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Chapter 385 Xu Zhi Extra: Don't be silly, we've been over for a long time

"It's not safe here, come with me." Wen Cenjiang looked at Xu Zhi.

Xu Zhi nodded.

"Can you still walk?" He looked at her, his eyes as calm as an inky black lake.

But I always feel like something is missing.

It was difficult for Xu Zhi to describe the changes in him. The changes extended far away from her palm and gradually she could no longer grasp them.

"I can walk, it's okay." Xu Zhi's face turned pale, and she managed to calm down. Her long curly hair was scattered behind her, and she looked beautiful and dashing. She was already very mature. She endured the discomfort in her ankle and walked very slowly. "Thank you."

A foreign country, a street, late at night, and no one else.

Two long slanted shadows, speechless to each other, remained silent all the way.

"Can I ask you a question, Wen Lu?"

"Ah."

"Do you really have a gun?"

Wen Cenjiang raised a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth: "Do you think I am a lawbreaker?"

This was the first time Xu Zhi saw him smile in such a long time.

"Then how dare you—"

"I once played a game called Russian roulette with someone when I was abroad."

Wen Cenjiang was walking on the road, not at a fast pace. The outline of his windbreaker was gentle and indifferent, like a blurry silhouette in fireworks, hazy but profound.

"There is only one bullet in each of the six slots of the revolver. Whoever quits first loses."

He had never told her this before, at least Xu Zhi confirmed that he hadn't, so she asked what withdrawal meant.

Wen Cen Jiang smiled, but said nothing more.

So the conversation fell into silence again. Just now in the panic, Xu Zhi accidentally twisted her foot. She could still bear it at first, but it became more and more painful the more she walked, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

Wen Cenjiang noticed it and stopped: "If you don't mind, I can carry you."

Xu Zhi still had to go to the second instance court, so he couldn't afford to show off: "Thank you."

The road was not far. Xu Zhi lay on his back and when he lowered his head, he could see his profile.

Clean and handsome. It seems that there is no change.

"Zhizhi."

He suddenly said, his voice was less vocal but had a hint of lingering tenderness.

Xu Zhi said nothing, it was too long.

"I remember I used to call you that." Wen Cenjiang carried her on his back and walked over the stone slabs under his feet.

"I have been cooperating with Dr. Shu for the past two years. Do you know her? I think you should have seen her. My illness has almost healed."

"That's good." Xu Zhi rested his chin on his shoulder, lowered his eyes, and just looked at him.

Wen Cenjiang hummed, and carried her up on his back again, taking each step steadily: "But there are some things I can't remember clearly."

The spring night breeze blew through the streets late at night, the moonlight was mottled, and Xu Zhi remained silent for a long time.

"I can't remember why I came here. Maybe it has something to do with you, right?"

Maybe she had been quiet for too long, Wen Cenjiang felt a little confused.

"Zhizhi?"

She finally understood.

Why meet again in a foreign country?

His eyes were calm and composed.

Xu Zhi smiled, hugged the man's neck, and looked up. She could see the moon in the sky reflected in her eyes, but she couldn't tell whether it was the moonlight or tears.

"Don't be silly." Then she smiled, "We've been over for a long time. This has nothing to do with me."

He let go.

So she pushed him forward and told him not to look back.

"So that's how it is." Wen Cenjiang nodded.

So I stopped asking.

I don’t know when I got downstairs. This road was so long that it seemed like it could last a lifetime, yet it also seemed so short that it passed in a flash.

His body temperature, his breath and his embrace have become so strange.