"When will He Sizhao come back?"
Seeing that no one answered, Jiang Chuyi asked again.
When she was at the center of the storm, she was very calm, as if there was nothing on her mind. Now she saw familiar people, but the person she was waiting for was not there, and she had a strange feeling.
It's like a dream.
Seeing her serious expression, as if she was really asking this question, several people looked at each other secretly, exchanging frightened glances.
If Jiang Chuyi was just an ordinary girl who lost her lover, they could easily coax her and control her so that she would not hurt others or herself.
But... now the one who has lost his loved one is God.
Who dares to deceive God? Who can prevent God from being angry?
Today's PhDs are the most obvious example.
"Xiaoyi," Su Mo lowered his head and quickly removed the catheter from He Xingxian, avoiding Jiang Chuyi's gaze. "I didn't want to tell you this, but you've heard the truth. It's true."
Hearing him adding fuel to the fire, as if forcing Jiang Chuyi to face reality, everyone else looked at him in horror.
If Jiang Chuyi gets angry again, none of them will survive.
Jiang Chuyi's pupils shrank, but he didn't get angry.
"Is he too weak and has been tripped up by something?" she said. "It's okay, I'll wait for him a little longer."
Su Mo's hands froze, he sighed, and finally raised his head to meet Jiang Chuyi's eyes.
"I'm sorry, Xiaoyi." His voice choked with sobs. "I couldn't bring him back."
Jiang Chuyi looked at him without saying anything.
Lu Qianzhi wiped his eyes and controlled his tone, "Xiaoyi, Captain He...before he left, he asked me to tell you a few words. He didn't mean to ignore the message. When the core detonated, his communicator was broken, so he couldn't tell you in person."
Jiang Chuyi moved his gaze. His big eyes, which used to be clearly black and white, had turned into a deep black. When he stared at someone quietly, it would give people a chilling feeling like falling into hell.
He told Jiang Chuyi word for word what He Sizhao had asked him to do.
It was also the first time that the others heard He Sizhao's last words. They couldn't control their emotions and sobbed from their noses, but they immediately covered their mouths and looked at Jiang Chuyi in panic.
Jiang Chuyi remained expressionless.
He looks neither happy nor sad, just like a real god.
But she looked so real standing here, no different from the spoiled and willful little girl she used to be.
"Xiaoyi, the person Brother Zhao cares about most has always been you. He came to me a long time ago and asked me to swear that if he is gone one day, I will protect you at the cost of my life." Su Mo said softly.
The others didn't know about this and looked at him in surprise.
"He was the kind of person who planned everything out. The reason he died this time was because he was afraid that once the doctor's assimilation was complete, his power would surpass yours. You were by the doctor's side, and he was worried that something might happen to you." Su Mo continued, "He didn't mean to deceive you. This time... don't blame him."
Jiang Chuyi finally spoke, his voice strange: "Do you think... after the doctor absorbs my core, his power will surpass mine?"
Everyone was silent. They looked up at the doctor in mid-air, who was no longer in human form and couldn't even groan. Their expressions were complicated.
They had tried their best to guess Jiang Chuyi's strength, but they didn't expect that the fact was just like that. No force in the world could shake her position, not even the devil who could turn the whole world into the end of the world by his own strength.
Jiang Chuyi felt that his heart, which had stopped beating for a long time, started beating again.
It beat very slowly, but each beat brought with it a heart-wrenching pain that made her face turn pale.
She wanted to say something else, to refute Su Mo's words and denounce the shallow and stupid cognition of these humans, as if this could make all this false.
But she said nothing, just watched silently as Su Mo carefully removed He Xingxian's catheter.
Is this He Shizhao’s father?
She looked at the middle-aged man with gray hair in the ice coffin. He actually didn't look like He Sizhao, but the cold and majestic temperament between his eyebrows seemed to be similar to him.
She looked at him and seemed to see the shadow of He Sizhao.
