The Word of Doomsday Rebirth

Chapter 293 Confession?

Wu Zhi glanced at the distance, only a little over half a meter away.

"The clothes are dirty, I'm afraid they will get on you."

Cheng Ci glanced at the door, "Su Yihan, are you not afraid?"

Wu Zhi was taken aback, "What?"

It was rare for Cheng Ci not to respond to her, he grabbed her wrist and walked out the door, "Since it's almost over, there's no need to stay here any longer."

Wu Zhi grabbed his wrist, "Wait a minute, I want to see how it goes."

Cheng Ci lowered his head, looked at that delicate and fair hand, and what appeared in his mind was the scene of Su Yihan kneeling on one knee to wipe her hands.

If you love kneeling so much, you might as well just break a leg.

Wu Zhi saw him stop, but didn't respond, so she also stood and looked at 771.

Cheng Ci pinched the center of his brows irritably, and pulled her back, "How long will it take?"

"Is there anything else to do in half an hour? Then..."

"No."

Wu Zhi blinked, "Oh."

She looked down at Cheng Ci's hand holding her wrist. It was as white as jade, slender and well-defined as before.

Cheng Ci also lowered his head slightly, staring at her black and soft hair in a daze.

Two years is still too much to miss.

He should take his time, shouldn't he?
But he couldn't wait any longer.

In this moment of daze, Wu Zhi suddenly broke free from his hand and walked towards 771.

The moment his hand was pulled away, the darkness in Cheng Ci's eyes almost burst out.

He blinked hard, then slowly clenched his palms.

Wu Zhi did not discover these details.

771 seemed to say something just now.

Wu Zhi walked over and squatted down when she was one step away from 771, "What did you want to tell me just now?"

771 was extremely wronged by the burning pain on his body.

It looked at Wu Zhi's clean eyes, and there was no dislike or dislike for it, nor suspicion and calculation.

771 only thought briefly for two seconds, and finally said that sentence.

"The person I originally chose was you."

"Nangong Wuzhi, the host I originally chose...is you."

771 said this sentence extremely seriously, and looked at her eyes full of responsibility, as well as slight unwillingness.

Wu Zhi was startled, before she had time to ask, the body of 'Nangong Sixiao' dissipated like smoke, and in just three seconds, there was no trace left.

Choose her?
Wu Zhi squatted on the ground in a daze.

Why do you say that?
Wu Zhi frowned tightly, the thoughts in her head couldn't help surging.

What kind of existence is 771?
Seeing 771 disappearing like this, Cheng Ci couldn't hide his surprise in his eyes, and his heart felt heavy involuntarily.

With Nangong Sixiao having such an elusive helper to help her, the possibility of Wu Zhi catching her is even lower.

It has been a long time wasted, and no one knows whether Nangong Sixiao will resort to any means to hurt Wu Zhi.

The two fell into their own thoughts at the same time.

To break this atmosphere, it was because Wu Zhi's legs were numb from squatting and wanted to stand up, but she staggered accidentally, which brought both of them back to their senses in an instant.

Cheng Ci walked over to pick him up, not giving Wu Zhi the slightest chance to refuse.

"Is it uncomfortable if you squat for too long and your legs will go numb?"

Wu Zhi swallowed the words of refusal, subconsciously answered his question first, "It's okay, I..."

"Knead you for a while?"

Wu Zhi grabbed the hem of his shirt uncomfortably, "No need to say goodbye, I'll just do it myself, you..."

Cheng Ci suddenly lowered her head, her eyes seemed to be filled with starlight, Wu Zhi clearly saw her miniature in the starlight, she turned her head.

The warm breath hit the ears, making the sensitive ears turn crimson, and the hoarse voice was full of imperceptible confusion, "They are asleep, keep your voice down, Zhizhi."

"Ah, good, good."

Wu Zhi's sudden panic made her at a loss.

Nangong Wuzhi, ah, Nangong Wuzhi.

What are you panicking about!

It's not like I haven't heard Ci Ye's voice before!
Wu Zhi couldn't figure it out, she simply shrank her head, forcing herself to ignore all the discomfort.

Wu Zhi's room is right next to Cheng Ci, the two-step distance forced Cheng Ci to walk slowly for several minutes.

Wu Zhi couldn't help but want to leave by herself.

But with Cheng Ci's eyes, the words he wanted to say always automatically disappeared from his mouth.

Cheng Ci froze as soon as he entered the room.

It's not the first time he entered Wu Zhi's room. He entered her room countless times two years ago. At that time, the style of the room was also soft, and it could be seen where Wu Zhi had lived.

But in the current room, there are only three colors of cold, black, white and gray, and even the furniture that is taken out is the same style. There are no books that Wu Zhi likes to read on the table. The places are the same as the rooms arranged at the base at the beginning.

Cheng Ci raised his eyebrows.

"Zhizhi's room doesn't seem to have changed much, don't you like it here?"

He put Wu Zhi beside the bed, and Wu Zhi quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, I just feel that I won't be able to stay for long, and I will leave sooner or later, so I don't need to waste too much thought."

The original plan was to leave Beiming base here with Su Yihan after Yang Yayin was resolved, and the thinking had always been like this, so naturally he didn't want to change too much.

Beiming Base has people who are responsible for restoring the rooms. After a room is rented out or the owner dies, the right to use the room will be taken back by the base, and then it will be cleaned and waited for a new owner.

Cheng Ci nodded, but was blocked by Wu Zhi just as he was about to squat down.

Wu Zhi pursed her lips and smiled, "Master Ci, no need, it's late now, you should go back and rest quickly."

Cheng Ci gently tousled her hair, his eyes were deep, and after a while, he lowered his eyes, as if he had made up his mind.

"Wu Zhi."

Wu Zhi raised her head, "Huh?"

Cheng Ci's voice seemed a little heavy, which made Wu Zhi unconsciously tense up.

Cheng Ci looked at the slightly upturned little face with puzzled eyes, and clearly heard the "bang" "bang" "bang" heartbeat in his chest.

He pursed his lips and shook his palm slightly.

"I……"

"Ciye! I guessed you were here!"

Ji Ji's voice suddenly sounded, Wu Zhi's eyes crossed the process to look at Ji Ji, and smiled sweetly.

The season suddenly became elated.

But who doesn't want to see his sister smile softly at him?
oooooooo!
His sister is so sweet! !
Cheng Ci, "..."

He turned around slowly, looking at Ji Ji's eyes as if mixed with frost, almost congealed into substance.

Cheng Ci pressed his knuckles and made a "click" sound.

The tone was a bit gloomy, but there was a gentle smile on his face, "It's best for you, if you really have something I must say, otherwise...huh?"

Ji Ji was taken aback, swallowed his saliva, and withdrew towards the door, "Ci, Xie Ye, it was Duan Xiaoer who asked me to come to you, I don't know anything."

Cheng Ci gritted his teeth bitterly.

After a while, he let out another breath.

Forget it, maybe the timing was wrong.

Ji Ji hid behind the door and winked at Wu Zhi, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

Wu Zhi poked her head out behind Cheng Ci, watching him winking, she couldn't help but curl her mouth.

Cheng Ci saw this heart-stopping scene as soon as he turned his head, and couldn't help sighing.

"Go back first, I'll be there in a while."

Ji Ji was obedient, waved at Wu Zhi, and then ran upstairs.

The smile on Wu Zhi's mouth has not been suppressed yet, when she looks at Cheng Ci, her eyes are full of smiles, and she looks more and more cute.

(End of this chapter)