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Seeing that Wu Xie was silent, Zhang Qiling tilted her head forward and rested it on his forehead.

"Wu Xie, I need to go to the Bronze Gate again."

Zhang Qiling was pushed away instantly and looked at Wu Xie. His eyes quickly turned red at this time, and he looked angrily.

Wu Xie realized that he was a little out of control. He closed his eyes slowly and tried to suppress the emotions in his heart. And brainwashed myself, this is all fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake!

Suddenly soft and slightly cool lips were placed on his eyes, destroying all Wu Xie's mental construction.

"Don't cry... you believe me, I'm real!" Spreading kisses downwards: "I came here with you ten years later, please believe me, Wu Xie.

Believe me, I am real, I am your bottle boy! "

Wu Xie's lips trembled and his throat seemed to be blocked as he trembled and spat out unintelligible words. There was no way he could not believe this face. Even if it was fake, he was already trapped.

Zhang Qiling's hand slowly touched Wu Xie's back, comforting him gently.

After Wu Xie finished venting his emotions, he pulled Wu Xie to sit on the bed and slowly told what happened ten years later and the secrets that only the two of them knew.

"Then how did you get here, and what evidence is there to prove that what you said is not the fantasy in my memory?"

Although Wu Xie said this, he knew that he was trapped and couldn't get out, and he hoped that Zhang Qiling could prove that everything was true.

"At that time, I and Xie Yuchen were deeper underground. Their strength was taken away and their bodies dissipated." Looking at Wu Xie's shocked eyes, he continued: "I saw you standing at the bronze door."

He didn't say that he saw Wu Xie being seriously injured and struggling to stand up.

"So, we have to go to the Bronze Gate one more time before we can go back?"

Facing Wu Xie's inquiry, Zhang Qiling said nothing because he was not sure. But there must be a way to prove that this world is real.

"Perhaps there is an answer."

Wu Xie thought for a moment and decided that he couldn't let Pingzi go by himself. If he was asked to wait another ten years, it would be over.

"Let's go together. Don't try to convince me, and don't pinch my neck. Either together, or I will jump into the lake and commit suicide after you leave."

Wu Xie was sure that this could threaten him, because he was sure it was Pingzi. If you are not the person, it is impossible to know some of their secrets and certain habits.

Sure enough, Pingzi nodded and agreed.

Wu Xie, who was lying on the bed, was not sleepy at all. He suddenly sat up, lifted the quilt and took off Pingzi's pajamas.

Zhang Qiling was disturbed by Wu Xie. She pressed Wu Xie's erratic hand and asked him what he was doing.

"I..." Wu Xie's voice was a little hoarse, "I want to see the wound."

"It's ready."

Wu Xie felt even more uncomfortable when he heard Pingzi's light voice and indifferent tone.

If, if he had not been soft-hearted at that time, Pingzi would have been killed by him.

He turned over and covered his head with the quilt, and Wu Xie's voice came out muffled.

"I'm sorry...Bottleboy."

Zhang Qiling smiled and hugged Wu Xie after hearing the familiar name. His head rubbed against the quilt.

When Fatty got up, he saw two people wearing jackets and carrying equipment sitting in the living room.

"Ouch, what, everyone?"

The fat man brushed his teeth and greeted the two of them vaguely.

"Fat man, we need to go to Changbai Mountain. Do you want to go?"

Wu Xie stood up, holding the equipment belonging to the fat man and asked, they originally did not plan to bring the fat man from ten years ago, but how could the Iron Triangle be missing one person? Right.

"Go, little innocent, are you ready? Wait a minute, Fatty."

I washed it randomly, put on some clothes, and checked the equipment. Hey, there are a few detonators.