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"Have you considered it?" the golden mask man asked coldly, always the kind of emotionless voice! .
"I think about it, I want to be stronger!" Ximen Yu said firmly! .
"That's good, have the relics been written?" asked the golden mask man.
"Why must it be a suicide note?" Ximen Yu asked quickly. If it was determined to be a suicide note, then Ximen Yu was not stupid enough to die, at least he had a little hope of becoming stronger! .
"You suspect that I am seeking money and killing my life?, do you think you have this value? I said it is a suicide note, that is only the most conservative case. Because, the place you will go to is a stronger place, not a gold Place, if you can’t get stronger, it’s death! You still have one last chance to choose now!, you choose, give you thirty seconds!"
Xi Menyu hesitated for thirty seconds and nodded again: "I want to be stronger!"
"Okay, if you can't become stronger, it's death, I hope you have understood this rule! Show me the suicide note!"
Xi Menyu showed the suicide note to the male with the golden mask.
The golden mask male looked at it and said, "Your suicide note is unqualified! Rewritten!"
"Why" Ximen Yu asked quickly.
"This is a suicide note, not a farewell note!, you just need to tell everyone that you are dead! There is no need to say that you may come back! Even if you don't know whether it will actually die, you must plan for the worst! Besides, Your hope of surviving is only one-tenth, you still don’t have any hope. Since the possibility of death is so great, why not be so cruel, let them accept the reality earlier, and re-enter the new life as soon as possible! Tortured by Acacia!, rewritten! Give you five minutes!"
Ximenyu was helpless and cruel. Of course, maybe he was right. If his parents knew that they might come back, they would definitely wait for their eyes to wear them. This kind of time spent in waiting every day, but every day was disappointed. , Repeat again and again, more cruel! It's better to extinguish their hopes at once. After suffering for a while, you will re-enter your new life! . What's more, the hope of coming back is really too small! .
Xi Menyu picked up the pen and wrote it, and then gave it to the Golden Mask Man for review. The Golden Mask Man nodded.
Ximen Yu folded it on the computer desk and pressed it with something. I really don’t know how my parents would see this suicide note! .
"Okay, can you go now?" the golden mask man asked.
Ximenyu looked at the time, 11:55! , And there are five minutes before twelve.
"Can I wait again? Maybe, it's really farewell, I think, sit down for a while!" said Ximenyu.
The mask man didn't speak, and acquiesced, maybe he also felt that Xi Menyu's hope to return to this room was too small, and indeed he should be allowed to stay a little longer! .
Ximenyu sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the quilt, looked at the computer where the dirt fell to the scum, looked at the generator-like main box, and then looked at the photos on the wall of the desk! .
When it was time to leave, Ximen Yu realized that it turned out that everything was so reluctant! .
After a quick brake, Tang Xian'er's BMW quickly entered the shantytown! .
Tang Xian'er found the stairs number of Ximen Yujia and ran up the dark stairs! .
"Boom!"
"Open the door!"
"Bang Bang!" Tang Xian'er beat several times in a row.
"Open the door, Ximenyu!" Tang Xian'er shouted.