The super god has laid out a plan for hundreds of millions of years, and his diary was exposed by An

Real emotions

"I wanted to go, but I was afraid that I would be hit by the aftermath and burp right there. "

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Dr. K and Chen Yi's sense of hearing is very sensitive, and they haven't gone far, so they also heard the conversation of these old people, and Dr. K chuckled twice: "Old boy, this nickname is a bit interesting, Chen Yi, do you think you will become like that in the future?"

"Who knows for sure what the future holds? Let's take it one step at a time, maybe it will, maybe it won't. Chen Yi said as he walked.

Chen Yi took Dr. K away, passed the cafeteria and activity room and came to the dormitory building, climbed to the third floor and walked to a door, raised 30 heads and looked at the room number to confirm that it was not wrong, and knocked on the door.

"Who?" asked the man in the room.

"Maria, grandma, can I come in?"

"Yes, how could it not? Hurry up, come in. "

Chen Yi twisted the doorknob and gently pushed the door open, and a gray-haired old lady was sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing a robe and a shawl, wearing round-framed eyes, and holding a sweater needle in both hands and slowly knitting a sweater.

The old lady raised her eyebrows and looked at the door, and when she saw Chen Yi, she raised her head and showed an amiable smile, but when she saw Dr. K behind Chen Yi, the corners of her mouth curled higher: "Quick, come in and sit, there is hot tea in the kitchen, pour some and drink it yourself, you're welcome." "

Chen Yi walked straight to the kitchen next to him, while Dr. K walked to a meter in front of the old woman, slowly squatted down, and when the two could look at each other horizontally, Dr. K asked, "Where's the gun? Where's your double-barreled shotgun? Why didn't you hold it in your hand this time?" Catherine Manda Christian replied to me? Are you really old?"

The old woman put down the bamboo needles in her hands and looked at Dr. K in front of her quietly: "From now on, you can call me Manda, the title of Catherine no longer belongs to me." "

"Catherine it's never a title, it's a name, it's a responsibility, it's an obligation...... It's also a curse. "

Manda laughed again, "Demon, you know, can you spare me now? I don't want to die with that curse." "

Dr. K shook his head, "No way, it's not something I can take back." It's already deeply imprinted in you, and you can't escape it. Catherine has been at fault for generations, and you don't really have to blame yourself. Of course, you don't need to feel guilty either, you can hate me, and I want you to hate me, after all, I killed Herman, your husband. "

The smile on Manda's face completely disappeared, "Do you have to mention him?"

"I hope you can reveal your true emotions every time you face me, don't suppress it, I can bear it, you don't need to worry about this. "

Manda sighed and turned her head to look in the direction of the kitchen: "Granddaughter, I remember that the teapot was on the table, can't you see it? Pour the tea so slowly? Is it secretly drunk at 553? Leave some for grandma." "

"Here it is. "

Manda looked back at Dr. K and said sadly, "It seems that every generation of Catherine can't avoid this, and she has also followed our old path, as always, don't you feel heartache? "

I don't think I did that, the main thing is that I can't do it, and if I do, none of you can bear it. "

Manda stood up and leaned down and pressed one hand on Dr. K's shoulder: "This is what annoys you the most, it makes people love to forget themselves, and it also makes people grit their teeth with hatred, you can see it, you can touch it, but you can never get it, it's really itchy." "。