I sell Coke in the doomsday

However, after hearing what I said, the girl's eyes dimmed, she scratched her head with her hand, turned her head away, and spoke in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, at that time... I really couldn't do anything."

"My mother is sick, and there is no medicine in the base. Everyone says that your flesh and blood can cure my mother's illness."

"I...I can only give it a try."

Hearing this, my heart was moved, and I felt a little powerless. I don't know why I always fall into such stupid things.

To be honest, faced with the same situation, most people would make the same choice as her.

But I can't think like this, because the person tied to the pillar is me.

This is the only thing I am qualified to blame everyone for, because that person was nailed to the throne, had his flesh cut and his blood drawn, and was tortured by pain and unable to sleep.

it's me.

I inhaled slowly and closed my eyes, but the murderous intent in my heart grew stronger and stronger, devouring my rationality. After a moment, I exhaled and spoke, enunciating each word.

"I will not forgive any of you."

"So, if you dare to appear in front of me, I will kill you all."

"I will torture you as much as possible. For this, I am willing to be a beast."

Such naked hatred surprised not only the girl but also me.

Those sleepless nights, those maddening pains, the wailing, were like poison, which had already seeped into my bones, growing wildly with all my malice and hatred.

The girl stared at me blankly, her eyes full of guilt and helplessness, but after a moment, she threw the watch to me and whispered.

"Give it to you."

I took the watch expressionlessly, my muscles twitching. Unwilling to wait any longer, I raised my hand again, pointed it at the little head, and asked softly.

"Before you die, is there anything else you want to say?"

The girl tidied her long hair and smiled at me, but her eyes became complicated. She took a deep breath and spoke to me softly.

"You told me before that if one day in the future you wanted to kill me, as long as I said a few words, you would let me go and trust me again."

That's a funny thing to say, because I have no such memory.

I curled my lips and sneered.

"There is no such convenient spell in this world."

The girl smiled but did not answer, then spoke word by word.

"Tongtong is the key to this gamble."

Chapter 147 Fireworks (I)

"Tongtong is the key to this gamble."

The girl's voice was very soft, but it sounded like a bolt from the blue to my ears, like an electric current squeezing into my blood vessels, flowing through my blood, through every part of my body, making my hands and feet numb.

My facial muscles twitched slightly uncontrollably. I wanted to speak, but found that my throat seemed to be filled with sand. It was dry and astringent, and I couldn't make any sound.

But the girl seemed to know what I was thinking. She quickly raised her hands in a gesture of surrender and said with an innocent look on her face.

"Don't get excited yet. I don't know much."

"You taught me this sentence back then, saying it could save my life, but I have no idea what it means."

Did I...say that?

I suddenly felt dizzy and took a few steps back uncontrollably. I stopped only after my back hit the wall. I raised my hand and slapped myself hard, then looked up at the girl and said in a hoarse voice.

"I...told you? When?"

The girl seemed a little worried about my condition. She stood up in a hurry, wanting to get closer but hesitated, and could only smile bitterly.

"When else could it be? Of course it was nine years ago."

There was a buzzing in my ears, my mouth opened wide, I was breathing rapidly, and my eyes became blurry.

Nine years ago... I was still in the Corpse God Cult, how could I know Tongtong? This statement is too absurd and too terrifying. I shouldn't believe it.

But at the same time, there was a voice in my head that kept telling me that this was true.

Boom!

I clenched my fist and hammered hard against the wall behind me. With a dull sound, lime and rocks scattered, and my fist became a bloody mess.

I wanted to use the pain to suppress my anxiety and confusion, but the shock this incident gave me instead suppressed the pain in my palm, and I still couldn't calm down.

The girl didn't seem surprised by this. She sat up straight, cleared her throat, and spoke to me slowly.

"Um...I don't know what you meant by those words, but you were very persistent at that time, so I remember it very clearly."

"I will sort it out now. I will tell you, listen. I believe you can accept it."

"After all, this is what you arranged."

Hearing this, my eyes narrowed, and I looked at the girl anxiously and uneasily. However, the girl touched her head and slowly raised a finger.

"First of all, the odds are stacked against you. The chances of you winning this bet are low."

I know about this matter. After all, until now, I don’t even know the content of the gambling.

"The second thing is, the cerebral palsy god that appeared in front of you is not the real thing. She just has incomplete memories."

The girl paused, her expression became strange, as if she found it difficult to speak, but after a pause, she still spoke in a low voice.

"The third thing is that the days will become shorter and shorter, and eventually, except for this city area, all remaining humans will die."

Will everyone... die?

