Penitent hand, trembling slightly

There were too many unknown factors in the elevator and escalator, so the two chose to take the stairs.

The distance between the basement floor and the ground is very far. They went down three flights of stairs in total before they walked out of the stairwell and saw a metal gate that needed to be swiped to enter.

Shang Zhou walked to the door and was about to study the method to get in, but Shen Maomao stopped him: "Get out of the way, I'll just blow the door open."

The officials outside were exchanging fire with the monsters they had created with their own hands. The sound of gunfire and roars was loud enough to cover up the explosion here.

Thinking of this, he immediately gave up his position at the door, retreated to the stairs, and then shouted: "I'm ready!"

"..." Shen Maomao was a little speechless, and she also took a few steps back, leaving a safe blasting position, then took out the explosive balls, without looking at the number, and threw a handful of them, all of which hit the door beside the door. on the wall.

Compared with the strong metal door, the concrete wall is better to bully.

The whole building trembled three times. An explosion of this magnitude could at most cause the people inside the building to feel the shock, but it would not cause the building to collapse.

Dust spewed out, gravel rolled down, and the sound of the explosion was indeed mixed with the sounds of fighting outside, and it didn't sound very noticeable.

Shen Maomao turned his back in time, covered his mouth and nose, and waited for the sound of dust particles hitting the down jacket to disappear before turning back.

There was a big hole in the wall as she wished, and a soft white light came out of the hole and shone on her face.

The soaring siren she expected did not appear, perhaps the experimental subjects had already destroyed the security system here when they rushed out.

In any case—in short, this is the real exit, and the one outside the maze is simply a cover to play tricks on them.

Shang Zhou ran over from a distance, looked at the white light at the exit and said with emotion: "Heng Chuan died really unjustly, he is obviously the person closest to the exit."

Shen Maomao said: "You go quickly."

Shang Zhou turned his head to look at her: "Aren't you leaving?"

Shen Maomao nodded: "I still have to wait for her."

She didn't know how pale her face was, and Shang Zhou didn't expect her to be so tolerant.Even though the exit is right in front of your eyes, how important is the friendship, can it be more important than your own life?

Now that she had made up her mind, Shang Zhou stopped persuading her. He bowed his hands to Shen Maomao and said, "Take care." Then he bent down and got into the hole in the wall.

A broken brick fell from the wall, and Shen Maomao stood leaning against him, and now he could hardly feel the existence of his right hand.

His clothes were drenched in cold sweat and dried by the cold wind blowing in from nowhere.She shivered greatly, causing a numbness in her right hand—she could guess how her right arm would swell without even lifting her sleeve.

After Shang Zhou left, she was the only one left here.The incandescent lamp shone on her body, but it couldn't dispel any chill for her.

She leaned against the wall and sat down slowly, her eyes became hot for some reason.

Maybe it's because of worry, maybe it's because of pain, or maybe there's a little grievance that's not easy to detect.

In fact, her lacrimal glands are very developed. She will cry when watching movies, reading novels, crying when she is in pain, and crying when playing games and encountering heart-pounding plots.

But along the way just now, except for the physical tears caused by the pain, she didn't shed a single tear, and she didn't show any timidity. It wasn't until Shang Zhou left that she finally couldn't control her tear glands, buried her head in her knees and burst into tears .

She is 23 years old this year, 21 years old, and has not yet celebrated her birthday this year. She has just graduated from university a few months ago, but she has endured too many things that she should not have endured at her age.

Her classmates were running around fighting for their future, but she was always worried about her own life and the safety of her girlfriend.

She has never hated anyone before, and she was more puzzled by Ren Yue's trap into this game. She didn't understand why Ren Yue could betray her so without guilt, but at this moment, she resented Ren Yue very much. , He gritted his teeth with hatred, wishing to find a knife and stab her to death as soon as he went out.

Time passed by, and she stood guard at the exit, controlling herself not to fall asleep or pass out by beating the wound in a masochistic way, but until 58:[-], no one came here again.

Shen Maomao stared intently at the watch on his left wrist. 2 minutes passed quickly, no matter how urgently she begged the time to go slower, it was useless. In the blink of an eye, the last second hand pointed to 12.

When the twelve o'clock bell rang, she felt a burning sensation on the back of her neck, and then a sharp pain came from her heart.

It's time to come.

Something happened to Lou Jingmo.

The pain in the heart was much worse than the pain in the hands. Shen Maomao fell to the ground in pain, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body twitched uncontrollably twice.

The back of her neck was so hot that it seemed like it was going to burn her, her brain was a puddle of paste, and she couldn't think of anything other than the word pain.

Something tore the flesh, gushed out from her body, and formed a red formation in mid-air with her blood.

The red light rose sharply, a straight and slender leg stepped out from the formation, and then knelt down in front of her.

