After the wedding, Monsoon Zhiyin looked at the computer screen that was turned off, feeling very upset.

It's past three o'clock in the afternoon.

The clock ticked slowly every second and every minute, and the sound of ticking was endless.Sometimes 1 minute is very long, and sometimes 1 minute is very short.

Ji Feng Zhiyin wanted to find something to do, but he didn't know what to do.

This kind of time made him feel a little overwhelmed.

He has never had such an experience, he has been rushing forward, whether it is a wall or a vast ocean, he only thinks about the light ahead, the light he is looking for, no matter how beautiful the scenery is on the road, the end It is victory.

It's different now.

The scenery on the road unfolded before his eyes one by one.

The softness of the sun, the comfort of the air, the lazy time dragging its feet slowly, moving forward reluctantly.

Amazing at first sight, goodbye still.

But there will be no such afternoons in the future.

When the war is raging, everyone is reborn in blood, and the cowardly self no longer exists. Those who survive are those tenacious and tenacious lives.

Cruel war does not allow good things to exist, it laughs out loud and burns good things one by one.

Those high-ranking nobles, what they want are rights, status, and money, and they need more land to display their ambitions, so they wage wars.

But that's all.

Learning survival skills, practicing fighting martial arts, cold pistols, weapons without emotion, the steel-like world closed their emotions, and the lack of emotion made everything crazy.

Regardless, he survived.

After going through the rain of bullets, dodging the shells burning with hot flames, suffering serious injuries that almost made him dying, and enduring those miserable years, he survived.

How gratifying all this is, I am so happy that I will fall asleep the next moment.

Monsoon Yin left the office.

His long hair fluttered in the wind, and his eyes shone like lightning.

Viski wakes up when the sky is full of stars.

Ji Lianmei stayed by the side worriedly, wringing her clothes uneasily with her hands.Her beautiful eyes were full of sadness, which added to her a kind of delicate beauty.

"You're awake..." she said hesitantly, her voice trembling, "Do you want some water?"

Viski wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound.

The prolonged coma made his throat dry and uncomfortable like a burning fire.

Ji Lianmei poured him a glass of warm water, and the moisture of the liquid made him feel a little better.

"I'll call the nurse, you lie down and don't move." Ji Lianmei helped him to lie down safely, her brows were still worried.

This innocent and lovely girl who has been sleeping in the oxygen ice for two years is no longer innocent.

She married him.

She has thoughts.

Viski closed his eyes.The sound of the door opening woke him up.

Monsoon hideout.

"You got news?"

"I can't find him." Ji Fengzhiyin said, "I have no clue or clue."

At the end, he added: "You are leaving..."

"Don't ask."

"Be careful, you can't allow that kind of thing."

"He will understand me."

Monsoon Zhiyin was speechless and left the wedding room.

Weisky's methods are always ruthless, this time, in order to ensure that Li will always be by his side, he actually did that to Li.

Love is important to him, but that doesn't mean he can't break up with Weski because of his feelings.

When two knives are put together, there is a certain running-in period.

It's a pity that Viski and Li are not swords, but people who plan to be together forever.

Hurt each other in this way, give each other gifts and hurt each other, maybe this is their way of love.

?Bai Li Digression:

I always felt that Weiji and Li's relationship would not be so smooth, because they are both very awkward...

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