I am a god in script killing

Chapter 95 Rose's Funeral (End)

"This is where?"

069 looked at Bo Jun walking on a strange street, and the surrounding buildings were more gorgeous and tall than the original buildings in this script.

"'Rose's Funeral'," Bo Jun said, the people around seemed not to notice this girl talking to herself, immersed in her own world, "it's just a world that was changed after the timeline of the script was pulled back. "

"Then you are out of the world now?" Seeing Bo Jun nodding, 069 asked again, "Why don't you leave? Are you looking for Ren Huai and Bai Wei?"

"You have to take a look," Bo Jun didn't deny, "I used a god-level item, so it can't have any effect."

069 was silent for a while, then replied: "That's right."

Bo Juan curled his lower lip, knowing that Mr. System would not ask further questions.

You don’t have to say some things, as long as you know them in your heart.

"Welcome everyone to watch today's..."

Bo Jun heard the host's clear voice on the screen of the building, and suddenly caught the word "Ren Huai".

Stopping and looking around, I saw a taller boy wearing a ballet suit for performances, sitting next to the host slightly nervously——

"Then, our teacher Xiao Ren, do you have any comments on winning the gold medal in this Lausanne competition?"

The host smiled and handed the microphone to the boy sitting on the other side of the sofa.

Ren Huai took up the topic, with a clean and beautiful face with a slightly green face, and a slight blush:

"I want to thank one person in particular. Without her, I would not be where I am today."

"Oh?" The host also liked the boy in front of him, and joked in a friendly way, "Mr. Xiao Ren is blushing, do you want to thank the person you like?"

"No, no, no," Ren Huai was taken aback for a moment, then blushed even more, "It's my teacher..."

"It's Professor Bai Wei," the host said with a smile after doing enough homework, "The one who will accompany you every time you compete."

Ren Huai nodded.

"I had the honor to interview Professor Bai at the International Psychology Symposium last time," the host continued, "I heard that Professor Bai accompanied you to the capital to study ballet four years ago, and has never missed your competition. And You will give her a white rose after each match."

"Well, yes," Ren Huai laughed, his eyes were clear and bright, and his pure soul shone with a clean smile, "Because Teacher Bai is very good, very good."

As if it wasn't enough, the raised smile was more gentle:
"I will keep a white rose for Mr. Bai after all the competitions, the most beautiful one!"

"Tsk," Bo Juan sighed and shook his head after reading it, "One dog's loneliness is the fault of two dogs, you and me under the lemon tree, the lonely light and me..."

"It sounds like you have never been in love," 069 asked suspiciously, "Why are you sour?"

"Do I have the face of a scumbag?" Bo Jun raised his eyebrows, "I'm a solo mother, okay."

069 was stunned: "You didn't..."

"Teacher Bai, look at me! I was wrong, and I will never overtrain again!"

A familiar voice sounded not far away. 069 and Bo Juan looked at each other:
Bai Wei wore a mask and walked forward without squinting. The boy behind her chased her with a white rose and kept talking.

"Brother Ninth?" Bo Juan leaned against the street light and watched the two people stop and talk.

"Ren Huai came to the capital to study ballet with Bai Wei when he was in the second year of junior high school, and his mother is still alive." 069 replied.

Bo Jun laughed: "That's good."

"Teacher," the young man had a slender figure, but still looked good. He carefully grabbed Bai Wei's clothes, "I was wrong, please forgive me."

"You," Bai Wei stopped and turned around, reluctantly took out a new mask from her pocket, and stretched out her hand to put it on for Ren Huai, "You have lost four catties this month, you can't continue practicing like this."

"Yeah," Ren Huai nodded obediently, looked at Bai Wei without blinking, with a smile on his face, "I listen to the teacher."

Bai Wei nodded slightly.

Ren Huai saw that she was no longer angry, so he handed the white rose he was holding to her: "Teacher, here it is for you!"

Bai Wei took it with a smile, and rubbed the child's head again.

Bo Juan watched the two people walking together with a smile in his eyes:

"Ninth brother, why do you think Bai Wei is willing to give in and apply for a professor?"

"Hmm..." 069 thought about it, and then laughed, "Probably because this child is very special."

He was as beautiful as a rose, and he withered like a rose.

So the gods bowed down to show mercy and gave the believers a new life.

No gossip this time, no malicious jealousy—

Only the salvation like light warms the thornless white rose.

　This article about Little Rose is actually the first story I wanted to write, and the inspiration comes from real experience.

　　In fact, writing a story is to convey some of my own principles and thoughts to the audience——

　　Without suffering, no evaluation; born equal, to treat others kindly.

　　My brother Jun will not be indifferent to any kind and pure soul.

　　I don't force the combination of the three views, and I won't impose my thoughts on anyone, just enjoy watching it.

　　An'an, please vote for me after the plane is over. A new one will be opened tomorrow, involving e-sports~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)