed to throb with pain.

He smiled, reached out to hold Ming Hua's face, and carefully and gently wiped away the tears on her face.

He rubbed his warm fingertips on his cheeks until they were wiped clean, but he still saw the tears in Ming Hua's eyes, and his fingertips lingered around her eye sockets.

Shen Jin gently leaned her forehead against Minghua's forehead, lowered her voice, and said softly and solemnly, "Well, I see."

The moment Ming Hua heard his voice, her trembling heart suddenly relaxed.

"However, my answer will not change."

Shen Jin raised her eyes, her eyelashes brushed against her skin, itching.

His deep, ink-like pupils were filled with thousands of stars, and his tone was usually indifferent.

"Ming Hua, I like you."

Ming Hua was slightly startled, indulging in the tenderness in his eyes. Shen Jin took advantage of her distraction to kiss her lips.

　Finally reached this step, the crowd laughed like an old mother.

　　I'm full of lustful thoughts now (beep——)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)