Chapter 279
There really are no gods in the world.
Chapter 279 There really are no gods in the world.
"Look at yourself, what a mess you've become!"
In the end, it was Renoir who brought Shi Ying back. She was soaked to the bone, but her body temperature was so high it could burn a person to ashes.
Renoir angrily berated him, feeling utterly disappointed.
Shi Ying weakly lifted her eyes, the shattered gold within them submerged, devoid of any light.
There really are no gods in this world.
The interplay of hot and cold destroyed his last shred of clarity.
Until utter darkness descends.
I woke up again the next afternoon.
All emotions were concealed in his deep eyes, and he reverted to his usual indifference and aloofness. He remained indifferent and rarely responded to Renoir's accusations.
Even Renault's usually calm demeanor was starting to frustrate Shi Ying's unyielding attitude.
Thinking about Shi Ying's almost suicidal behavior last night, he was filled with rage.
He wanted to say something, but his good manners kept him quiet.
Forget it, what right does he have?
No one can truly understand the profound bond between them; any further words would seem pale and powerless.
As a friend, I just couldn't stand his depravity and self-degradation.
He was once trapped in a horde of strange beasts, his life hanging by a thread, but he never bowed his head. Yet now, he's become depressed over a female, not valuing his own life at all.
He threw the medicine the doctor prescribed at him, annoyed, "Get out of here once your fever is gone, I really owe you something."
I tricked him when we were in school, and now I'm sending people to the procuratorate every day. He's been so busy lately. I was worried he'd get a fever last night, so I haven't been able to sleep.
Actually, he didn't need to personally handle these cases, but he did it out of respect for Shi Ying. Although the two didn't get along, they were still partners who had been through life and death together. Also, he felt sorry for Sang Qing.
Shi Ying raised her hand and accurately took the bag, thanked her expressionlessly, and walked out.
His back was long and straight, exuding a sense of loneliness amidst his cool demeanor, as if he were heading to an endless battlefield.
Renoya seemed to see again the figure of him heading alone towards the horde of strange beasts.
Some things collapsed, while others became even more resolute.
Perhaps the collapse of the skyscraper has given rise to a desperate, all-or-nothing resolve.
Just like Shi Ying back then, he had nothing, so he risked his life, which made Shi Ying admire his strength and look at him with new eyes.
Sang Qing's death undoubtedly had a huge impact on Shi Ying, and he had no idea how Shi Ying would live in the future.
He had previously said that Shi Ying was lucky, but it seems he spoke too soon.
Sang Qing's favoritism was unique; to have it was a blessing, to lose it was a curse...
A person like Shi Ying...
Hard to say~
Renoir thought of the female who had won his heart; she appeared aloof and cold, but was actually gentle and brave.
It's not the "tang" from "crabapple," but the "tang" from "candy."
As beautiful as a crabapple blossom, as sweet as candy.
"It suits her very well," he said.
Many people are paying attention to the movements of the Heman Navy Detachment, especially the orcs in the internment camp.
The predetermined answer has come to an end, so there's not much disappointment, after all, on that morning when the sea wind howled, we had already witnessed despair.
As the weather grew colder, the warmth in the shelter was also taken away, and the laughter and joy of the past were nowhere to be seen.
That beautiful figure was nowhere to be seen again, and the shelter returned to its usual lifeless state, with monotonous training, numb expressions, and occasional uncontrollable screams of pain coming from the control room.
They used to look forward to running past the gate and seeing which team would greet the healer first. They even found Shi Ying's grumpy face endearing.
But no matter how many times they looked back, there was only emptiness; the figure they longed for would never appear at the door again.
The treatment room door was tightly closed. They desperately wished their personal terminal would pop up a message, inviting them to that private room to enjoy a comfortable treatment and chat alone with the gentle and beautiful therapist.
How I wish that, amidst my mental confusion and blurred consciousness, I could hear that gentle, comforting voice again, "Relax, don't be afraid, I'll save you."
She pulled them out of the abyss, while the gods were condemned to eternal damnation.
Imagine how horrified they were when they got the list from the space pirates.
Some people offer convenience, while others stand by and watch coldly.
Although they had killed the space pirates to vent their anger, and the instigator was paying the price step by step, how could their lives compare to the life of the healer?
Even killing all those people wouldn't be worth one ten-thousandth of their healer's skill.
……
Shi Ying missed a day of work. When he returned, Curry and the people from Qingye Town brought up the matter of organizing the funeral again, and Shi Ying remained silent.
Curry knew he was wavering.
Manju has ceased his operations, and this matter should now come to an end.
No matter how regrettable it may be, those who are alive must get back on track.
Curry let out a long sigh, his voice as decaying and fading as withered branches and fallen leaves, his half-gray hair a testament to the sorrow he had been carrying lately.
As dawn broke and the moon and stars disappeared, the light that illuminated their heads was extinguished forever.
Shi Ying lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on the ruby maple leaf bracelet on his wrist. Awan fastened the smallest size, while he had to fasten it to the third-to-last clasp on the thin chain.
He twitched his knuckles. "Let's wait until Huo Mingyang pronounces his sentence."
The few words, spoken in a cold and calm tone, could not conceal the trembling of his fingertips.
The angina I feel every time I think about it is like oil being poured over a raging fire, intense and recurring.
Curry looked at Shi Ying's obviously pale face with some worry, "If it really doesn't work out, can we ask Kuss to give you a day off?"
"No need, I'm fine," Shi Ying refused.
Back at the military camp, everyone noticed that Shi Ying's demeanor was more somber and ruthless than before.
That once-popular name is now tacitly avoided being mentioned in front of Shi Ying.
With six days left until the military court trial, Kuss was worried that Shiying would worry too much, so he thought of arranging for Shiying to go out and take on a mission to distract her.
The mission wasn't difficult, only A-level, a mission to exterminate the strange beasts in the town at the border of the second and third districts.
Qingyuan Town was one of the places he had originally planned to visit. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice, "Okay."