Ye Shuo kept beating Meng Zhao until his nose was blue and swollen, and then chased him out to find Jin Siqi.

He could say such a bastard... If it weren't for his comrade-in-arms in the same group, he would really want to kill him!

The cakes left on the table were still shining with candles, but at this point, no one was in the mood to eat them anymore.

The night is deeper.

...

Ye Shuo searched all over Wu City and finally found Jin Siqi on the city tower.

In order to show that he had no malice, he first opened the soundproof barrier and then slowly walked forward.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Jin Siqi turned his head alertly and immediately screamed: "Don't come over! Let me be quiet alone!"

Ye Shuo sighed and had to stand there as he said, keeping a safe distance from her.

"Why..." Tears surged out in Jin Siqi's eyes again, "I thought he would be my redemption, I thought I finally found the love I wanted, who knows... it is another deeper nightmare!"

If she had known that it would be today, she would rather have never known this person.

It made her feel that she was not worthy of being loved, and then she would live her life with sorrow and pain. At least, don’t let her see hope first, and then brutally penetrate her into the abyss.

Flowers, cakes, heart-shaped candle circles... they are all just happened, why are they so long now, so long that it seems like they have been centuries apart?

After barely calming down her breath, she slowly raised her head and looked at Ye Shuo with a wry smile: "Meng Zhao, you should have told you everything about me, right? What do you think of me now? Do you think I'm dirty?"

Fortunately, tears had already blurred her gaze, so she would not have to see the emotions in Ye Shuo's eyes.

Inside, neither disgust nor pity were what she wanted.

Therefore, as soon as she shouted these words, she turned her head and leaned on the city wall, and cried heart-wrenchingly again.

"What's wrong with me... I didn't do anything wrong at all! Why didn't those who hurt me need to bear the consequences? Why didn't the mastermind in that year need to bear the consequences? Why did all the consequences be borne by me, the victim!!"

In addition to Meng Zhao's inability to forgive, what made her even more sad was that he insisted that he had deceived him.

Those are all their own scandals and sad things, so naturally they can't tell everyone. This time it was all because she really decided to be with him, hoping that there would be no more concealment between them, so she confessed to him. Who knew that this ending would be the result.

Is confessing a mistake? Can you have love by choosing to deceive?

Is kindness also a mistake? As long as you have a beautiful skin, can you still have love even if you are as bad as Jiang Caini?

Now, should she be glad that the two ended early so that she would not fall too deeply, or should she regret that she had never enjoyed a short period of sweetness?

"Meng Zhao is simply not a thing!" Ye Shuo finally couldn't listen and interrupted her angrily, "If a man really loves a woman, how could he mind her past! He tried to argue in every way, but he just didn't want to be responsible!"

"Of course it's easy to say this now!" Jin Siqi yelled back disdainfully, "I ask you, if it's your girlfriend, you know that she has been bullied by many men and she can no longer have children. Can you really continue to love her and take care of her for the rest of your life without any grudges?"

"Of course!" Ye Shuo shouted without hesitation, "If it were the girl I like, she would not dare to trust the world easily because she had been hurt, so I would give her a complete love! How could I dislike her? I felt sorry for her but it was too late!"

"What does it matter if you can have children? Children are the crystallization of love between two people. If they are combined just to pass on the family line, wouldn't that be quite sad?"

"The girl I like, as long as she is willing to marry me, she will give me the best gift! I will definitely cherish everything about her, including her incompleteness!"

"No one is perfect. If you love someone, only love her strengths but cannot accept her weaknesses, then it is not love, it is just selfish possessiveness!"

In this passage, Ye Shuo was talking about Qi Dingsha.

If it is Tingsha, no matter how unbearable she is, whether she is perfect or not, whether she is still thinking about her ex-boyfriend, as long as she is willing, her arms will always be her destination.

Just like he said, how could he dislike it and feel distressed too late?

When you love someone, you are willing to lose even yourself. Even if she has shortcomings, it is still part of your strengths in your eyes. Nothing else, just because that person is her, the girl you love the most!

Dingsha, Dingsha, she is the baby she loves in her heart; Dingsha, Dingsha, is she watching this live broadcast now?

As for the child, Ye Shuo really doesn't care much. After all, there is more than one girlfriend by his side. Nangong Fei and Yang Qingxin. If they just want children, I believe they will give birth to themselves. But Densha is different. She is her little princess, her goddess, and someone she just wants to take care of. If she really wants to give birth to children for herself and suffer, he still can't bear to bear it.

Although this passage was inspired by his feelings, it also inadvertently touched Jin Siqi's heart. She stared at him in shock and moved her face secretly.

She has always believed that her incompleteness is a shame. No man can accept such a "black history", but now Ye Shuo... he underestimated all this... and from his firm eyes, Jin Siqi could also see that what he was saying was the truth.

If there was a girl who could be loved by him, she would be very happy... That night, Jin Siqi had such an idea in his heart.

Ye Shuo, a man who had little interaction with her and had almost never paid attention to in the past, suddenly broke into her heart with a powerful posture...

That night, they blew the cold wind on the city tower all night.

...

There were also two people in the camp in Group A who had not been asleep for a long time.

