It was pitch black, and she gradually seemed to have a feeling.
She slowly opened her eyes.
Hearing the slightly chaotic "beep" sound next to him, the blur in front of his eyes gradually became clear.
"Cheng, you finally woke up."
Sneijder's voice was in front of him.
He grabbed one of her hands and said excitedly: "You scared everyone."
Then a group of people gathered around him, including Albert.
Looking at the stubble on his face and the tired look on his face, he must have not slept all night.
Looking at the sunshine outside the window, it should be around ten o'clock.
"What's wrong with me?"
The voice sounded so soft, and I never fainted for no reason.
Then she realized something. . .
They were running out of time, and she was the first warning.
Albert walked to the other side of her hospital bed, squatted down and held her other hand: "Don't worry, I will find a way."
She felt weak all over her body and knew that the situation was over.
She closed her eyes and said, "No need.
Living is tiring.
It's better to die."
He reluctantly opened his eyes again and looked at his teammates around him: "I'm sorry, I couldn't go out together."
"This is nothing.
After death, the worst possible thing is to become an angel.
This is the civil servant job in heaven that many people dream of.
You will always have teammates by your side.
When you are bored, you can go do something together.
If you make a mistake and be punished, you will be punished together. , How good."
Reger spoke fluently when Albert was the only outsider.
But even if the news got out at this time, it would make her feel better before she died.
The existence of heaven is to comfort people who are dying.
Once there, they can enjoy eternal life.
But they don’t know that eternal life is also a terrible thing.
"Yes."
She smiled and closed her eyes, feeling so tired.
I am indeed tired, having experienced so much.
How could I not be tired?
I could no longer go on, my nerves suddenly relaxed, and I felt relieved.
In the next two days, she slept more and more, always feeling that there was not enough.
Sometimes Sneijder would feed her food, and she would fall asleep if she could hold it in her mouth.
When Sneijder saw her falling asleep, he quickly took the food out of her mouth for fear that it would enter her trachea.
That's really going to end.
The teammates and Albert have been discussing what to do, but there is always no solution.
Emilia had already left under the general's arrangement.
As far as they were concerned, they could just insist that the child would not be Julian in the future.
Just wait until these people die one by one.
Call it whatever you want.
Albert also tried asking the doctor to inject the best drugs and globulin, but one injection had no effect, and the doctor couldn't tell the reason.
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He could only say that it was a special kind of narcolepsy.
The heart beats slower and slower, from eighty beats per minute to fifty beats, and is still decreasing.
I am getting more and more tired.
The next time I close my eyes, I wonder if I will already be in heaven when I open them.
And in this world.
The body will not exist, it will simply disappear.
Opened his eyes again.
It was night, Sneijder fell asleep on the small bed next to him, and other teammates were not there, so he must have thought of a solution.
There was someone beside the bed, holding her hand, putting it next to her face and lowering her head.
"Albert, is that you?"
she asked, so tired that she struggled to speak.
The tall man sitting next to the hospital bed raised his head, and it turned out to be Albert.
Albert's eyes were red, and he didn't know whether it was because he was sad for her just now or because he had been red for the past few days.
With a bit of joy: "You're awake, do you want to eat, are you thirsty?"
She was neither thirsty nor hungry.
In the past two days, Sneijder kept feeding her whenever he saw her awake.
Everything is the best, cheesecake, cheesecake, bisque, all soft foods that are high in energy but don't require any effort to chew.
Sneijder really worked hard, otherwise he would not be sleeping so deeply now.
Look at Albert.
It was already midnight, and all the headlights in the ward were turned off, except for a small night light of about one or two watts that was still on.
In the dim light, Albert's face was also hazy, and the wrinkles on it could not be seen at all.
Only the outline of his handsome facial features could be seen.
At this time, he gave people the illusion that he was not nearly eighty. , as if he has returned to the past, when he was in his prime and high-spirited. . .
She smiled and looked at Albert: "I'm glad to see you again.
I thought I wouldn't see you again.
It's great."
"Me, me too."
Albert's voice was actually choked.
