I have said all that I need to say.

"I will leave the day after tomorrow. You can come see me once before that day, but tell me in advance. I want to take some of your blood. His health is too poor. I suspect he may die after taking the blood."

The other party put his hand across, as if to say, "Take as much as you want."

He stabbed his arm with a knife and the blood was collected into a container without a drop leaking out.

Then he quickly poured a bottle of medicine into the other person's mouth, and the wound immediately scabbed over: "You'd better not get hurt. The curse on you is not that strong, but it is also disgusting. Okay, that's it, goodbye."

I yawned. Although it was far from bedtime, it was already night after dinner, so it was normal to feel sleepy.

I returned to my room and decided to have some fun with my kids tomorrow, then buy some necessities. I could bring some local specialties to share with others. What else? So many things to do, so many people...

After I got home, I still took a bath. I really loved this place where I could take a bath. I remember there should be a place where I could take a bath there that is currently under construction, right?

Now that the place is built, it feels so comfortable!

Lying on the bed and looking at the familiar ceiling, after a few days, this place has become so familiar to me.

I fell on the bed and buried myself in the quilt. The weather was getting colder and colder, and my hands and feet were almost frozen.

Winter, when will it pass? Spring, when will it come?

This time I fell into a deep sleep and had a messy dream that was hard to explain. It seemed that the dream had no meaning. I opened my eyes and took a while to figure out what was going on in the dream.

Life is brilliant and yet despairing...

I called the child early in the morning. Today is a very ordinary day, but also a very beautiful day. I passed by the place where I reported yesterday and went in to see the child and other children. It can be considered a reunion?

When he saw me, he sobbed and seemed to want to come closer. I accepted his tears flowing on my clothes. I didn't lie to myself. Although he did something that made me disgusted, he could barely make you feel a little better...

I am your master in name, and you are my most powerful disciple in name.

I personally comforted the other person, and he said a lot of things, saying that he would respect me in the future and that he was sorry for his behavior, but I didn't listen to a word he said. If everything that has happened can really be brushed aside in just a few words, then the most powerful person in this world should be a villain who confuses right and wrong.

If a few tears can get rid of all suffering, then the beggar who sheds tears often should be the one who has the best life.

I don't believe in tears, or I think tears are meaningless except for expressing emotions. If I want to cry, I can cry in ten seconds. It's not difficult. That's how life is, isn't it? Why do I always have to give tears other meanings so that I can be grateful for them?

I hate myself so much...

After saying goodbye to the people I knew, I wrote another letter to the two newlyweds. On the last day, after taking a long detour and a long drive, I finally found Grandma Yun. I gave her a few instructions and stuffed all the body-strengthening medicines I had prepared into her arms, asking her to return the things to me first, and then I would just grab the child and run away!

She used her strength to ripen the seeds and made a wreath for the child. She smiled happily as she looked at the child looking at her reflection in the water.

The little person's shoes and socks were wet from running just now, so he took them off and put them aside. Today's sun was warm, and the child sat by the water.

The wreath on the head, the golden child, the whole person is also the golden sunshine, gently sprinkled in every corner, without the slightest preference, but the flowers are particularly partial to people who are as beautiful as blooming flowers.

Everybody left with laughter. On the way back, the children chattered about their new friends and the new things they bought recently. I listened quietly, and occasionally agreed and responded.

The child is growing up slowly and becoming more and more confident. It’s great. My child, I finally have the beauty that should be there at this time. It’s great…

An indescribable sense of pride arises spontaneously, hum! Happy and wonderful, life is so good!

Too happy, too happy to be true, too happy to be like a dream.

On the way back, I was still immersed in the beauty, immersed in that beautiful smile, and immersed in that happy atmosphere.

I was combing my child's hair gently, and the child was sleeping on my legs...

My singing is always out of tune, there is no need to do that, just gently comb the hair and slowly touch the other person's head.

Then... the joy turns to sorrow...

Because of the beauty of the past few days and the interruption of the so-called arrangement in advance, I let down my guard, and thus ushered in something irreversible...

When the loudest explosion was heard, he jumped off the carriage protecting his child. Then the second explosion occurred at the place where he was just standing.

The child was frightened for a moment. I pulled the child's hand, took out the sword, and regained some confidence. Today's clothes are more convenient. I use my ears to listen and my eyes to see.

Nothing at all!

There was nothing, just here... something fell to the ground. I didn't avoid it at first, so I covered the child's eyes after seeing it clearly. It was half a finger...

Those were the fingers of the person who was just laughing. One of his arms was covered in blood and could no longer be seen clearly. The break started from the elbow, so the bomb should have been close to his hand.

"Attention!" Someone shouted, and the rest of the guys took out their weapons.

I gritted my teeth and looked around carefully, but I saw nothing. How did I do that? Flames...?!

I was shocked. I didn't know when the flames had started and were coming from all directions, as if they were going to devour me.

The temperature of the fire wall is very high and there is no way to touch it without the help of other things.

"... Is it you?" He put the child behind him and pointed the sword in his hand at the flames. "It has nothing to do with these guys. This is a matter between us!"

"Will people care about bugs?" The raging fire gushed out in an instant, and he hurriedly raised his sword to block it. He did not have the power of the Eye of God, but he smashed the potion with his hand, and the cold touch blocked the flames.

"Stop!"

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