After they regret their whole lives, I will never die in the training ground

However, before she could say anything, Bai Qingge pointed outside the lowered glass.

"I already understand what you mean. Wanting to die, isn't that simple?"

Bai Qingge walked to the edge, and the wind blew up her silver hair, giving people a dangerous visual impression.

"Here, jump off this, and I'll write off all debts with you, including this one.

"Money and life, I think these two things can repay the favor you mentioned. For you, it's killing two birds with one stone."

Zhuang Xiaomeng stared blankly in the direction of the cold wind, and her enthusiastic heart also cooled down.

After hearing what Bai Qingge said before, she thought that she would be forgiven this time, and at the very least, she would not be forced to commit suicide.

It turns out that it was all my wishful thinking?

What care and concern? She couldn't even feel that from her closest teacher, but she actually asked for it from her enemy.

That’s right, enemies. From the education we’ve received since childhood, these vampires who exploit the fruits of others’ labor are all enemies.

Seeing Zhuang Xiaomeng's hesitant expression, Bai Qingge urged impatiently: "Why, Miss First-Class Staff, who has always talked about death, is she scared now?"

What was the meaning of this title? She thought...it turned out to be just a casual remark.

Zhuang Xiaomeng swallowed nervously. Even though she hadn't reached the edge yet, she had already imagined the abyss above the tall building.

Thinking of the embarrassing moment when she got the meat stuck in her mouth, Zhuang Xiaomeng bit the tip of her tongue hard to cheer herself up.

At the last moment, even if I cannot be a hero like my father, I cannot be a bear kneeling down and begging for mercy.

Moreover, she didn't want to be looked down upon by Bai Qingge.

On the way to her death, she had prepared a plan in her mind, but when she stood on the edge, her calves began to tremble uncontrollably, just like her uncontrollable hands.

She cursed in her heart, it's already this late, can't she just be tough for once?

That's it, I've never been hard anyway...

The weightlessness of her feet frightened Zhuang Xiaomeng so much that she closed her eyes tightly.

If you fall from such a height, you will definitely die, so there is no need to worry about becoming disabled or becoming a vegetable.

No, why am I still thinking about these things when I’m about to die?

Shouldn't it be a heartwarming, memorable, and reminiscent revelation of a lifetime?

Are there no beautiful moments in my life worth recording?

Maybe there is, but it has been pushed away by myself.

Until the end, she didn't know what she wanted to do or what she wanted to pursue.

Having no goals and no dreams is saltier than the salted fish drying on the beach.

"Woo~~~"

Even the last time she cried, she was so suppressed that only the sound could be heard from her throat.

It’s not that she can’t cry, she’s just used to it deep down.

Tears were not allowed at home. No matter how hard the training was or how aggrieved one felt, if one showed weakness, one would be punished.

"You're about to die, do you have to hold back even your tears?" A helpless voice came from above my head.

what?

what sound?

Why is it so dark around?

No, I closed my eyes.

Zhuang Xiaomeng's eyelashes trembled slightly. She was afraid that once she opened her eyes, she would see the ground so close to her, and then it would burst like a watermelon.

But it seems like a long time has passed, why haven’t I landed yet?

Zhuang Xiaomeng was full of doubts. After mustering up her courage, she suddenly opened her eyes.

If the situation is not right, close it immediately and there should be enough time.

At the top of the Phoenix, people have placed great hopes on the place, called the Cloud Top. It is also the place that Bai Qingge specially reserved for himself to slack off while working. It can definitely help purify one's mood when he is frustrated at work.

"Beautiful, so beautiful." Zhuang Xiaomeng murmured.

Looking down from a bird's-eye view, you never get tired of looking at it; looking straight at it, it is admirable; and looking up from a bird's-eye view, it is inspiring.

This is the angle she summed up when she looked at the scenery in the past, so now no building around the company is taller than the Phoenix.

It was worth it that I brought Zhuang Xiaomeng to this place specifically to scare her.

But in fact, in Zhuang Xiaomeng's eyes, she did not see those scenes.

Silver falls from the sky and the ground is filled with stars.

Seeing it with your own eyes is much better than the visual experience brought by a virtual machine, especially in such a special situation.

Her body, which had been numb from fear, gradually regained its senses, and she realized that a hand was grabbing her by the collar.

She didn't need to look up, she already had the answer in her mind.

"If you want to cry, just cry loudly, or else people will say that I am a dictator and don't even give people a chance to cry."

This sentence was obviously a mockery of her previous statement that all the resources of Los Angeles were controlled by vampires who were social parasites, not even as good as maggots in the toilet, and who relied on the resources and power they controlled to do whatever they wanted without regard for ordinary people.

But she heard a different voice in this sentence.

It is the kind of security that allows you to let go of all your guard and all your wrong willfulness.

The crying at this moment resounded through the sky.

In the past, when she was wronged, she would cry loudly, but gradually, her crying became silent, and she even stopped crying.

Because she learned a truth on the Internet.

If there is no one who cares about you, your crying will only be meaningless wails and annoying noise.

She didn't know how long she cried this time, but she cried until her mouth was dry and her throat was sore.

By the time I realized the current situation, I was still twitching because I hadn't completely controlled my emotions.

My cheeks were flushed by the winter wind, and I was embarrassed in front of this man again.

"Have you cried enough?" Bai Qingge's voice came from above his head.

"Enough, enough."

Because of her embarrassing cries, Zhuang Xiaomeng wished she could dig a hole in the ground and hide there forever. Her voice was as soft as the buzz of a mosquito.

Even if she were to let herself die at this moment... No, she didn't want to die, not at all.

It wasn't out of fear, because she had found a reason to continue living.

"Come up when you've had enough. My hands are sore."

Bai Qingge lifted Zhuang Xiaomeng up with force, and she returned to the safe ground.

This inconsistent behavior made Zhuang Xiaomeng look for Bai Qingge's gaze.

Is she... planning to let me go?

At this time, Bai Qingge had already returned to his boss chair. From Zhuang Xiaomeng's perspective, he could only see a melancholy profile.

Is it because of me that I have this expression?

Zhuang Xiaomeng even forgot the fear of being close to death. She felt satisfied with this expression, and her heart was beating irregularly.