The male god of the wall: cute and black

Chapter 509 Life and death line (1)

"I'm sorry, ma'am, I can't refund it..." the cashier looked at her with contempt and said.

"I can't refund anything, I didn't eat it..." the woman pointed at the cashier and shouted angrily.

"It's true that I can't refund it." It was the first time the cashier saw such a difficult and shameless woman.

Zhou Jue left the coffee shop angrily, standing under a big tree, looking at the bleak moon in the sky, his heart was very cold.

He had had enough, had had enough.

He must have owed them a lot in his previous life, so he came to repay the debt in this life.

He felt himself at this moment, like a lone boat drifting with the waves in the river, and like duckweed floating with the waves in the sea.

Why is he still alive?Why do you still want to live in this world in a depressed way?
Why did he come to this world?He really didn't want to live anymore.

Not far away, a mother is holding her toddler daughter and is slowly practicing walking.

From time to time, the mother's worried voice came, "Be careful, there are stones on the ground..."

"Slow down, slow down..."

"Hey, look at your profuse sweat, mom wipe it off for you..."

"Thirsty? Would you like some water?"

"Are you hungry? Have some milk?"

He was so envious, so envious of such simple happiness.

A bitter smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

Turning around, it seems to hear the urgent sound of the horn——

A dazzling high-beam light came over, Zhou Jue closed his eyes reflexively, and then he seemed to hear a creak.

Then, someone yelled "I hit someone".

Before falling into a coma, he seemed to feel a pair of soft, warm hands touching himself.

Is this the mother's hand?

He seemed to hear her cry, "Zhou Jue, Zhou Jue, don't sleep, don't sleep..."

Are you going to die?He was so moved and satisfied to hear his mother's concern for him before the temporary.

Suddenly, all regrets aren't regrets anymore.

He shook her hand as if to say goodbye, and then fell powerlessly.

"Ah, Zhou Jue, woo woo woo..." Fanfan hugged Zhou Jue, who was covered in blood, and his whole body collapsed.

"Ambulance, hurry up and call an ambulance..." Fanfan shouted at the frightened truck driver.

"He may have..." The truck driver was a young man in his twenties, very thin, with a slightly bent back.

"Call an ambulance..." With blood on his hands, Fanfan took out his phone with trembling hands, and dialed 120.

"Hey, I have an emergency patient here, please hurry up and save him, he is dying... hurry up, please hurry up..." Fanfan was trembling as he spoke, and his other hand gently stroked him His eyebrows, his nose, his face.

"You won't die, you won't die, the doctor will come soon, come soon, Zhou Jue, you can't die, you must not die, I won't let you die, you bastard, how dare you die?" Try to die with me, even if I chase you to the underworld, I will pull you back, get up, get up..." Fanfan shouted excitedly, the cry was earth-shattering, and the people passing by were all moved tears.

Zhou Yanwen argued with the cafe for a long time, and finally refunded the money. As soon as she walked out of the cafe, she saw a roadside not far away, surrounded by many people, and there was a girl crying sadly.

Out of curiosity, she walked over.

Pushing aside the crowd, when she saw a familiar face dripping blood on the ground, her heartbeat stopped suddenly and her face turned pale.

　I was about to cry when I wrote it, and my nose was sore. At the beginning, I wanted to position Zhou Jue as the protagonist. Because everyone said that they don’t like watching abuse in the previous article, so he was set as the male second.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)