When I heard this, I thought I would have some emotional fluctuations, but I didn't feel that way. Instead, a sigh sounded from deep in my heart, as if it was supposed to be so.

I rubbed my forehead, let out a long breath, lowered my head, and murmured softly.

"There is no useful information, just some nonsense."

The information I want is not something so vague. I want to know what exactly happened to me.

Why, the me in the past knew about the future, but the me now has no memory of it at all?

After a moment, I waved my hands gently, finally calmed down, looked up at the girl in front of me, and asked slowly.

“I want to know what I looked like at that time.”

At this moment, my memory seems to be unreliable, so I want to listen to other people's memories.

The girl frowned when she heard this, and after thinking hard for a long time, she described it with some difficulty.

"I...I don't know how to describe it. At that time, you became very scary."

"You told me a lot of things that would happen in the future, such as that I would be killed by you, and you also asked me to find a high-end mechanical watch to observe the daytime in the future."

"You said the future can be changed, but you also said the ending cannot be changed."

"Very contradictory."

At this point, the girl glanced at me secretly, seemed a little scared, and spoke to me softly in a lower voice.

"At that time, the way you looked at me was as if you were looking at a stone on the side of the road."

"scary."

I listened quietly, and then couldn't help frowning. I didn't have the slightest impression of this memory. Do I need more hints?

"Go on, tell me everything I said to you at that time."

Hearing this, the girl straightened up in surprise, looked at my serious expression, and after a moment of stunned silence, she couldn't help but sigh.

"That's amazing. You taught me how to answer this question in the past."

My face turned pale, and the feeling of uneasiness in my heart became stronger and stronger.

It's really disgusting. This feeling of having every move predicted by someone, even if that person is me, I wouldn't like it.

The girl looked into my eyes, took a deep breath, and then whispered to me.

"You said."

"Don't do such meaningless things anymore. Your memory has been overwritten."

"No matter how hard I think about it, I won't remember it."

"On the last day, you will naturally remember everything."

Memory...overwrite? Am I some small capacity machine?

I felt my thoughts becoming increasingly confused, so I reached out my hand, motioning the girl in front of me to stop talking, and spoke in a low voice.

"Don't talk for now, my mind is a little confused now."

After saying that, I sat down against the wall somewhat weakly, repeating the action of taking deep breaths.

Now, let's sort out the information.

First of all, there is something wrong with my memory. According to the girl in front of me, my memory has been overwritten, which means that the original memory has been overwritten by other memories, so I have so many déjà vu feelings.

So, how much of my current memory is true and how much is false?

What is my life? Have I never really lived it from beginning to end?

Why did I know what would happen in the future nine years ago?

All the thoughts and doubts became a tangled mess that could not be sorted out.

After a long time, I still couldn't come up with an answer. Instead, I was exhausted and sat on the ground dejectedly, my eyes became unfocused.

Before I knew it, the girl had stood up from the chair. She sat down next to me quietly and spoke softly.

"My name is Zi Su, do you remember?"

I was so confused that I didn't answer the girl's question. She didn't seem to care either. Instead, she turned her head, smiled, and whispered.

"I know you're still listening."

"Don't you want to know what happened back then?"

"Now, I'll tell you from the beginning."

……

Nine years ago, during a summer night of fireworks, a little girl sat on a high platform. The bonfire in front of her illuminated the night and also illuminated a young man who was tied to the platform.

Smoke rose into the air and drops of blood dripped onto the ground. The dying young man suddenly raised his face, looked at the girl in front of him, and called out in a low voice with a gloomy expression.

"brat."

"Do you want to live?"

Chapter 148 Fireworks (II)

"brat."

"Do you want to live?"

A breeze blew by, sparks flew from the night bonfire, and the man's voice was cold and hoarse, a little different from the man in the little girl's memory.

The little girl instinctively felt something strange, but she did not run away. Instead, she came forward with some concern and asked in a low voice.

"Brother, are you feeling unwell?"

The man narrowed his eyes slightly. His hands were locked tightly, and only his fingers could move. He looked carefully at the little girl in front of him. After looking for a long time, he was silent like a stone.

The little girl felt more and more strange. Just when she was about to speak, the man suddenly opened his mouth and asked slowly.

"What are you doing here?"

Hearing this, the little girl's eyes lit up, she held up a fairy tale book in both hands and smiled innocently.

"I'm here to tell you a story, brother."

The man was stunned and stared at the girl in front of him for a long time. After a long while, he suddenly realized.

"It turns out to be you."

Hearing this, the little girl tilted her head slightly, her small eyes and eyebrows full of confusion. She clearly came to see her big brother every day, so why did he seem like he hadn't seen her for a long time today?