Su Mo moved quickly and quickly removed the catheter. He stood up and said softly, "Doctor, you can die now."
Lu Qianzhi looked up and was about to wrap the doctor in flames when she saw Jiang Chuyi stretch out her hand and the container containing the heart flew in front of her.
Just like crushing an ice coffin, she made a light squeeze, and under the pressure of a huge and invisible force, the container crackled and shattered, along with the heart inside.
Bright red blood mixed with green mucus slowly dripped onto the ground. At the same time, the doctor in mid-air twitched a few times, lowered his head, and became completely motionless.
The energy that was constantly repairing his tissues also completely dissipated. Jiang Chuyi withdrew the shadow hand that was controlling him, and he fell to the ground with a thud, like a puddle of mud.
"This man created all of this." Lu Qianzhi's eyes were filled with hatred and even more sadness. "Those who died at his hands, or because of him, will never come back."
The dark clouds dispersed, and the bright sunshine reappeared. Because of the destruction of the machines, the energy that affected the climate had disappeared. The sunlight was no longer as scorching as if it were scorching, and even shone on the ruins with the sound of a refreshing breeze.
But the sound of the wind was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Su Mo looked up and saw Ji Xia shouting something inside the protective shield. He looked at Jiang Chuyi hesitantly, "Xiaoyi, can you let them out?"
Jiang Chuyi moved woodenly and casually withdrew the protective shield.
Ji Xia shot in front of them like an arrow, asking questions one after another: "Is the doctor dead? Is the apocalypse over? ... Thank you, Miss Jiang, thank you... Where is Captain He?"
Su Mo explained to him what had happened in a low and quick voice. When Ji Xia heard that He Sizhao was gone, he was stunned, but he was the calmest one among all the people to accept it.
After all, he had already experienced He Shizhao's death once.
"Captain He is just like that. Even if it weren't for Miss Jiang and his father, even if it weren't for them, just for the sake of all living beings, if he thought sacrificing himself could save everyone, he would definitely do it." Ji Xia whispered, "He is a true hero, from his past life to this life."
Jiang Chuyi ignored him and just stared at Lu Qianzhi: "Where is the package? Take me to find it."
Lu Qianzhi paused. He looked at the main base, which had become a ruin, then at Jiang Chuyi's face, and said in silence, "...Okay."
The others also obviously noticed the problem and looked a little uneasy.
If He Shizhao's relics were destroyed along with the main base, no one could imagine what Jiang Chuyi would do.
Although she looks calm now, the things she does have nothing to do with calmness.
This is a volcano that may erupt at any time, and no one knows when the end will come.
However, even though they had witnessed the divine power brought by Jiang Chuyi and experienced her ability to control the life and death of all things with just a wave of her hand, these people who had known her from the beginning did not show the slightest fear or alienation, but only looked sad and distressed.
Jiang Chuyi was not so understanding, and she did not understand her current mentality, but others could tell at a glance that she was subconsciously avoiding news that she did not want to receive.
Because He Sizhao had no body and she had not seen it with her own eyes, she subconsciously did not want to believe that he was dead.
But she knew in her heart that he must be dead, so she did everything she had done before.
No one could guarantee what she would do when she truly believed that He Sizhao was dead, but they did not avoid or retreat, but just accompanied her towards the courtyard.
Walking through one ruin after another and passing by countless zombie corpses, everyone was shocked to find that He Shizhao's courtyard was still standing there intact. Among the ruins, it was the only surviving building besides the hospital.
In this situation, there is no explanation unless Jiang Chuyi deliberately protected it.
The group walked into the courtyard in silence.
Not only did this place not collapse, there wasn't even any dust inside, which shows Jiang Chuyi's dedication to protecting this place.
For a moment, the gazes cast on Jiang Chuyi became more complicated.
Could a heartless and ruthless god really be moved by humans? Reality has already given the answer, even if she herself may not be aware of it.
