[Comprehensive] It's just time travel

Chapter 109 6-11



Chapter 109 6-11

"What's the point of living?" When asked this question suddenly, Gu Rongshao looked a little surprised, "This is not like a question you would ask, Qing Ge."

"Just curious." Xie Qingge's voice was light, and his eyes fell on the man lying on the hospital bed, "For brother, what is life?"

"For me, living is meaningless!" Gu Rongshao narrowed his eyes slightly, "I live because there are still many things I want to do. If one day I feel that there is nothing I want to do, maybe I will choose die."

"What a strange answer." Xie Qingge's voice didn't fluctuate, saying it was strange, and the expression on his face didn't change at all.

"However, why did Qing Ge suddenly ask this?" Gu Rongshao looked at his cousin, "Did something happen?"

"In my case, no." But the guy lying on the bed did.

If Yu Ling's mind is really controlled, that person's plan will come to naught... However, if Yu Ling is so incompetent that his mind will be controlled, it is not a good choice for that person to cooperate with him.

"If he doesn't wake up soon, something bad may happen." Xie Qingge said.

"What do you mean?" Gu Rongshao frowned, "Qing Ge, if you attack him..."

Although he was misunderstood, Xie Qingge had no intention of explaining.It's okay to misunderstand, it's too troublesome to explain to my brother who doesn't know anything.

"What will happen?" He asked, looking at Gu Rongshao expressionlessly, his eyelashes trembling.

"..."

Gu Rongshao said in his heart that I really don't want the two of you to confront each other, because you two are the only people I care about besides my parents, but it's useless even if I tell Qing Ge about it, right?Qing Ge was never a child who would be considerate of others.

Therefore, Gu Rongshao's face turned cold, and he said in a blunt tone: "If I attack him, I will not let you go."

To deal with Qing Ge, intimidation and threats are more useful... Well, it should be.

"Don't worry, brother, I won't do anything." Xie Qingge turned his face away, unable to tell if he was disappointed by Gu Rongshao's answer, "However, brother is really kind to him."

Too good to be jealous.

Obviously it doesn't matter.

friend?Is that kind of thing really reliable?Just kidding.

Xie Qingge stood up and took one last look at Yu Ling before leaving.

Even though his face was a little pale due to excessive blood loss, he still looked as handsome and attractive as ever. This kind of handsomeness was different from his brother, and of course it was also different from him.

It is a kind of gentle beauty that can make people feel good at a glance.

"It's a pity." With an inaudible sigh, Xie Qingge left the ward, and only he could hear the rest of the words, "After this incident, I will never see a gentle look again."

.. ......

Titanic.

Yu Ling sat on the deck, motionless.He seemed to be wandering, because his eyes didn't look in one place.

Even, except for blinking from time to time, he never even moved his eyes.

It looks kind of weird--

The first-class passengers passing by whispered about Mr. Hockley's abnormal situation and made many speculations about it.

"Maybe it's because Miss Bucket..." said a lady to her companion. "You know what? I heard that Miss Buckett was seen following Mr. Dawson to the lower class yesterday."

"Lower class? Oh, my God..." came the surprised voice of the female companion, she covered her mouth with her hand to prevent herself from losing her composure in public, "and that...Mr. Dawson, he who is it?"

"He is a passenger in the lower class cabin. He saved Miss Bucket who almost fell into the sea the night before, so Mr. Hockley invited him to have dinner in the first class cabin." Said another lady who knew about it, " He's a good-looking young man, but he has an air of inferiority about him."

This lady obviously doesn't have a good feeling for Jack. She didn't sit at the same table with Jack last night for dinner, she just saw it from a distance.

"Oh..." The other ladies covered their lips one after another, showing disapproval on their faces, "Miss Bucket is really... I heard that she and Mr. out……"

Yu Ling didn't hear their discussion.

Something was wrong with him right now, his brain was running more than twice as slow as usual.

About...only one-tenth of normal, he guessed?

"It's so pitiful." Yu Ling finally moved, he propped his chin, and said in a low voice, "It's so pitiful."

It's really pitiful for me with such a chaotic brain.

For a few moments, Yu Ling almost thought that he was going to split into two personalities like Akashi Seijuro—but in fact, his reason clearly understood that the reason for his current situation was probably related to Mo relation.

That kind of brutal force that seemed to turn his thinking and personality around couldn't have happened naturally, could it?

