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Chapter 1 Reincarnation in the Tang Dynasty (Revisited)(1/3)

He walked on the street and felt particularly relaxed.

Even the noise of traffic jams and bustling sounds felt that they had changed their usual annoyance and became wonderful and pleasant.

Shortly after graduating from college, I found a suitable job. I just called to make an appointment with her who had been in love with her for ten years and had never dared to confess her love. I heard her trembling and small affirmative answer surprisingly. She even blamed herself for being a super idiot. She only knew to call her now. When she thought of this, she felt that the weather was so good, just like her mood at the moment...

My parents will definitely be very happy when they know it!

He felt that if he could bring her back to the small and warm little house, his parents would have to laugh out loud.

"Brother, why are you laughing at?" The young and tender voice made him escape from the sea of ​​thought. Standing beside him was a cute little girl who was only four or five years old. The little guy held her mother's hand, looked him up and down with big black eyes, and asked curiously, as if he wanted to know what the big brother, who smiled as bright as the sun.

"Don't mess around, this is rude." The young mother picked up the cute little girl and smiled apologetically at him while walking across the road.

"Goodbye." He waved to the little girl.

With the care of her mother, she should be the happiest person in the world like herself!

Back then, before his biological mother passed away seriously ill, she once said to herself: You are not without a mother, you are more lucky and happier than others, because you have two mothers, one who is guarding you in heaven and the other who is by your side, and you will be the happiest baby in the world!

More than ten years.

It passed in the blink of an eye.

My mother was not wrong, he did have two mothers who love him.

I took my second mother by the bedside. She was better than my biological mother. From the day I took my own, I was the gentlest mother in the world.

No matter how hard life is, she will never lack a smile on her face. She established his most basic positive outlook on life with optimism and contentment, virtuousness and tolerance. She educated him since childhood, fearlessly living, fearlessly wind and rain, and fearlessly hardships.

Mom and Dad, I graduated and I found a job.

The days ahead will definitely get better.

He clenched his fists gently.

Although his parents never had any requirements, he felt that he should work harder and work with her to repay the two old men, so that the two old men who worked hard for most of their lives could spend their old age in peace and their children and grandchildren would be happy.

"Mom, I want to buy candied haws..." The little cutie in front of her twisted her body in her mother's arms and kept acting coquettish, just like his situation back then.

"I'll shoot again, stop, stop!" He felt a riot coming from behind, and countless people screamed and rushed in. The young mother who had just turned back and was about to buy candied haws for her baby's daughter, suddenly knocked down, and the little baby in her arms flew out of her hand.

Happiness is sometimes as easy to break like a piece of glass, and requires careful care.

He had heard this sentence and understood this truth.

So he tried his best to jump out, and when happiness was about to fall to the ground and break, he caught her.

The little baby was so scared that he cried, but he smiled. Fortunately, he was too late to catch the little baby, and the little cutie was not hurt even a single hair. Her safety was already the whole of happiness.

When he stood up, he was about to return her to his panic and anxious mother, someone rushed over and put a sharp dagger on his neck, and then stretched out a hand to snatch it. A hoarse loud roar came from his ear: "Give her me, get out of the way!" He struggled hard and forcibly blocked the man's hand behind him. Although the sharp dagger cut a blood mark on his neck, which made him feel hot, he did not give in at all.

"She is happiness and can't give it to you!" He refused in one whisper. No one except her young mother could take her away.

If I handed over this cute little one.

Then the mother who asked her to beside the hospital bed would definitely be very sad.

No matter when, happiness must be kept in the hands of the person you trust the most. It cannot be easily handed over to others, and it cannot be easily ruined by others.

"You..." The guy behind him was a beard. If he had a red belt on his head, he would be the gangster leader in CS. The guy made his words choked and could not speak. He stabbed him intimidatingly with a dagger on his shoulder, and then kicked him again: "Get out, otherwise I will stab you to death!"

"No." He felt a little panic in his heart, but his beliefs were extremely firm.

Especially when he saw the police arrive one after another.

He even thinks he is safe.

He held the little cutie tightly in his hand and refused to let the beard snatch her away.

Several policemen arrived, holding guns in their hands, scaring the crowd around them and running around.

When they saw a young man holding a little girl in his arms, they immediately raised their guns and aimed at the beard.

"Don't shoot, please don't shoot!" The young mother was frightened. She wanted to get her daughter back, but she was afraid of the shaky knife and did not dare to step forward. She was afraid that the police would accidentally hurt her, so she quickly rushed forward and waved her hands, hoping that the two sides would negotiate and send her daughter back first.

"Who dares to shoot! I'll stab him to death... Give her to me!" The bearded man tried to snatch the baby, and then hid behind him to intimidate the police.

But he would never let such a thing happen.

He is in happiness and knows what happiness is and knows how to cherish happiness.

He used all his strength to block his beard, reached forward with both hands, handed the baby to the young mother, and smiled and said, "I'll give it back to you, she's yours!"

The bearded man was stunned and stabbed him several times in the back with a dagger.

But this could not stop him at all.

When he was stabbed in the back, the first thing he felt was not pain or fear, but happiness!

Protecting happiness is indeed a kind of happiness. In that small house, he always wondered when he greeted his parents with a smile every day. Now, he finally understood why his parents can smile so many times in a poor family.

Because they protect their happiness, so they feel happy!

Just like myself now...

