Can't stop the medicine

Everyone re-boarded the self-repairing aircraft. Shi Le, who had returned to normal, sat in the pilot's seat, and Chi Lien, the co-pilot, said in a steady voice: "The aircraft is ready to start."

After gazing deeply at Shi Le's side face for a while, Chi Lien skillfully pressed the button beside him, and the electronic voice sounded again:

"The self-repair of the aircraft is 30.00% complete."

"The repair of the cabin is completed, the stealth mode can be restarted, and the defense mode can be restarted."

"The repair of the weapon system has been greatly damaged, and the attack mode cannot be activated."

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"The energy of the aircraft is insufficient, it is recommended to supplement the energy."

"The combat power of the aircraft has dropped significantly, and it is recommended to continue repairing."

"Whether to restart stealth mode and move forward."

As Chi Lien pressed the 'Confirm' button and Shi Le stepped on the accelerator, the aircraft moved slowly.

Except for Ren Xiaoyao, who was sleeping out of strength, and Gan Le, who was still in a coma, everyone tried their best to turn their eyes away with guilt, not looking at the seat where Qingyue was alone.

Death is silent, as silent as a space swallowed by a black hole.The world in the cabin was infected by Locker's death into a cold gray, and everyone immersed in this space became silent and breathed softly, afraid of disturbing anything.

Maisui, who has a straightforward personality, can't help but think of what she said when she asked Locker to treat Gan Le. The righteous words and sympathy for Gan Le at that time have all turned into guilt towards Locker.

Maisui couldn't help but reflect over and over again: 'If I don't ask Locker, won't he die? '

'Is what I said the straw that broke the camel's back? '

'Sacrificing Locker's life to save Gan Le's is not what I want. '

It was as if the chest had been stuffed into a freezer, the howling cold flowed through the whole body together with the pumped blood, and even the hair was covered with frosty ears of wheat, and I felt that the whole body

It was freezing cold.The mouth of the throat is also uncomfortably blocked, like a melted capsule, which cannot be swallowed or spit out.

Eyeballs turned stiffly, and Maisui's gaze fell on Qingyue who was sitting upright on the side panel.

The fingers pinched on the seat tightened again and again, Maisui finally made a decision and stood up, walking to Qingyue.

"What's the matter?" Looking up at Maisui's pale face and almost bitten dry lips, Qingyue moved to give up half a seat for the other party and said calmly, "Sit down and talk."

Remembering that this seat was once occupied by Locker who was still alive, Maisui's skin all over her body felt tense as if being pulled, goosebumps also stood up, and she could only say in a shy voice, "No."

Staring at Maisui's paler face for a few seconds, Qingyue got up and sat on the armrest beside the seat: "What's wrong."

"Qingyao..." took a deep breath and let it out slowly, the red-eyed Maisui clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white, as if to cheer himself up: "I asked Locker to save Gan Le, did I do something wrong?"

Qingyue raised her eyes, glanced at Maisui's increasingly disturbed expression, and then fell back to her empty palm: "Why did you ask Locker to save Gan Le?"

Hesitating for a few seconds with his head lowered, Maisui looked back at Qingyue and replied firmly and with a little more confidence: "Because if it were me, I would rather die by myself than watch someone die in front of me. I asked Locker didn't think too much about saving Gan Le, he just wanted to save her."

"Really?" The corners of her mouth curled up in a half-smile, Qingyue tilted her head to look at Maisui: "Is that really the case?"

"I believe that if Gan Le is about to be hurt, many people will block her without thinking. You will do this, I will do this, Locker will do this, most people will do this."

"Because this can be said to be an instinct of human beings, an instinctive behavior driven by the kindness deep in the heart."

"When life and death are momentary and there is no room for anyone to weigh the pros and cons, even the timid people will passionately sacrifice their lives for teammates, friends, and even strangers."

"What happens when the urge to burn your blood subsides? Calm down and look at the dying person. Are you willing to exchange your life for his life?"

"Even if you don't think about yourself at that time, you can't help but think about Zhu Yang who loves you so much, your parents who are waiting at home, and your confidant... You can't help but think, if you die to save others, What will happen to them? Will they be sad?"

"The more you think, the less you can do it. On the contrary, you don't have time to think so much, and the instinctive kindness has a chance to influence you."

"Now you look into my eyes and answer me, are you willing? If you were the one who could save Gan Le, would you be willing to exchange your life for hers?"

Maisui wants to say yes, but she also thinks that she should say yes, and even must say yes.But facing Qingyue's clear and deep pupils that seemed to see through everything, Maisui couldn't do it, she opened her mouth several times but couldn't utter a word.

"I don't want to, right?" Qingyue shrugged and smiled inexplicably: "I don't want to either."

