Chapter 125

He wants to have that dream again in the evening.

But he never dreamed of it again.

People say that the day has thoughts and the night has dreams, but why did he never dream again.

Jiang Bing couldn't hear Jiang Sheng's reading voice. He felt that he couldn't live anymore, and despair enveloped him.

Jiang's mother fed him impatiently, impatiently urging: "you eat faster, I have something else to do."

Jiang Bing looked at Jiang's mother: "Mom, I don't want to live."

Jiang Bing suddenly spoke, and Jiang's mother's bowl was overturned. After Jiang Bing could speak, she spoke that year, and then she didn't speak. Suddenly, Jiang's mother was startled, and she forgot that Jiang Bing could speak.

Jiang Bing watched as Jiang's mother overturned the bowl, and she slowly cleaned it up.

Jiang Bing slowly said, "Mom, I beg you if you can do one thing."

Jiang Bing seldom spoke, and his words almost degenerated. He was just a child, but his voice was like an old man in his 70s and 80s.

Jiang's mother listened in her ears, especially harsh, calmed her mood, and then she looked up at Jiang Bing: "what did you just say? Say it again."

Jiang Bing gasped for breath. "Mom, I said I didn't want to live."

Jiang Bing knew that what Jiang's mother wanted to hear was this sentence, and she had been waiting for it for a long time.

People like him should not have lived in this world for a long time, but he lived for ten years, and he lived for ten years, which is equivalent to tormenting Jiang mu for ten years.

Jiang's mother had no pity for him, but she couldn't come down to ask him to die. The family were waiting for him to give up.

Jiang's mother looked at Jiang Bing: "bing'er, what's your wish? Tell your mother, and she will fulfill you."

Living like this is a torture for everyone, death or liberation.

Jiang Bing smiled. His smile was not good-looking, but a little penetrating.

Jiang Mu frowned.

Jiang Bing slowly said, "Mom, I want to see Jiang Sheng, please."

Jiang's mother frowned: "bing'er, you change a request, what you want to eat, what you want to wear, and your parents will do it. Can you go face to face, and invest in a good family in your next life?"

Jiang Bing wants to see Jiang Sheng. Why does he want to see him? Jiang mother doesn't want to ask, but she knows that Jiang Sheng can't come.

They and the Jiang family are not even relatives. Jiang Bing scared Jiang Sheng last time. Why should people see him?

This request is unreasonable.

After all, it's his son. He's willing to give up, and Jiang Mu is still willing to be satisfied.

Jiang Bing shook his head, "no, I just want to see him, just one side, just one side."

Jiang Bing grabbed Jiang's mother's clothes: "Mom, please, please."

He just wants to meet Jiang Sheng and have a good look at him.

He couldn't do that dream. He wanted to have a look at Jiang Sheng. Too much. He almost forgot the look in his dream. He wanted to have a look at Jiang Sheng and then remember the dream.

Jiang Bing's mother threw away Jiang Bing's hand. Jiang Bing's hand fell on the edge of the bed and immediately became purple, but he seemed to know no pain, and the veins on his forehead burst. He grabbed Jiang Bing's mother again: "Mom, promise me."

Jiang's mother shook Jiang Bing off again and stepped back for several steps. She was far away from Jiang Bing, so Jiang Bing couldn't reach her, so she stopped.

Jiang Bing stretched out his hand and grabbed it. His face was ferocious and a little scary.

Jiang's mother felt her scalp numb. She said patiently, "bing'er, it's not that she won't promise you. It's really too difficult."

Jiang Bing looked at Jiang's mother: "as long as my mother promised me, I'll stop eating a mouthful of rice after seeing Jiang Sheng. If you don't promise, I'll finish it all and try to live."

He knows how to convince Jiang Mu that if he eats well and lives carefully, he will not die. It's so disgusting. His life is not like death, but he can't die.

Jiang Mu's face sank. "OK, OK, I promise you, I'll beg."

Jiang Bing just laughed. He was tired and closed his eyes. His body was weak. He felt very tired after talking so much.

And the hand also hurts as if it was about to break.

Jiang Mu went out and shut the door loudly.

Jiang Bing breathed slowly and adjusted his breathing for a long time.

His legs and feet are like rotten, which is easy to break if touched, and he will also be very painful.

I don't know when his pain became sensitive, which was simply unbearable torture.

Jiang's mother had long expected Jiang Bing to die, but he was still alive. Now Jiang Bing was willing to give up, so Jiang's mother told Jiang's father.

After a long silence, Jiang Mu cried.

Jiang Fu said, "help him."

Living in this way tortured Jiang Bing and them.

No matter what method is used, the Jiang family should also agree to Jiang Sheng's visit.

Jiang's mother nodded and asked for help. Naturally, she wanted to be sincere.

Jiang's mother found the Jiang family and said everything about Jiang Bing. Jiang Sheng's parents only felt sorry, but Jiang Bing wanted to see Jiang Sheng, and they didn't want to agree.

Jiang's mother and father all kowtowed and begged, saying that this was Jiang Bing's last wish. He never spoke, but only met once. Jiang Bing even had to rely on crutches to get out of bed, which would not hurt Jiang Sheng.

At best, Jiang Sheng's parents agreed, and Jiang Sheng also agreed.

On that day, Jiang Sheng's parents came with Jiang Sheng.

Jiang Bing hasn't sat in the main room for a long time. The whole family looked at him, but it was like looking at a stranger.

Jiang Bing knew that he was born here, but he never integrated here. He didn't care about others at all. He looked at Jiang Sheng greedily, and the people around him seemed to disappear. Jiang Bing said to Jiang Sheng, "you know? I had a beautiful dream, in which I occupied your body."

Jiang Bing smiled, very excited: "I use your healthy body to walk, eat, and do everything I dream of. Do you know how much I hate my body? I dare not talk, I dare not eat, I dare not walk, and I dare not do anything."

Jiang Bing looked at Jiang Sheng greedily, looking up and down, "how I want to be you."

Jiang Sheng looked at Jiang Bing faintly, and he said, "but you are not me, and you will never become me. You are you. You are weak, you can't walk, and even you will die very early. And I will be fine. You will never change your identity. If you come in this capacity, you will also die in this capacity."

Jiang Bing widened his eyes. He was terrified. The feeling of suffocation surged, but he couldn't say a word.

No, no, the most fearful thing in his heart was said by Jiang Sheng. Jiang Bing couldn't accept it. He struggled, his heart was overwhelmed by fear and despair, and his rational emotions collapsed into a rout.

What he fears most is that he will never escape this identity. He hates his body, hates that he was born like this, and is afraid that he will die like this, but now he is dead like this.

Consciousness dissipated little by little, and he was unwilling, unwilling, unwilling.

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