The male supporting role was captured by the protagonist after his rebirth

When Zhou Ke'er rushed back to the shelter in a hurry, Zhang Yi was already drunk and unconscious.

She stood at the door, looking at the drunk man in front of her, and her heart was caught in a fierce struggle between her conscience and her desires.

However, after some struggle and hesitation, Zhou Keer finally decided to step forward, helped Zhang Yi up with difficulty, and carefully placed him on the sofa.

She could not forget that scene. When Zhang Yi pushed open the door of the shelter like a madman, he was holding the lifeless silver-haired man tightly in his arms.

At that time, Zhang Yi's eyes revealed a kind of despair and madness. Like a devil that had escaped from hell, he desperately grabbed Zhou Ke'er and asked her to save the man immediately.

Zhou Ke'er was frightened by Zhang Yi's unconscious appearance. She had never seen such a painful and distorted expression on a person's face.

But she is just a surgeon. No matter how powerful her superpowers are, she cannot bring the dead back to life.

Zhang Yi looked at Zhou Ke'er's bewildered look, and sobered up a little. He smiled self-deprecatingly, "I was confused...Okay, go away. Don't worry about me. Just let me be alone."

His voice trembled slightly, as if he was trying to suppress the pain in his heart.

After saying this, Zhang Yi slowly turned around and disappeared into the corridor holding the body of the silver-haired man.

Zhou Ke'er didn't know why Deng Shentong died, and she felt a little regretful, but she knew how important this man was in Zhang Yi's heart.

When Zhou Ke'er saw Zhang Yi like this, she secretly thought that something was wrong. She knew very well that Zhang Yi was on the verge of extreme danger at this moment, and the slightest carelessness would trigger a terrible storm.

So, she turned around and rushed out without hesitation, her steps hurried as if there was an evil ghost chasing her.

Recalling what happened just now, Zhou Keer was still frightened. Her heart beat rapidly and her legs felt a little weak.

She had never seen Zhang Yi so crazy before, and the powerful aura made her feel extremely scared. She decided not to provoke Zhang Yi for the time being and wait until he calmed down before making any plans.

After returning to Yuelu Community, Zhou Keer didn't dare tell anyone about these things because of Zhang Yi's previous instructions, and could only let her own thoughts run wild.

But after thinking it over, she still couldn't bear the thought of leaving Zhang Yi there alone. Judging from his condition, it was possible that he might become depressed for a while.

So she hurried back to the shelter to check on Zhang Yi. Fortunately, this guy had not yet had time to commit suicide.

Zhou Keer looked at Zhang Yi, her heart full of contradictions. She didn't know how to face this former "boyfriend", especially seeing him in such pain and despair.

She sighed softly and decided to find something for Zhang Yi to help him sober up first.

Zhou Keer walked into the kitchen, found some honey and lemon, and planned to make him a cup of sobering tea.

When she returned to the living room with the teacup, Zhang Yi was completely immersed in self-absorbed madness.

His eyes were confused and empty, staring straight at Zhou Ke'er, muttering to himself: "Aren't you a doctor? Please save him, please save him..."

Then, he grabbed his hair like a madman, shouting hysterically: "You lied to me! This is all a scam! He is not dead, he is definitely not dead, I brought him back to life..."

Zhou Ke'er walked quietly to Zhang Yi's side and gently handed him the cup of sobering tea.

Her voice was gentle and calm, as if it could calm Zhang Yi's inner waves. "Drink something, and you'll feel better." She said softly.

Zhang Yi stretched out his hands tremblingly, held the teacup tightly, and then drank it all without hesitation.

After drinking, he seemed to recognize the reality. He slowly raised his head and stared at Zhou Ke'er with his bloodshot and swollen eyes, looking desperate and helpless: "What should I do... I can't leave him..."

As he spoke, he began to lose control of his emotions again, crying and laughing, and became a little crazy: "Everyone says I'm a coward, but I'm just afraid. I'm afraid that I'll think about Deng Shentong all night long. How can I live then?"

Zhou Ke'er bit her lips tightly, thinking to herself: What's the point of saying these words to an outsider like me now?

Deng Shentong once told her that if he left, Zhou Keer would take over his position in Zhang Yi's heart.

However, this was clearly the perfect opportunity, but she felt nothing in her heart.

Looking at the almost insane man in front of her, Zhou Ke'er suddenly felt admiration for Deng Shentong.

If this is such a paranoid emotion, then she would rather give it up. Being a doctor is good enough, why should she go to such great lengths to replace a deceased person?

Maybe one day Zhang Yi will follow his captain.

Thinking of this, Zhou Keer couldn't help but feel a little helpless and sad. She tried to find some words of comfort, patted Zhang Yi's shoulder, and said softly:

"Don't be like this, we are here. Xinxin and the others are waiting for you. Uncle You, Fatty Xu, didn't you say we are your family?"

