boyutpedia Chapter 304 Your Story
Chapter 304 Your Story
glory?
At least everyone in the special class didn't think so, but they couldn't die, their lives were worthless, and some people heard God's conversation with their own ears.
[We pushed them so hard, what if they collapsed? They looked exhausted.]
[So what? There are too many little bugs in the entire universe to count. If they collapse, just replace them with a new batch. I still didn’t get enough this time. I’ll get more next time.]
[Tsk, maybe these people are just too bad. After being reborn for so long, I finally got this result. Maybe I can meet someone more interesting next time.]
When they gave up, all they got was the destruction of hope and everything turned to ashes. With no hope in sight, they could only move on in confusion.
At this time, a traitor appeared. She was the craziest person in the special class.
She loves every flower and tree in the world. She can get up at five o'clock to watch the sunrise on the cold beach, and stay up all night to watch the stars on the grassland. If she is in a bad mood, she can go boxing all day without feeling tired. When she is happy, she can hold a guitar and sing songs in front of the campfire all day.
She is the glue of the class. Everyone has people they have good or bad relationships with, but she is different. She likes everyone.
If there is a relationship table that uses arrows to indicate directions, some people’s arrows are marked as friends, some are marked as dislikes, and some are marked as besties...but she is different, she likes them all.
The class monitor once called her a social talent. She didn't understand psychology, but she would subconsciously develop a favorite style for the other person.
This time was no exception. This traitor didn't seem to care at all about how excessive the things God had done to them. She approached God, smiled at God, told God about her likes and beliefs, and stood with the soft-hearted God.
Then kill that soft-hearted god.
She betrayed the camp that firmly opposed the gods, and then betrayed the only god who showed kindness. After everyone sacrificed themselves, she gained enough power.
Only she returned home.
"Is that person you?" Gin asked.
Bai Zhi: “Yes.”
"Then why are you still collecting souls here?" Gin asked, "You seem to have achieved your wish."
"Because I'm very dissatisfied with the result. I want to go back and try again until I'm satisfied. I'm so greedy." Bai Zhi said, and suddenly took a big step back.
Gin immediately sensed the extreme danger and subconsciously turned sideways to avoid it, but the bullet was ultimately faster than him.
"boom!"
Gin squatted down, holding his shoulder. The bullet hit him a little above the chest, almost tearing his heart apart.
"You are the traitor." Gin clenched his teeth, and painful sobs and fierce words flowed out of his throat: "You cooperate with the FBI? Do you think they are good people?"
"Of course not, it's just a temporary cooperation." Bai Zhi squatted down and touched Gin's cheek with pity: "The one you saw is not the real me."
"It's hard for people to bear the torture of time. The more emotional they are, the harder it is to bear. I can only hold on a little better than everyone else. How can I still be a normal person now?"
“So, I made a deal with myself…”
"I extracted my most rational and emotionally stable side and formed a personality that is closest to God, at the cost of my true self."
Gin stared at Baizhi, as if he couldn't digest such a large amount of information at once.
"The most emotional, the most energetic, the kindest, the most loving, the most unstable, the most possible side must be abandoned, because there is only one way to success."
"The me in front of you is the most rational, the best at acting, the one who doesn't care about the process, the most cruel, and the most cunning. I play different roles in front of different people."
"But you are not now." Gin said firmly.
"Yes, not long ago, I suddenly appeared again, and I realized that I was not a disposable item. After I was harvested by the crystal ball, I appeared again." Bai Zhi spread her hands: "Self is a seed, and it will take root and sprout when it encounters the right soil."
"Is it Bourbon?" Gin asked suddenly.
"How did you guess?" Bai Zhi asked curiously.
"He always makes me feel uncomfortable, so he always follows Vermouth, and I never bring him with me." Gin snorted coldly: "I always feel that he and I are not from the same world."
Bai Zhi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the first time she met Amuro Toru.
She just accidentally failed to control a passage, and he just walked in like that. The first time he saw her, there was no greed or shock, but curiosity in his purple-gray eyes, but also subconscious vigilance.
He was looking her straight in the eyes, but she couldn't control him.
It's magic, she said.
He pinched his thigh hard, looking silly, completely different from when he was alert. He looked like a police dog just now, but now he turned into a stupid dog again.
She became even more curious, so she checked Toru Amuro's soul. It was very warm and bright, a very good soul. So she tempted Toru Amuro, put up high stakes, and tried to convince him again and again, but he rejected her righteously every time.
Unlike others who weigh the pros and cons, Toru Amuro never wavered.
Just like the sun, it rises in the east and sets in the west every day, never wavering.
"You're right." Bai Zhi smiled softly: "He can blend himself into the darkness, but he never forgets what he is doing."
Her Xiao Ling will never forget who he is and where he wants to go.
"Really?" Gin grabbed Baizhi who was trying to retreat. He held her so tightly that Akai Shuichi, who was far away, did not dare to fire a second shot for a while.
"Well, do you want to hear my story?"
"Your story?" Bai Zhi was surprised.
She didn't expect that Gin actually had a romantic side.
"There's nothing much to say about my life. It shouldn't take up much of your time. At least it will be over within the ten minutes you give me. After all, I've always lived in darkness."
The dark bat can only shrink in the darkness since childhood. This is destined from the moment it is born. Gin didn't understand this until he grew up. It turns out that the watershed of life is amniotic fluid.
Since childhood, the little boy was unpopular. He was introverted, and when he had a cold face, the children around him would run away and call him a monster and a murderer. He had never killed anyone, he just looked more fierce when he had a cold face.
But he doesn't know how to laugh. A warm smile is "illegal" at home and will be considered as mockery or weakness. After all, the little boy was not born in "love".
A couple loved each other passionately. "Love" is a good word, but "loved" is a bit embarrassing. No one who can stand in the darkness is a fuel-efficient lamp. Under the catalysis of darkness, fierce love is only reduced to fierce hatred.
This is when the little boy came.
If they were in love, the little boy would undoubtedly be a treasure, but after they were in love, the little boy's existence seemed to be proof of the shame and bad past of both of them.
Finally, after a fierce quarrel, the father took the little boy away, and here, the little boy's life was dictated.