He felt that the heart-wrenching pain behind him was surprisingly relieved.

When the bearded saw that this guy was not afraid of death, he quickly wanted to kidnap the young mother. His fierce expression had eyes that destroyed everything.

He was shocked when he saw the other party's intentions.

You must never let the robber succeed!

He has never fought and has been the most obedient and obedient child since childhood. In order not to disappoint his mothers, he has always been the most diligent and motivated student. For the first time in his life, he punched someone. He used all his strength, punched him hard on the bearded ear, and hugged the guy and rolled to the ground.

He is no match for bearded and is not good at fighting.

However, after he obstructed this, the young mother immediately walked away with her baby in her arms and hid behind the police. The mother and daughter were safe... He felt very painful on his body, but he was very happy.

"Damn, you want to die, I will fulfill you!" The bearded man burst out in anger. Before the cautious police rushed over, he had quickly turned over and pulled him in front of him. The sharp dagger was placed on his carotid artery and roared at the policemen wildly: "You shoot, I can definitely catch a cushion before I die!"

"Bang……"

A gunshot.

He was blocked by a beard and a blood flower rose on his chest.

At that moment, he felt something hot, spinning in his lungs, like a fish piercing out of the water and suddenly breaking the tranquility, and like a cheetah rushing out of the shadow and jumping towards a group of antelope.

Everyone was shocked, and he was also shocked.

He thought the police would say at least a few words and negotiate, but unexpectedly, the person on the other side would shoot at once.

The young mother screamed, her screams mixed with the little girl's crying, and in this instant, dead silent environment, it was particularly loud and harsh.

"You shot me, why are you doing?" He didn't understand.

"Let's go, go, it's going to be fire!" The policeman who fired the gun argued with a pale face. He didn't want to admit that he pulled the trigger too nervously just now, and argued that it was fire.

"They have always been like this, taking care of the life and death of the hostages and shooting randomly. Boy, you are in vain!" The bearded laughed. He threw away the dagger, raised his hands, and laughed wildly: "I surrender, catch me! Hahaha, I'm just robbing and injuring people now. It takes less than ten or eight years to come out. Even if I'm sentenced to lifelessness, there are connections behind me, and I can come out early! Have you heard of meritorious service in the prison? Have you heard of medical parole? Haha, boy, don't you want to be a hero? Don't you meddle in other people's business? In this world, do you want to have a good person? Do you have to pay your life! This is the end of the hero! I'll be in prison for at most, what about you? The ** is in vain, ah hahaha!"

He looked at the bloody wound in his chest.

It feels like those are not blood, but happiness, coming out bit by bit.

My parents who have raised themselves for many years have worked hard to raise themselves and support themselves in school... Now, I can repay the two old people, but I can only be so desperate and bad news. And she, who has just agreed to her date, and after waiting for her for ten years, can only wait for her in the end be painful heartbreak...

There is no phone number at home, so it seems that I can only say goodbye to her.

How much I want to say "I'm sorry" to her and her parents who are white-haired and waiting for her to come home at home.

He broke everyone's happiness with his own hands. Although it was not intentional, he did use these trembling hands to break the life that could have been very happy, thus bringing them endless pain and despair.

On the ground, his cell phone fell under his feet, stained with his bright red blood, which was so red that it made him feel dizzy and guilty.

The trembling hand stretched down.

There is only one last little time left.

I must say goodbye to her as quickly as possible, and at the same time I told her that I had buried in my heart for ten years and had not had the chance to say it... I hope she can forgive herself!

"Bang!"

Another gunshot.

The deadly bullet hit him again.

He didn't understand why, but he no longer had the time and energy to figure out why.

He had no time to do extra things. He just hoped that God could leave him a little more time to give him enough time to open up her cell phone and say goodbye to her.

"Bastard, what are you doing?" A female special police rushed over from behind, slapped the colleague who continued to shoot in the face, and shouted angrily: "You're still shooting him?"

"He, he, he wants to pick up a weapon to resist..." The policeman who just said that he was fired pointed to the knife on the ground and quickly defended himself. In fact, the policeman who shot did not think that a person who was shot could pick up a knife to attack him, but those who were slippery in the officialdom knew that "dead people" were easier to deal with than "seriously injured people". Because dead people could not speak and could not defend.

"He picked up a cell phone!" The female special police officer was so angry that she was dizzy.

"No, I picked up happiness." He shook his head, his bloody fingers, gently picked up the cell phone on the ground, carefully patted the mud and sand, dialed a number, and put it in his ears. The people around him made the gunshots riot. Several policemen rushed up and pressed the bearded without resistance. Passers-by rushed around, and some were screaming in fear by the gunshots. The young mother, holding her cute daughter, looked at him who was calling, and her face was crying. The female special police also had red eyes and shouting for an ambulance...

"Shh, please be quiet, can you give me some time?" He raised his blood-stained fingers and signaled everyone not to quarrel, so as not to affect his call with her.

‘There is a kind of lovesickness called obsession. Even in a dream, I can’t forget you... I can’t believe that at this moment, I really hug you... until you are surrounded by gentle arms... There is a kind of love called longing until you are old, silently expecting it, happiness comes... I dare not hope to be your only good...’ This is her mobile phone ringtone, which makes him feel distressed when he hears it, and wants to embrace her in his arms.

He wanted to say goodbye to her.
To be continued...
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