Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

But he chose not to do that.

"..."

"Thank you for liking me." Li Mo leaned over and gently kissed Ying on the forehead.

He felt extremely satisfied. He had been interested in this girl since their first meeting, and became even more interested after getting to know her better.

Fortunately, the moral sense of social and cultural discipline is still there, and Li Mo did not choose to return to reality, but continued to stay with Ying.

Stay a little longer. After all, if you leave now, Sakura will probably have to wait for several years or even more than ten years before the next meeting.

Li Mo felt very guilty. He couldn't promise Ying that he would stay with her forever.

The only thing to do is to stay a little longer.

For Sakura, I might be her whole world. After I leave, Sakura will return to being alone, wandering and wandering in a boring world.

But for me, Sakura is just a part of life, not everything.

Love seems to be unequal from the beginning, whether it is time or space. One party always has to be more patient and more willing to give.

"It's so unfair."

Li Mo gently pinched Ying's soft face with his fingers. It was very soft, like pudding, and would bounce up when poked.

"Um... Mo Jun..."

In response to external stimulation, Sakura opened her sleepy eyes.

When Ying saw Li Mo's fingers poking her face, she gently held Li Mo's hands with both hands and put his fingers into her mouth.

The cherry blossoms are connected into a line, wrapped around the tree trunks. When the rain blows, they sway continuously, and water droplets containing the fragrance of cherry blossoms flow in the cracks of the trunks.

Li Mo didn't blush and watched everything Ying did very naturally.

"Cuckoo..."

The rumbling sound of his stomach broke the ambiguity between the two. Li Mo smiled awkwardly and looked away awkwardly.

"Mr. Mo, please go back to the village with me. I will make you something to eat."

"Uh, okay."

Li Mo originally wanted to say that he would just go back to reality and have a meal, because in dreams and reality, physical fatigue and hunger were synchronized.

But since Sakura has suggested this, it would seem unromantic if I refuse.

What's more, the two of them had just made love in Wushan, and it was not Li Mo's character to put on pants and then not recognize him.

Li Mo was also very curious about what Ying ate when she was alone.

Once you have done something, you have to take responsibility for it. It is easy to share happiness and difficult to share difficulties. I have to find a way to make Ying's life less boring.

Li Mo said with certainty in his heart.

Before he even entered the society, he was determined to take responsibility for Sakura in his dreams and devote himself to her wholeheartedly.

After returning to the village, under Ying's arrangement, Li Mo sat at a stone table in a small courtyard and waited quietly.

After a while, a wisp of smoke continued to rise above the village, accompanied by the aroma of roasted meat.

Li Mo began to look forward to it.

My expectations were dashed when I saw the food. From its appearance, I could tell it was a roasted whole lamb. It looked okay, but it tasted too meaty.

One bite and it's full of pungent smell of lamb.

Li Mo puts on the mask of pain: Landry's torture.

"Mo Jun... I'm sorry. Due to limited conditions, Ying couldn't find more seasonings. All she could do was roast the raw meat and sprinkle some fruits and edible plants she brought back from the forest on it."

Li Mo coughed a few times and put down the simple wooden bowl filled with mutton. "Have you always eaten this?"

Ying shook her head and looked down at the lamb on the table. She was silent for a long moment: "...Yes."

As she spoke, Sakura rubbed her fingers together and her eyes avoided.

After hearing the affirmative answer, Li Mo felt even more guilty. He could eat and drink as much as he wanted in real life, but he could only watch Ying eat these foods that had not been de-fished and had no seasoning.

Chapter 50: Strange Platform

Thinking of this, Li Mo picked up the bowl again and started eating.

He endured the strong fishy smell and put the cooked meat into his mouth.

It is swallowed raw without chewing, leaving the task of processing food to the stomach and intestines.

Stomach: This is a high-end game.

"Ugh... ugh..."

After eating, Li Mo couldn't help but instinctively retched a few times.

"Sorry, Sakura, I'm not used to the food."

Ying lowered her head and stood there apologizing repeatedly: "I'm sorry... Mo Jun. Ying will work hard to hone her cooking skills and strive to make food that satisfies you. Ying will work hard... to be a perfect wife and meet all of Mo Jun's needs..."

Li Mo wiped the corner of his mouth, walked over to Ying, touched her head, and said soothingly: "This is not your fault, it's the environment. The conditions here are really limited. It would be difficult for anyone else to make delicious food. You have done your best."

"I'm sorry... Ying didn't do well and disappointed Mo Jun..." Ying still lowered her head in inferiority and did not look at Li Mo.

Looking at the virtuous Ying, Li Mo actually had an urge to stay in this world forever.

Fortunately, he is very clear-headed. In reality, there are people he cannot let go of. He will have to go back sooner or later. Although it sounds a bit like a scumbag to say it, he believes that he should focus on reality.

But...what about Sakura?

Li Mo was conflicted. The options in the multiple-choice questions were all contradictory, so he had to put them aside for the time being.

"By the way, Ying, let's build a house in the forest!" Li Mo suggested.

Ying finally looked up, tilted her head, and asked in confusion, "Building a house?"

Li Mo smiled confidently and nodded. "That's right. Although there are ready-made ones in the village, I always feel that they are not good enough. This world is too deserted. I want to create something with you, something with our own symbols, something that belongs only to us."

In fact, there is really no entertainment to kill time. Do we have to keep doing it until the end of time?

Li Mo knew very well that Ying was definitely willing, but he couldn't resist it. He was just an ordinary person. Even though he was full of vigor and vitality, he couldn't withstand Ying's increasingly sophisticated techniques and sensitive methods.

Men should take good care of their kidneys. Based on his limited experience, Li Mo came to an extremely valuable conclusion.

