Chapter 1245: Know his god (1/2)
A few hours ago.
The dark space buried and devoured everything. Whether it's a seat or a living thing.
Perhaps the only thing that could be transmitted was that Ai Mou gradually became hoarse and seemed to be unable to hear the sorrow of his voice.
”I know it's wrong ...”
”I choose light ...”
”I'll drop the case ...”
”Give me this opportunity to make atonement.”
In these days, Ai Mou, who can't distinguish between day and night, has almost explored the space of more than 20 square meters.
From the rhetoric of pushing the boat down the river to the sincere mourning. His willpower was swallowed up little by little.
This despair!
At first Ai Mou thought that with the keenness of the Ai family, he should be able to find his whereabouts soon; but they hadn't thought about these long centuries, they hadn't found themselves! Did you forget yourself?
Because I couldn't feel the time, for Ai Mou, every second passed very long.
He couldn't sleep well or eat well, and spent almost every second in panic.
The unknown animal crawling or swimming over the insteps; the cold-blooded creature falling from the roof on his neck ...
Lifting heart all the time, always trembling!
In fact, Ai Mou is not easy to adhere to these ten days.
Survival instincts supported him to torment one second after another. But over time, he became even more desperate.
”I'm wrong……”
”I admit that I and Lin Mingling dragged Lin Xueluo with Wang Mingjie ...
”I want to take her to a place where no one can take her pictures ...”
”From the time she entered the bar, I found her P-shares were very stylish and beautiful ...”
”I was wrong, I will withdraw my complaint ...”
”I've lost one eye ...”
”I've got the punishment I deserve ...”
”I promise you: I will never molest a woman again ...”
”I swear……”
”I swear!”
Ai Mou didn't know if such a shattered thought was useful or not, was anyone listening.
The voice said that he would not be here until ten days ... But Ai seemed to feel that he had been living for almost a century.
He really can't live anymore! He thought he would die next second!
Did that voice forget itself?
”Please ... give me a chance to withdraw my case!”
”I know it's wrong ...”
”Please give me a chance ...”
Ai feels that her body is getting lighter and lighter, but her head is getting heavier. Is God ready to take himself away?
No, no ... To a man with such a bad behavior, he should not be able to go to heaven.
That is Satan in hell, the black and white impermanence of death in hell.
Ai Mou felt that his head was too heavy to lift, and he couldn't control himself and fell to the ground.
When Ai Mou woke up again, her body was no longer cold. It seems to be covered with a ray of warm packages.
Is this hell? But shouldn't **** be the abyss? How could there be warmth?
”Woke up?”
That voice again.
Hell, or that hell.
The illusion of warmth just made him continue to torture like this.
”I know wrong ... I know wrong ...”
Ai Mou, like a child who made a mistake, stumbled over the sound.
”Knowledge can be changed.