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The Male Lead Always Want To Kill Me Chapter 53 - Past Life

 The fifth day, early morning.




The man on the bed who had his eyes closed opened his eyes and suffered from insomnia as always.




He pressed his painful temple and looked at the electronic clock on the table.




The fifth day after the experiment failed.




The cell renewal of the whole body can be destroyed, and it only takes seven days for the foreign invading bacteria to swallow all normal bacteria.




There are two days left in his life.




A few days ago, there was a heavy snow in Beijing, which has not happened in a few years. It was just when it melted, and the air quality was surprisingly good after the snow. The whole city was covered with snow.




Pingli Street in Beijing City has recently undergone a unified planning by the city to carry out a city-wide renovation. Almost all the old houses facing the street are hung with scaffolding, and construction has been temporarily suspended for the past two days due to the heavy snow.




Standing on the street, the man raised his head and looked at the not-so-high residential building, his eyes darkened and gradually became obscure, his fist tightly pressed against his trouser legs.




He stood downstairs for nearly twenty minutes before raising his leg into the corridor.




The elevator went directly to the sixteenth floor.




Top floor.




Meng Chu was half leaning against the window, lazily basking in the sun, when the doorbell suddenly rang. She shook her wheelchair skillfully to the entrance and looked through the video intercom.




It was a strange middle-aged man.




Meng Chu was physically disabled, she was more vigilant than ordinary people, and she instinctively wanted to hang up.




However, the man in the corridor opened his mouth, and a hoarse and familiar voice came, "Meng Chu."




Meng Chu was startled, and when she looked closely, she felt that the person was familiar.




Sure enough, she knows him.




Meng Chu opened the door.




She looked up at him. She hasn't seen him for many years. The man seems to have aged. The wrinkles on his face are clearly visible. She chuckled, "It's been a long time. You can find a place to sit at will. I will pour you a cup of tea."




The man remained silent, looking at her peachy eyes that were still the same as before. Perhaps because she hadn't been out for a long time, her skin was whiter than ordinary people, and he could hardly see that she was already 42 years old.




He pursed his lips, bent down slightly to accommodate her height, and stretched out his hand to her, "Long time no see, Chuchu."




He held her back.




The woman’s palm is no longer tender, and the thick calluses are left over from using the wheelchair for many years. The man's hand trembled slightly, feeling the touch of a hard object. He was stunned, only this time did he see the shining light of her right middle finger.




The woman withdraw her hand.




She turned and went into the kitchen and he followed. The furniture in the kitchen was specially customized for her, which was much shorter than normal.




The man standing behind her wheelchair couldn't help but indulge. She always prefers this kind of fruity lotion, which has not changed over the years. It smelled sweet and soft.




The sunlight came in from the outside, clearly illuminating her white skin among the blue threads, and the man leaned over, raising his hand in a complicated mood to pull it out for her.




Meng Chu turned around and took the cup on the side shelf. His lowered posture encircled her in his arms.




She instantly shook her head.




She quickly backed away.




His arms were suddenly empty, and the man said stiffly, "Do you want me to help?"




"No, how can I ask you to help ? You can sit down for a while and I'll be fine." Meng Chu shook her head.




The two hadn't seen each other for so many years.




The man was expressionless, it was too embarrassing to sit like this, but she couldn't ask him directly.




If he says that he came to see her, it wouldn't look like it. After all, no one goes to someone else's house empty handed.




Meng Chu vaguely remembered that he seemed to have such a temperament, and didn't care much about it.




She lowered her head and didn't realize that the man's eyes had been fixed on her.




After considering it for a long time, she finally chose a topic that she thought was safe, and broke the silence, "Are you still teaching at S University?"




He answered, "No." There was nothing more to follow in that place.




In just one word, the room became quieter.




"Are you married? Do you have any children?" Meng Chu broke the silence again, trying to speak, the atmosphere was inexplicably depressed.




This subtle atmosphere makes her very unhappy. Since she can't walk on her legs, she has been living alone. She is sensitive to low self-esteem, and is used to bearing everything, trying to make herself less hysterical.




He did not answer her question.




He asked her back, "Are you married?"




His eyes fell on the middle finger of her right hand.




Meng Chu stiffened for a few seconds and shook her head, barely smirked, and forcefully joked, "I thought you would first ask what's wrong with my legs..."




Them man just looked at her, did not speak, and his eyes were heavy. He seems to be suppressing some slight distortion on his face, which is a bit weird.




Meng Chu vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the person in front of her. She felt this feeling right from the moment he walked in.




She pinched her eyebrows wearily, feeling a little tired.




So she said directly to him, "What's the matter with you coming over to see me today?"




"Nothing."




Meng Chu didn't understand.




 Then the man repeated it again, "Don't ask, Meng Chu."




The man smiled.




He suddenly seemed to be a different person, like a demon had possessed him, and rushed towards her. Meng Chu was forcibly held in his arms. He kneaded the woman's fragile neck and said grimly, "Meng Chu, the doctor must have told you that you got hemiplegia after you were infected with listeria, but you didn't know how you got the infection. Do you still remember the glass of water that you drank ten years ago? You fainted due to low blood sugar for a few minutes. You must know what really happened, I took your legs."




For the first time in his life, the man said so much words in one breath.




She froze.




The half of her body was shackled by him, unable to move, while the lower body remained still.




It started to snow outside again.




Meng Chu's mind was buzzing, and the man who appeared at this time was actually no different from a stranger.




But he ran up to her and said this, which she thought was extremely absurd.




He must be crazy.




The man's eyes glowed with strange red, and it seemed like he was already mad and murderous.




But she knows.




What he said is true.




How could she have such a coincidence? The doctor could not find the source of her infection.




The start of her miserable and tragic decade.




But she didn't say anything, she didn't even ask him why.




The woman just cried silently.




The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and there is a thick layer of snow on the window eaves, glowing with dazzling white color.




She calmly said to him: "Chen Shuguan, I want to stay alone for a while."




The man did not stop her.




He sat in an empty but cozy living room with almost no furniture, and drank two cups of tea by himself.




Until the harsh scream came.




The windows in the room were tightly closed, but he still heard it.




He quickly walked to the window, opened the window, and saw a redness on the white ground from a distance.




The man no longer remembers his thoughts before coming here.




The woman fell from a long height and was smashed into flesh and blood. Red blood, squashed brain, and white flying snow. Her face was blurred, her arms were cut by scaffolding several times, her internal organs were shattered, and she was quietly lying in his arms, so clean and pure.




He was reluctant to let her accompany him.




But he didn't want her to accompany others.




He held the woman's broken right hand, fumbled for a while between her fingers, and threw the crisp metal with a "bang".




The hot tears dripped down, and the blood on the woman's body was smeared with it.




Without fear, he leaned close to her and murmured.




Meng Chu.




Don't meet me again.




T/N: I actually cried while translating this chapter :<

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