The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 1368 Hero, Dried This Bowl of Chicken Soup (156)

"No disease, between me and you, it's impossible after all, don't think about it anymore." Lian Mo said.

"Brother Lian Mo, just take me by your side and be a concubine, don't you want to?" Nangong Wubing looked at him with a sad expression, "I... I don't want anything, I just want to be with you for the rest of my life By my side... Even if it is, it would be good to be your company."

"No disease..." Lian Mo looked at him, but didn't know what to say to convince him.

"Brother Lian Mo, you...do you despise me? Dislike me for not being a woman?" He asked crying.

"No disease, don't ask any more questions, you can go back." Lian Mo shook his head at him.

"No, don't drive me away..." he cried, "Please don't drive me away."

"Brother Lian Mo, tell me, what do you need to do to accept me?" he asked, crying.

"You said, if I can do it, I will definitely do it!" He said, looking at Lian Mo eagerly.

"No disease, I don't need you to do anything, I just hope that you have your own life and go your own way." Lian Mo said.

"Brother Lian Mo, you always tell me to go the way I want to go, but have you ever thought that the way I want to go is that I want to stay by your side." Nangong Wubing said, "The way I want to go is this way...!" Tears fell again uncontrollably.

"Can you fulfill me?" He asked again, pleading, deeply begging.

"No disease, you know, I'm going to marry Zhizhi next month..." Lian Mo said.

"You are getting married to Miss Xu, can't you accept me?" he cried.

Uh... What does Jing Qingran think of accepting him?
"Brother Lian Mo, in this world, it's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. If you marry Miss Xu, you... you can still accept me?" he said.

"But..." Lian Mo looked up at him.

"Are you afraid that Miss Xu won't want to do it?" He asked him, looking at him.

"No disease, I didn't mean to accept you, you should stop thinking about it too." Lian Mo said.

"Why?" He looked at him and asked loudly uncontrollably.

He rarely spoke in front of Lian Mo.

"No disease, can't you tell? I...I have no intention of liking you." Lian Mo said, shaking his head at him.

This sentence may hurt Nangong Wubing very much, but it is also true.

Nangong Wubing's tears fell swiftly, his heart aching to death.

"Even Brother Mo, you really don't mean that to me at all?" He asked crying.

Lian Mo looked at him lightly, then nodded slightly.

"Brother Lian Mo, do you just treat me as... a friend?" He asked again crying.

The word friend, speaking of it, really hurts.

"Wu Shi, it's getting late, let's go back." Lian Mo said.

"Brother Lian Mo, I...I..." He looked at him, his eyes seemed to have lost all vitality and became grief-stricken, looking so sad.

"I feel... I..." I couldn't live anymore.

It hurts, it hurts to breathe, it hurts to even breathe.

Even standing and looking at him hurts.

"No illness, you can go back." Lian Mo said, seeing off the guests again.

Nangong Wubing stood on the spot, feeling that he might fall down at any time, he tried his best to stand, even though his whole body was on the verge of falling.

(End of this chapter)