Time: 2007-8-289:45:00 Words: 4395
I'm out of love. Damn it, I know. That's why I'm standing on the roof of the 20th floor.
I'm really, really sad because I really, really love Pierre, that American bastard, that handsome, blond bastard. F * ck, ever since I met him, I've been so unlucky. First, I was harassed by Professor Xing. So what if he harassed me? I'm a man anyway, so I can't suffer much. Why did you come and join in the fun? You're a hero saving a damsel in distress.
I still remember clearly that day when Pierre rushed into the office and gave the old professor the middle finger, then scolded him,"You son of a bitch." Wow, he's so handsome! I just fell in love and couldn't help it.
You're so useless. I can tolerate you saying that you're bisexual. How can I not? I f * cking like you. So what if I'm cheap? At this point, you left just like that without even saying goodbye. Before he left, he told me in a very cool manner that we had no future and should break up as soon as possible.
" I, I, I…I'm so sad. I'm so sad that even the Pacific Ocean can't hold my tears, so I decided to commit suicide in protest. I was not born to be manipulated. So what if you don't want me, Pierre? I don't want you either. I want you to regret it for the rest of your life." Wuwu, why?
I took off my coat. Because my coat was too big, when I walked to the railing and was blown by the wind, it was as if I was about to go back with the wind. I estimated that even if I jumped down later, this coat could be used as a parachute. If I didn't die and became a cripple, do you think I would be worthy of the party and country's 20 years of raising me? Then wouldn't my twenty years of hard work be for nothing?
After throwing away my clothes, I flipped over the railing and stood on the narrow platform of the tall building to look down. My god, the people below were as big as sesame seeds. So, my legs trembled and I trembled as I lay down and held onto the railing. I, I didn't die. I changed my mind. Damn it, it was too high. How could my beautiful face withstand the fall? If I fell, I would probably lose all my bones. No, I have to change the way I die. I have to make Pierre pay.
Just as I was about to climb over the railing and climb back, the roof door was pushed open with a loud bang. Then, there was a scream that shook the world. F * ck, I saw a ghost so loudly. Be careful not to scream until my throat breaks and I can't get married.
As that scream came too suddenly and at a very bad time, I didn't even know when I had dropped off the line and fell down the stairs. I only felt f * cking great. The wind whistled past my ears. That was called cooling!
Ah! No, damn, why is the sky getting further and further away from me? Why, why is my hand reaching forward, trying to grab something? Only then did I come back to my senses. I really jumped. I jumped. According to the law of gravity, I'm about to become minced meat. Sob, sob, no. Where's my big shirt? Where's my coat? That big-mouthed woman, why are you shouting so loudly? I can't rest in peace now.
Goodbye, dear Pierre. Remember me, remember a person called Ouyang Jichen.
Sob, sob, the party and the people thank you for your tireless teachings for the past 20 years. Goodbye, the dream jelly in my fridge that I haven't finished yet. I, I actually don't want to die at all.
I really don't want to die.
"Bang!"
It was so painful that I sucked in a breath of cold air. I was unwilling to open my eyes wide and look at the sky. My eyes were blank and empty, but I didn't fall into a pile of mud. As for my head, it was directly cut off because my head was placed on the iron fence of the flower bed. I made a dozen turns on the ground in an imposing manner before stopping at the feet of a passing girl. Then, she let out a similarly tragic scream and fell straight to the ground in a firm posture. The crowd gathered around to look at my broken body.
The reason why I can tell you about my death in such detail is that I am now standing beside a white-haired old man. He has a unique demeanor and aristocratic aura. His beard reaches his chest, his dark brown eyes are deep, and his eyebrows are thick. Have you seen Da Vinci's self-portrait? Have you seen it? It was his appearance.
The loose snow-white robe of the ancient Greek scholar fluttered in the wind. It was beautiful. There was a sapphire earring on each of her ears.
He looked at me with a very friendly smile. The fish patterns around his eyes opened like fans. He asked me,"You don't want to die?"
