Chapter 33 "I can never be you."
The dream was still going on, and I could clearly feel Jing Yuan subconsciously closing his fingers to grasp something, but his fingers only touched cold iron chains.
Compared to Jingyuan, this is more like my behavior habit.
This behavior often represents uneasy thinking, and when he cannot come up with an answer or judges that the answer cannot be given, he will remain silent for a long time.
This was indeed the case. Jing Yuan looked at the light source placed by the soldier at the door of the cell without saying a word. Finally, he simply closed his eyes and "shut out" Jing Yuan, who was in his peripheral vision.
He wouldn't give an answer, but I heard what was in his heart. He answered irrelevantly: Because I am tired, Jingyuan, I can hardly tell who I am...
The complicated emotions that come with the voice of the heart gather together and block, like a huge rock pressing firmly on the heart, making it hard to breathe. However, in this darkness, his breathing remained steady, without revealing any sign of abnormality.
After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and smiled as usual, "If the anonymous letter was indeed sent by me, would I be given a lighter sentence? Well, thinking about it this way, it seems not a bad idea to admit it, but it's a pity for the real sender."
…It’s still a lie. Jing Yuan sighed with a headache, "You know exactly what the consequences of this will be."
"I know." He answered without hesitation, but there was not much fluctuation in his words. "I know what I am doing and what I will face."
——The smooth and mechanical words seemed as if he had repeated them to himself thousands of times.
I heard him thinking: If this is the end, then this is the end.
I heard him say, "I'm going to do this no matter what the call is."
"I know that your goal is far above everything else. But now, you still won't tell me what happened?" Jing Yuan asked gently, and then brought up the factor that they absolutely could not escape, "If you are not here, and I don't know what will happen next, then what will be the future of Luofu?"
Perhaps just as Jing Yuan thought, he had invested too much emotion and could hardly tell who he was. Therefore, when I heard the word "Luofu", my heart suddenly tightened and felt a stabbing pain like a needle.
It would be reasonable if he just kept silent, but he chose to put himself on the opposite side of Jing Yuan, and even laughed at him at this time: "You don't know how many people have died in my hands, and you don't understand what my ultimate goal is. It's a bit too hasty to trust me like this."
Jing Yuan suddenly looked over, his gilded eyes were ignited by that bright color, like a continuous sea of ​​fire, "Will you do whatever it takes to achieve your goal?"
At this moment, Jing Yuan's thoughts and mine overlapped, and we both simultaneously recalled the words that were originally used to describe the Emperor Bow's destiny: The arrow is on the string, the golden pupils are blazing, the Emperor Bow must not look back.
As if he was truly burned by this heat, Jing Yuan subconsciously turned his head to avoid his sight.
"I need this victory. I must reach the end." Jing Yuan stared at the void ahead and emphasized, "If it were you, wouldn't you do the same?"
He spoke of exploitation and killing calmly and with relief, but that lingering haze always loomed in his heart.
Endless bitterness flowed throughout his body along with the beating of his heart and his blood, but the numbness that followed made him not even think of moving.
Jing Yuan, who was asked this question, did not even hesitate for a moment, and said firmly: "I don't believe that you have really found a way to break the deadlock."
There is no unsolvable situation in this world, and choosing to harm colleagues because of victory is not even a bad idea.
But Jing Yuan obviously didn't want to hear this answer. He laughed softly and said through gritted teeth as if he was determined: "You will."
He continued laughing, but the volume suddenly increased, as if all the air in his lungs were absorbed into it, so that the laughter became like suppressed sobs.
After a moment, he shook his head again, his voice so soft that it seemed to blend into the dark cell: "You won't."
"See, this is the biggest difference between us." He finally looked into Jing Yuan's eyes, his equally golden eyes filled with desolation, "I will never be able to be you."
The moment the words fell, bright red blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. He couldn't help choking and coughing, but he still couldn't stop laughing.
The trembling body pulled the heavy iron chain, which made a clanking sound.
"General?!" There was a panicked noise outside the cell, followed by someone's order: "Go to the Dan Ding Division and ask Lady Dragon to come over!"
I heard a soldier asked in surprise: "How could this happen? He clearly..."
The following words gradually became unclear, but I knew that they just didn't understand why Jing Yuan, who had no internal or external injuries, suddenly vomited blood despite having such outstanding self-healing abilities.
At the same time, I also clearly knew that this was because Jing Yuan’s last sentence triggered the restriction.
"I can never be you."
I woke up from my dream and opened my eyes to see the familiar ceiling in the conference room.
Without having time to feel the emotion lingering in my chest, I turned over and sat up, only then realizing that my desk had been broken in two parts due to my unconscious fall.
Paper and pen...I chose a place nearby and started writing.
5 drops of Yuque Emperor's juice, 2 coins of Changle Bletilla, 3 pieces of Linyuan Tiandong, 6 prescriptions of solid water purification...
I paused, then continued writing based on my remaining memory: 1 qian of blue maple deer antler, 2 virtual particles, 3 qian of sweet dream syrup (can be replaced by other tranquilizers).
Then the production method... Crush the Asparagus cochinchinensis and mix it with the Jade Que Emperor Liquid, add the Ice Core to the Blue Maple Deer Antler and grind it into powder.
Use high heat to turn the solid purified water into liquid, then add white hyacinth, stirring, powder, and syrup in turn. After boiling for half a minute, simmer over low heat until only about a bowl is left, and serve while hot.
Complete antidote recipe. I took a deep breath and double-checked before I had time to be surprised at how clearly I could remember it.
But can I really guarantee the effectiveness of this antidote? I stared at the handwriting on the paper that clearly did not belong to me, sighed, and then folded it up and put it away.
In any case, at least this is a complete idea. As to whether it can be used, it depends on Lingsha's judgment.
As for now...I looked at the broken table with a headache. After I go back, I have to ask Qingdun to replace it with a new one. I hope that by then there won’t be rumors like “The Six Imperials had a disagreement during the meeting, and General Shen Ce smashed the table in anger”.
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