Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 42 Back to the reality of the scum 3

"Do you have feelings? What kind of feelings?" Qin Qiu warfare asked.

Ye Yuxuan indifferently thought about it, only to answer indifferently: "I cried."

Qin Qiu lived, squatted, and lived. The lips licked for a few seconds before saying, "You, you, you... you cried."

In the last sentence, he almost snarled.

Who is crying in this world, Qin Qiu is not surprised.

But if Ye Yuxuan cried, he would doubt whether it was the end of the world.

Ye Yuxuan closed his eyes and his face was a little tired. "I have a dream, a long, long dream."

Qin Qiu was still shocked. "What dreams are so powerful."

You must know that Ye Yuxuan has no feelings, let alone crying. It is estimated that all the people around this man are dead, and he will not frown.

Ye Yuxuan opened his eyes, and in a dead eye, finally a slight mood swing.

"It's a dream about love."

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"The brother of the president loves me again" follow-up:

The rain in thunderstorms always looks extraordinarily cold.

Under the gray weather, Han Zhengyu saw Bai Weiwei buried.

He licked his lips and his body quickly lost weight in a short period of time. When he saw the burial of the casket began to bury, he suddenly rushed over and grabbed the casket.

"Mr. Han?" The crowd exclaimed, but still can't stop the man in front of him.

Because his eyes are too desperate, desperate people can't help but feel compassion.

"Wei Wei said that she doesn't like the cemetery. She wants to go to a place full of flowers. She is afraid of being alone, I have to accompany her."

Han Zhengyu is holding his casket, his pale face is attached to the cold casket, as if this is his only redemption.

He thought that he could withstand the pain of losing her. After she died, he seemed to feel no pain at all, and arranged everything in order.

He did not think that Bai Weiwei had a mobile phone on his body and that the phone was still recording.

All the voices that confronted Li Qingqing before her death were recorded.

"Yes, I did it, but no one knows about it..."

When he heard the words of Li Qingqing's roar, the whole person was cold from beginning to end.

He remembered that Bai Weiwei tried to explain to him after he recovered his memory. The car accident was framed by others, but he did not believe it. He indulged the real murderer and killed her.

Unprecedented remorse and pain, like termites, bite his heart into riddled holes.

"I love him……"

This sentence, with a heart-breaking hemoptysis sound, is so painful, but can still be said word by word.

When Han Zhengyu heard this sentence, he felt that the whole world was quiet and the darkness went down.

Then there was the pain, and the whole person was torn apart.

The tears in his eyes finally fell, one by one, line by line, surged out.

Remorse, pain, thoughts, despair are intertwined into an unbearable burden, and he is completely bent.

"Wei Wei, Wei Wei, Wei Wei..."

"I love you too……"

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Qin Qiu: "...hey, so you cried."

Ye Yuxuan’s quiet face could still see a trace of exhaustion. He nodded. “When I woke up, my face was tears.”

Qin Qiu: "So you also feel the heartache?"

Ye Yuxuan was silent for a long time. He was nervous until Qin Qiu, and then he shook his head. "I don't know."

(End of this chapter)