They came to He Sizhao's room and easily found the cupboard. Lu Qianzhi reached in and pulled out a soft military backpack.
Jiang Chuyi stopped halfway. She looked at the package and ordered, "Open it."
Lu Qianzhi opened the backpack as expected, and when he saw what was inside, he was suddenly startled.
Jiang Chuyi couldn't see what was inside from her angle. Seeing her expression, Su Mo quickly stepped forward and took out the things inside.
A beautiful white gauze skirt appeared in front of everyone.
The moment they saw the skirt, everyone except Ji Xia was stunned.
Jiang Chuyi stared at the familiar skirt, and countless memories came flooding back.
"If you like it very much, I can make you an identical one."
"Do it for me when we get back to that base?"
"I promise."
She thought he had forgotten about it because he was too busy.
While Jiang Chuyi was in a daze, the eyes of others also turned red after they learned the story of the skirt.
Only Ji Xia noticed that there was something else inside and reminded him, "We haven't taken all the items yet."
Lu Qianzhi immediately bent down to take it. He was stunned for a moment when he touched its texture, and then he took it out.
It was another white dress. Jiang Chuyi had never seen such a gorgeous white dress. Complex and beautiful gauze was piled on it layer by layer, but it did not look messy at all. The skirt was large and gorgeous, dotted with small rose patterns. You can imagine how much effort the person who made it spent.
Jiang Chuyi didn't recognize it, but others did. The moment the skirt was taken out, everyone couldn't help but want it.
"Why are you crying?" Jiang Chuyi asked blankly.
"Xiaoyi... this is a wedding dress." Wuyi sobbed, "I've seen the boss sewing a white dress several times. I thought he was making the one he owed you, but I didn't expect he was making... a wedding dress..."
"Wedding dress?" Jiang Chuyi repeated.
"Yes, a wedding dress." Su Mo's voice was gentle and full of moisture. "In the human world, if two people in love want to get married, they will prepare a wedding dress like this for the girl. Once a girl wears a wedding dress for a man, it means that she is willing to give her whole life to him."
"Captain He wants to propose to you."
Jiang Chuyi felt as if her throat was suddenly blocked by something, perhaps a ball of cotton, or perhaps something else that made it hard for her to breathe.
She looked away from the two skirts and looked around.
This is the room she shares with He Sizhao. He Sizhao is always overly worried about her and always has to keep her under his nose to feel at ease.
But he knew that Jiang Chuyi was not very active and would not open the cabinet to look even if it was right in the room, so he left the finished skirt here with confidence.
And that intricate wedding dress.
How many days and nights did it take him to make it?
With what mood did he hide them?
Jiang Chuyi originally thought that her favorite thing was white dresses, but now that she saw how beautiful they were, she didn't feel happy at all.
Her eyes were blank, and her mind was thinking of the romance novels she had read, where when the hero and heroine were sure they loved each other, they would enter the marriage hall.
By the way, there was a book that specifically mentioned wedding dresses. This was the first time she saw that a wedding dress was such a beautiful dress.
He Sizhao...want to marry her?
Strictly speaking, she is not human and does not have traditional human concepts. As for the word "marriage", she has only heard of it and seen it in novels, and does not really understand what it means.
She thought so and asked.
"What does marriage represent?"
"It means you love each other and can spend your lives together." Lian Riqing replied, "I've said before that a woman doesn't necessarily need a man, but if someone truly loves you, he will definitely want you to belong to him."
In the steamy bathroom.
"Why did you kiss me?"
"Because I like you."
On the rooftop where the wind was howling.
"I'm not afraid of you, I love you."
Jiang Chuyi took a step back.
She looked at the white dresses, but her mind was filled with He Sizhao's face.
There aren't any other gaps.
"He Sizhao, come back."
Jiang Chuyi said.
"I'm hungry."
The author has something to say:
This is a necessary step, otherwise Xiaoyi will never realize that she likes Captain He_(:з」∠)_
She finally admitted it implicitly.
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