In the haze, Shen Maomao heard a familiar voice, whispering "I'm sorry" in her ear.

Then a pair of trembling hands hugged her horizontally, and kisses and hot tears fell on her bloody and tear-stained face together.

Her sister Lou is back.

Lou Jingmo, who still remembers her and loves her, is back.

But she was leaving.

Shen Maomao felt that it was difficult to breathe, and her eyes were full of tears, so that she could only see a blur of powder.

She opened her mouth with difficulty, and said intermittently: "Lou...Lou Jingmo...Did I say...you dyed pink...it's really beautiful..."

A short sentence almost caused Lou Jingmo to collapse. She trembled and took a deep breath before restraining herself from crying. She hugged the person in her arms tightly and said softly: "It's okay... I'll take you go home."

go home……

Can she go back?

Shen Maomao felt himself becoming very light, getting lighter and lighter, like a feather, which flew away lightly when blown by the wind.She began to lose hearing, smell and sight.

Lou Jingmo walked into the exit with her in his arms, and a burst of warm white light enveloped her, but she only felt it for a few seconds, and then completely lost all senses.

In such darkness, she became more and more confused, her brain emptied little by little, and she slowly stopped thinking to meet death, but in the next second, her heart felt hot, and those thoughts that had drifted away just now were all sent away. Back to her mind, she couldn't help being stunned for a few seconds, so that she could slowly digest these things.

The lost senses returned again, she felt the touch of Lou Jingmo hugging her tightly, heard the suppressed crying from her ears, and smelled the orange-flavored perfume on Lou Jingmo's body.

Then she snapped her eyes open.

She returned to reality, without any scars on her body, and there was no discomfort.

She put her arms around Lou Jingmo's neck: "Sister Lou... My heart is going to break hearing you cry."

In just one copy, Lou Jingmo cried twice for her.

Ren Yue is really damned.

Lou Jingmo hugged her, and could hardly speak a complete sentence.

After death, the ones who are left behind are the most painful.

She patted Lou Jingmo's back lightly, wanting to arrange her own funeral before being taken away by the god of death: "Sister Lou, don't be sad, you will meet someone better."

Lou Jingmo shook his head.

Shen Maomao pretended to smile relaxedly: "You are wise, let me tell you, after I leave, ten years...no, five years...forget it, three years, you are not allowed to fall in love again within three years! Please take care of my parents during the year, and then you have to work hard to survive..."

Smiling and laughing, she also cried: "It doesn't matter if you really can't bear it anymore, I'll wait for you below, let's cross the bridge of Naihe together, and we'll be together in the next life... Do you think it's okay?"

Lou Jingmo held her hand tightly, intertwined his fingers with her, leaned against her with tears on his face, and still shook his head: "I can't do it..."

Shen Maomao intentionally misinterpreted her meaning: "What? You dislike me? You don't want to fall in love with me in your next life?"

Lou Jingmo wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, and leaned against her steadfastly, staring intently, with some kind of frightening intention flashing in his eyes.

She knows herself, she is not as strong as she looks, nor is she as invincible as she looks.

She seems rational, but she is actually emotional, otherwise she would not have saved Shen Maomao and Xiao Jinmao at the very beginning, nor would she have fallen in love with someone who was doomed to die for herself; Rational, she knows how to judge the situation, and the premise of saving people is that "this kind of behavior will not threaten the interests of the people she agrees with."If you compare the two together, Shen Maomao is actually stronger.

She couldn't accept that her lover died because of herself, and she couldn't accept the days without Shen Maomao in the future. Even when she didn't know her before, she walked over by herself step by step...

Shen Maomao took out a piece of facial tissue and wiped his nose, and asked in disbelief: "You don't intend to die for me, do you?"

Lou Jingmo calmed down and asked her back, "Can't you?"

Shen Maomao fell silent.

It was only at this time that she discovered the selfish side in her bones. She was actually quite happy when Lou Jingmo said that.

She doesn't have the consciousness of "I died for you, so you have to live well instead of me", and she doesn't want Lou Jingmo to gradually forget that she fell in love with other women after her death...

It's over, she has changed, she is no longer the kind and lovely her before.

She bit her lower lip, and tentatively suggested, "How about... Let's prepare for the funeral together?"

Unexpectedly, Lou Jingmo, who had offered to die with her just now, immediately changed his mind: "No... I should find a way to save you."

Shen Maomao: "Huh?"

Lou Jingmo took out the cards from his body and arranged them in a row on the bed.

She arranged the cards in the order of the 12 disciples from left to right, and then vacated five positions.

The five missing cards are Philip, Simon Peter, Thomas, John, and Judas.

Shen Maomao quickly took out Fei Li and Simon Peter, handed it to Lou Jingmo, and said with emotion: "If I knew this kind of thing would happen, I shouldn't dislike Simon Peter's evil and not bring it into the game..."

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