Dragon Ball - King of Super Membranes

Even in this state, I still did not forget to collect the letter and put it in the most appropriate place. Then I started drinking, looking through photo albums while drinking.

One photo connects my memories. Starting from a young age and growing up, she and I had an intersection a long time ago. Grow together, work hard together, compete with each other, and love each other. Until one day, I gave her the necklace and the letter, and everything changed. We promised to stay together for life and never be apart.

On the third day of politics, the two of us also used the supreme magic - life connection.

When I hear this name, I believe everyone knows it. When one party dies, the other party will die with him or her, leaving no one alive.

Seeing this photo, I felt a little relieved. After all, it meant that she was not dead.

Continuing to scroll back, I saw that she was writing this letter. She did not write this letter in one day. Looking at the thirty photos taken, it seemed that she wrote it in thirty days. Every stroke and every painting is carefully carved with a pen. Yes, the soft pen is carved. Just like her soft heart, she has strong perseverance.

Further back, the battle begins. In the early days, the planet was relatively stable. But in the later stages, the two of us were forced to separate, because everyone had begun to work on their own and could not take care of others. After all, the Saiyans are not a very united nation. Just like our fighting ability, we are also very unique.

Personal heroism can be seen everywhere, but in this huge battle, it is ineffective. The photo album ends here! Obviously, the photographer did not dare to stay on the surface of the planet during that battle. It would simply be death, no, it would be death. Or, he is one of the Saiyans. At this time, he has no time to continue shooting and must join the war. (I don’t want to believe that the photographer is a person from other planets, because in that case, it would be too terrible. He and I have been photographed for so many years. , but was not discovered by us, nor by our elders).

But no matter what, at least for now, I am very grateful to this photographer. It was him who allowed me to have her photos instead of having nothing.

I have drank less than half a box of wine, but I don't feel drunk at all. After all, my physique is so good that it is simply impossible for me to get drunk with ordinary wine.

But I just want this kind of comfort. At this moment, how I wish I was just an ordinary mortal and only needed a can of wine to temporarily forget the pain.

At this moment, the little wolf came back. He was also looking decadent, listless, and wilted. The hair all over his body was standing on end, and some were even lying in the opposite direction, as if he had been abused in some way. In three steps, he almost crawled in. As soon as he entered the door, he fell to the ground, looking up at the ceiling, motionless.

If it weren't for his breathing and telepathic connection, I would have thought he was dead.

I believe I am not much better at this time. After lying down for a while, he got up, grabbed a bottle of wine, and drank it too.

The two of us just drank bottle after bottle of wine, buying again after drinking, and drinking again after buying. There were empty wine bottles everywhere on the floor, and the smell of alcohol filled the whole room, but neither of us was drunk at all. We were still lying with tears streaming down our faces, each lying on one side, as if we were dead.

After a while, the two of us gradually came closer to each other and hugged each other. We can all feel each other's sadness, anger, and helplessness... We are both from the end of the world, and the tacit understanding between the two at this time has reached an unprecedented level. The tacit connection between our hearts has once again taken a big step forward, and the effect is even better. , but we are not happy at all. How we wish there would be no such increase!

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