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The main story is part 90

His words sounded like a rabbit, which broke the cold stone with a sound that was reverted into the space of the sky. At that moment he exclaimed. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version. If you have any questions about this, maybe you should read the FAQ.

Tears came into my eyes and caused another bitter wave. I shine at the corner of my eyes in the drink and warm bitter liquid …

It is clear to these eyes.

I struggled with great difficulties with my hands, touching his face, leaving a red sign behind the injured hand.

“You grew, but you still wept.”

Then I think myself. I am very old, but I do not know how often he cried to me.

He catches my bloody hand. The red hollow is bright and bright. My eyelids begin to experience a flaw that can not be controlled. The world begins to slow down slowly. The only sound that I have heard is his whisper, as he constantly rubs his eyebrows. But the aquatic pearl is constantly falling on my face. He repeats it again and again: please do not die …

Do not leave me …

“CanSheng … I’m tired …” My voice is as calm as I speak and I can not hear myself clearly.

“You, I will ask you.”

Ignore all the wounds of my hand, he firmly catches it. It just does it as if he and I caught my hand, he really understands the life that I do not think that I and I can last for a long time.

Does he also understand that I can not last long?

I try to be a bit more comfortable, but I could not feel the lower body.

Oh …

I forgot the EU. My legs have gone …

I’m tired, I’m very tired.

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At that moment, my hand gradually dropped the head of the jar before falling on the blanket under my thief. His alarm signal will be my last memory.

I’m really tired, so far I am limited. Please let me sleep for a while, just a little …

Sometimes the time flies very quickly. This is because you have the purpose and the time will be faster when you get the story back. But when I do not know when I reach my goal, I’m opposed to the previous scenario instead. And it becomes my most painful and sad existence. The moon I was living seemed to be covered along the road, but it repeats again. Repeat without meaning.

It was a fight with pain, but I hope I’m a player.

I can say that I use all the power and wisdom.

I can not control my mind.

Every time I finally think of the chance to lose my feet tomorrow or even tonight. Every day I stubbornly stand in the same place. I see and think about the past, but I can not see the future …

So today this is over. He turns me into the devil and pulled me because I’m ready to happen.

Therefore, we maintain a complete shutdown today. Perhaps there is a new content in the future, it may end up.

Second, I close my eyes and I do not think I’ll come back or get up. I am very tired, or I really do not have an option …

When I close my eyes, my heart is peaceful.

If I could open my eyes again, I’ll take away everything and forgive all your ways. If I can not open my eyes again, I must remember.

I do not want to see you in my next life.

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Main Story Part 90

His words drop like raindrops smashing into a cold pond, with the sound echoing in the empty room. At that very moment, he cries.

Tears enter my eyes, triggering another wave of bitterness. I blink in a reflex action and the warm, bitter liquid rolls down the corner of my eyes…

Shakingly, the agony and despair in those eyes can be seen upon one glance.

I reach out with my hands in great difficulty and touch his face, my wounded hand leaving a few red marks behind.

“You’re already a grown up and yet you’re still crying.”

I then think about myself. I’m already so old and yet I don’t know how many times he’s made me cry.

He grabs ahold my bleeding hand. The red hue is blindingly bright. My eyelids start to droop uncontrollably. The world slowly begins to distort and the only thing I can hear is his whispering as he anxiously rubs against my forehead whilst beads of water constantly fall on my face. He repeats himself over and over again: Don’t die, don’t…

Don’t leave me…

“CanSheng… I’m… tired….” My voice is so soft as I speak, even I can’t hear myself clearly.

“Don’t sleep, I’m begging you.”

Completely ignoring the wound on my hand, he tightly grips onto it. It’s like as though if he grasps my hand then he can truly grasp onto me and the life I honestly don’t think I can hold out for any longer.

Or is it because he also understands that I can’t hold out much longer?

I try to slightly get into a more comfortable position but I discover I can’t feel the lower half of my body.

Ah…

I forgot. My legs are gone…

So tired, I’m really just so tired.

“Let me… sleep…”

At that moment, my hand gradually slips out of Ye CanSheng’s grasp before falling onto the blankets beneath me with a thud. His cry out in alarm becomes my last memory.

I’m really too tired, holding out until now is already my limit. Let me sleep for a while, just for a bit…

Sometimes time flies by really fast. That’s because you have a goal, and time goes by quicker as you countdown to the day you achieve it. However, I don’t know when my goal will be achieved and instead becomes the polar opposite of the previous scenario. It then turns into my most painful and sorrowful existence. Those months I lived through seemed like they stagnated halfway, repeating itself over and over again. A meaningless repetition.

There was pain and struggles, yet I carried hope like a gambler.

It could be said that I exerted all my strength and wisdom.

My mind tenses uncontrollably.

Everytime I end up thinking about the possibility of losing my feet tomorrow, or maybe even tonight. Every day I stubbornly pose in the same position as I look outside and think about the past, all while being unable to see the future…

So this day does arrive in the end. He morphs into a devil and pulls me down because I’m willing for it to happen.

That’s why today has welcomed a full stop. Perhaps there is new content in the future, or maybe this is the end.

The split second I close my eyes, I don’t think about whether I will or can wake up again. Or maybe I actually don’t have a choice at all because I’m truly too tired…

The moment I close my eyes, my heart is at peace.

If I can open my eyes again then I will discard everything and let you have everything your way. If I can’t open my eyes again, then you have to remember.

I don’t want to see you in my next life.

CanSheng…

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