The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 1357 Hero, Dried This Bowl of Chicken Soup (145)

Besides, for a man to be another man's concubine, this is against the common sense of society.

Besides, whether others would accept men as concubines was also a question.

Lian Mo didn't know that Nangong Wubing was in great pain in his heart right now. He was in so much pain that he was crying bitterly and even wanted to commit suicide.

How much he hopes that Lian Mo can come to his side, how much he hopes that Lian Mo can come to his side and take him away.

He thought, if he left, that Peng Xinmei would not be single-minded about marrying him, she didn't like him in the first place, if she married him, maybe she just couldn't get married, and she didn't have to marry him.

If he really left, would this marriage contract be over?
Thinking of this, Nangong Wubing felt that it was possible.

If she leaves, maybe Peng Xinmei will give up the idea of ​​marrying her.

However, after thinking about it, if I left and ran away, would the Peng family be angry because of this?Will it implicate your family?

The Peng family is not a good bird. If they run away, they will probably blame their family members.

What should be done then?
After much deliberation, Nangong Wubing came up with a solution: pretend to be dead.

If I pretend to be dead, can I deceive my family and Peng's family?

How should I pretend to be dead?
Nangong Wubing thought it over and felt that it was basically difficult for him to pretend to be dead and deceive everyone.

Playing dead is also a skill, and Nangong Wubing does not have such a skill.

Nangong Wubing felt that he should discuss with the people in his family and ask them to help him so that he could pretend to be dead more smoothly.

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On the second day, Nangong was not ill...and died...

How did he die?Yes, I was suffocated to death. I suffocated myself on the pillow without breathing. Slowly, I went away.

Everyone in Nangong's family grieved for him, his mother wept uncontrollably, and his father was also very grieved.

Then, the Nangong family held a funeral for him.

After all, Nangong Wubing was young, and his parents were still alive, so the funeral was not grand, it was just an ordinary and simple one.

When the Peng family arrived, Nangong Wubing was already lying in the coffin. The Peng family took a look at him. He did not seem to be breathing, his face was pale, very white, and there was no blood.

"It's so good, how did you die?" Peng Xinmei said, she was standing beside the coffin, but she stretched out her hand, wanting to reach inside the coffin...

"Xinmei..." Her father looked at her and quickly called her, "Don't put your hand in..." Even touching the dead, isn't it afraid of bad luck?
"Father, it's hard to tell whether he's dead or not." Peng Xinmei was always courageous and didn't care about these taboos. Her hand was already in the coffin.

"You!" Father Peng looked at her and ordered her to stop with his eyes.

"Father, I'm sure he's not dead! He's just pretending, he must be alive! He hasn't married me yet, he can't die! He can't die!" Peng Xinmei said, holding her hand stubbornly. Into it.

"What are you doing? Take your hands back! My brother is dead, so you don't even let my brother's body go?" A girl stood up and pointed at Peng Xinmei and said loudly.

This girl is Nangong Wubing's younger sister.

"Whether he's dead or not, we'll know later!" Peng Xinmei said, her hand had already reached Nangong Wubing's face, and her hand was among the people pinching Nangong Wubing.

(End of this chapter)