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Chapter 111 French Windows, 05:58 am
Deng Huailing was taken aback for a moment, he didn't hear the familiar "Mr. Deng", the man called him by his full name coldly.In the raging wind among the high-rise buildings, Rosie stood against the light, as if the scene of Bloody Christmas ten years ago reappeared. Although the situation is completely different now, the wind blowing from all directions gave Deng Huailing the illusion that he was still the same as before.That weak child.
"Don't come here," he wanted to take a step towards Luo Xi, but was stopped by the other party, the air around him was compressed to the limit, and the thin and sharp wind blade touched his neck.Luoxi rolled his eyes, and said with a smile that was so shallow that it was about to disappear, "The operation is over. Even if you follow me to the second district, it is impossible to find your bionic man again. I killed Rosie with my own hands."
Deng Huailing stopped where he was.He can use the black ring to remove the obstacle of the wind blade, but there is no doubt that a more serious gap is spreading between the two, and it cannot be resolved by walking a few steps towards each other.
He didn't understand what Luoxi was thinking: "I don't care who you are, whether it's a human or a bionic person, it's your own choice. If you are determined to get rid of the identity of a bionic person, I won't call you Rosie anymore."Name, calling you like that just now was just casual."
"But I don't care what you call me." Luoxi's calm voice did not fluctuate, "After all, I don't like you. You insist that Rosie and I are the same person. I can only regret to say that you are wrong, Deng HuailingThe one who fell in love with you is always the bionic man, he died long ago during the operation, don't project your feelings for him onto me."
"You want to say that Rosie was the one who got along with me before?" Deng Huailing raised the corners of her lips, not taking the other party's lies seriously, "I still have this bit of judgment, I know you too well, when willWhen it's you, when it's Rosie, I've always been very clear."
"So, you also know that we are two people." Rosie said with a half-smile, keenly aware of the loopholes in Deng Huailing's words, "Does it feel good to date two people at the same time?"
"Don't make excuses, Rosie. You know what I'm thinking." Deng Huailing said with a headache.
"Maybe I should tell you my thoughts too." Rosie gritted her teeth and said, "Every day when the body is out of my control, I feel extremely disgusted with the intimate contact with you;I have no choice but to flatter you and deceive you into trusting me. Everything I have done is to stabilize you temporarily so that no rumors will be leaked before the operation."
His fingers couldn't help but want to climb up the ends of the hair. This time Luoxi realized it by himself, and clasped his fingertips firmly in the palm of his hand, "Now do you understand why I said I don't like you? Even if you can distinguish me from Rosie, it won't help, IJust using you."
His palms were cold, probably due to the insufficient blood supply after the operation, and they were numb from the ice in the high-altitude wind.Rosie turned her eyes away, not daring to look at Deng Huailing, fearing that she would soften her heart just for a moment.
After a long silence, Deng Huailing suddenly said, "You don't want me to follow you to the second district, just to lie like this?"
"I don't have to lie, do I?" Rosie collected herself and asked sarcastically, throwing the most hurtful words as weapons, "Or are you so narcissistic that you are hallucinating? I don't likeMan, this is determined by nature, and it takes a lot of effort to pretend to have feelings for you."
"I thought you……"
"Do you think you know me?" Rosie chuckled softly. "In the final analysis, it was the misunderstanding that the simple and easy-to-understand bionic man gave you. You know when my birthday is, who my parents are, who I was born inWhat kind of family, male or female? Can you imagine what my previous lovers were like, my romance? You are just a boring bounty hunter... living a puritanical life, making peopleNot even the slightest bit of interest."
After he finished speaking, he felt that it was too much, maintained a frivolous demeanor, carefully raised his eyes to observe Deng Huailing's expression.The other party looked at him very quietly, as if he was seriously analyzing what he said, judging the authenticity based on past experiences, no matter how hurtful it was.
"The photo we saw in Mary Ellis's Magic Sea system," Deng Huailing asked in a low voice, "Robert Dilan, another girl, and you are the one who was crossed out last.Were you and that girl a couple in the past?"
Rosie was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that Deng Huailing had already had such a conjecture in his heart.This is of course a fallacy. The other party misunderstood his relationship with Rose just like Robert, but he immediately insisted: "——Yes, she was my girlfriend in school."
He even added, "She passed away unexpectedly, but I still can't forget about her. It was because of her that I broke up with Robert."
This is not an outright lie, he does often think of Rose, and Robert Dillane is closely related to his initial heartbreak and Rose.Rosie said it frankly, thinking that she would not be exposed this time, and then saw the empty eyes of the other party.
He had never seen Deng Huailing have such a reaction - first he looked at him for a long time, there was nothing in those eyes, and then he was slightly infected with the emotion of being stabbed, like ink bleed in water, all the time.Groups filled Deng Huailing's eyes.The expression on his face was still careless. Out of the habit of bounty hunters, Deng Huailing still maintained restraint, but the contrast between toughness and sadness made him even more groggy.
Deng Huailing slowly lowered his head, as if he didn't remember all the means and skills of communication, and stood there alone.The wind was blowing into his collar, his hands were still stained with blood from last night's battle at God's Residence, and his body ached from the burns and scrapes. He was fighting for Rosie.