"In the past 20 years, I have met countless people - teachers, friends, classmates, and Chris whom I admire very much. But I am only willing to die for Xiao Yue. I am willing to exchange my life for his life, no matter when. "

"If you are killed by the Zerg, I will sincerely cry for you, and if I can, I will try my best to avenge you. But if you give me a chance to exchange my life for all of you, I will not did that."

"Even if I alone can save all of you, I will not pay for you."

"Because I only have one life, even if I save all of you, your life is not mine."

Before that, Maisui found many reasons for herself.It's not that there is nothing wrong with defending herself, she just hopes to make herself feel better.

But now, every word of Qingyue pierces her most selfish heart, making Maisui unable to deceive herself.In the final analysis, Maisui is not Chris; in the final analysis, she is just a virgin who stands and talks without back pain.

"I..." Maisui murmured with tears in her eyes: "I didn't think that Locker would really die, I didn't think that much."

Qingyue still had a business-like appearance, and she didn't intend to comfort Mai Sui at all: "Do you know why Shi Le disagrees with Locker saving Gan Le? Because he loves Locker. Gan Le doesn't care whether what Locker said is true or not, he Can't accept Locker taking risks."

"You asked Locker to save Gan Le, not because you didn't think too much about it, but because you didn't care."

"Anyway, even if something happened, the person who died was Locker, so what does it have to do with you?"

"If it is Zhu Yang who will die when saving Gan Le, would you 'don't think so much'? Would you like Zhu Yang to save someone?"

"Of course you don't want to."

"Not everyone is Chris, willing to die with the Queen Mother for a group of ordinary people who don't know. If I was in Chris' position at the time, I couldn't do it, and I would run away. I would not sacrifice myself to save a group of people. Stranger, I'm not that great."

"Most people are selfish, that's the truth in the world."

"People are kind, but selfish; contradictory, but can coexist."

"I admire Chris, but I'll never be him."

Tears couldn't stop overflowing her eyes, Maisui cried very quietly, she couldn't speak, and she had nothing to say.

Handing Maisui a pack of tissues, Qingyue said softly: "Why are you crying now? Is it because of guilt towards Locker? No, you are crying for yourself."

"You find that you are not the justice you imagined. When I expose everything, you can no longer deceive yourself."

"Seeing who you really are is just the first step in growing up. Some people can't face the dark side of themselves in their entire lives, and that's the saddest thing."

"Never stand on the moral high ground and criticize other people's choices. If you can do it, then do it. If you can't, please shut up."

Wiping away tears over and over again, Maisui, who tried her best to tidy herself up into a decent appearance, solemnly said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Qingyue waved her hand, sat back in her seat and said, "I don't like standing on the moral high ground and accusing him of being selfish."

"Maybe you can become a good person as Chris said, but I guess you still have a long way to go."

When chatting with Maisui, Qingyue did not deliberately lower the volume, so everyone in the cabin could hear what he said.

Of course, Qingyue just wanted everyone to hear it.

If Qingyue only complains for Locker, he doesn't think he has enough sense of justice.Although compared with Ren Xiaoyao, who is passionate on the surface but full of ice in his bones, Qingyue can barely be regarded as a sensual guy who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.However, compared with other ordinary people, Qingyue is still somewhat cold-hearted after all.

Rather than sympathizing with Locker's tragic death, Qingyue felt disgusted by Maisui's overflowing hypocrisy.

Maisui and the others' condemning eyes and righteous-sounding words all brought back Qingyue's bad memories about Fengshang in her previous life.

At that time, Qingyue fell in love with Fengshang badly and didn't want to think bad of her;As a result, Qingyue didn't get a chance to vent until the last moment of her life.

Qingyue's snarky words have been brewing for 20 years, and today when I say them, I feel comfortable all over my body, and even Qingxuan's true energy is circulating more cheerfully.

However, Qingyue was refreshed, and his heart was full of energy, and those who were poked in the spine felt uncomfortable.

Every single word Qingyue said was pierced into these people's bodies and ruthlessly gouged into their flesh—it was painful and impossible to refute.

It's like lighting up the most shameful, shady side, and the side you don't want anyone to see in the public. Not only do you want to shine the spotlight, but you also need to sprinkle salt and burn it, and the stench will be smelled by everyone.

The soft-tempered Amy was the most uncomfortable, and tears fell down with a 'slap'.

After a while, Amy wiped away her tears as if venting, and her cheeks were flushed from rubbing.

Forcing herself to walk upside down and approach Shi Le, Amy hesitated, but still opened her mouth: "I..."

"Don't... don't tell me you're sorry..." Shi Le raised his hand and turned to look at Amy: "Not all 'sorry' can be exchanged for a 'it's okay', and I'm not qualified to accept your' I'm sorry'. If you want to say it, I don't mind sending you to see the little waste, and let you talk to him face to face."

"I didn't kill you one by one, it was you who got the honor of Angus' mentor."

"So... stay away from me, you can't expect me to be rational all the time."