In previous strategic plan, someone suggested that if both sides fight for strength head-on, they must form a combination of strong victory, strong victory, weak victory, weak victory, etc. In other words, no matter which level of strong opponent is on the other side, someone must be stronger than him. Only by suppressing the opponent in overall strength can you have the chance to achieve the final victory.

The original battle plan for others was already planned, leaving only Yan Junlin, the top general in Group B. Not only was he known as a genius, but he also defeated all the heroes in the previous assessment and achieved the second place. The only chance to beat him was Mo Gucheng.

However, Mo Gucheng insisted on not going to fight.

Although Yan Yueque, Ge Shu Chong and others were furious and were about to argue with him as they were talking, Mo Gucheng still refused to compromise.

In his opinion, this kind of fighting style is like a child's game, with no meaning of participation.

Everyone then discussed several methods, but they all failed because they could not restrain Yan Shilin. So Yan Yueque and others pointed their finger at Mo Gucheng again, accusing him of having no team consciousness and being arrogant and almost starting a fight during the dispute.

Feng Boliang is still trying to disagree and suggests that since Mo Gucheng doesn't want to fight, we can't force it. Without any strategy, it won't work if someone is missing. She won't sleep that night and will definitely come up with a tactic that best of both worlds.

However, with both sides having their own preparations, it is not easy to defeat the strong by tactics, so it was still impossible to design this plan until late at night.

Mo Gucheng looked at her from afar. Every time he practiced until late at night, he could always see that she was busy with the team until late at night. This time she was alone seemed to be their time.

So now, what are she thinking? Is she also disappointed with herself?

Mo Gucheng sighed quietly. If this was a real battlefield, perhaps he would have been a little serious. He just thought that everything was false, neither real life and death nor real racial opposition, and he felt that this was just a large online game and he had no interest in participating.

Seeing them crying for the victims and shouting that they were living and dying with the city, his heart was always unchanged, and he was simply ridiculing them to be too deeply involved in the play.

He will never do things that waste time and meaningless things. This is always his principle.

He can practice to this level at this age, probably from his "focus on his mind".

However, even if it was a game, what if it was playing with her... Mo Gucheng pondered for a moment, raised his gaze again, and looked at the figure at the end of the candlelight.

Being with her always makes him feel very comfortable. Even if he just says a few nonsense, he never feels like he is wasting time...

...

"Don't worry anymore." Just after Feng Boliang drew many tactical sketches, the map used as a template was suddenly pulled out.

"Just listen to you, I'll join the war."

"Hmm?" Feng Boliang held his chin lightly and looked at Mo Gucheng in front of him thoughtfully, "What made the genius suddenly become active?"

Mo Gucheng glanced at her faintly. Under the reflection of the candlelight, her pretty face became a little more beautiful, and even he was faintly moved.

If she worked too hard alone, adults would not notice me even more... So, there would be no harm in showing off in the end. Of course, he would never admit the reason that "I don't want her to work too hard alone".

Finally, he still looked arrogant and left with only one sentence:

"Next time you have any ideas, just tell me directly, maybe I will agree."

...

The final battle was extremely tragic.

This is the largest war of trial to date. It swept the remaining five cities, including all the remaining trialists.

The artillery fire broke out, the spiritual skills exploded one after another, and the life strips were cut in pieces, and virtual soldiers or trialists were killed at every moment. Here, even some well-known members died as cannon fodder, and they could not even get a redundant shot.

Including Meng Zhao, he also died in this large-scale battle. But at this time, not many people would care about it.

I finally managed to reach this point. If I let it go, I might be able to survive until the final podium debut. However, none of the people who are fighting hard now have such thoughts.

If you don't work hard to kill the enemy now, maybe your team will lose! Even if you can stay for the end, you will be like a deserter who is surviving.

I would rather die on my knees than live on my feet!

In the last moment, everyone's passion and fighting spirit were inspired. This was no longer a trial, no longer a game, this was a real war where they bet on their lives and dignity!

Even Mo Gucheng was infected by this atmosphere, and he began to understand why some people would devote themselves to war and find the so-called comrades here. In the past... he was too conservative.

When he also put all his own hands into the weapons in his hands, he seemed to have found another self here. When he stabbed the spear with full spiritual power and pierced Yan Fenglin's shoulders, he heard warm cheers in the splashing blood...

...

This trial ended with the victory of Group A.

When everything was over, colorful lights were cast on the sky, like a series of meteors that had broken through the sky. Each light enveloped a warrior. The warm holy light washed away the blood and hostility around them, and nourished their once exhausted spiritual power.

When everyone opened their eyes again, they were already in another different space.

Here is a large podium. Behind them, a giant screen stands, scrolling and playing classic trial scenes.

Behind the audience, a large number of reporters rushed up. They seemed to have been waiting for a long time. The microphones reached in front of the soldiers, and the flashing lights kept ringing.

"Let's get to know each other again." In the atmosphere of celebration, Yan Yueque seriously extended his hand to Rong Xiao.

"Yan Yueque."

This handshake means that he has abandoned the differences in status and secular rules to witness their friendship in front of the whole world.

Rong Xiao also held his hand and responded calmly.

"Rong Xiao."
To be continued...