Please draw your way of death

Chapter 98 Freeze Frame

"Ning Mianzhong, I can give you the resurrection card, but..." Behind the table, Mu Xiaoyun pushed a cup of tea over, with obvious embarrassment on his face, "I need to tell you something, the resurrection card can't save people who are already in reality. dead people."

The resurrection card was created for dungeons. He could revive people who died due to dungeons, but he couldn't break the rules of reality, using a super-physical method to regenerate dead people in reality.

In other words, he can break his own rules, but not the rules of reality.

All the rules of the dungeon are based on the premise that the rules of reality are not broken.

"Then what if it's before the death of a person in reality?" Ning Mianzhong looked calm on the outside, and could even calm down and think about problems, but what kind of torment he was suffering behind his back, I'm afraid only he knew.

He raised his eyes, anxious and serious in his eyes: "Before he dies in reality, will the resurrection card resurrect his dead state in the dungeon?"

If the death in reality is because the copy is already in a dead state, then before everything is irreversible, can the resurrection card be used in reality to restore the state of the copy to after resurrection?

"I can only say that I don't know." Mu Xiaoyun looked at him apologetically, with a helpless expression on his face, he took a card out of his pocket, put it on the table and pushed it to Ning Mianzhong who was opposite him, " Maybe you can try it."

Ning Mianzhong's gaze was firmly fixed on the black card. On the completely pitch-black ground, there were three dazzling big characters—resurrection card.

Before holding that card in his hand, Ning Mian had never thought that he would need this card.

Subconsciously, he still felt that Meng Qishu would not just leave him.

At least not so suddenly.

They should send out those invitations together, fight wits and courage against the dungeon together, get the unbinding card and get rid of the dungeon together, and then live together in peace for many years.

Maybe there will be an illness that will tear them apart, maybe there will be a disagreement that will take them away from each other briefly, or maybe it will go on like this until the end of time.

Instead of drawing a series of ellipses that end abruptly when the love is at its peak like now.

Empty, vacant ellipsis.

Meng Qishu...

Ning Mian finally held the card in her hand, silently said Meng Qishu's name for the first time in her heart.

Meng Qishu.

His lips moved slightly, and the last name was pressed against Ning Mianzhong's lips, with a slight bitterness: "Meng Qishu..."

After three silent recitations, the cards in his hand remained silent.

Ning Mian's final gaze fell on the card in his hand that hadn't changed at all, and his heart suddenly turned cold.

Mu Xiaoyun on the opposite side will witness the whole process, and really can't bear to tell the truth to the man in front of him.

If the function card does not move, it means that in this case, the function card is in an unusable state.

The person Ning Mian will eventually save is probably...

Mu Xiaoyun's gaze moved away from the teacup in his hand for a few minutes, and he saw the man on the opposite side staring blankly at the card in his hand, as if he couldn't accept this result.

He was not in a good mood either, and was about to say a few words of comfort to Ning Mian, when the other party suddenly stood up, turned around and was about to leave.

Mu Xiaoyun was startled, and immediately blurted out: "What are you going to do?"

Ning Mian's present appearance is really not a reassuring appearance.

Mu Xiaoyun was afraid that Ning Mian would not be able to think about it for a while and would act impulsively.

Ning Mian, who was halfway there, finally turned his head, his eyes were slightly red, but the words he spit out were very soft, as if his voice was a little higher, and something was about to shatter along with his voice: " Go back and be with him."

Meng Qishu failed to tell Ning Mianzhong in the end, maybe after this parting, they still have a chance to meet in the dungeon.

Ning Mianzhong had indeed guessed before that Omi Lande would attack Meng Qishu, but he never imagined that the ultimate purpose of Omi Lande's attack was to keep him.

The chances of Meng Qishu staying in the dungeon can be said to have soared linearly due to Omeland's mixing.

But the probability of the two meeting each other in the dungeon is very small.

The afternoon sun shone at the end of the bed, and Meng Qishu stared fixedly there in a daze, closing his eyes for a while and letting out a breath.

Meng Qishu didn't know how long time had passed, where Ning Mian was at last, and whether he had really found a way to restore the situation.

He Yingbai went down to get the documents, and Meng Qishu was left alone in the whole bedroom. In the quiet atmosphere, it is always easy to breed disturbing factors.

Meng Qishu turned his eyes to the window, and He Yingbai opened the curtain halfway, revealing the wide open window.

There was a gentle wind blowing from the window, shaking the curtains.

Maybe he should have asked He Yingbai to close the window before leaving.

Meng Qishu glanced at the vibrant vegetation outside the window, and said in his heart.

only……

He moved the wrists tied behind him.

The knot that Ning Mian finally tied seems to be a little loose, is it his illusion...

