hsntnovel Chapter 120 120. She 25
Chapter 120 120. She 25
Chapter 120 120. She 25
The time they met was too short, so short that he only needed to look back, and he would be forgotten by himself.
He was so insignificant in his own long years.
"Okay." Ming Zhou hugged Mina horizontally, she hugged his neck quietly, clasping the back of his head with one hand.
Mina straightened her upper body slightly, and found the lips she had been missing for a long time.
The two of them exchanged their breaths in the rich fragrance.
When he was about to leave the living room, Ming Zhou bent down on the ground to pick up the rubber band that Mina left behind. In the corner of the coffee table, the glass reflected the light of the living room, which was so clear in his eyes.
Mingzhou chuckled, pretending nothing happened, and took Mina back to the room.
The lingering ambiguity and warmth are intertwined, and finally only the indescribable tactile feeling remains.
Mingzhou felt that he must be crazy now, otherwise how could he let her manipulate him like this.
From the mighty sound of water in the bathroom to the distant place to the soft bedside, a drop of damp fell.
Ming Zhou's hands wrapped around Mina's waist, encircling her in his arms.
Mina painted his eyebrows and eyes, and stretched out her hands to cover Ming Zhou's eyes.
His eyes fell into pitch darkness, and he could only hear the shallow breathing of the person in his arms, and the delicate skin under his hands.
After losing vision, other senses of a person will be infinitely magnified. Ming Zhou smelled the breath from Mina, mixed with the smell of cheap tobacco.
He had told her many times about quitting smoking, but she never listened.
Later he found out that neither of them could actually wait for the day when the aftereffects of smoking addiction would be brought about, so he stopped stopping her.
It's just that the servants at No. 10 Liming Street were all told by him not to bring back cigarettes and alcohol for her. She can always take out many things out of thin air, such as her cat, such as her cigarettes and alcohol.
If Ming Zhou had never seen her in the Central Research Institute, he reasonably suspected that she was also from there, but was sent by Avril to his side.
Even if she is not Avril's person, she is doing the same thing as Avril.
It's just that Mingzhou doesn't know why she has delayed for so long, they have too much time to spend together.
Her behavior can't always be described by common sense.
Mingzhou has long been used to it, and if he doesn't go into it, she doesn't take the initiative to speak up.
So they hugged and fell asleep, Mingzhou felt the cold and sticky feeling from behind, this feeling was a bit familiar, like what he had experienced before, and he was completely wrapped in it.
Mina leaned on his shoulder and slept with him, listening to his pulse.
She likes this feeling of vitality, and what she embraces is a life that is warm and can breathe, and has blood that circulates slowly in the body.
Mina has seen many beings, but not many have body temperature like him.
Most species are as cold as her, and she is only a living being at this moment.
Minafu caressed Ming Zhou's eyebrows, and placed a soft kiss on his forehead.
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"You didn't go to the parliament recently." Mina was holding a freshly printed newspaper in his hand, and the strong smell of ink could be smelled without getting close.
In this era, newspapers have long been eliminated, and only a few newspaper offices with the Union Government standing behind them are still strong in order to control public opinion.
"Isn't it okay to be here with you?"
The temperature of the air conditioner in the room was a bit low, Ming Zhou's face was as pale as hers, and he was sitting in a wheelchair wearing a thick cloak in this summer time.
Mina turned on the projection in the room, and the news of Avril Lavigne's tour of the capital was being played on it.
During this year, the number of times Ming Zhou appeared on the TV news gradually decreased, and Avril Lavigne took his place in the hearts of the masses little by little.
Everything happened subtly, except for the congressmen, the public did not notice.
"Ahem——" Mingzhou pulled out a tissue on the coffee table, covered his mouth and coughed twice.
He didn't open the paper towel, and threw the paper ball directly into the trash can.
Minai ignored the blood on the ball of paper and asked him, "What kind of funeral do you want?"
"Will you accompany me?" Ming Zhou held her hand, and the palms of both of them were similarly cold.
He was obviously a warm little sun two years ago.
It's just that after such a short period of time, the role swap happened so quickly.
Mina tilted her head and leaned on Ming Zhou's shoulder, playing with his fingers: "Yes."
"I don't want you to accompany me." Ming Zhou raised his hand to stroke Mina's hair, such a weak hand couldn't even mess her hair.
"Ok?"
Mina didn't speak, but just let out a syllable from her throat.
"Live well."
Minai was in a daze for a moment, he had told himself many times to "live well".
It's obviously not the same person, how could it become like this.
Did he realize that it was he and not her who was about to die.
"Are you a love brain, Ming Zhou?"
"I……"
Before Ming Zhou had time to refute Mina, Mina's communication rang.
"How is Ming Zhou?" Avril Lavigne's lazy voice reached Mina's ears.
Ming Zhou signaled Mina to give him the communication with his eyes: "I'm fine, don't bother Her Majesty the Empress."
Avril's voice faltered suddenly.
"I wish you all good luck." She originally wanted to ask Mina about Ming Zhou's situation, but now it seems unnecessary.
Mingzhou looked at Avril Lavigne who was gradually maturing on the projection, and couldn't help showing a smile.
If that's what she wants, there's nothing wrong with that.
"Come here." Ming Zhou signaled Mina to walk in front of him.
He stroked Mina's cheek, and met her moist eyes: "Have I never asked you a question?"
Mingzhou felt as if he had never asked her about her.
The person on the information is totally different from the person in front of me, who can tell whether it is the same person or not.
"Yeah." Minai squatted down in front of him, leaning on his lap.
"Where's your cat?" Ming Zhou looked around and asked him.
Mina: "I don't know, go and play by yourself."
Mingzhou didn't make any fuss, and smoothed out the long hair on his knees.
"Did I ask your name?"
Mina shook his head, he only asked how he should address her, but not her name.
"I don't have a name."
This body has no name. From birth to growth, no one has ever given her a name. She is just "she" in others' mouths.
A person who can't even leave traces in ordinary people without history.
"I'm not talking about you, I want to know your name."
Mingzhou doesn't want to know the name of her body, what he wants to know is her.
Mina was stunned, then smiled.
"Next time we meet, let me tell you."
Why did this end so abruptly, because she only played so many roles in the whole world process, just like my title says, she is just her, she will not have her name, I wrote Lian Miao because I want to express this world There are also those who guard the world on the front line, they can leave a glorious name, and Avril Lavigne will go to the victory of the war with them.
ps. Liu Ying is not a name, but a profession
(End of this chapter)