Chapter 122

Zongfang's hands trembled, his eye sockets red.

The crowd suddenly erupted in a commotion. It turned out that Zongfang had gone crazy and pulled out a federal officer's weapon. Everyone thought he was dissatisfied and was going to resist. Just as everyone was screaming and fleeing in all directions, and people kept rushing up to subdue him, Zongfang used the dagger to cut his own palm.

Everyone was stupid, looking at his strange behavior in shock.

Only to see the man looking at his blood-stained hand, slowly losing strength and kneeling on the ground.

"Qiaoqiao..."

Zongfang looked at the self-healing wound on his hand, almost biting his back molars. His heart was like being gnawed by ten thousand ants at this moment. He closed his eyes, and a line of tears rolled down.

She didn't even want her own talent... She really didn't want him anymore.

Outside the crowd, across a street, Luka held an umbrella, his left shoulder already soaked. He tilted the umbrella toward the thin figure again.

"Aren't you going to say a word to him?" Luka asked.

Qiao Suisui lowered her head, covering the struggle in her eyes. She understood Zongfang. If she let him see her at this time, and the two reconciled, he would definitely not obediently follow the result of this verdict in order not to leave her. But this was a hard-won opportunity. With his strength, he could end his service in less than two years.

She was worried that the Southern Battlefield was dangerous, so after asking the system, she formatted the talent column. The price was 1,000 points, which meant that if she wanted to go home in the future, she would have to fall into the annoying constant childbearing. Fortunately, Zongfang's talent returned to him.

Luka saw that she was depressed, changed hands to hold the umbrella, and then slowly held her hand, interlocking his fingers with hers.

"Let's go, let's go home."

Qiao Suisui nodded silently, looking across the street for the last time before leaving, and stopped for a long time.

This time, the two were separated by rain, by the street, by the longing that spanned mountains and seas, and by the love that was too late to be spoken, and finally walked in two directions.

Suddenly, Zongfang seemed to sense something and stopped, turned around, and looked fixedly outside the crowd, but didn't see the figure he was expecting.

He had red eyes, looked at the distance under the rain curtain, his thin lips slightly opened, and the man whispered something extremely lightly, but it was drowned out by the flash of the camera and the noise of the crowd.

"Wait for me."

After Luka sent Qiao Suisui back to the Huangting, fearing she would catch a cold, he let her take a hot bath, blew her long hair dry, and supervised her to hold her nose and drink a bowl of hot ginger soup before he was slightly relieved. Then he left on the grounds that the military department had something to do, but his flying ship drove in the opposite direction to the military department.

"4317?"

A male whose beast form was an emu was directing this batch of personnel going to serve, and was calling their numbers loudly.

"Where is 4317?"

The emu beastman searched around with his round eyes, and finally found the man with the number 4317 printed on his body in the corner of the flying ship. At this time, the other party was facing away from himself, looking out the window.

The emu beastman strode up and kicked him impatiently.

"Hey! Are you deaf? It's your turn to get ready to go down!"

After speaking, only to see the other party turn his head unhurriedly. The extremely eye-catching side profile made this emu stunned, and then the other party slowly turned around, his cold eyes looking at him without a trace of emotion. At that moment, he only felt as if he had already died a thousand times, and his blood flowed backward.

Wait!

Silver hair and silver eyes, the emu "thumped" and knelt down, his voice shaking like a sieve to the person in front of him.

"Zong... Zong... Dr. Zongfang, I... I... I'm one of your own, that, that, the Prime Minister explained, must take good care of you..."

Zongfang glanced at him indifferently, continued to look out the window in a daze, and didn't say a word. This made the emu anxious. If this living ancestor didn't go down, how would the next few people be sent? Did he have to take him for a ride and then bring him back to the Federation?

Just as he was hesitating, someone ran over in a hurry and reported something in his ear.

The emu's face tightened, his eyes turned left and right, and then he walked to Zongfang's side with his waist bent, apologizing with a smile: "Dr. Zongfang, someone is looking for you outside."

Hearing this, Zongfang's expression was stunned. The excited light burst out in his originally dead eyes, and the whole person seemed to come alive. He stood up abruptly and walked off the flying ship with big strides, but when he saw the person coming, the light in his eyes went out.

"Why is it you?"

Luka saw his eyes still searching, and said lightly: "I came by myself, stop looking."

The silver eyes fell into dead silence again.

Zongfang turned to leave, but heard Luka's voice coming from behind: "She exposed her identity directly to get you out."

His footsteps paused, he turned his head abruptly, and frowned at Luka: "Why didn't you stop her?"

Luka just looked at him like this, for a long time, sighed.

"Zongfang, when will you understand that she is a person with her own opinions, thoughts, and feelings, not anyone's possession. What you and I can rely on is just her slight affection. Even if she gave birth to your and my children, she is still her. Before the identity of a lover and a mother, she is first Qiao Suisui."

Zongfang lowered his head, his fists clenched, his eyes full of suppressed regret.

"I know, I know, I just..." His throat was like being filled with a thousand pounds of cotton, blocked and unable to speak.

Luka calmly told him all the efforts Qiao Suisui had made for him recently. After hearing this, Zongfang almost couldn't breathe.

He pressed his palms on his eyes, trying to force the tears back, but his trembling fingertips betrayed his collapse. His already beautiful eyes were stained with physiological red. A person who was once so proud squatted in front of the flying ship and cried bitterly. Every word of Luka was like a fine needle, pricking the weakest part of Zongfang's heart, making him regret it to the extreme.

Will she be uncomfortable? Will she be as painful as herself? Obviously he loves her... obviously the one he loves most is her.

But his love was like a sword, piercing through the hearts of two people.

"If you could be less extreme in what you do, maybe the situation between you two would be different now." Luka said all he had to say, hoping he could really think it through.

Before leaving, he threw a military box in front of him.

"The Southern Battlefield is full of crises, and these are all necessities. Sui Sui doesn't say it, but she is very worried about you in her heart. If you love her, come back like a man."

After speaking, Luka didn't linger. He walked out a few steps, but heard Zongfang ask hoarsely from behind: "Why are you helping me?"

His expression was complex, and he said in confusion: "It's no good for me if you come back." They were all males, everyone knew it well, he wouldn't hand Sui Sui over to others.

Luka didn't turn around, so Zongfang couldn't see his expression.

The man lowered his eyelids, covering his light golden pupils. I don't know what he thought of, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

Luka knew well that Qiao Suisui was like fine sand. The tighter she was held, the easier it was to lose her. Zongfang's love was indeed hot to the point of dazzling, but he didn't understand her.

Thinking of this, Luka didn't even raise his eyelids, and said lightly: "Everyone relies on their own ability."

After speaking, he walked straight away.

Luka: You guys are just concubines after all (lighting a cigarette) (taking a puff) (smiling lightly) ps: Look forward to Zongfang's transformation and return! (End of chapter)