"Ying listens to Mo Jun. Whatever Mo Jun wants to do, Ying will do it."

"Thank you." Li Mo thanked her reflexively, but was stopped by the softness on her lips.

After licking it clean, Ying licked her lips again: "Help Mojun clean up the dirt. Do you think it's cleaned up?"

"It's over, it's over. There's nothing left, really. Let's go find some materials first. Building a house will take a lot of wood."

Li Mo answered immediately, fearing that if he answered slowly, Ying would start to touch him.

He pulled Sakura and ran into the woods.

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Reality, hospital.

Lying on the cold hospital bed, Li Mo's body was filled with test tubes and things resembling wires.

The slightly drunken sunlight had faded a little, and it shone through the window lattice onto Li Mo's face, adding only a little more color.

Ling said nothing and stood silently by the window, her eyes fixed on Li Mo lying on the hospital bed.

Occasionally, he would glance at the instruments showing that all the data were normal.

"Brother, how long will it take for you to wake up..."

Ling had a cold expression on her face. While she was talking, she moved closer to the pale-faced Li Mo on the hospital bed. She climbed onto the bed very unfamiliarly, sat sideways, and pinched Li Mo's face.

"The doctor said that if you don't wake up in three days, from the current medical perspective, you can only be diagnosed as a vegetative state. Your brain is active, but you will never wake up again. That way, I can inherit all the property left by Sister Beichen."

"So... wake up soon."

Ling picked up her schoolbag from the cabinet and turned to leave the ward.

After school, she rushed to the hospital where Li Mo was without stopping, and the situation was not optimistic.

This is different from the state where both the consciousness and the person are in a coma and downtime. The instruments detected that Li Mo's consciousness was very active, but the person just couldn't wake up, and the examination could not find any problems, which is the most terrifying thing.

This means that there is currently no effective treatment for this phenomenon and we can only leave it to fate.

When I got home, the lights were still on and the doors of the three bedrooms were all open.

Ling threw her schoolbag on the sofa and walked from the living room to her bedroom. When she passed by Beichen's room, she couldn't help but take a look. It was empty.

As soon as Li Mo fell into a deep sleep, Beichen contacted someone to send Li Mo to the hospital for examination, and he never returned home.

Ling is very smart. She realized very early on that Beichen's attitude towards Li Mo was definitely not that of an ordinary sister towards her younger brother.

Without Li Mo in this house, Beichen naturally would not stay here, not even for a second.

She had more important things to do, but compared to those, Li Mo was a more important person, so she was willing to put them aside.

"It's true... the house was so lively the day before yesterday, but today I'm the only one left."

Ling said self-deprecatingly, changed her clothes in the room and went out.

When I walked to the roadside, there was a strange smell in the air, a mixture of pungent car exhaust and the aroma of roadside barbecue stalls. Since being adopted by Beichen, I haven't returned to my ordinary home for a long time.

Ling stood at the entrance to the community, not entering, watching in silence. Groups of people gathered on the roadside, walking arm in arm as they made their way to restaurants, where they drank and chatted.

While parents chatted with friends, children sat in the corner with their phones, delighted at the chance to play video games, occasionally shouting out famous memes: "My gun goes and comes back, your horse goes and never comes back!"

Ling turned and left, walking aimlessly on the street. Occasionally, young couples would walk hand in hand, leaving their happy figures in the night.

The stars twinkled in the sky, complementing the flashing neon signs. There was a hustle and bustle everywhere, but Ling felt extremely peaceful.

"That's right. When you are alone, the world is always quiet."

Ling bought two hot dogs on the street, and only after she finished buying them did she realize, "I bought too many."

"..."

"Not much actually."

Even a girl could easily finish two hot dogs. However, after her parents passed away three years ago and she and her sister were adopted by relatives, it was normal for them to go hungry for one or two meals a day.

Two hot dogs were a precious commodity back then, so it seemed like a lot because they were hard to come by.

Ling bought a cup of milk tea and a few skewers of barbecue, packed them up and prepared to take the bus home.

"Go home, you've been outside for too long."

Ling sat on a chair at the bus stop and waited patiently, but she didn't take any of the taxis that passed by.

To her, money is very important. Even if Beichen doesn't care, she can't take it for granted and use other people's money.

Even Li Mo doesn't usually buy expensive food.

Then, as the nominal sister, Ling chooses to consider the feelings of her family and will not do anything that her family does not like.

On the Internet, Ling has seen many "exquisite pig girls" and glamorous "socialites".

Although she was still young, Ling knew very well that this kind of ideological transformation was very bad, although in reality most people were also deceiving themselves.

We are all ordinary people and we cannot be self-righteous and live a life beyond our capabilities.

"Little sister, are you waiting for the bus?"

Ling looked over and saw a beautiful and lovely white-haired girl sitting next to her. Her sweet smile was like the never-ending summer sunshine, and her easy-going voice made Ling feel warm and close.

The white-haired girl tapped her cheek lightly, her eyes bright.

Ling was mesmerized by what she saw, then nodded after she realized what was happening: "Yeah... Yeah, I'm waiting for bus number 27."

The white-haired girl turned her head and glanced at the empty street. She took out her phone and checked the time again. "Luckily, there's still one last bus. It's too dangerous to be outside alone at night. I'll go with you."

Ling smiled back: "Thank you, sister is beautiful and a very nice person."

Ling was not lying. The other person was indeed very handsome. Although not as good-looking as Beichen with all his makeup on, he was still one of the best in the crowd.

He has white hair and blue eyes, is dressed simply yet exquisitely, has delicate skin, and looks to be around seventeen or eighteen years old.

Hearing the compliment, the white-haired girl smiled even brighter, "Sister, you are so nice to hear. How about I give you a gift?"