Three Treasures Falling from Heaven

Chapter 650 Are you reminded of past memories?

"Husband, shall we sit over there for a while?" Gu Lianlian pointed to the empty bench where the two tourists had just left.

Mo Shaozhen nodded slightly, took her hand, sat down on the hard empty bench, and pressed his temples with two fingers.

Gu Lianlian sat in front of him, took out the thermos cup from her backpack, unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup, and passed hot water to his mouth: "Drink some hot water, it might be better."

"A lot of images flashed through my mind." Mo Shaozhen refused the offer to drink water.

Gu Lianlian was suddenly excited: "Did you recall the past memories?"

Every time her husband transfers her pain, he can think of something. Gu Lianlian puts her hands together nervously: "What did you remember? Is it related to me? Or is it related to Rong Rong?"

Mo Shaozhen didn't speak, his mind was filled with Rong Rong's voice, making his head explode.

Mo Shaozhen closed his eyes, and his mind was full of images of Rong Rong.

The Rongrong in the picture is not as lively as now, sickly, with a very pale face, although thin, but not ugly.

He lay weakly on the hospital bed, covering his ears with his hands, as if unwilling to listen to any persuasion, he said violently:
"Ah, I'm so annoying, bro, don't persuade me anymore, I don't know how to do bone marrow transplantation! I'd rather stay sick for hundreds of years, than lose you..."

Mo Shaozhen saw himself standing in front of the hospital bed, trying both hard and soft methods, unable to persuade Rong Ronghou, and finally promised: "I promise, after you recover, I will not die!"

Rongrong roared in pain: "What guarantee do you have? At the beginning I tried my best to summon you, and the wish I made was to let you protect me until I recover. Once I recover, you will end your life because of fulfilling your mission and return to nothingness. Brother, do you even know?"

"Take her." He saw himself on the screen, pinching a picture of a girl with his slender white fingertips.

Rong Rong was dubious: "How can she keep you from dying? Brother, don't lie to me. Although she is my savior, she is also your terminator!"

"Terminator? That's not necessarily the case. How can I know that it's not the beginning of a new mission for the rest of my life?"

After the voice fell, the self on the screen heard a distant cry for help: "Help... help, someone help me..."

It was a dark night, and he followed the sound. On the street at midnight, he saw a girl lying in a pool of blood, stretched out her hand with difficulty, and shouted helplessly into the dark night: "Who will save me?" , please, come and save me, save me, give me a hand... No matter who it is, I will definitely thank you, I will definitely repay you, I will definitely... woo..."

Seeing the girl lying in a pool of blood, Mo Shaozhen's heart immediately ached.

Although it was just a picture, it was so real that it hurt his heart.

He saw himself in the picture, wearing a black wind coat, walking towards the girl in the picture step by step, calm and calm.

After he walked in, the girl grabbed his arm: "Help me..."

他看到画面上的自己，近乎无情的打量着他最心爱的女孩，脸上写满了拒绝，声音一板一眼，听得他都恨不得冲进画面里，将疏离冷漠的自己，狠狠揍一顿!
This is your most beloved girl, and you actually said to her, "It may not be lucky for you to mess with me. Are you sure you want me to save you?"

(End of this chapter)