She knew this, and she knew from the first moment she saw Albert that this man had been waiting for him all his life.
He couldn't help but move his fingers, feeling that the aged skin on Albert's face was no longer as smooth as before.
Time is really cruel, Albert is old, and she is still so young, which is why they will never be together.
He murmured softly with a smile: "Don't be sad.
I have been dead for a long time.
It is enough to live until now.
It is enough.
You must continue well and live to be more than a hundred years old.
I will watch you in the sky." ."
I talked a lot this time, probably more than all the words in the past two days combined.
After taking a weak breath through my mouth, I fell asleep again.
But there was no pain or resentment in my heart, I was very calm and calm.
Death is actually not that scary.
When real death comes, all instinctive fears will go away.
But if there is a chance to be reborn after death, everyone will cherish life more and appear indifferent to the competition for fame and wealth in the world.
In fact, it's not bad to die like this, in a daze.
At this time, she was a little grateful to the group of birdmen in heaven for not letting her die in too much pain.
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It would be really tragic and terrifying if she aged or had problems with any of her organs, suffered from excruciating pain, vomited blood, or even died from a headshot.
Just sleep like this, waiting for death to come. . .
I woke up again, this time all the sleepiness was gone.
She sat up and was in a bright light, with white clouds under her body, above her head, and around her.
And the teammates are all around. . .
She asked tentatively: "Are we all dead, or is the mission accomplished?"
The teammates didn't have any smiles or expressions.
Could it be that they were all dead?
She looked at her teammates blankly, waiting for an answer.
Rudolph calmly replied: "Mission accomplished."
It turns out that the task was completed and this level passed.
Yes she asked: "How is it done?"
Rudolph replied: "It happened that there was a madman, and we solved it."
That's good, she breathed a sigh of relief.
But a red light suddenly lit up around Rudolph.
As red as the lava in purgatory. . .
Everyone looked at the red fire in surprise, but Rudolph didn't feel the heat, he was just surprised.
"No, no."
The angels were also there.
Raphael closed his eyes, shook his fingers, and said: "You can't lie in heaven.
You can joke.
But you can't lie.
If you continue to lie, you will feel pain." ” She looked at her teammates in shock and anger: "You are lying to me, what is going on?"
"Oh!"
Regel waved his hand: "The mission is accomplished.
What else can we do?
Anyway, we have passed this level."
"How did you get through?"
She asked in a questioning tone: "Sneed, tell me what happened."
Under her gaze.
Sneijder was silent.
What makes him prefer to remain silent?
Don’t say yes?
If you don't say anything, she can watch. . .
Stretch out your hand and try to recreate the scene in the space in front of you. . .
There was a scene, like a mirage or a flower in the mirror, a blurry scene appeared in front of him, as if someone was still talking. . .
She concentrated, trying to make everything clear.
After being overjoyed, I immediately became discouraged.
The images and sounds were still blurry.
It's hard to tell.
"After all, we are mortals and cannot control time."
Midalon, the lightbulb head, said gently: "But being able to do this is beyond the normal range."
Is that all?
How long do you want to hide the truth from her?
Suddenly, the smoky scene in front suddenly became clear.
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Sariel slowly lowered his hand, not shying away from the fact that it was him who did it.
Anyway, everyone could see that it was his hand that clicked on the screen.
Michael, who had been silent until now, spoke up: "Sariye, since when have you been willing to help others?"
Sariel closed his eyes expressionlessly and said coolly: "Since I am in charge of this level, I should let the undead know what happened."
The picture gradually became clearer and even enlarged, making people feel as if they had traveled through time and returned to the time period shortly before the mission was completed.
This is a room filled with many high-precision electronic instruments.
Albert stood in front of a computer, placed his hand gesture above the computer, and ordered: "Shoot immediately, immediately."
Gordon's voice came: "Maybe there are other ways..."
"There is no other way."
Albert's hands never left the computer desktop, his eyes were red and his body was shaking slightly, but he seemed more and more humane: "Cheng is dying, I can't watch her die.
If I’m going to die, then I’ll die.
