Apocalyptic Forecast

"You are so stupid and stupid. You always like to be smart. It would be nice if your mother can take care of you for the rest of your life..."

In the past, my mother said this many times.

But actually, Maki knew that what she wanted to say was not the last word.

What she wants to say is... if you can have a normal life.

Laugh and shed tears like normal people, walking under the blue sky, don’t be afraid of catching a cold after being in the rain, and don’t worry about falling down when running.

Live a life of drifting with the crowd, study, work, get married, have children, retire, and provide for the elderly like everyone else, and finally die peacefully or uncomfortably on the sickbed.

Live a healthy life.

It is a pity that such a life is destined to miss her. From the moment she was born, the world has gradually changed completely.

When this excessive physical fitness developed from a young age to the time that running would cause her skin to crack, she already knew what destiny would be waiting for her in the future.

She must make a choice.

Make more choices than normal people...

The more embarrassing life is, the more choices you have to make, the poorer you are, the more difficult it is to choose-because it is not the so-called choice of two, but to give up one of the two.

Giving up the three-hundred-dollar curry pork chop, I chose cheap udon. Abandoning track and field that would damage the body, she chose a temporarily stable physical state and life. Abandoning the dream of an unreachable big city, choose to be a soil bun. Give up the beautiful fantasy, choose down-to-earth work and study tuition.

Finally, I gave up the peaceful life in Daoquan Township and chose a ray of hope...

The more you get, the more you give up.

She chose to live with nothing, a life like weeds.

But I hope from the bottom of my heart...Perhaps, one day I can be lonely and strong like Miss Paper, without giving up anything.

But when the naive fantasies are torn apart, what is ushered in is the final giving up, the final decision.

Before the consciousness can react, the body has already reacted first.

It's like everyone has said all the time-maybe idiots live by instinct, right?

Before pulling the trigger, Maki remained indifferent like a machine.

Because there was an invisible sharp blade that cut himself apart.

Half of them indifferently and calmly used every condition that was beneficial to them, using black cards and weapons. This is not a momentary impulse and panic out of control, but a clear recognition of the results and possibilities that will occur.

Calmly as if doing a math problem.

In order to comply with the agreement, I gave up running away; in order to protect Miss Huaizhi, I gave up the immediate rescue; in order to save more innocent people, I gave up the former favor; in order to stop all this...

At that moment, she came to the final conclusion-Uncle Jiaoshan must be killed.

So Maki pulled the trigger.

Only less than one-third of him, in the darkness that is hard to illuminate, weep silently.

Give up all the extravagant hopes and fantasies, those happy future and unrealistic dreams.

This is her last choice.

When the crisp auditory hallucinations sounded in my ears, a fortune worth 10 million dollars came.

The fierce light of judgment whistled and gushed out. Along with sheer destruction, there was a recoil comparable to that of a tank's main gun, and silent death.

A beam of light with the thickness of the thumb spanned a short distance, and accurately penetrated Jiaoshan's stunned face, tearing the soul, breaking out of the body, and whizzing away with enough heat to evaporate the source substance.

The red-hot iron needle traced a burnt and dried-up trajectory on the oil painting called the world, piercing the long distance unreasonably, tearing his freely fetal membrane, and disappearing at the end of the field of vision.

Immediately afterwards, a long silence came.

Maki panted violently, and the arm holding Lord of the Flies trembled slightly, and his sleeves had already evaporated under the raging heat. What is incredible is that the arms and bones are intact.

Only the mouth of the tiger holding the gun cracked and gave a small trace. It was an out-of-control muscle that tore the skin, which caused a small amount of damage.

The miracle came abruptly and left quietly.

Jiaoshan stared at the girl in front of him in amazement, as if he hadn't realized what had happened. Just subconsciously, one step forward, staggering, another step...

With a huge crack and blood hole on his forehead.

His lips opened and closed silently, as if to say something, but could not make a sound.

His eyes widened hard, trying to find the trace of the girl in front of him from the rapidly dark world.

In the end, the numb body fell forward, groping awkwardly, and finally touched the shape of the cheek, as if a drowned person wanted to grab a line of straw, so hard.

Tough, smile.

What do you want to say...

But at that moment, his movements were frozen, and there was no more sound.

Maki lowered her head dullly, and noticed that the palm of her hand touching her cheek was slowly slipping, with traces of blood, and the calm face that had never had any resentment until she died.

In this way, her body fell to the ground a little bit, losing all her strength.

Can't feel any emotions.

In this brief silence, she stared at the hollow eyes that gradually lost their luster for a long time, trying hard to recognize what he wanted to say last.

But everything has gone with death.