I rolled my eyes at him and snorted." What's the use of asking this now? I'm already dead. Do you think I can do anything about it?"”" I'm depressed. Now that I think about it, I don't really like Pierre that much. I'm not that desperate for him. I just feel that life is boring. I go to class all day, pick up girls, sleep, and drink. Fighting with Pierre's woman. Sigh, my short life is not worth it!
"Alright then, I'll give you another chance to choose between life and death. However, you must think it through and don't regret it.”
"What? Give me another chance?”Am I hearing things? I, I-I started falling again, farther and farther away from the sky. This time, I was not so relaxed. Cold sweat broke out on my forehead, and my hands and feet were cold. It doesn't have to be like this every time, right? If this goes on, I'll get a heart attack.
"Old man, who are you?"”
"Elder Time." An extremely old and distant echo echoed in my ears from the space of the ancient era.
Elder Time, heh, Elder Time! Ah, Elder Time!
What is he doing? Where am I going? Oh my god, don't joke with me. I've already died once. I don't want to die again, right? Holy Mother Mary, Jesus, Buddha, please have mercy, don't send me into the belly of the big shark."
Then, my vision turned pitch black.
Black, the darkness of the night, the darkness where no stars or light could be seen.
It was so dark that he couldn't even see his fingers.
When I fell into something with a special feeling, my heart that had been hanging with the fall finally felt at ease.
It's just that there's someone squeezing me around. F * ck, I'm not that unlucky, right? I've just arrived and I'm already being squeezed. Don't underestimate me, Ouyang Jichen. I'm not a vegetarian. No matter what, I'm a sixth-degree black belt expert in Taekwondo. There's no way I can squeeze with me. Just wait and see!
I'll squeeze, I'll squeeze, I'll squeeze with all my might! Damn it, why was he like a cow? He would squeeze you however you squeezed him.
I've lost my patience. Pierre said that my biggest problem was impatience and impulsiveness. When I lost my temper, it was as terrifying as an active volcano.
I don't have patience. What does it have to do with you? I pushed, I pushed, I kicked, I punched and kicked. Reality proved that people were all cheap bones. If you treated him well, he wouldn't know what was good for him. He thought that you were easy to bully. If you shouted at him, he wouldn't dare to do anything to you. A wail proved that I finally had a space to myself after all the hard work and sweat. I closed my eyes comfortably.
I was awakened by a series of terrible shouts and the clattering of metal. The sound of water splashing could be heard.
When he opened his eyes, he felt heavy and his eyes stung. His body was burning hot, his mouth was dry, and his entire body felt like it was on fire. I raised my head and looked around. There was a dark velvet curtain. On the opposite wall, there were statues of gold, silver, copper, and iron. There were swords, spears, cowhide shields, and four or five white ivory wine glasses on the pure gold table. The floor was covered with a soft carpet that looked like a sponge. The patterns were exquisite and simple. Looking forward, in front of me, on the left side of the bed, there was a shiny armor on the hanger. The helmet was hanging on the side. A cow oil lamp by the bed was swaying. There was still the creaking sound of the oars.
I was anxious to get up and see what was going on. Damn it, my head was as heavy as lead. He felt dizzy and a sour taste welled up in his throat.
Just as I bent over to vomit, the cabin door that was covered by fur opened. A tall and valiant armored warrior holding a red tassel javelin came in. His entire body was covered in blood. His face couldn't be seen under the helmet, only his two bright blue eyes that were shining like the ocean. His eyes were as cunning and fierce as those of a beast, and as sharp and deep as those of a lone eagle hovering in the sky. The moment his tall figure entered the room, the originally spacious room seemed to shrink by a third. I saw him stride over to the bed in a few steps and bend down to look at me. I felt the aura of Mount Tai pressing on my face. The warm smell of blood on his body lingered at the tip of my nose. I raised my head back to avoid his overly domineering and ambiguous posture.
Seeing my unintentional rejection, the other party frowned imperceptibly and said,"Lie down, Mahaweng will come to see you soon.”