Downstairs, He Yingbai found the document on the table in the living room that he had thrown on it when he came in, but before he took the document and went upstairs, he heard a knock on the door from the direction of the door.

Could it be that Ning Mian finally came back?Isn't this too fast?

He Yingbai scratched his head, clamped the document under his arm, and turned to open the door.

When opening the door, because he was not familiar with the lock on the door, He Yingbai struggled for a long time before opening the door.

But there was nothing outside the door, except for an empty mineral water bottle rolling in the wind in front of the door, there was nothing.

It seems that the wind blew the bottle over and hit the door, which made the sound similar to knocking on the door.

He Yingbai picked up the bottle outside the door, intending to bring it into the house and throw it into the trash can, but before he closed the door, he heard a crisp sound from the side of the whole house.

It's like the sound of a window being pushed open and hitting the side wall with force.

He Ying was stunned for a moment, because the direction of the voice was the direction facing the window of Meng Qishu's bedroom.

The distance from the door to the second floor is obviously longer than the distance from here to the courtyard. He Yingbai only thought for a second before deciding to check what happened there from the courtyard.

But after he turned from the front of the room, when he looked up, he was shocked by the scene in front of him and turned pale.

"Meng Qishu!"

In the direction of the second floor, the window was opened to the maximum extent. Meng Qishu knelt on the edge of the window sill, grasping the outside of the window sill with one hand, and stretched the other half forward, as if he had just pushed something away.

His eyes were half down. Hearing He Yingbai's cry, he turned his head slightly to look over, but there was no color in his eyes.

It's like losing my mind.

On the wrist stretched in mid-air, there was still the ribbon that was used to bind himself just now, it was unpacked the gift box and placed on the bedroom table last time, and Ning Mian finally used it to tie his hands.

The ribbon was loosely wrapped around his wrist a few times, leaving a long section hanging down and hanging over the edge of the window sill, hiding the other end inside the room.

Meng Qishu frowned slightly, as if he was fighting fiercely with something.

He Yingbai just felt that his heart was going to his throat, he wanted to speak to persuade Meng Qishu, but when the words came to his mouth, it seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't speak.

At the end of his sight, He Yingbai saw that Meng Qishu by the window closed his eyes, pulled his wrist to his lips as if exhausting all his strength, and kissed him.

The palm propped on the edge of the window sill slipped, and as the grass blades swayed, the vibrant green was gradually dyed by a touch of bright red.

When the phone rang, Ning Mian had just walked out of the gate of "Jinghong". He held the phone in front of him, and when his eyes fell on the three big characters "He Yingbai" on the screen of the phone, he breathed shortly for some reason. .

He pressed the incoming call, and as soon as he got on the line, he heard He Yingbai's trembling voice with a crying voice coming from the phone.

"Ning... Brother Ning, something happened..."

Before Ning Mian had time to react to what he meant by the phrase "something went wrong", He Yingbai apologized endlessly to him as if terrified.

"I'm sorry, Brother Ning, I didn't like Meng Qishu...I shouldn't, I shouldn't have left that room..."

Ning Mian finally felt as if his head had been hit hard by something, and there was a buzzing in his brain cavity. He tilted his head, moved his lips closer to the phone, and his voice was so soft that there was only a trembling sound. Qi Yin, confirmed to He Yingbai: "You said... what happened to Meng Qishu?"

But He Yingbai was just sobbing, and couldn't even put together a complete sentence, as if he hadn't recovered from the shock of witnessing the death of an acquaintance.

Ning Mian finally heard him stumbling and saying a few meaningless words, and just when she was about to get annoyed, the person opposite finally managed to say something.

"The second floor... fell down and knocked my head against a stone... The doctor said, prepare for the funeral..."

It was as if a stick hit the back of the head directly, and dull pain surged from all limbs, and Ning Mianzhong's eyes were flooded, as if he could no longer hear what the person on the other side of the phone was saying.

It seems... from the villa to "Jinghong", something that has been supporting him to walk, suddenly dissipated.

"Ning Mian end... Ning Mian end!" The familiar voice approached from far away, Ning Mian closed his eyes for a while, and when he opened them again, his eyes gradually focused on Mu Xiaoyun, who followed him anxiously.

Seeing him come back to his senses, Mu Xiaoyun breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to let go of his hanging heart: "Are you really okay, do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

Ning Mian stared at him for a long time without saying a word, and when Mu Xiaoyun was a little embarrassed, she finally said a word.

"You said, people who died in reality..."

"How likely is it to be selected by the copy and given a second chance?"

The voice was very soft, with eagerness, as if trying to find a tiny bit of hope in a whole desert of despair.

The author says:

Remember to eat zongzi at the Dragon Boat Festival!

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