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Part-94 of the main report

I always listen to very well-known voices, but I can not say what they say. 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.

It’s your voice. CanSheng

My first thought is the fact: Oh, I will not die.

I feel that he sits down, I think that is the sun. It is soft and hot because it is used, but the original heart rate is not. I and he, he and I, as we become.

Dying means I can not escape. This means that I have to deal with it. But my eyelids are very heavy, my members are overly painful. That’s why I tell you that it’s important to look around every second. However, I have heard the stimulus of something unexpected.

He says I want him to give this life.

In fact, it’s really fun. Give him? Everyone in my life at that moment is already there. The only remaining is its radius that is different from the others. It’s not quite bright, but it is the strongest color in my life.

What are you talking about as gifts? The only answer is his sympathy and my pain. In fact, he taught me the moment I fell asleep, although I was awake. It’s life.

I never came to a person who can prevent something or who can not give something.

Although I am already suffering, I have already stopped what I did not change. Since I can not change it, I will replace it …

Even if he can not save me.

When I open my eyes, the world is a red lava. I’m not awake yet. I stopped my eyes and saw a man with red eyes in my blood. Every life seems to have ended.

Silky shiny black hair, beautiful face and animal eye, which I pay …

He is a bit childish, but at the same time he has intense retention.

“YunSheng? YunSheng!”

The first sentence is a question and the last one is a positive sentence. His voice is clear and sounds like a great stone that falls in this silence in the water, causing spells in my heart.

I’m afraid of the smile, laughing at the fact that I can not connect with a little smile.

Just as I stopped laughing, I covered myself. I heard a whispered voice next to a neck pod. “You woke up.

My body has no power. I want to pick him up.

I’m not surprised to see my own hand chain as well. I could not get to know more about his personality, so I will not demand that he let me go. If this is what he is trying to do, please do the following:

I just quietly replied to him: “Yes, I woke up.

“YunSheng …” He is not satisfied.

“I’m here,” I answer, because I do not have the energy to discuss with him.

“I think … I think you’ll die again.”

“My life is quite tough, right?”

“I believe that I really do not want to join you.

I’m sorry and think of myself, was not it afraid to die? I can not help but I can not tell you more guilty story: “If you are afraid to die, you must fight with me soon.

“I know …”

I will not be prepared to answer him, but in fact he did it. I think he probably escaped from it. I asked, “What are you doing if you died?”

“I will freeze your corpse, so that I may see you.

As he talked about his dwelling, his condition is silent. 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.

I could imagine this answer, but my body would not shake even if I helped you. “If so, then I will have to fear from death.

His hand keeps innocent peace and compassion. He says: “Do not die before I do.”

For a long time, my body begins to recover some strength. I lifted my hand to accept the chain rings with him, but I did not feel uncomfortable for one person. I say: “I will give you this body, the future will depend on your skills.

These words react directly to what I said when I say I’m falling asleep.

As soon as I finished the conversation, his body almost waved before the piano was pulled up: “When did you get up?

I answered.

Silence continues before getting into silly phrases.

“Yes, I destroyed you …”

I’m laughing, “I know.

However, I no longer have any expectations. From here I have no unrealistic hope and disappointment.

Say some pain: you CanSheng, Chou Xiao Zi, I saw through you.

But when I look at him, I can not do anything. He and my relationship are already completely out of love. If I really need to describe it, instead of enthusiasts, I think parasites are more precise.

Throughout the process there were only tensions and powerless villages …

After all, he and I just in the same way as I live in the sun’s sunshine …

I asked, “How long have I been asleep?

He says “almost two days”.

I’m going deeply. My body is still weak and weak. I see, there is still grass and flowers. I lost consciousness for only two days, but my whole life seems to have ended, and my heart’s pain is no more than I accept in this life.

At the same place, I remember, at the same time, before I drove my baby last night. Manny continued her butterfly, Ye Kang Shen stood behind me and saw an event with me. We looked at him carefully and saw the Pope’s attempt to fly a long time …

Before I stopped watching my eyes, I felt blurred with tears.

As I met with CanSheng, I seemed to cry very often. As a girl, tears shouted, but eventually he did not remove.

The wild roses begin to bloom, but I do not see this energetic and stupid golden terrier.

I said, “Where are peanuts?”

CanSheng says: “He plays with XiYan.”

I’m laughing, “he said, if he does not control the butterfly again?

CanSheng grabbed my hand and his nails always trust the screws on my arm. He said to me, “It’s tired.”

What is tired? ”

He answers: “The butterfly is tired.

How tired butterflies could escape from acute strawberries?

“I made the peanut … was that day?

“He did it …”

I will suddenly stop. “What happened to the butterfly? 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.

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Main Story Part 94

I faintly hear an extremely familiar voice, but I can’t make out what they’re saying.

It’s Ye CanSheng’s voice.

My first thought is actually: Oh, so I didn’t die.

I can only feel him hugging me beneath what I think is the sunshine. It’s soft and warm like how it used to be, yet it’s missing its original heartbeat. Me and him, him and I, this is how we’ll be.

Not dying means I can’t escape. It means I must face it. However, my eyelids are very heavy and my limbs are unusually sore. So I tell myself that every second I laze around counts. Yet, I unexpectedly hear something outrageous.

