【Double Flower】Honeysuckle

Zhang Jiale sat in front of the computer with his back arched.

The lights in the dormitory room were not turned on, so the white background of the website on the screen reflected his face into a pale white.

Around the Spring Festival, Glory officially opened the upper limit of the silver weapon level, and they, a group of professional players, have no free time since then.In addition to competitions and training, there is one more task of grabbing materials in online games.After a week of hard work, there is only this short period of rest after dinner that allows him to take care of his life a little bit.

He jumped with his fingertips and skillfully entered a name in the search bar of the webpage, and the webpage also popped up a screen full of news in an instant.

Zhang Jiale stared blankly at the screen.The densely packed news with the word "Sun Zheping" all over the screen, but time was stagnant in his best years.

It wasn't until his eyes were dull that Zhang Jiale lowered his head and let out a low wry smile.

Sun Zheping, you are serious and ruthless.

He raised his head, looked at the dark ceiling, and opened his mouth slowly and silently.But then he seemed to think of something again, he could only bite his lip and smile helplessly, feeling his eye sockets gradually swell up.

But Zhang Jiale, what right do you have to criticize him?

He laughed like a self-deprecating, squatting penguin at the bottom right of the computer screen suddenly flickered wildly:

"Lieping Mountains, Lin Ping Peak, the shadow military commander Sha Han refreshed, quickly come to Lin Ping Peak (782, 53) and gather on the cliff."

Zhang Jiale let out a long sigh, stretched out his hands and patted his cheeks.With a flick of her charming wrist, Qianhua turned the automatic pistol in her hand into a beautiful gunshot.

When Zhang Jiale arrived at the Lieping Mountains, Sha Han's surroundings were already in chaos.

Along with Tyrannical Ambition, the guilds waiting at the refresh point are Lanxi Pavilion and Zhongcaotang.The people from Lanxi Pavilion were the first to attack the wild map boss, and the other two guilds showed their guys one after another.

As the battle continued to unfold, the two young generals from Lanxi Pavilion and Zhongcaotang lost most of the glory in this mess.The sound of fighting behind them was loud, but Zhang Jiale still heard Lin Jingyan's sigh.

"It's really a young man's world..."

This low-pitched word was heard by Zhang Jiale along with the shouts of killing and the sound effects of skills.

Is this world for young people?

When he was as young as these boys in front of him, he really felt that he had mastered the entire universe.

But now, he is not old.People are not old, and the heart will not be old.

This world, as long as he refuses to give up, will still be his.

"I'm talking about Lao Lin, young people can't take all the limelight." Qian Hua charmingly clicked and changed the clips, and walked to Lin Jingyan's side: "This season, we should be the ones who get the most limelight."

"Showing the limelight, isn't this kind of your strong point?" Lin Jingyan put away the few sentimentality, waved to him, and spoke with a hint of teasing.

"Ha ha!"

Zhang Jiale laughed out loud.

Show off.

What a wonderful thing.

When he was young and frivolous, he killed Biluo Huangquan with others, but now there is no one around him, but he still has a gun in his hand.

Even though the guild name on his head has changed from Baihuagu to Baqixiongtu, he is still Zhang Jiale.

"Don't be too modest, hurry up, don't let the brats get too proud!"

Zhang Jiale smiled, the bullet in Qianhua Meimei's hand went into the chamber, making a crisp clang.

Immediately, flowers flew up in the sky, and the blood splashed everywhere dyed the ground red.

This battle around the last wild boss of this week continued, but the battle situation became more and more chaotic.Not to mention that Ye Qiu, who somehow changed his name to Ye Xiu, led his grass-roots team to make trouble all the way, and more and more guilds with support from the battle team joined the battle.

In the middle, there is also the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

The leading Berserker was Yu Feng who had just joined the club. The three characters on top of his head stood out in the crowd, as if someone had carved his heart with an epee.

Zhang Jiale didn't want to see that mad swordsman with the three characters "Hundred Flowers Valley" on his head, let alone fight side by side with him.However, under the pressure of the escalating battle situation, after he tried his best to break out of Xingxin's encirclement, the muzzle of his gun bloomed brilliantly——

The eye-catching flowers are intertwined by the bursting fire, light and thunder in the sky; the gorgeous and incomparable flowers that are constantly lingering in full bloom following the sword's edge charging all the way in front of it...

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

This is a scene after a long absence!

Blooming blood scene.

These few words are so old that when Zhang Jiale thinks of them, the stagnation on the tip of the tongue will flow all the way to the bottom of his heart, but at this moment, they bloomed brilliantly again under his gun.

His eyes were a little blurry, he just blinked, but tears fell from his eyes and hit the table with a "slap".

No matter how much he persuaded himself in his heart, the time spent with Sun Zheping in those years seemed to have turned into habits and instincts and melted into his body.His body still clearly remembered the appearance of every flower in the pistol that bloomed in front of the two of them, and also remembered the color of every drop of blood dripping between the blades of the self-weighting sword.

No matter how unwilling he is to admit it, every inch of skin, every muscle and every bone in his body is screaming at him——

Sun Zheping, I really, really miss you...

His eyes were blurred with tears, but Zhang Jiale was still firm and decisive in his strikes.This piece of blooming flowers surrounded the bloody sword all the way to the front, and before he had reached two points of the past from Zhongdupin, a hysterical cry suddenly came from behind him.