I’m old and have lived a good life.”
It turned out to be like this, a huge wave surged in her heart, and she stretched out her hand to Albert, but his body was like smoke, and her hand passed over his still tall body.
Although Albert's eyes were red and the circles under his eyes were dark from not having a good rest, he must have carefully packed himself before coming here.
He put on the uniform and hat from when he was a general.
His figure can make many people not exercise for a long time.
The man who gained weight in his twenties is ashamed.
He ordered in a tone that he could not disobey: "As long as I press my hand, all the nuclear bombs will be launched.
The nuclear bombs will be aimed at the major cities in all countries.
Then it will be the end of the world.
Shoot me immediately before I do it." " This world is about to undergo a devastating change, and we must kill the people who caused it before it happens. . .
If Albert really does this, then he is the target, and he is exchanging his life for hers.
"Father, don't do this, please."
The general's voice was pleading.
He had never heard the general use such a tone before: "I will think of a way, I will definitely be able to do it."
"But Cheng can't wait any longer."
Albert took a deep breath, looked around with some suspense, and then laughed: "I didn't expect that when I got old, I would become a terrorist who destroyed the world."
Then he looked straight ahead: "Give me this grandson well.
You should know how to do the next thing.
I have already written the will and put it on the cabinet in the living room of my room, pressed with your photo."
The general's voice was choked with sobs: "Yes, father...
General."
Albert smiled happily, and then turned his gaze slightly to the side.
His dark blue eyes were deep and beautiful.
Looking into his eyes, you would forget his age, as if he was back to his youth again: "How long can you hide it?
Shi told Qianxun that I lived a good life and hoped to see him again after death. " "Okay."
Sneijder responded softly.
"Shoot!"
Albert was ready.
At this time, he could still face death with self-deprecating jokes: "I can't be worse than my grandson.
Shoot immediately, otherwise I will really press it.
If you don't believe it, I will Fire half of the nuclear bombs first, then the other half.
Before I kill tens of millions of people and destroy the earth, shoot.
I'll count to three."
Albert counted with determination and toughness.
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He was a man who could do anything.
There was no doubt that if he didn't shoot, he would shoot.
Before "three" was spoken, there was a "beep" sound.
"No" Cheng Qianxun shouted, watching all this with trembling eyes.
There was immediately a smoking hole in Albert's chest.
He looked down at his chest: "Very good, very..." and fell to the side.
General "Father" ran up quickly, hugged Albert's body, and let him lie down little by little.
This was the first time I saw a general crying.
Even when he was a baby and Rudolf blew his beard and glared at him, he still smiled.
"Why does it hurt?
You can't just hit me on the head."
Albert frowned and took a deep breath.
The high temperature generated by the laser can stop the bleeding at the penetrated area.
Although there will be less blood and flesh flying around, it will make the injured person die much slower.
Now we are not racing against time to rescue, but we are hoping to die quickly, the sooner the better.
Albert's breathing continued to worsen: "Well, at least I don't have to ask a mortician to repair the hole in my head.
How long do I have to die?"
The general knelt on the ground, hugged Albert's head, and cried like a child: "Soon, soon, father, you will be fine soon."
"That's good... don't waste this time."
Albert looked sideways, this was already his last request: "Sneed, take good care of Qianxun, otherwise I won't be able to spare you."
Sneijder replied softly, which was considered comforting: "Don't worry, that guy named Julian will take Qianxun away from me for a while."
Albert suddenly laughed: "Yes, yes, this guy named Julian and I are really similar..."
In the eyes he opened, the light disappeared little by little, and the smile on his face solidified.
The general cried bitterly and closed Albert's eyes with his hands. . .
All scenes slowly disappear.
So she and her teammates returned to the heaven again.
The mission was completed, and it was Albert who paid for it with his life. . .
She collapsed on the ground, almost dying of heartache, and almost stopped breathing.
But here, you cannot die, this is the paradise of eternal life.
"Who fired the shot..."
She murmured feebly, then stared at her teammates with blood-red eyes, and yelled like crazy: "Who, who is it?"
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