He says he wants me to give him this lifetime.

It’s actually quite funny. Give him? Every person in my life this time round has already left. The only thing left remaining is his radiance, one different from others. Even though it’s not bright enough, it’s the most intensely coloured part in my life.

What is there to say about giving or not? The only answer is his compulsion, and my pain. In reality, I had already told myself the moment I fell asleep that even if I wake up, it’s still life.

I’ve never been someone who haggles over every nitty gritty thing, or someone who can’t give up anything.

I’ve already given up on the things I still can’t change despite having already suffered and endured for so long. I can’t change him, so let me change for him instead….

Even if he can’t save me.

When I open my eyes, the world is a wash of scarlet. I still haven’t fully woken up yet. I squint my eyes and see a figure in my blood red vision. It feels like a lifetime has passed.

Black hair as dazzling as silk, an exquisite face, and the eyes of a beast that are fixated on me…

He’s a bit childish yet at the same time carries intense possessiveness.

“YunSheng? YunSheng!”

The first sentence a question, the latter an affirmative statement. His voice is clear and brisk, it sounds like a large rock falling into water in this silence, causing waves of ripples in my mind.

I slightly smile, laughing at his inability to retain composure, and for scaring me the moment I wake up.

It’s just that as soon as I finish smiling, I am then pinned in his embrace. I softly hear his whispers next to the crook of my neck, “You’ve woken up.”

There’s no strength in my body. I had wanted to hug him back.

I don’t get too surprised after seeing the chains on my wrists. I couldn’t be more familiar with his character, that’s why I don’t ask for him to let me go. If this is what he wants to do then so be it.

I merely softly reply to him, “Yeah, I’m awake.”

“YunSheng…” he’s unsettled.

“I’m here.” I don’t have the energy left to argue with him so I respond.

“I… thought you were going to die back then.”

“My life is pretty tenacious, huh?”

“I discovered that I’m actually very unwilling to part with you.”

I sigh and think to myself, weren’t you the one who wasn’t even afraid if I died? I can’t help but speak with a more blameful tone, “If you’re afraid of me dying, then you should’ve treated me well earlier.”

“I know…”

I didn’t think he would answer back, but in reality he did, and very quickly too. I think to myself that he’s probably taken quite the blow this time round. I ask, “If I died, what would you do?”

“I would freeze your corpse. It’s fine as long as I can see you.”

His tone is calm, as if he’s merely talking about domestic trivialities.

I could imagine this answer, yet my body still can’t help but tremble, “If that’s the case then it’ll be my turn to fear death.”

His hand keeps stroking my frail back with unlimited gentleness and affection. He says, “Then don’t die before I do.”

After talking for a long time, my body starts to regain some strength. I lift my hands to hug him and the chain rattles, though for once I don’t feel disgust. I say, “I’m giving you this body. The future will now depend upon your skills.”

These words respond directly to what he said when I was pretending to be asleep.

As soon as I finish speaking, his body almost slightly trembles before he regains composure and asks, “YunSheng, when did you wake up?”

I reply, “Not too long ago, I woke up just then.”

Silence follows before he breaks the tranquill by saying a ridiculous sentence.

“YunSheng, I destroyed you…”

I laugh, “I know.”

But I won’t harbour anymore hopes. From here on I won’t have any unreasonable expectations nor disappointments.

To say something hurtful: Ye CanSheng, Chou XiaoZi, I’ve seen through you.

But even if I’ve seen through him I still can’t do anything. My relationship with him has already completely exceeded love. If I really have to describe it then instead of lovers, I think parasitism is more precise.

Because throughout the entire process, only suffocating tenseness, and helpless compromises existed…

In the end, him and I merely take on the same manner as we live beneath this setting sun…

I ask, “How long have I been asleep for?”

He says, “Almost two days.”

I take in a deep breath. My body is still weak and limp. I gaze outside, the grass and flowers are still there. I’ve only been unconscious for two days, yet it feels like a lifetime has passed, and the pain in my mind is nothing more than what I should have to bear with in this life.

The same location, at the same time, I remember back to that evening before he ripped my achilles. Peanut was chasing after his butterfly outside, while Ye CanSheng stood behind me and watched the scene together with me. We watched him miss time after time and we watched the butterfly attempt to fly high time after time…

It’s just that before I could finish watching my eyes had been blurred by tears.

Ever since I met Ye CanSheng, I seem to cry very often. Like a girl, I cried lowly tears, yet in the end it didn’t bring back his sanity.

The wild roses are beginning to bloom, but I don’t see that energetic, dumb golden terrier.

I ask, “Where’s Peanut?”

CanSheng says, “He’s playing outside with XiYan.”

I laugh, “He’s not chasing after butterflies again is he?”

CanSheng grabs my hand and his nails fidget with the shackles on my wrist every now and then. He tells me, “It became weary.”

I question, “Who became weary?”

He replies, “The butterfly became weary.”

How could a weary butterfly escape from sharp paws?

Not giving up hope I ask, “Did Peanut… catch up to it that day?”

“He did…”

I pause for a second, “What happened to the butterfly?”

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