[Quick Transmigration] Xiao Shou is always dying

Zhong Zizhen had a nightmare and was woken up in the middle of the night. The content of the nightmare was completely forgotten, only the horrible aftertaste remained, which brought continuous chest tightness, shortness of breath, irritability, and even a headache.

They all say that they think about it every day and dream at night. In fact, in the seven years since Josh died, he has never dreamed of Josh once. In other words, he did not want to call the person who appeared in his dream "Josh." "Hey", that's just wearing Josh's shell, without even thinking, smiling mechanically, or getting a false smile according to his wish.

None of those were Josh.

The real Josh would not be like this.What will happen?What is the real Josh like?What will you say, what will you do?The more he thought about it, the more difficult it was to conceive, because those were just his imagination, and Josh was like a puppet controlled by his thoughts.

After the big revenge was avenged two years ago, this feeling spread more and more, except for the face that I saw from time to time was still very clear, just like all the beautiful pictures in my memory that I thought would never fade, with the passage of time Elongated, like a painting gently rubbed with an eraser, gradually becoming blurred.

Until one day, it will become just a symbol representing "beautiful", and when people think of its existence, they will be overwhelmed by the sourness of happiness and regret, but they can't even remember any details.Such a beautiful person who unfortunately died before discovering his deep love will eventually be submerged in the long river of time.

Then when I looked back at the night alone, I couldn't help but shed tears of sadness.

There is a thousand promises of helplessness, but there is nothing to chase after.The result was terrible. It was even more tormenting to see myself helpless in the coming reality, being taken away from the most important thing and unable to resist.However, there is nothing to do. After Zhong Zizhen discovered this, he tried to record many things that began to fade slightly. For these things, he couldn't help smiling, and he couldn't help crying. The most extreme emotion finally slowly faded away from the warmth it once had.

Warm milk will stink when it cools down; hot magma will turn into ugly dust when it cools down; those moving memories will eventually become a vague sigh, and even the record that prevents fading will lose its Meaning—every time you look back, it's just one step closer to empathetic words.

This is so sad, watching fate and time slowly take away his most precious things, is it possible that one day, Josh will completely become his "past" as he said in his mouth?Perhaps this is the normal development law of things, and it is also the future that people have to accept, but he will never agree.

Zhong Zizhen got up and drank a glass of cold water. The feeling of stuffiness in his heart did not decrease in any way, and he even began to feel dizzy and dizzy. This feeling, but never as strong as this time.

The space has become Josh's most beautiful and quiet cemetery, where he sleeps forever.After all the extravagant hopes were severely crushed by the reality, Zhong Zizhen consciously reduced the number of visits to the space. Many space productions were classified by Zhong Zizhen as unnecessary steps, and replaced by conscious control. The more perfect the rules of growth, the more difficult it is to respond to spiritual power.

Josh's final resting place, he doesn't want to disturb the peace often.Only what is left is necessary, to confirm Josh's condition at intervals, and to check the progress of the development of life in the space.

Thanks to this, Zhong Zizhen's spiritual power advanced surprisingly fast. Although he didn't take the initiative to go out to sweep up the zombies like the attacking team, his speed didn't drop at all. You know, the best way to improve is to participate in the battle.

Almost instantly, Zhong Zizhen realized that there was a problem with the space, endured the discomfort and quickly went back to the bedroom, closed and locked the door with a series of actions as fast as lightning, and concentrated his mind to enter the space, but a strange situation happened—— The space that used to come and go freely, but this time it refused his visit!

Not only that, because of his connection, there was even greater turmoil in the space. It was obviously an ordinary night as usual, but at this moment, it was like a major earthquake. The upheaval in his mind almost made Zhong Zizhen vomit out , but the exact opposite of his discomfort was his mood——

The glow of anticipation that rises in the eyes can illuminate almost everything.

Although all the discomfort is about to overwhelm all of Zhong Zizhen's senses, it seems that every cell in the body is responding, clamoring for discomfort and rejecting, but it can't cover up another weak feeling, the burning heat and pain of choking water, and the suffocation of suffocation. With the dull pain in his head, it was like magnifying ten thousand times, so painful, but it made him see the dawn of heaven, so comfortable.

Despite all the discomfort, Zhong Zizhen used his spiritual power to the extreme, while suppressing the rampage of the space to make it docile, and at the same time desperately trying to move into the space.

There is a kind of hope that is afraid of extreme disappointment. The infinite longing in the heart grows like weeds. It is the most real expression of the mood and the most wanted situation. The retorter restrained and explained, using a sharp sickle to cut off the vigorous green again and again, and the withered yellow fell on the heart, thick and soft, as if breathless, even the brain was tense .

This is definitely not what I am looking forward to the most, this is definitely not the impossible possibility, this is definitely not a miracle that was kept in the bottom of my heart and never saw the light of day!Don't have ridiculous expectations, you can't afford the opposite of them, get real, you know?

The confrontation of mental power is the ultimate, so why isn't the psychological tug-of-war at its limit?

