Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【372 Prophecy at that time】

Zhizhi thought about it and ate in silence, starting to blame herself in her heart——

So now, if I want to find Diderot through him, does it count as taking advantage?

Suddenly, Miss Song hated herself a little, because of Nangong Mo.

"Zhizhi, I'm fine." The spring breeze-like laughter rang in her ears, and Nangong Mo seemed to have seen through her, "Everyone is destined to have their own destination. There are some things that you don't have to worry about the results, as long as they happened."

Zhizhi tightened her right hand and turned to look at him. He had that faint smile on his face again, fearing that she would be sad.

With a long sigh, she said: "If I had known that there would be no result, why would it happen again? If you had predicted your and my ending earlier, we would not be in this situation today."

"If I had known it..." He pondered for a moment and murmured in a low voice, "Yes, if I had known it..."

He pretended to be strong, but still looked extremely lonely, which made her lose all her appetite for a while, and also made her frown and become suspicious: "Nangong Mo, did you... know something a long time ago?"

With that kind of ability, having been together so many times, and being used to predicting things, how could he let himself know nothing?

Seeing her questioning, Nangong Mo did not avoid her questions and eyes.

His fiery red eyes like glass fell on her face, and he stared at her face quietly for a long time before finally opening his thin lips and asking: "You know, do you know why I was in the Doug Research Institute at that time?"

Didn't even say goodbye, left without saying a word?"

Youthful memories emerged in an instant - Zhizhi remembered that when he stepped on a line of lonely footprints around the tree, he couldn't help but ask: "Why?"

"At that time, my eyesight ability was not yet mature, and I could only make simple and short-term text predictions. When I touched you for the first time," he paused for a moment, his eyes showing light and dark colors, "for the first time in my mind,

A prophetic picture appeared."

Zhizhi had never heard him mention such a thing before, "What was the prophecy that appeared in the picture at that time?"

"There is a pair of eyes looking at me. They are beautiful eyes. Although I can't see the face, I know they are you." His eyes turned gray. "And I should die in the sea in front of you."

Zhi Zhi's heart shrank, and the chopsticks couldn't help but slip from the fingertips...

With a bang, it fell to the ground. After bouncing to the ground, the room became silent.

No one said anything, the two looked at each other.

What he meant was that she would stand by and watch him die, or she would do it herself...

Do you know why Dougie still insists on staying with her after she was revealed to be the girl he met and met in Peru?

His predictions have always been accurate, not to mention zero error, but also 90% accurate.

Her heart pounding, she looked at Nangong Mo, her brows furrowed more and more, and she understood something in her heart, "You actually knew that I was coming to London Rose Garden to find you today, so you deliberately withdrew all the MZ troops, right?

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"After understanding your identity, whether in Venice or later in the Rose Garden, I have been thinking and wondering why it ended like that? Later, when I retrieved my past memories, the mystery slowly began

I figured it out." Nangong Mo lowered his head, his voice so low that it seemed as if he could no longer hear it, "I regard today as my... death day."

"I'm not here to kill you!" Zhizhi suddenly became angry and said angrily, "Nangong Mo, how long are you going to blame yourself for!"

He was hunched over, decadent, and silent.

Snap!

Zhizhi put his hand in front of him, "The ending will change with the passage of time! Why don't you come and see if you will die in my hands today?"

Nangong Mo was stunned, looking at the hand she stretched out in front of him, shaking his head, "Prophecy, I don't want to believe it anymore."

Zhizhi glared at him, "Then don't say anything unlucky like today is the day to die!"

"Why is it unlucky to die in your hands?" He did not mourn, but said more seriously, "In this world, I am the only one who will die in your hands. I will not regret it."

Zhizhi looked at him with wide eyes, wanting to say something, but couldn't.

His eyes, as deep as blood lotuses, stared at her, swallowing every inch of her, as if he wanted to strip her away from her, and the rich affection almost made her unable to breathe...

The turbulent feeling of guilt still rising in her heart was like the vast waves, burying her deeply.

How could she treat someone like this who was so devoted to her... I'm sorry to Nangong Mo...

It shouldn't be like this, their ending, the ending with Nangong Jue... shouldn't be like this...

Zhizhi grabbed his hand and hesitated, "Nangong Mo, I..."

"oops!"

Shitou, who had been silent all this time, suddenly interrupted the two of them with a cry. The carved teapot in his hand fell down in confusion, and hot water poured down from Nangong Mo's side——

Nangong Mo reacted quickly. When the hot water was about to burn his legs, he stood up quickly and righted the fallen teapot.

Zhizhi came out of his trance and didn't know what he was thinking about just now. He lowered his head and looked at the puddle of water on the ground and was in a daze for a while.

Nangong Mo's expression turned normal, and he turned to Shitou and asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Are you burned?"

Shitou apologized: "I'm sorry to disturb the conversation between you two. My hands were slippery for a moment. Second Young Master, please don't remember children's faults."

"It doesn't matter." Nangong Mo shook his head slightly, looking indulgent at Xiao Shitou's prank, "I've talked too much, the dishes are almost cold, let's eat."

Shitou's little face was still bright and cheerful, with a lively and cute smile, "The second young master is so magnanimous, so I won't be polite."

Anyone with eyesight can see that this is intentional.

Zhizhi wanted to apologize on behalf of her son, but she saw Nangong Mo's thin lips moving and opening a kind smile, indicating that the matter was over, "Eat quickly, Zhizhi."

"Nangong Mo, Shitou just now..." sighed, "I'm sorry..."

"I'm really sorry. After dinner, you will accompany me to my collection room to take a look at it, as compensation."

"Collection room?"

"Well, I usually like to collect. I believe you will find something unexpected in it."

Zhizhi nodded without paying attention.

Looking at Xiao Shitou again, she was munching on a chicken leg with a nonchalant look on her face, but her face turned completely black immediately.

Ah, son, can you stay out of this situation any longer?

(Thank you dear 1005898661 for the silent gold medal ^_^)