I killed my daughter-in-law

Chapter 18

Ao Bing fell into a dream, he knew clearly that he was in a dream, but he couldn't wake up.

He is not the master of this dream, but a bystander.Watch another Ao Bing's life.

Ao Bing does not have Nezha in his memory, and the only memory he has is the first meeting in Dragon Palace decades ago.But in the dream he watched, the stories of Ao Bing and Nezha were intertwined from the beginning.

Two souls separated from a chaotic pearl, one good and one evil, one good and one evil.It seems that they are destined to be opposite fates, but they have a different beginning.

When they first met by the East China Sea, no one thought that they would meet each other in the future.Fate played a big joke with them from the very beginning.

But it was also fate that they were born to be one.

Ao Bing looked at the two children in the dream who were holding hands and facing the thunder disaster together, and felt a tearing pain in his heart.

Obviously just watching from the sidelines, why is there such a big touch?Did these really happen?

Ao Bing questioned his heart.

It's just that the question has not yet been answered, and the screen changes again.This time, he watched Nezha lashing out at himself in the dream, and subconsciously fought back, only to find that his counterattack could not do any harm to Nezha in the dream.

He watched himself in the dream being pulled out by Nezha, watching himself fall miserably into the bottom of the sea, watching his father block the fate of the dragon clan and flood Chentangguan...

He wanted to stop it, but couldn't.Just because it was all a dream, he couldn't do anything.

Finally, when he saw Nezha dying in his hands, he smiled in relief at that moment, but he couldn't laugh anymore in a blink of an eye.He saw himself holding the withered lotus in his dream, tears streaming down his face, his eyes filled with sadness.

Ao Bing stared blankly at himself in the dream.

why are you crying?

This is what he owes you, isn't it?

……

"Ao Bing."

The picture dissipated little by little, and he was standing in front of a pond full of lotus flowers.Nezha's deep voice came from behind.

"Is that what you wanted to show me?"

"This is your memory, the part you forgot."

"Since I forgot it, it means I don't want it."

"you……"

Nezha looked at Ao Bing's calm eyes, and his breath became stagnant.Since when did those warm blue eyes become as cold as ice?

Was his Lingzhu lost by him in the end?

Nezha suddenly had a sour nose and moist eyes.

"Ao Bing, do you really don't want to remember me anymore?"

"I thought it wasn't a difficult thing to understand."

Yes, if you want to remember, why choose to forget?

Nezha raised his hand to cover his eyes, and after a long time, he laughed in a low voice, with a chill in his laughter.

Ao Bing's heart tightened.

"pity……"

"what?"

Nezha slowly lowered his arm, and Hun Tianling Wufeng automatically wrapped himself around Ao Bing: "Even if you forget me, I don't intend to let you go."

"What do you want to do?!" Ao Bing avoided Huntianling in panic, but found that the torn red belt was like brown sugar, and he chased him closely.

"If you forget it, forget it. It's not a good memory anyway. We can start a good memory again."

"I'm not interested at all!"

"Then how?" Nezha suddenly jumped up and blocked Ao Bing's escape route, and Hun Tianling successfully entangled Ao Bing.

Nezha hugged Ao Bing into his arms.

"Nezha! Let me go!"

"Let go? Impossible! Never possible! You can only be mine! Mine alone!"

"mine……"

"Little Lingzhu..."

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The author has something to say: I jio it, I can finish it, what about your jio?

Nezha: I can jio!

Ao Bing: I don’t think so!