Chapter 296 Do You Have Friends?

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"tell me the story--"

Yang Zi looked at the dead soul with a smile on his face.

"Yesterday evening, there was a pair of good friends on the bridge, one of them accidentally fell into the water, the friend on the bank jumped down desperately, and he didn't know how to swim, but he miraculously swam to his friend's side and literally pushed his friend over. Go up, and he is about to drown." The voice of the dead soul was a bit emotional.

"And then? Did he drown? If he drowns, you can directly have a scapegoat." Yang Zimei said lightly.

"Yes, I thought for a moment that he wanted him to die soon, then I could get rid of this pain as soon as possible, but, you said, even if I get rid of it now, it will continue to repeat in the next life, and I will He was saved." When the dead soul said this, there was a gleam on his face, and the dark resentment on his body instantly became much lighter, "He was able to go ashore, and the friend who fell into the water first was crying and scolding him. So stupid, he went down to save him even though he couldn't swim, and then he said, "You are my friend, how can I die?"

Having said this, the corner of the soul of the dead burst into tears.

However, the tears of the dead soul are not crystal clear, and spread like blood on the pale face, which is a bit terrifying, but in Yang Zimei's eyes, it is very moving.

With these tears, the resentment on the soul of the dead is only a thin black gas.

"Do you have any friends?" Yang Zimei asked.

"Well, I also had a good friend before I was alive. We have known each other since kindergarten. They are like sisters. When I met that man, she asked me to think clearly and said that he would be a scumbag. I didn't listen. I thought she was jealous that I found him. A handsome and rich boyfriend, the two turned their faces. After I died, she would come here every year on the anniversary of my death, while scolding me for being so stupid..."

More tears flowed on the face of the dead soul, and his body trembled slightly.

"Very good, you have no resentment at all now." Yang Zimei looked at her and said, "I can help you escape, you don't have to suffer in the next life."

The deceased raised his head, his face with blood and tears was full of surprises, he thought for a while, then shook his head, "Wait, I have to find the third one, I want to be able to continue to be more touched in the next life, in this case, I will not It would be so easy to despair and suffer."

Yang Zimei nodded and looked at her approvingly, "Then I will definitely give you the best sacrifice."

The souls of the dead thank you for retreating.

Yang Zimei walked to the bridge, stood beside the horizontal rail, and watched the river flowing quietly below.

In the last life, she had stood here many times, thinking of her loneliness, she could not wait to jump for a hundred times.

However, she still did not act in the end, feeling that it is better to die than live.

Later, Min Gang pierced into her gloomy heart like a ray of sunshine, causing her hopeless life to start all kinds of fantasies, fantasizing that one day she could become a Cinderella and dance with the prince aloof.

This fantasy has always supported her to go on.

But today, she has been miraculously reborn, living in a different attitude, which is really amazing.

The wind was blowing, it was very cool, she couldn't help but like a literary girl on TV, she closed her eyes, opened her arms, and felt the coolness of the wind——

"don't want!"

Suddenly there was an exclamation from behind, her waist was hooked by a strong arm, and she almost stumbled down when she moved behind.