Finally, like an egg breaking its shell, a crack appeared on the hard shell, light came out from the small gap, and a trace of air slipped in, carrying the fragrance of flowers and plants.

My heart beat fast, my ears could hear loud noises, and it even hurt a little.Finally, there was a bang, the sky was bright, the blue sky was still the same, and the white clouds were still unconcerned. The wind mischievously slid past Zhong Zizhen's body. His body seemed to be covered with golden light, like a holy angel who had just descended into the world.The great joy exploded in his head and eyes like fireworks, and the world suddenly burst into sound and color, making him freeze in place like a wood carving.

When the longing for something has far exceeded his ability to bear, it will produce the same huge doubts and fears when it happens.

Zhong Zizhen could only stare deeply at the figure, unable to wait but stopped moving forward, so he kept silent, just stood upright, engraving that figure in his heart, and at the same time, all the faded pictures, As if being splashed with oil paint, scene after scene revived vividly in my mind.

All the lost preciousness finally returns at this moment.

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Josh looked at Zhong Zizhen on the shore, and once again felt the heavy shadow hit. This scene was almost desperate. He had always been struggling in the swamp and slowly sinking, while Zhong Zizhen was standing on the shore, standing like this Straight, he could imagine the indifferent expression but the piercing gaze almost without looking.

Is everything going to end here?

It seems that the difference is not far away. He has such a sinful sin, what kind of redemption is he looking forward to?He was dead, though for some reason Josh was sure of that.He died but now appeared here, and Josh felt a sense of doom in his heart—for the last confession and conclusion...to give Zhong Zizhen a face-to-face confession, to end himself.The letter confessing all the crimes that have been sophistry and explaining the truth has already been handed over to Zhong Zizhen.

nothing left.Facing it is such a difficult thing, and even the last trace of dignity and pride he left for himself will be shattered under the confrontation.

More and more drops of water gathered in the eyes.Josh covered his face with his hands, let the assailant's crocodile tears wet his hands, folded his knees, and knelt powerlessly in the pool. What was the mourning at this moment?Weeping, whimpering, choking, choking, unable to express regret, unable to beg forgiveness.

Sorry, really... really sorry.

What else could he do but mournfully wail, was he killed again.With deep hatred, his life should be settled by Zhong Zizhen himself. Whatever is owed must be repaid, and after all, he cannot escape.

wow...

There was a soft sound of water.Zhong Zizhen stepped into the water, and he opened a shallow pool next to Lingquan, forming the appearance of double springs. In fact, the spring water is very shallow, just so that one day, when the impossible happens, Josh can struggle out quickly so that he will not drown in it. He was eager in his heart, but walked carefully, regardless of the cool water soaking his clothes, he walked towards Josh who was kneeling in the center, as if he was walking on the same passage to heaven, and finally touched the lost angel.

When the fingertips touched the wet hair, there was a tingle of electric shock.

Finally, the warm palm was completely attached to Josh's head, rubbing it lightly, just like the ancient past that was about to be forgotten, Josh's gentle care after losing Zhongli's ambiguity, and the other hand held Josh Xi's arm was strong, forcing Josh to raise his head, revealing those beautiful eyes, tears streaming down in confusion.

With a soft sigh, Zhong Zizhen pressed Josh's head into his arms, "Correct if you know your mistakes, you are a good boy, Josh..." I will forgive you, as long as you wake up, you should honor my promise. Is it time to promise?Awaken me from the paranoia of the previous life, it's time, and I will rescue you from the quagmire.

Peace of mind, completeness, Zhong Zizhen felt so satisfied without a single moment.

Zhong Zizhen's peaceful words and warm embrace opened the shackles in Josh's heart like a key. Josh held Zhong Zizhen like driftwood on the sea, and burst into tears.I'm sorry... From silently saying it in my heart to making mouth gestures, I finally broke through many obstacles and rang in this paradise where there were only two people. Through the clean air, it was clearly conveyed to Zhong Zizhen's ears and heart.

sorry.One after another, overlapping, not strong, but impacting the atrium, the whole heart is throbbing.

Zhong Zizhen bent one knee and squatted down, lifted Josh's chin, and wiped away Josh's tears with the back of his hand, "It's okay Josh...the ugly and disgusting caterpillar, after a cruel and difficult self-breakthrough, will have A pair of wings to fly. It's okay Josh, now you're free."

Everything that used to suffocate you will no longer work, stop blaming yourself.

Confused and helpless, hesitant and helpless, Josh's expression hurt Zhong Zizhen's eyes, Josh's tears burned Zhong Zizhen's fingers, he held Josh's face, put his lips on it, and licked away the bitterness of the tears, The bitterness entered his throat, but it turned into a fire. He sealed Josh's lips, trying to give Josh some real and specific comfort in the softest, gentlest and most straightforward way.

The bottom of my heart suddenly softened into a piece of water, and as the kiss deepened, it became fuller and fuller.