No trace.

Only the blood is getting cold a little bit.

This is the result of her choice, what she has given up.

When Maki looked up again, she saw Miss Huaizhi who stood beside her at some unknown time, as well as her compassionate and silent eyes.

She tried to laugh, but in the end she could only squeeze out an empty expression.

"Miss Huaizhi...Why are there so many cruel things in the world?

In silence, Huai Shi could not avoid such lonely eyes, and replied: "Probably, this world is like this."

The world is never gentle.

There is only one human life, but there are more precious things than life. There are too many things to get, and too many things to give up...

It has always been like this, never changed.

"Is this the same for Miss Huaizhi?" Maki asked with a trembling voice.

"Yes."

Huai Shi nodded and said calmly: "It is always necessary to give up. It is always painful and also feels sad. I don't know what to do."

"Then why... why continue."

Zhenxi choked and couldn't understand: "Why do you still have to live such a painful life? Why do you have to make a choice!"

"Probably, for something more important?"

Huaishi knelt down, stared into her eyes, and solemnly told her: "Maki, people don't live for pain, and we don't make choices just to give up.

Although it will be sad to abandon something, if you don't make any choices, you can't grow up and you won't have a future. "

Sometimes, you will make a choice.

Give up something, and then get something. Maybe there will be no good results in the end, but if you don't make a choice, there will be nothing.

People who stay where they are will not understand this sadness.

He stretched out his hand, hugged the girl in front of him, and softly comforted: "Everyone’s reasons are always different. Maybe you think I’m just saying something big, but one day, you will understand and have your own. answer."

"Miss Huaizhi, I...I...I just..."

She was holding Huai Shi's hand, shaking like she was grasping the straw.

Obviously there is a lot to say, but my throat is choking.

Completely, speechless.

Only tears flowed down without restraint.

From the beginning of sobbing to uncontrollable embarrassed crying and coughing, hoarsely shouting words that he could not understand, the pain surging under the iceberg suddenly appeared like a tide, and it was difficult to restrain himself.

At the moment when she finally gave up to escape, she finally realized the huge pain caused by constant abandonment.

There is also the realization that pain brings-

The so-called herself.

The phantom light illuminates Huai Shi's eyes.

From Maki's body, the slowly forming soul glowed with a faint light, and the nature was sublimated.

Huai Shi froze in place, unbelievable.

Turns out to be... sublimation?

He never dreamed that he was fortunate enough to see other people's sublimation scenes in his life-this is when the first spark is ignited, the consciousness is detached from the sea of ​​silver, creating a strange scene of the soul.

In an instant, the brilliant and lonely light flashed away, completed the transformation, and returned to introversion.

From then on, everything is completely different.

In the gloom, the crying girl finally fell asleep.

"It turned out to be sublimation? It's really a Liangcai Meiyu. I didn't expect that there is a second Liangcai who is comparable to the quiet kid... No, it should be said that this is the change you brought."

Behind Huai Shi~www.wuxiaspot.com~ there was a deep voice saying with emotion: "Miss Huaizhi, you are the creator of this miracle."

Huai Shi turned around abruptly in horror, frowning.

I don't know when, another figure appeared beside him.

He was a middle-aged man he had never seen before, but he seemed to have known each other, his face was handsome and majestic, his eyes were pitch black, there was nothing white, and he carried an indescribable evil intention and madness.

Just being watched, you can feel a strong threat and anxiety.

But it is this feeling that makes Huai Shi extremely unbelievable.

"Are you... Guo Shouque?"

"Did you see it?"

The middle-aged man grinned slightly, with the same joking meaning as always: "The old man also said that he would give you a surprise... The reaction was so quick."

Huaishi subconsciously pressed the Lord of the Flies beside Maki.

"Don't rush to do it."

Guo Shouque waved his hand kindly, and took a step back slightly: "Don't worry, although I am a bit malicious, I will not indulge or attack you, nor will I attack you."

As he said, he lifted the steaming jar in his hand and smiled triumphantly: "I just made a good pot of soup, and the old man is rejuvenated... It's a pity that no one shared it. Would you like to have some?"

The scent is tangy, the sweet and rich fresh and tender scent lingers on the tip of the nose, smelling it from a long distance, it makes the index finger move.あ奇奇 Novels 蛧ヤ~7~1~7~(ωωω).qq7(1)

Undoubtedly, it is a rare cooking demon cooking, a rare boutique.

It might be an excellent tonic to restore an old monster close to 200 years old to the state of middle age.あ奇奇 Novels 蛧ヤ~7~1~7~(ωωω).qq7(1)

But this guy would be so kind?