This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Chapter 472 The Real World (35)

In this ambiguity, he actually didn't know what he did wrong, but he knew that he was wrong. He did many things wrong and hurt the person he liked the most, the person he loved the most.

He is really stupid.

Anxiety, restlessness, panic.

He was scared.

He wanted the person in front of him to look at him and call his name.

But the girl in front of him ignored him, and even began to slowly become blurred and transparent, like starlight, like bubbles.

"Don't, don't..."

"Where are you going? Don't you want me? Tell me where are you going, Yueyue, Yueyue?"

"Aren't you most afraid of the dark? Be obedient, don't go, don't go..."

"I'll accompany you, let me accompany you..."

He grabbed at random with both hands, wanting to keep this person, desperately trying to keep him, shouting madly.

However, she is still disappearing.

From the beginning to the end, she didn't even look him in the eye.

It seemed that he was completely disappointed and uncomfortable, so even now, he didn't even want to look at him.

Even at the last second of disappearing, I don't want to.

Not willing for a second.

He just watched the girl disappear in front of him, like countless times, he couldn't do anything.

All the emotions are sore in the heart, the pain is extremely uncomfortable and cannot be vented, as if a heavy stone is pressed on the chest, and the whole body hurts.

His mind went blank, and he fell into endless despair. He covered his face with his hands, lowered his head deeply, and let out a muffled cry.

The scenery slowly began to become blurred until it became a piece of darkness.

There was a dead silence all around, and he could only hear the wailing of collapse and despair that lingered for a long time, resounding from every corner.

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"Ho-"

Sang Fan woke up suddenly. It was already dawn, and the dazzling light came in through the window. His forehead and back were covered with cold sweat. He first glanced around in a panic.

The room was clean, and there was no one around him. When he touched it, it was cold.

yesterday--

yesterday--

There was a piercing pain in the temple.

Shen Yue is here!

Come pick him up!

Sang Fan didn't even have time to put on his slippers, so he opened the door and rushed out.

The kitchen does not.

Guest room no.

The bathroom does not.

No living room.

No no no no! ! !

Sang Fan's body was like falling into an ice cellar, his heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, suffocating severely.

In this silent room without any sound, he seemed to be sinking deeper and deeper into the swamp in the darkness, and he was so oppressed that he couldn't breathe.

His eyes were terribly empty.

Is it really coming?
Is Shen Yue really here?
Or is it all just his imagination, in fact only Shen Yue has never been here from the beginning.

He was so anxious that his internal organs were on fire, the muscles in his cheeks swelled, the veins on his arms bulged, and he walked out of the room barefoot.

Shen Yue is not at home.

Then he goes out to find it.

to find her...

This idea was strongly condensed in his mind, and Sang Fan couldn't control anything anymore, looking around anxiously, silently screaming in his head to calm himself down, which still threw him into confusion.

Sang Fan's appearance undoubtedly attracted the attention of many others. With messy hair, crumpled clothes, and red eyes, if it wasn't supported by that handsome face, those who didn't know would think he had escaped from a mental illness .

But he can't control so much now.

(End of this chapter)