Every Day, I Find New Ways to Clear My Name in the Shura Field

I was so confused that when the two of them were together in the end, I thought it was a dream. Maybe it was Brother Xiu's dream in front of Zuo Chen's tombstone, or maybe it was the dream of his suicide. I couldn't believe that they were together. I was afraid that I would be stabbed again after I believed it. The reason why I didn't believe it was HE was that Zuo Chen was reborn in someone else in the ending, which made me think it was Brother Xiu's dream. I was afraid it was fake, and I didn't know what I was expressing.,,,,,,,,,,,

Um. . . . The ending is good. If you want to read it, you can finish it. You can also just read the last three chapters. But if you come here for sadomasochism, you only need to see the last world. Or is it the world before the horse fell off? I remember it seemed to be the world before the end of the world? The second world is the best, the hatred is reasonable, the misunderstanding is reasonable, the supporting characters are eye-catching, and the torture is very enjoyable. Alas, at 5:30 in the morning, if I smoked, I should have smoked a lot during that period in the real world.

How can I put it, after reading it in one sitting, I was so tortured that I was numbed QAQ... I used to only watch cookies. I changed and opened the door to a new world (

Pinch it!!!! One hundred and seventy chapters of abuse and 5 sweet chapters!!!!!!!!

Suddenly I thought of another ending. What would happen if Zuo Chen's soul really dissipated in the end? Song Xiu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The lights of the shopping mall opposite flickered and flickered across his face, illuminating a lonely look. Zuo Yi pushed open the office door. He looked at Song Xiu and wanted to speak but didn't know what to say. Song Xiu heard the sound of the door opening, turned around and saw Zuo Yi, and smiled, "Xiao Yi, you haven't left the company so late." "Brother Xiu," Zuo Yi stepped forward and paused, "Dad just called and asked us to go home and have a meal together. Do you want to go?" Song Xiu suddenly fell silent, and there seemed to be fireworks exploding outside the window. The flash of splendor left a mess all over the ground. "Xiao Yi, you know, today is special. I... Want to accompany him." Song Xiu's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone. Hearing this, Zuo Yi's eyes instantly turned red. He resisted the urge to cry and said hoarsely: "Okay, Brother Xiu, I understand. You have to take care of your body. People always have to look forward." People always have to look forward. Those things that are left behind are unbearable costs. So you need to tell yourself over and over again, look forward and never look back. Song Xiu felt his heart throbbing, but he just smiled and said to Zuo Yi, "I know, you go home first, Xiao Yi, and pay attention to safety on the road." Zuo Yi responded, turned around and walked out. The moment he closed the door, tears fell on his collar and soaked his white shirt. This is the fourth year after Zuo Chen's death. Today and yesterday are as empty as a mirror, flowers in the water, and the moon. The memories that had been sealed by the system gradually recovered over time. The faces of Gu Yang, Lu Chao, Zheng Xuan, Mu Fei... These people's faces appeared in front of Song Xiu one by one, and finally converged into Zuo Chen's face. Song Xiu saw Zuo Chen's lips moving, and he tried to imitate and said "I love you." Then everything dissipated, like dominoes falling, and love and hate, joy and pain, floated back into his heart. In the first year after Zuo Chen's death, Song Xiu frantically called System 666, but no one responded. The year after Zuo Chen's death, Song Xiu got Zuo Chen's diary. After reading all of it, he felt like his heart was cut by a knife, as if he had died once. In the third year after Zuo Chen's death, Song Xiu began to believe in religion and worship Buddha. He prayed to God to return Zuo Chen to him, even if he lived in a false world. Four years after Zuo Chen's death, Song Xiu stood in the office belonging to Zuo Chen. He thought of those humble words, hot hugs and tears of despair. Song Xiu sat on the ground, burying his face in his hands and crying quietly without making any sound. The painful branches wrapped around the heart in circles, running rampant in the depths of the blood vessels. Life was worse than death, nothing better than this. Three months ago, Master Guo of the Feng Shui family was about to leave seclusion. It was rumored that he was very good at reading hearts and changing lives, so Song Xiu put aside everything he was doing and went to wait early. In the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, Song Xiu stood in front of the Guo Mansion for five hours. Many people who also came here because of the reputation could not stand the weather and went down the mountain to come back another day. But Song Xiu still waited. In the wind and snow, he just wanted a glimmer of hope. The door of Guo Mansion opened, and a butler came to greet him. Song Xiu sat on a chair in the living room, his face was pale, and he looked at the master. Master Guo closed his eyes and calculated God's will. The hexagrams on the table lay quietly. "My child, God's will is inevitable. After trying the same fate spell so many times, you should have the answer." Master Guo sighed. Two souls can be tied together. The solemn oath in the church and the worship of husband and wife in front of the high hall are all promises of fate. The unusable Life-Spelling Spell and the fruitless Soul Thread summoning all told Song Xiu a cruel fact. Zuo Chen was really dead, so dead that not even a trace of his soul was left. There was never any pain transfer mechanism. There are never any system mission rewards. There has never been any real world that belongs to me in my dreams. Song Xiu vomited a mouthful of blood, and the familiar pain in his stomach swept through his body. He wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corners of his lips, stood up slowly while holding his abdomen, took a deep breath and said, "Thank you, Master, for clarifying the confusion. I understand." Master Guo watched him leave and suddenly said, "Young man, obsession will eventually harm others and yourself. Sometimes it is a kind of relief to try to let go." Song Xiu paused and said, "Master, I am willing." He never looked back. The memories stopped abruptly, Zuo Shen disappeared, and the system disappeared. If this is all a scam why wake up. All the lights in the long night had been extinguished. Song Xiu sat in that position all night. Suddenly, the skylight appeared in the distance. He raised his head and looked at it for a long time. Who can distinguish between truth and falsehood? Song Xiu wiped away the tears on his face and drove to the beach. Zuo Chen once fell here, and he also threw himself down heavily. In the complete silence, he looked at him, welcoming the reunion after a long absence. There was a wave of waves on the sea surface, and from then on, they were never separated.

I really felt my heart tremble after watching Every Small World Will Be Abused, but luckily he ended up, otherwise it would be really hard to calm down.

Okay, that's good. Promise me you won't do this in the other one, okay? I want to read the other one.

It's pretty good, but there are a lot of typos that affect the look and feel.

Ah, after reading it, sprinkle flowers

I love it, it made me cry