He thought he had found the meaning of fighting, he thought he was on the way back from wandering for many years, and Rosie was the only god he believed in in the blood and fire.
"I...have been thinking about you for so many years." He said hoarsely, "Without you, I would probably have died in a dirty sewer. I have imagined countless possibilities that you don't like me, even ifThat's it, I can accept it, because I agree with your beliefs, and I can still follow you, believe in you, and stand by your side in another way."
Deng Huailing stared at Rosie in confusion, "But I have tried your heart many times, and you always said you like me. Is it fun to give others hope and then kill them with your own hands, Rosie? Or do you like to prove yourself in this way?Charm, you'll be happy if you play me around, won't you?"
——No, that's not the case.Rosie bit her lower lip and almost blurted out an explanation. He wanted to clarify to Deng Huailing that he was not such a person, but in the end he just smiled bitterly and said, "Don't think of me so noble, I'm not a god, just a vulgar politician, of course it will play tricks on people’s hearts.”
"I understand," Deng Huailing smiled, looking straight at him with brown eyes, and his calm tone could not hide his madness, "Since you want to play with people's hearts, why don't you just lie to me to the end? I am happy to die for you, andThere is also use value, why don't you keep me by your side, you just need to give me a word of love every day, and I will kill all those who oppose you for you."
"You..." Rosie was speechless for a long time, and after a long time, she stumbled and said, "I don't need it. Don't take yourself too seriously, there are too many people trying to please me, I don't need so manydog."
He felt that his line of defense was about to be defeated by Deng Huailing. At this moment, a whistle sounded from outside the building, and a hover car was speeding up, floating low. The killer poked his head out from the co-pilot and waved at him..
Rosie reached into her pocket and threw a brand new communicator to Deng Huailing, "I'm leaving, keep it as a souvenir." He leaned back from the window and fell down, "Goodbye."
The sound of the wind drowned out the ears in an instant, and the pale sky hit the eyes.Rosie fell on his back, feeling that the connection between himself and Deng Huailing was suddenly severed. He raised his hand in panic to hold something, but only the wind passed through his fingers, and there was an endless void.
It was as if... From then on, he could never see Deng Huailing again, his and the other's destinies were intertwined for a moment, and they ran in opposite directions again.However, this is better than receiving the news of Deng Huailing's death one day, right?Rosie thought very lonely.
On the tall building, Deng Huailing turned on the communicator, and in the empty interface, there was only a message stored in the voice mailbox, which was the last message left to him by the little bionic man.
He let go of his clenched left hand, and a ray of light shone in his palm like golden gravel.The petals cover the half-opened buds, and the layers are amazingly delicate, and the dark blue dried blood is condensed on it, and some mud is stained.
His name was engraved in Gothic script on the back, like a secret oath.
Deng Huailing opened the message, and Rosie's clear and gentle voice came:
"Mr. Deng, I am standing at the door of the operating room and recording these words for you. In the past day and night, we have witnessed too much suffering. I am really sorry that I still cannot accompany you to save God's ResidenceI wanted to protect you forever and comfort your anger and sorrow forever, but my power is too limited, and you are always the only one in my eyes.
"I want to make you happy, but I always make you angry. I really try to learn to love you, but there are many things in the world that love alone can't do. I get in your way, so it's time to leaveup.
"Mr. Deng, you must understand me, right? Every decision I make is not out of selfishness. Even if you are no longer my administrator, I am still thinking about you—with the wisdom of a bionic person.
"I've always wondered if it was because of my existence that I messed up everything. I know that besides me, there is a more powerful existence in this body. You originally cooperated very well. If I hadn't acceptedInstructions, God's Residence won't be ruined so soon; I know he likes you too, if he says something hurtful to you, it's for protection, I can feel that love, heHe will abuse your name many times every day, just because you make him very embarrassingly tempted.
"He didn't realize that I had discovered him. In the concept of human beings, bionics are ignorant and rigid. But programs can also learn by themselves, and bionics are also smart sometimes, aren't they? I can understand, more than you imagined.Much more, I understand your ideals and his, and I hope you can firmly believe in each other's love and go on unswervingly.
"He has abilities that I don't have, so he is more suitable than me to stand by your sideSpeaking of which, Mr. Deng, you will probably emphasize to me again that love is possession. If I don't know how to possess you, I can't learnLove. But what I want to say is, I learned.
"Love does not have to be possessive, jealous, or narrow-minded. Whether you believe it or not, it is not human beings who really know how to love. Humans can always make simple things complicated, and what bionics are best at is making complex things complicated."problem becomes simple.
There was a disturbance in the audio, and the killer's urging voice came from the operating room.
"Finally, I love you. These days of my existence, you endow them with value, on every rainy street eaves in Cesina, on every rooftop carrying the setting sun, and in every falling asleep looking at the moonDon't think of me at night. Because I am accompanying you roaming in these places in another way, and you may be able to find traces of familiarity in that person.
"—Good night, Mr. Deng."