Zhang Yi seemed to have seen a ray of light in despair, and grabbed Zhou Keer's hand tightly as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, "Xinxin! Yes, help me call Yang Xinxin over!"

Zhou Ke'er looked at Zhang Yi and sighed inwardly. Even if Yang Xinxin was as resourceful as she was, could she be brought back to life?

But in the current situation, we can only try our best. Maybe Zhang Yi is just seeking psychological comfort.

She hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed to Zhang Yi, "I'll go and help you shout. Calm down first and don't do anything stupid."

After hearing what Zhou Keer said, Zhang Yi slowly loosened his hand and leaned back on the sofa, his eyes still empty.

Zhou Ke'er decided to let Zhang Yi have a good rest first. She helped Zhang Yi into the room and let him lie down. Then she gently closed the door and left the shelter.

Zhou Keer returned to Guanlan Community and told her what had happened.

After listening to this, Yang Xinxin's face became heavy, and she decided to go see Zhang Yi with Zhou Keer.

When they arrived at the shelter, they found that Zhang Yi was no longer in the room.

The room was empty except for a note on the bedside table, which read: "I'm going to find Deng Shentong."

Yang Xinxin and Zhou Keer looked at each other and realized that something was wrong. They rushed out of the shelter and looked around for Zhang Yi.

At the same time, Zhang Yi stood alone and quietly on the top of the abandoned high-rise building, as if isolated from the whole world.

He stood quietly at the edge of the rooftop, gazing at the vast world covered with snow before him.

The cold wind blew his hair mercilessly, and a hint of coolness gradually seeped into his body, causing his originally somewhat drunken feeling to dissipate a little.

However, as his mind gradually regained clarity, the pain deep in his heart became more and more intense, surging into his heart like a tide, making it almost unbearable for him.

It was as if I was in an endless dark abyss, and no matter how hard I struggled, I could not escape the painful entanglement.

When he decided to let Zhou Ke'er go find Yang Xinxin, he actually knew in his heart that no matter how smart and knowledgeable Yang Xinxin was, she was powerless to bring the dead back to life.

But deep down in my heart I still hold a glimmer of hope, hoping that a miracle will happen, but I am also afraid that in the end all I will get is disappointment and despair.

Deng Shentong’s departure plunged Zhang Yi into deep self-blame and pain.

Every minute and every second was a torture for him, corroding his soul like torture.

Deng Shentong is his anchor in this world. Without the anchor, he would be like a drifting boat, bound to be lost in the long river of time.

Zhang Yi took out the broken Griffith and wiped it gently, as if caressing the cheek of his lover.

"Wait for me, I'll come to you soon...we will never be apart again."

At this moment, he actually hoped that there really was a hell in this world, so that he could see Deng Shentong again after his death. But he soon thought that perhaps people like Deng Shentong would go to heaven, leaving him alone in the endless purgatory.

Zhang Yidu hoped that the sins he committed could be lighter, so that perhaps he and him could be closer after death.

Why is he regretting it again?

Forget it... Zhang Yi closed his eyes, and the noise in his ears slowly disappeared. At this moment, it seemed that they felt that he was about to die, and those condemning voices finally let him go temporarily, giving him a quick death.

His fingers stroked the blade of Griffith's sword. The flower sword was slender and light, yet very sharp, just like its owner.

There was a flash of cold light, and a blood mark appeared on Zhang Yi's fingers covered with a thin layer of calluses, as if he had been bitten by the sword.

Maybe it also feels resentful for its owner in its heart.

"Haha, even you hate me... It doesn't matter, I'll go see him right away."

Zhang Yi raised Griffith, ready to stab it into his heart.

At this moment, the clear voice of a girl rang out from under the tall building:

"Zhang Yi, don't do anything stupid! I have a way to save him!" Yang Xinxin shouted.

Zhang Yi was stunned. He slowly put down the sword in his hand, tears blurring his vision.

"Xinxin, at this point, there's no need to lie to me."

Yang Xinxin and Zhou Keer rushed to the rooftop. Fortunately, they were careful when they left home and brought Huahua with them. Cats have a very sensitive sense of smell, and it was thanks to it that they were able to find Zhang Yi so quickly.

Yang Xinxin ran out of breath, but still tried to calm herself down: "Zhang Yi, I didn't lie to you! I have seen countless records of methods that can bring people back to life in ancient books. Although these methods are very old and their authenticity cannot be verified, as long as you are willing to try, maybe a miracle will really happen!"

Her eyes were full of determination and hope, as if she was trying her best to make Zhang Yi believe what she said.

A faint light suddenly flashed in Zhang Yi's eyes, and he asked tremblingly: "Really? You didn't lie to me?"

Yang Xinxin nodded quickly, "Of course it's true! But these methods all require a huge price to pay. Are you sure you have the determination?"

Zhang Yi smiled bitterly: "I don't even want my life anymore, what else do I have to lose... You tell me, I'm willing to do anything to save him."