I'm not a theatre god

The red butterfly danced in the rain, like a trace left by the breeze;

The silver monster stepped over the ruins with a thousand-pound force, and the spikes all over his body were like an unstoppable chariot, knocking a gap in the rain curtain.

At the moment when the two figures intertwined, the red butterfly instantly flowed lightly, and a trace of slashing seemed to turn over the silver moon, lightly passing through the surface of the silver chariot, and its figure suddenly froze in place.

The red butterfly did not pause, but slowed down its pace at a leisurely pace, casually inserted the silver long knife into the ground, and walked leisurely between the rain curtains.

[Killing Dance].

Crack——

The cracks burst out crisply from the silver chariot, and the deterrent long spikes broke and slid at the same time, and a clear slashing mark pierced through the tall body, cutting it in half.

The two parts of the silver monster's body fell in two directions, crashing into the ruins of the explosion, raising clouds of dust.

"Mr... Sir?"

Not far away, Kong Baosheng, who was soaked all over, watched this scene, as if he had not woken up from a dream.

Kong Baosheng had never thought that Chen Ling would come back. After all, Chen Ling had clearly said before that they would gather in Liuzhen, and Jinghong Tower was just a product of his acting...When the red dress really appeared, Kong Baosheng was stunned, followed by excitement and ecstasy!

Mr. did not abandon Jinghong Tower, nor did he abandon them...Mr. is still Mr.

Chen Ling saw Kong Baosheng in the distance, but at this moment he had no time to talk to him. Instead, he frowned slightly and came to the side of the bloody girl.

"Special Envoy..." Huang Suyue was lying in the ruins, staring at the figure in a daze...The rainy sky, the flying dust, and the severe pain from her body seemed to disappear at this moment, and only the red color remained in her world.

"Special Envoy... why are you here?"

"I'm here to find myself."

Chen Ling squatted down slightly, his eyes swept over the blurred body in the pool of blood, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, "You are seriously injured."

Huang Suyue was not sad, nor did she cry in grievance. She just looked at the red clothes in the rain, her eyes seemed to contain stars, and she whispered softly:

"Well... I'm dying."

"You won't die." Chen Ling paused for a moment, "I know a very good doctor, I'll take you to him."

Without waiting for Huang Suyue to answer, he reached out and picked up the soft body, then stepped on the void, and actually took off into the air, step by step towards the outside of the city.

[Cloud Step].

Huang Suyue lay in Chen Ling's arms.

The ground was moving away from her, and the clouds were gradually approaching. At this moment, as long as she tilted her head slightly, she could overlook half of the main city of Hongchen from a high altitude. This is a view that most ordinary people will never see in their lifetime... But she didn't do it.

She just lay there quietly, staring at Chen Ling's face. The corners of her pale mouth unconsciously rose, and she tried hard to suppress it as if she was embarrassed.

But the girl's thoughts could not be hidden. Chen Ling just lowered her head slightly and saw a slightly red cheek avoiding his gaze.

"What's wrong with you?" Chen Ling asked.

"No... Special Envoy, I'm fine."

"Don't call me Special Envoy, that's just a disguised identity. My name is Chen Ling."

Since Chen Ling was planning to find himself, he didn't think about continuing to wear a false coat, not to mention that Huang Suyue was no longer an outsider. She had helped him a lot in the main city of Hongchen and was considered a companion.

"Chen Ling." Huang Suyue muttered, "Is it the Ling of Lingren?"

"Yeah."

"Sir, your name is so nice."

Chen Ling didn't answer. He felt that his palm holding Huang Suyue was gradually getting wet, and a large area of ​​scarlet spread over his arms and the corners of his clothes, gradually blending into the robe.

Huang Suyue was injured too badly, and her blood was flowing uncontrollably, drops of scarlet mixed with the rain, drifting towards the ruins.

"Speak less and stay awake." Chen Ling frowned.

Huang Suyue pursed her lips slightly, she looked at Chen Ling's face and her eyes as calm as a lake, and suddenly said:

"Sir, are you sad for me?"

Chen Ling was stunned.

He held Huang Suyue in his arms and headed out of the city. When he heard this question, he did not lower his head to look into Huang Suyue's eyes...or rather, he did not dare to look.

He was silent for a long time and could only answer:

"I don't know."

"... I don't know?" Huang Suyue was stunned. She didn't expect Chen Ling to give this answer. She couldn't help asking, "Then, why did you try so hard to save me?"

"You are my companion. In the past, I would have saved you... So now, I should do the same. This is me."

Huang Suyue didn't understand what this answer meant, but she could see that Chen Ling's eyes seemed to be cold and indifferent, as if they didn't belong to this world, like an audience without emotions.

Huang Suyue was stunned.

She lay in Chen Ling's arms, her heart silently shattered into dust, mixed in the scarlet blood, and floated under the clouds.

"It's really... the actor is ruthless." Huang Suyue said softly.

"Don't talk anymore." Chen Ling felt that Huang Suyue's vitality was fading away in her arms. The blush on her face disappeared, leaving only the paleness and coldness of snow. "...You have to live."

"No, I want to talk."

Huang Suyue's vision was dimming and her consciousness was blurring. She knew that she didn't have much time left. The sensibility that had been suppressed under her rationality gradually emerged at this moment...

She doesn't need to be rational in the business world now, she doesn't need a cool head, and she doesn't need to think about being vassal or independent... She looked at Chen Ling stubbornly, just wanting to make something clear.

"Sir... no, Chen Ling." Huang Xueyue said in a weak tone with a hint of complaint, "You are a liar!"

"……What?"

"You defrauded me of five hundred thousand when we first met."

"..." Chen Ling retorted, "You bought it voluntarily."

"It's not like you took advantage of others' danger and raised the price... No one would do business like this!"

"But then I compensated you with information." Chen Ling tried to reason with Huang Xuyue, or to settle accounts and use reason to balance the so-called gains and losses.

"Then, won't I help you later? I gave you your identity."

"but……"

"You asked me to tell everyone that you were an actor signed by me, but you didn't give me a share of the money you made... you didn't even treat me to a meal." Huang Xueyue gritted her silver teeth and said in one breath, " I helped you conceal your identity, and I helped you repair the theater. Later, I also spent the money I earned on you. I also took care of you when something happened to you, and I helped you with whatever you did..."

Chen Ling was silent for a long time, as if thinking carefully for a moment, and then sighed.

"Well, I do owe you."

"That's not what I meant!"

"Then what do you want to say?"

"me……"

Huang Xueyue pursed her lips together. She wanted to say something several times, but couldn't. She blinked her eyes, tears of annoyance or grievance slipped from the corners of her eyes, and she silently swallowed the words together with the tears. in stomach.

She sniffed slightly, buried her head in Chen Ling's arms, and hugged him tightly with both hands.

Her voice sounded softly:

"You... it would be great if you were really my actor..."

"I am willing to spend my whole life to redeem you."

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