Pan Shu was still a little dazed when she returned to the system space.
She clicked on the task interface.
It showed the words "Mission Completed". She seldom watched mission replays, but this time, she stared at the button for a long while, then slowly pressed it.
The screen fast-forwards.
Until the time she died.
In the tower, a tall, thin young man frantically hugged the woman and cried desperately, "Sister... Sister... Don't abandon Xie Chen, you can't leave Xie Chen... Sister, please wake up and come to see Xie Chen, okay?"
The woman was beautiful, quiet, and lifeless.
Wen Yao knelt on the ground in vain, lying in front of Pan Shu, gritting his teeth and whispering, "It will happen again, right... It must be like this... It was like this in my previous life. As long as I... I commit suicide, it will happen again..."
He speaks without thinking.
His eye sockets were ferocious and blood-red.
"Shushu..." Shang Ting stared at Panshu in a daze, his heart aching slightly. Finally, he suddenly spat out a large mouthful of scarlet blood, and suddenly fainted the next second.
Only Fu Cen.
He had a blank expression from beginning to end.
He slowly raised his eyes to look at the dazzling sun, "When will we meet again next time..."
"Shushu, goodbye."
It’s a pity that his voice is too soft.
It was so soft that even the wind couldn't hear his pronunciation.
…
Xie Chen held Pan Shu's cold body in his arms and refused to let go.
The other three men did not fight with him.
Because they all know.
Panshu likes Xie Chen the most.
They didn't want to upset her.
After the zombie virus was completely eliminated, the superiors were very happy and wanted to give Fu Cen and the other four the highest honor.
But I never thought that I would almost lose my life on this trip.
"This...this can't be blamed on me...Miss Ban is very understanding and righteous. I also feel deeply guilty, but looking back at history, maintaining a turbulent civilization requires sacrifice..."
Wen Yao coldly pointed the gun at the old man's forehead.
The dozen or so guards who were protecting the old man surrounded Wen Yao in an instant.
"That shouldn't be her." Wen Yao suppressed his almost crazy emotions, "Even if anyone in this world dies, that person shouldn't be her."
The old man was stunned, "You..."
Later, Wen Yao disappeared.
No one can find him.
But Panshu saw it very clearly.
The man returned to the golden cage that had imprisoned her in her previous life. Scarlet, sticky blood flowed all over the ground. He smiled slightly, his eyes looking into the void, "Shushu, wait for me to find you."
This time.
Meet in the snow.
He would kill all the men in advance.
Then, take her away.
The so-called end of the world and the so-called human civilization have nothing to do with him.
If he had known earlier that he would have to pay such a terrible price to save the so-called humanity, he should have destroyed this civilization from the beginning.
He has already gone mad.
At the beginning of losing her again.
He was wrong.
His consciousness gradually faded, and Wen Yao suddenly remembered what Ban Shu said in the tower, "Wen... Wen Yao, I know you hate me and blame me, but I... but I once really liked you..."
She liked him.
That's great.
An expression of pain and pleasure slowly emerged on Wen Yao's face.
He died where she had died.
In the same way she had committed suicide.
To feel the pain she had experienced.
——He returned to the past. That snowy day, that asphalt road.
The end of the world, full of ruins.
The air was filled with the smell of blood.
But for Wen Yao, this is heaven.
Wen Yao was in disbelief at first, but then he subconsciously revealed a perfect and gentle smile. He turned to Ye Jun who was driving and said, "Go that way."
Ye Jun said hesitantly, "If we take a detour over there and don't go through the base, there might be zombies..."
"Just leave if you're told to."
Wen Yao interrupted him.
He had a slight smile on his face and the car was driving slowly.
Slowly, they reached the end of the asphalt road. The man's smile faltered and turned ugly. "Go back."
The heavy snow laid a thick layer on the asphalt road.
It seems like nothing has changed.
But the only one missing was the thirteen-year-old girl who looked up with her dirty little face and begged him to save Xie Chen.
Wen Yao was despairing and devastated. He had no other options.
Committing suicide again and again.
He was completely crazy.
The dark blue system screen was reflected in the girl's beautiful eyes. She moved her white fingertips and the picture returned to Shang Ting.
Shang Ting is sensitive and suspicious.
He had suspected something since what Wen Yao said that day.
He guessed that maybe Pan Shu was not dead...
So he forced himself to separate himself from the pain and began to concentrate on studying some kind of time-traveling machine.
"Dr. Shang, the machine will be ready for use next year."
"Um."
The man was emaciated, looked listless and lifeless.
Only the delicate and handsome eyebrows and eyes remain the same as before.
Everyone in the entire research institute knew that Shang Ting loved his lover deeply, who died on the eve of the end of the world.
Back in time. How sweet and tempting it sounds.
But how is that possible?
Shang Ting died in the bitter cold winter when he was thirty years old.
This was the first time he used this time-travel machine that had cost him all his effort.
Please select the time point you want to go to.
The sound of a rigid machine echoed in the white cabin.
The man held out his pale hand.
The transparent lens reflected a cold, dim light. His red lips moved, his eyebrows and eyes were gorgeous and ostentatious. "Nine years of the apocalypse."
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