The magician in the city

Chapter 124 Monster Alliance

Chapter 120 Three

Du Zhengyi looked at Luo Qi and said calmly, "If he gets the love of his mother, then he will long for his mother's protection, and if he gets the protection of his mother, he will hope that his family will not be so poor. There is no money in the family, and he is affected by other people. He still has reasons to distort his eyes, and he still has a chance to be chosen by the devil to kill one day. So, Roach, you are not him."

Luo Qi looked at Du Zhengyi in astonishment. Du Zhengyi's eyes were deep, and he rarely noticed that Du Zheng would look into the depths when he saw people.Du Zhengyi seems to always be defiant, even now he has a trace of rational indifference, but he rarely opens his heart to others, Roach knows that it is a place of empathy and warmth .

He choked up a sob, and endured it again, as if looking at his own life-saving straw in the vast dark ocean.

Du Zhengyi continued, "After the first wave of longing is satisfied, the human heart will spread to the second wave, and there will never be a day of satisfaction. People who are not strong-willed can always find reasons for themselves. There are endless reasons in the world. Even without your parents, your willpower is not as soft as it looks on the outside. Even if you only rely on your own strength, you will still go on. No matter how many people say You are a monster, and you have to clearly know what you are. They also said that I am a monster, do you see that I care? The difference between us and monsters is only known in our own hearts. "

There was another uncontrollable choked sob, and Roach said vaguely, "I'd rather not have parents, just like you."

Du Zhengyi laughed out of nowhere, as if he thought the conversation was quite funny at this point, "Roch, I didn't just jump out of a rock, I also have parents."

Roach didn't speak, and wiped away his tears in shame.He wanted to swear that this was the first time he had cried since he was 15, but he felt that the words themselves were childishly like 12. "Do you miss them?"

"I..." Du Zhengyi hesitated for a while, "I can't remember. Before I was eight years old, I lived with my parents. I remember that my father was a very gentle person, a bit pedantic, and often taught I recite poems. My mother... Now that I think about it, she should be a lively and beautiful woman."

"Then they sent you to Qionglin?" Roach desperately wiped away the last tear, wanting to continue talking like this.

"My parents died of an epidemic, an infectious disease, or a plague? I don't know what it's called, or how to say it." Du Zhengyi lowered his head. Those past events that he had never said before, the feeling that came out of his mouth made him feel ashamed. He himself felt strange.He sometimes thinks he has forgotten, but in fact he also knows that these things have never been forgotten. "Pei Shu found me and took me away, so I survived."

Luo Qi stared blankly for a while, looked at Du Zhengyi, and unconsciously said, "I really appreciate Pei Shu."

Du Zhengyi smiled, with indescribable sadness on his face, "I don't know. They took me away and told me that if I stayed with my parents, I would be infected and die. But My only desire at that time was to be held in my mother's arms, even if I died with my mother. This idea is still in my heart until now, and it is still my regret."

Luo Qi looked at Du Zhengyi, just watched, but suddenly he burst into tears.Du Zhengyi was taken aback, and looked at Luo Qi in astonishment.

Luo Qi said inarticulately while crying, "Du Zhengyi, if I didn't know that you don't like physical contact, I would definitely hug you now."

Du Zhengyi was stunned, he couldn't laugh or cry, but gradually, the sadness and sorrow in his heart became more and more intense.He couldn't tell whether it was his own emotions, or the sadness of Roach, a senior telepath, was too strong, and the radiation catalyzed his emotions.But if Roach's sadness was too strong, it was also for him, and he still couldn't bear it.Who would cry aloud over a war machine?

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Du Zhengyi slammed open the corner door of the yard, "Mahjong, I have something to tell you, follow me to the front yard."

The doors of the main room were all open, half of the sunlight came in, and Guan Xinyue was setting rice bowls in the main room.

"Oh, that's great." Guan Xinyue threw the chopsticks back on the table, "I'm busy for nothing anyway."

Mahjong lazily stood up from behind the dining table and patted Guan Xinyue on the shoulder. "Girl, wait a moment."

"Where's Luo Qi?" Guan Xinyue frowned and looked at the empty doorway behind Du Zhengyi.

Du Zhengyi didn't answer, turned around and walked to the front yard.Mahjong silently followed him through the corridor in the yard that he had just renovated yesterday, entered the front hall, and turned along the path under the eaves to the next yard, where was the library building of the previous society.

The courtyard here is much more dignified than other places. There are several maple trees planted in the courtyard. Du Zhengyi stopped under a tree and turned to look at Ma Jiang.

Ma Jiang's face was displeased at first, and he still maintained the state when he quarreled with Du Zhengyi just now, but seeing Du Zhengyi's expression, his tense facial muscles gradually relaxed.He had never seen panic and sadness on Du Zhengyi's face. Du Zhengyi, a bastard, had always been arrogant and disdainful, so as long as he saw helplessness like this, it would really offset the anger that followed him.

He wanted to ask Du Zhengyi what was wrong, but wisely he didn't ask first.With his hands in his pockets, he looked at Du Zhengyi almost in a daze, fearing that something might happen and Du Zhengyi would snap back his mask again.

"Ma Jiang," Du Zhengyi said, and he stopped here again, as if a gust of spring wind through the house and the window had blown his IQ to a thread, and he seemed suddenly aphasic, not knowing what to say next.

"Huh...huh?" Ma Jiang felt that he should push him and give him a response, but God knows what to respond to him, so his "huh" finally used a different tone.Tone, expressing interrogative sentences.

"Ma Jiang," Du Zhengyi took a deep breath, as if he had finally regained his courage, "Can I live longer?"

"Do you still need to ask?" Ma Jiang sighed, thinking it was something, "Didn't I tell you times, doctor? I have to say a thousand more times every day. How long you can live depends on The number of times you use your abilities. Every time you gather strength, the walls in your mind become weaker, and you are actually not suitable to be a mage anymore. Only by being an ordinary person can you live longer."

"Longer, how long?" Du Zhengyi said, smiling wryly and shaking his head, "After all, it's not long. Doctor, is there any hope, even a glimmer of hope, that can solve the problem in my mind?" Du Zhengyi asked road.

Ma Jiang sized him up for a while before saying, "Among the living people in this world, the master who is best at healing damage to consciousness is Lorien."

Du Zhengyi's lips tightened.

"If anyone has any hope of overcoming this difficulty, it must be Lorian. The premise is that he is willing to go all out for your illness and concentrate on research, and he may make you last longer. If you can last longer, If Lorien is willing to work hard with me during this time, we can hopefully find a way to fix it. However, you really offended him because of his son."

(End of this chapter)