A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

His pain and helplessness pierced into Zhou Fanlu's heart like an awl.

If the adoptive parents died, a big hole was gouged out in her heart. Then Song Yanqing's sudden turn of face was the handle that pushed her into the abyss.

She couldn't believe that all this was true, but Song Yanqing's pain and anxiety of being unable to sleep at night for half a month could not be faked.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for ten thousand. Fan Lu, please let me go. I really wanted to love you well and try to be good to you for the rest of my life, but I can't."

Song Yanqing's painful struggle made Zhou Fanlu extremely sad.

He was kind and didn't do anything wrong, so what did she do wrong?

With Zhou Fanlu's conservative and simple character, if the other party didn't marry her to the end, she would never accept Song Yanqing.

He used eachother's vows in exchange for her sincerity, got everything from her, and finally ended with the sentence that he never loved her.

Song Yanqing felt that his life was a joke, and so was hers.

Anger, pain, unwillingness, despair...

Under various emotional stimuli, Zhou Fanlu almost lost his mind and used various actions to save Song Yanqing, in exchange for his rejection again and again.

"Don't make me regret meeting you, don't make me hate you, please live a good life, and I'm sorry for you."

"No, please give me a chance, even for our children."

Under the entanglement of Zhou Fanlu, Song Yanqing frequently said malicious words: "I won't recognize this child, Zhou Fanlu, we have broken up and it's over. Can you have some self-respect and leave me some good memories. If you pester me again, I don't mind starting a new relationship right away."

"No, don't do this to me."

Zhou Fanlu fell to the ground in despair, covering his aching abdomen with his hands.

Song Yanqing was fed up with Zhou Fanlu's crying, and did not hesitate to hurt her with the most vicious words: "Zhou Fanlu, when are you going to be naive, and what do you always want to marry? You have average education, average family background, and you are not particularly beautiful. Which girl in my circle of friends is not better than you?"

Zhou Fanlu looked at Song Yanqing with tears in her eyes, and murmured: "When you chased me, you said you liked my character, like my simplicity, kindness, and single-mindedness, and wanted to be with me forever."

"What a man says when he is in love is just to make a woman happy. Well, if you get engaged more than 10,000 yuan, even if you pay for the abortion. Our family has paid a lot of money for the wedding, and we will not ask you for it. Do it yourself."

"Uncles and aunts, they won't agree with you to divorce me like this."

"They disagree. What does this have to do with me? No one can force me to marry!"

Song Yanqing's attitude refused, and there was no room for change. Although his parents felt apologetic towards Zhou Fanlu, but they couldn't beat their son, they still advised her to think about it and cherish the future life.

After realizing that the marriage was in vain, and the lovers who had been in love for several years suddenly became strangers overnight, Zhou Fanlu went to a dead end.

She doesn't have depression, and she doesn't want to die, she just thinks life is boring.

What's the point of continuing to live if it means a constant cycle of getting lost.

Zhou Fanlu died, and after a short period of guilt, Song Yanqing opened up a new relationship with peace of mind and took the initiative to pursue a lively and lovely little junior sister.

He is as affectionate and generous as before, making new vows in front of new lovers.

Shu Ange held his umbrella and looked at the building shrouded in torrential rain.

"Girl, it's dangerous beside the canal in a rainstorm, don't stand here."

Finally, a passerby noticed Shu Ange standing by the canal and kindly reminded her to stand aside.

"Thanks, I'll pay attention."

Shu Ange took a step back, committing suicide once was enough.

After all, the original owner still regretted that she had failed her adoptive parents' training and education and failed to live a good life.

Zhou Fanlu is also reflecting, in her relationship with Song Yanqing, is the other party really as innocent as he said.

Leaving aside the romantic relationship between the two, what he did was not a thrilling calculation.

Approach the other person when they are at their weakest, and use all means to make people fall in love with themselves.

In the end, when Zhou Fanlu completely trusted him and relied on him the most, she used a trump card to make her lose her soul and go to a dead end.

If Song Yanqing gave Zhou Fanlu some time to buffer at that time, or if she hadn't said so much, she probably wouldn't have imagined that kind of situation.

"Relax."

Shu Ange held the umbrella and walked towards the skyscraper.

The original owner's wish was to live a good life. As for whether to retaliate against Song Yanqing, she entrusted the power of choice to Singer Shu An.

Because Zhou Fanlu couldn't figure out whether Song Yanqing was the savior of her despairing life, or the one who urged her to die.

On the 14th floor of Siyuan Community, Song Yanqing was leaning on the sofa, listening to music while wearing headphones, and chatting with the lively and lovely little junior sister with a smile.

[So irritable, I piled up three papers at once, crying. 】

Little girls like to send emojis, Song Yanqing replied with a "crying" emoji.

[There are only three papers. After the third year of research, I will be busy with my graduation thesis. Don’t be too sad. You can ask me at any time if you don’t know how. 】

Song Yanqing couldn't help laughing while chatting.

Seeing him like this, Mother Song put the fruit bowl on the table and asked in a slightly serious tone, "Yan Qing, what are your plans? Are you really planning to divorce Xiao Zhou?"

Song Yanqing, who originally laughed at Yan Yan, frowned impatiently without raising her head: "How many times have I said it, Zhou Fanlu and I are over, can you and Dad stop bothering me."

"Song Yanqing, you are no longer a child. For such a big matter of marriage, how much care and effort have I put into your father. At the beginning, I didn't agree with you and Zhou Fanlu being together. Now--"

"Don't worry, who can control emotional matters, Zhou Fanlu and I have no feelings for each other, it's useless for you to persuade."

Song Yanqing was very irritable. He just broke up and wanted to live his own life. Why did everyone have to live with him.

Seeing that her son was reluctant to talk to her, Zhao Funuan sighed, stuck a toothpick on the fruit and left silently.

I can't help my mother, she really doesn't understand what the young people are thinking now.

[Hey, senior lied, won't you be angry for helping my girlfriend? By the way, I heard that you are married. Congratulations, you have stepped into the marriage grave so early. 】

[By the way, I am very curious about whether the girls who can conquer the seniors are particularly beautiful. 】

Song Yanqing quarreled with her mother, looked down at her phone, and showed a knowing smile on her face again.

[What's beautiful, so-so, just an ordinary person, and we have already broken up. 】

【what? Break up, true or false, isn't your relationship very good? 】

[After such a long-term relationship, think about it more, it is not easy to go from campus to wedding dress in this era. 】