I forced myself to support my body, but soon, I was covered in cold sweat. My arms trembled, and I was about to fall weakly onto the bed made of animal skin when the other party reached out to support my body in time. His deep voice was filled with an irresistible majesty as he said to me again,"Lie down!" It was already an order.
I had no choice but to go along with his wishes. Besides, it was quite comfortable to lie down on his arm. I looked into his eyes and asked,"What's wrong with me? Where are we?”The moment I opened my mouth, I was stunned.
Greek? Hebrews, latin?
It should be Greek, because Pierre had a Greek girlfriend before. Although he was jealous, he had a special impression of her Greek English. But why was ancient Greek so different from modern Greek? My words were melodious and melodious, but why did that woman's words sound like a pile of sh * t?
In the end, I came to the conclusion that my jealousy had blinded me.
The other party smiled. It seemed like he didn't plan on taking off his helmet. I was originally filled with anticipation to see if he was a handsome guy. With such beautiful eyes and a face, he would definitely be top-notch! I was provoked by Pierre's soul-seducing eyes back then.
It was at the international student welcome party. He stood on the stage and sang, waving at the screaming girls. I don't remember what song he sang, but the line he pointed at me and sang, I'll remember it even if I die 200 times. He sang,"I love you."”His hand passed through the vast crowd, through thousands of mountains and rivers, pointing at me and singing: “Iloveyou”。
Now that he thought about it, it was really sad. At that time, I was still the school hunk. The girls who chased me lined up from the school cafeteria to the school's artificial lake and circled the entire campus, but there was still a big tail left.
I smiled at him foolishly. I smiled because I was handsome. This was my capital. I had an irresistible attraction to everyone, but I never thought of seducing boys. At that time, I didn't know that I was completely GAY.
But after that, he kept staring at me and singing, causing the girls around him to sigh.
'I don't want to think about it anymore. I think about the past compared to the present. The two levels are seriously different. Now, I'm just a master who has returned to life in a corpse!'
"What's wrong? Sighing?" A gentle palm caressed my forehead and inserted into my hair. Only then did I see that my chestnut-colored hair was slightly curly and reached my shoulders. It was delicate and elegant.
I don't know who this host is or what she looks like. As long as she doesn't let the public down, it's fine. No matter what, I was also born as a school hunk. Since I was three years old, a kindergarten girl confessed to me and kissed my tender little face twice." I'll marry you when I grow up." Then, my grandpa let out a disappointing wail. It wasn't because that girl was ugly, but because-I was molested!
I shook my head and gave her a reassuring smile.
The other party revealed a sexy and charming smile.
That's right! My eyes can't be wrong. He's definitely a handsome man. That bastard Pierre can't compare!
Hehe, that damned Old Time didn't treat me badly. He said,"You've got a fever, and we're at Troy, at the mouth of the Scandil. We have already won the landing battle. This is a good start."
I nodded my head in understanding. I couldn't let him see through my flaws. I didn't even know where I was now. I just came back to life. I didn't want to be cut down again.
The person who squeezed with me last night should be the host of this body. Fortunately, I was strong. Otherwise, I would have become a wandering soul without an owner. Thank God.
I felt very tired. It was the illness of this body that made me extremely weak. My eyelids were heavy. Before I fell asleep, I heard the door open and someone say,"Achilles, is Patroclus better? I've made a new prescription-"
Troy? Achilles, Patroclus! Oh my god, that Achilles 'lover, the legendary gay partner of Achilles? We're already in Troy? I, I, can only live for ten years!
Why must I be Patroclus?
But not bad. Achilles, hehe, son of the sea goddess Thetis, the most heroic warrior in Greek history, the terminator of Troy.
Not bad, not bad. He's a handsome guy with a bright future.
Hehe, Pierre, I told you I would make you regret it. Look, you've only been gone for less than two days, and I've found a man a thousand times better than you. F * ck your future, f * ck your family business, f * ck women, and carry on the family line. I don't want them. F * ck your grandfather, you can die too!
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