Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

"I'll get another black one tomorrow." Jiang languo's voice is obviously not as powerful as that of young people.

Tears whirled, Cheng Ji bit his lips, and said, "well."

Cheng Ji accompanies Jiang languo's side, watching him so old, but also in order to satisfy himself, to endure the smell of hair dye.

He gave the money to his younger brother. Cheng Ji took Jiang's hand and wanted to cry, but could not cry. He forced out a smile: "Jiang Lang, I suddenly feel that it's very beautiful again. We don't dye it. Shall we go to eat? I'm hungry."

"Good." Jiang languo responded unconditionally.

Looking at the man for himself to untie around his block release, he is still texture tight white fingertips.

Block release completely untie, Jiang languo's eyes touched his fingers, texture relaxation, skin wrinkle, easy to see age.

He's still old.

In his later years, Cheng Ji plans to let Jiang Lang go, hoping that he will be happy.

Cheng Ji, who moved to his new home, cleaned up the house and prepared a large table of delicious food for Jiang Lang. Slowly feed to the hand is no longer sharp ginger lazy.

When he is full, Cheng Ji's gentle kiss falls on Jiang's forehead with hot tears.

If he does something wrong, he will kiss Jiang Lang, which has become a little secret between them.

Cheng Ji's tearful eyes touch Jiang languo, and put his hand gently on Jiang's heart, and then press Jiang's button again to untie Jiang's emotional bondage.

I was wrong

"But I still love you." Jiang languo looks at his eyes, although old, but still with sincere, hot feelings.

That night, how could Jiang Lang not know that Cheng Ji touched his button. It's just because of love and indulgence.

"How can I not love you because a button is pressed or not." Jiang Yang caresses Cheng Ji's face.

Jiang Lang still loves himself

Cheng Ji is surprised.

And then it collapsed.

Ginger languid at this time, slowly closed his eyes.

"Jiang Lang..." Cheng Ji grabs his falling hand with trembling hands, and then caresses his face, which is constantly tearful.

He left completely.

Cheng Ji had a premonition.

How can he live alone.

Sorry Jiang's words are languid. He couldn't bear to let the man go through it, but he couldn't resist the passing of his life.

Jiang languo even left in the most gentle way.

"Why don't you want me..."

"How can I live without you."

On a rainy night, the man with trembling electricity buried his lover in the cemetery.

Has been tracked by AI administration, Jiang languo with him to avoid again and again, should also be tired.

Cheng Ji raises the tombstone engraved with Jiang Lang's name and puts it in front of the mound to take care of Jiang's new home.

A group of people chased here, and they finally had a clue.

People from AI Management Bureau came and saw a pile of rotten iron beside the tomb with the name "Jiang languo".

After the wind and rain, there are no signs of robots that symbolize advanced development.

Cheng Ji's self destruction.

In the heavy rain, chuanpan is pushed by his grandson, who also works in AI Management Bureau, to Jiang languo in a wheelchair.

"Granddad, are they the people and robots you've been looking for all your life?"

Chuanpan will also hide the photos of most of his life in his arms, wipe off Jiang languo's tombstone, and then stick it on.

"Yes."

It doesn't matter.

Cheng Ji, I don't want to live.

No, I can't.