"Zhang Jiale, why are you leaving!!!"

After a moment of silence, someone in the group of Baihua Valley started to cry.

Zhang Jiale's mind went blank for an instant.Immediately afterwards, overwhelming pain poured into his body like that, making his heart, which he thought had been numb, tremble uncontrollably.

As if seeing his hesitation, someone behind him said with emotion, "No matter what, I can't go back again."

Turning the camera, Zhang Jiale saw Ye Xiu's Lord Grim.

"Yes..." He gently rubbed his left chest, feeling his heart beating with pain.

He thought that he had already made up his mind to put all his eggs in one basket and fight with his back, but in the end, he couldn't let go of any of the burdens he had carried on his shoulders one by one in those years.

He can't escape, there is nowhere to escape, and he hates himself who can only escape.

If you can't let it go, then carry it on your back and let's go together.

Zhang Jiale laughed softly, the light in his eyes flickered, the bitterness rose from his throat, and went straight to the top, turning into a heart full of sourness.

hate me?Then hate me.Simply, if you hate me completely, you won't feel sad because of me anymore.

He raised his gun to Yu Feng who was still fighting with him beside him.

boom.

A shot went off.

The bullet seemed to pass through the screen, opening a hole in his heart.

The cold air poured into the chest cavity, with the smell of blood.

"We are rivals." He said calmly.

So, don't be polite, let the edge of the epee swing at me;

So, take Baihua, take those people I love, and move forward.

Don't let them down like I did.

Baihua's soul is entrusted to you.

After a short pause, the players in Baihua Valley surged like boiling water.

They were outraged, they were passionate, they even forgot the existence of Sha Han, the shadow strategist, and only saw this despicable Zhang Jiale who once again betrayed them.

They cursed loudly, raised their weapons, and rushed towards Qianhua's charming direction.Seeing the crowds coming like a tide, Yu Feng wanted to explain to them—but people had already thrown away their brains and reason, and only wanted to tear this former soul of Baihua into pieces.

Zhang Jiale quietly watched the black crowd rushing towards him, and raised the gun in his hand.

But he didn't intend to shoot.

This is what he owes them.If killing Qianhua charming can make them feel better, then he is willing to be killed by them a thousand times, ten thousand times——

Rage of blood!

When the crowd was about to engulf Qianhua Charming, a mad swordsman's big move came down in front of everyone with an epee!

Those people who lost their minds and came rushing out of anger were cut off one by one by the blood-stained epee like mowing grass.

Zhang Jiale's heart was pounding.

He sat stiffly in place, all the strength in his body seemed to be pulled away at that moment, so that he didn't have any more strength to open his mouth and ask the question that he didn't even dare to think about.

"What are you afraid of?"

A familiar voice sounded in front of him.

The mad swordsman standing in front of him with the guild name "Righteous Slashing the World" on his head and pointing his epee obliquely did not turn around.But just that back view, Zhang Jiale seemed to have fought hundreds of times, watched it thousands of times, and thought about it tens of thousands of times.

His whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"Who are you?" His lips trembled, and the voice seemed not his own at all.

"Since we have already decided to bid farewell to the past, why do we still have to remain weak?" The man still turned his back to him, but every word he said fell on Zhang Jiale's heart, and he almost burst into tears.

Zhang Jiale panted heavily, searching for everything he could say, but a thousand thoughts piled up, and in the end he himself didn't know how to explain it.

"I'm just..." He muttered, trying his best to suppress the tear glands that were about to lose control, but saw Zai Yixia in front of him raising his epee and pointing at the crowd, his tone was as firm as he used to be familiar with: "Shoot out all the distracting thoughts in my heart." Kill it!"

Zhang Jiale bit his lower lip and took a deep breath.

You are still you, nothing has changed.

But how could I kill those distracting thoughts?

Only with these so-called "distracting thoughts" in your mouth can I have the courage to go on.

The past was indeed painful, and the future may be even more so.But if I don't bear all the betrayal, fatigue, reluctance, unwillingness, guilt, hesitation, madness and regret, how can I know that there are so many fetters that I can bear.

You are Sun Zheping and I am Zhang Jiale.

So you can cut everything, so I can't.

So back then you were able to leave so resolutely without saying a word;

So until now, the moment I saw you again, even if it was only a back view, even though it was thousands of miles away, even though it has been nearly four years, I still want to fall into your arms and never be separated again.

So at this moment, I will still choose to believe in you without hesitation, stand by your side, and let the gun spew out more eye-catching flames with all my strength.

"Oh?" Zhang Jiale let out the breath that had been lingering in his chest for a long time, trying his best to make himself look calmer, more like the Zhang Jiale who didn't know the feeling of sorrow, with a shallow smile, all the time Word by word: "With you?"

"can."

"You're still crazy."

"The one who needs to go crazy now is you, not me."

"it is good."

The flame that had been dormant in his heart for a long time blazed up at this moment, burning more and more intensely, adding fuel to his body and soul together, and the tongue of fire greedily licked towards the sky.

The heart retracted and released, and the pain and sorrow were mixed, but Zhang Jiale felt a burst of happiness that excited him for no reason.

He pulled the trigger.

"coming!"

Gunshots, thunder, swords rise, blood falls.

The real scene of flowers and blood.