Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love

"The last project, isn't there two?" Zhang Lie was surprised and expectant.

"How do you know there are two more?"

"I didn't know at first, but now I should have realized it. Aren't these seven deadly sins? Pride, envy, wrath, laziness, greed, gluttony and lust. Now there should be only two left: laziness and lust."

"... I'm not testing you, you already know the questions!" Hayward was a little discouraged.

Zhang Lie quickly comforted him: "Don't, the following project is the most important, don't miss it, I just want to challenge my weak spot."

"Tsk! This is the first time I don't want to continue the trial, why don't I stop it."

"Don't worry! I tell you, even if it's an illusion, even if you know the content, it's easier to get addicted." Things turned around again, Zhang Lie began to strongly demand to continue,

"I know it's fake, so it's easier to let go of myself, right? Knowing the content will make you more excited, right? So don't stop, right?"

"Look at my eyes." Hayward's face was full of disgust and contempt.

But in the end, the trial continued. After all, as Zhang Lie said, this is a weak spot, so it naturally can't be let go.

The door behind the palace slowly opened, and beauties walked out one by one, fully showing their charm.

Each has its own characteristics and temperament, cold, hot, cute, queen, pure, lively, etc., everything you can think of is available.

At the end, Hayward introduced: "In addition to what you can see, these people also have their respective identities, such as stars, princesses, queens, nurses, etc., which are all recorded on the cards on the table. You can check them."

Zhang Lie quickly picked them up and compared them one by one, but Zhang Lie didn't feel deeply about these identities. After all, he didn't know them. But then Hayward released another big move:

"You can relax your mind. I can use your spirit to create the people in your memory."

Zhang Lie immediately refused: "Then you can check my memory? This won't work."

"Don't worry, I can't do this." Hayward naturally understood what Zhang Lie was worried about, and immediately explained:

"Spirit and memory are the most mysterious places. I just use you as a medium to temporarily attach my ability to you. It is you who really creates illusions, not me."

At this moment, Zhang Lie's heart was moved. Although these beauties in front of him were very beautiful, had good figures, different temperaments, and different identities, he didn't know them, so there was no extra bonus for him.

But people he knew in his memory would naturally have different feelings. After struggling for a long time, desire finally prevailed.

"Come on, how to do it?"

"Recall the person's appearance, temperament, figure, etc. The more detailed the better."

Zhang Lie recalled decisively, and soon, a new illusion emerged. Hayward knew what was going on as soon as he saw it:

"It seems that you still don't believe me, let's get my men out and try."

Zhang Lie immediately relaxed his vigilance, because he has many identities. If Hayward really probed his memory, he would definitely not be as calm as he is now.

He immediately said: "Disperse her. It feels a bit awkward to be seen by acquaintances."

"Tsk, hypocritical." Although he said so, Hayward still removed the new illusion, "Let's start."

Zhang Lie closed his eyes and recalled some beautiful stars in the last world, from the early Hong Kong and Taiwan beauties to the later 85 flowers and the new generation. There are all kinds of them. He didn't miss any of them that he liked, of course, when he was young.

Originally very excited, but thinking about it, he suddenly recalled a person in his memory, that was the class next door in high school.

She has a small frame and a slender figure. She looks youthful and cute, with a slightly imperial feel, but also very pure.

Zhao Feiyan can dance on the palm of her hand as light as a swallow. At that time, I felt that Zhao Feiyan must be the same. A natural figure is not something that can be achieved by being thin. This is a real talent.

Although I was studying at that time, my feelings were also budding. Every time I stood in the corridor during the break and looked at her, I felt very satisfied. We never talked, so naturally we didn’t know each other.

After graduating from high school, I naturally never saw her again, but that figure was always imprinted in my mind until I started working.

"I thought I had forgotten it, but it turned out to be imprinted in the deepest part of my memory, Hayward, the last one."

The girl in the deep memory slowly emerged in front of me. Her clothes were still the same as in high school. She was still so beautiful and cute, and still so moving.

Perhaps because she was the white moonlight in my heart, even surrounded by these beautiful stars born in the past few decades, she was still so conspicuous and unique.

Zhang Lie walked up to it and looked at it blankly, reading it from top to bottom., wanting to engrave her deeply in his heart again.

The illusion didn't speak, or Hayward didn't know what to let her say, but silence was the best answer at this moment.

In the end, Zhang Lie hugged her tightly, without worrying about hurting the illusion, and wanted to hold her in his arms for the rest of his life.

Hayward looked at this scene, and naturally he wouldn't look at it stupidly. He manipulated the illusions to surround Zhang Lie and teased him in various ways.

Facing this scene, Zhang Lie's heart was extremely hot. The beauties around him were naturally those he had admired before, or had always admired.

At this moment, they were lingering around him, teasing him, and his heart was full of evil fire. He was holding love and surrounded by desire. The confrontation between the two made him feel tortured.

Zhang Lie looked around, looking at every beauty he had admired, and his arms used up all his strength until his arms trembled.

He looked at each person carefully for a while, feeling the other person's expression, words, movements, appearance, etc. After feeling all of this, he sighed:

"It's impossible. I've felt it now, experienced it, and watched it again. It's enough."

He looked at the person in his arms again. The other person stared at him with clear and confused eyes, as if to melt him. Zhang Lie said softly:

"You too, since it hasn't started, everything is over, let it all go, the memory is the most beautiful."

After saying that, Zhang Lie looked at the face in front of him and wanted to let go several times, but he seemed to have lost all his strength and couldn't let go.

Finally, he closed his eyes, turned around abruptly, leaned his back against her and them, and said tremblingly:

"Cancel the illusion."

Hayward heard the struggle in his voice and confirmed again: "Then I will disperse."

"Disperse...wait!" Zhang Lie raised his hand abruptly, "Let me...let me take another look, just one look."

Turning around, Zhang Lie looked at every person in the previous world, engraved them into his mind again, and finally said:

"Disperse, one by one, I want to watch."

Hayward said no more, canceled these illusions one by one, and Zhang Lie watched them disappear in front of him, and finally all disappeared.

Looking at the empty space in front of him, Zhang Lie felt that all the strength in his body slipped out of his body, and he suddenly collapsed on the ground.

Although he had come here a long time ago, his spirit had always stayed on the earth, in the place where he was born and grew up, in his hometown.

Until now, through these people, he made a real farewell, saying goodbye to both the past feelings and the previous world.