The girl who rushed up tightly grabbed the clothes of the person holding Su Xinhao's body, her body trembling involuntarily, and tears had already flowed down her cheeks.
sunianWhat's wrong with you brother! Didn't you say that you seemed to have survived together! Why are you like this...!
It was Su Xinhao's twin sister, clone No. 0113 Su Nian, who was crying over there. When she looked up and saw the yellow blood spots on Su Xinhao's body, she, who had the same symptoms, stagnated.
A kind of dead silence spread in this small auditorium, and an inexplicable sense of oppression made the few people who had just entered all bow their heads and no longer look around.
The other people here were all so sad. Song porridge saw a few familiar people here - Zhu Zhixin, Zhang Ji, and even Zuo Hang!
Zuo Hang also saw them and wanted to walk towards them, but Zhu Zhixin held his shoulder and could only nod at them.
Song porridge unexpectedly saw the red eyes on the faces of those people. Everyone was mourning for Su Xinhao's death. In the crowd, she saw the three people standing at the front.
Two men and one woman.
Here, they seemed to have a higher status. Zhu Zhixin was standing on the right side of the girl, Zuo Hang was standing next to Zhu Zhixin, and Zhang Ji was standing next to Zuo Hang, who was wiping Zhang Youyou's tears.
The boy in the white shirt turned his attention to her, which made Song Congee feel a little uneasy. The boy's eyes were a little cold, and he looked at her with some hatred.
At this time, Zhu Zhixin's eyes were no longer calm and lofty. He seemed to be ten years older overnight, and the light in his eyes was already erratic.
zhuzhixinNian Nian, bury your brother...
The cemetery under his window, after all, has another name in it.
Su Nian came to her senses. The sadness just now had made her almost kneel on the ground. At this time, she stood up, but suddenly collapsed completely on the ground. Song Porridge and the others widened their eyes and saw the changes in Su Nian's body.
Song porridge was naturally the most familiar with this kind of change. She had seen Su Xinhao at the power plant before with the same symptoms - red blood spots suddenly appeared under the skin, like blooming roses.
Rose... rose... rose again.
At this time, a middle-aged man rushed out from behind the crowd's cry. Song Gou Gou almost didn't recognize him, and it took a long time to realize that it was her father - Dr. Song!
"Come and read it, hurry up and take some medicine to suppress it."
zhangyouyouGod knows what you feed her every time! Niannian's symptoms now are more serious than her brother's back then!
Zhang Youyou broke free from Zhang Ji's obstruction. Her condition was also very bad. Her face was sallow, and she struggled to roar at Dr. Song with such an angry tone.
These clones had been suppressing such emotions for too long. Su Xinhao's sudden death brought them a lot of excitement again.
They couldn't help but start interrogating themselves...
Who... are they? Are they themselves, or are they just substitutes for who they are? Are they... them?
The obvious answer is that they appear only because they are shadows of the ontology. They live by borrowing the identity of the ontology, they are them, but they are no longer them.
"What are you doing! Can I still hurt you? The most urgent thing is to make her stop having this symptom!"
zhuzhixinDid you hurt them, did your wife hurt them, looking at Su Xinhao's body, do you have no point in your heart?
Zhu Zhixin's sudden roar stunned everyone present. His eyes had turned scarlet, he snatched Su Xinhao's body from the man's hand and walked out the door.
Looking at her father standing in the same place, she felt a little unfamiliar, and looking at Su Nian, who was being held by Zhang Youyou, her heart ached involuntarily.
linchuyanWho are you Song Yaxuan and Song porridge?
Now the girl in front and Zuohang walked towards them.