It took most of his strength just to resist the voice that didn't exist in his ear, how much of it was because of being annoyed, he didn't know very well.But this kind of behavior is too disgusting. It is not enough to control the behavior. Do we also need to control the thoughts?

what……

so annoying.

If he really gave up resisting and let Mo control himself, would he not be himself?

The Yu Ling that exists now will completely disappear, right?

Not to mention, even if it doesn't disappear, it will disappear in the end.I am used to committing suicide because of the boring life day after day. How long can I stay if I end the time travel and return to the original world?

"Is it intentional, or is it unintentional, this kind..." Yu Ling murmured, he really didn't have much energy to think at this time, after all, he had to resist the bewitching words in his ears on the one hand, and on the other hand he had to hide it. Hold your own mind, "Do you destroy what you don't need?"

He always felt that there might be a deeper purpose hidden behind Mo's behavior, such as letting him self-destruct after the time travel, and then there would be no troubles, and he didn't have to worry about what would happen when he returned to the original world after gaining great power. The thing is - according to Xie Qingge's theory of causality, what he did should also involve Mo in something, right?

No, no, it seems that you can't say that. If Mo really cared about cause and effect, he shouldn't have treated him like this in the first place, right?This kind of behavior doesn't seem to worry about the imbalance of cause and effect at all...

Ah, so annoying.

Why is it always like this, can't everyone have fun together?

Yu Ling, who developed a childish temper when his thinking was dull, lay on the table, puffed up his face unhappily, and poked the wood grain on the small round table with his fingertips.

Now, the passing passengers became even more curious about Mr. Hockley who lost his composure.

"Oh, look!" At this moment, an exclamation came from not far away, and a gentleman who was standing in front of the railing and looking into the distance saw what happened on the bottom deck, "Is that Miss Bucket? ?”

"Which which?"

Who said that these self-proclaimed nobles don't gossip?Of course they won't admit this, but it can be seen that these high-class nobles are very interested in other people's outrageous behavior, which provides them with a lot of talk, and many noble ladies rely on These conversations pass the time.

"The one standing on the railing, the one hugging a young man in the lower class!"

A passenger pointed to Jack and Rose.

"Oh, that's Miss Bucket!" Someone recognized Rose, and his eyes widened in disbelief, "Oh my god, Miss Buckett... I thought the Bucket family was well-bred, who Know……"

This is that...a particularly classic scene, right?

Yu Ling frowned, and it took him a long time to pull this scene out of his memory.The scene of Jack and Rose standing on the bow, full of affection for each other is so classic that many subsequent programs will talk about it.

What a happy person.

Yu Ling, who was being bothered by the annoying voice in his ear, thought sullenly, how happy he is to be able to fall in love freely.

Speaking of it, it seems that he and Akashi Seijuro have never been like this?

"Tsk, I'm a little regretful." Yu Ling squinted his eyes and continued to poke at the wood grain on the table, "I spent too much time playing flirty games with Xiao Chi, and I didn't do much after that, ah..."

Originally thought that there was still a long time to come slowly, but who would have thought that such a thing would happen, and it disappeared all of a sudden.

but……

"Maybe there is still a chance..." Thinking of Xie Qingge's exchange request, Yu Ling felt that he didn't seem to have studied the pen well. If it was a pen that was responsive to requests, other things might not be possible except for a certain item written down. Can it be done?

If it works...

Will you want to find Xiao Chi?

He asked himself in his heart.

In order to find Akashi Seijuro, is it worth spending so much effort to gamble on a result that may succeed or fail?Or--

Is my obsession with Akashi Seijuro because of Akashi Seijuro himself, or because it is "an existence that is suddenly lost before getting tired"?

Yu Ling felt that he needed to think about this issue carefully. Although the most important thing right now was to get out of Mo's control, he couldn't help but care about it.

Suddenly thinking of Mo, Yu Ling suddenly realized that his thinking speed seemed to have picked up, and the voice in his ears gradually decreased, becoming more erratic.Still annoying, of course, but much quieter than before.

"So, is this because of thinking about Xiao Chi, or because of throwing Mo aside?" Yu Ling rubbed the space between his brows, "Forget it, don't think about it, you will get old before you think about it. , let alone when the brain is dull..."

He didn't want to be a wrinkled old man, no.

The author has something to say:

This afternoon, I read the rough outline of Mr. Lu Yu and the team leader...

Then I found that sweets play is too shameful to write [cover face]


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