The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

"Ginger mustard."

Banshu knelt down and reached out to gently touch his fluffy black hair, as if she had just met him for the first time.

Shang Ting looked unbearable: "Shu Shu..."

But Pan Shu just looked up at Shang Ting calmly with her fair little face, and even a smile slowly appeared on her lips. She was so calm, but Shang Ting felt even more uneasy.

I always feel like I've overlooked something.

The weird feeling lingered so much that Shang Ting couldn't breathe.

Pan Shu gently touched the young man's pale and handsome face. He had lost a lot of weight, his chin was tapered, and his pale lips had a slight upward curve.

A dull pain spread from the tip of my heart.

Tears rolled down.

She closed her eyes slowly and with difficulty, "Let's bury him."

The young boy who would sweetly call her sister died completely at the age of 19.

Spread your fingers and do the math.

He actually lived only seven years.

When Pan Shu stood up, a great sadness and desolation hit her heart, and tears fell. She choked and closed her eyes, unable to bear to look at Jiang Jie again.

"Shu Shu...Shu Shu!"

Probably Jiang Gai's death was too irritating to Pan Shu.

Pan Shu fell seriously ill.

But on the day Jiang Gai was buried, Pan Shu struggled to wake up.

In this apocalyptic world, people die every day. Death is not a rare thing. Even if they are thrown out hastily, they can be buried with a good burial.

"Where?" This was the first thing Pan Shu said when she woke up.

Xie Chen straightened up, and he paused for a while without speaking, until Pan Shu's face turned cold.

Then he spoke slowly: "It has been burned and buried."

"..."

The air became stagnant for a moment.

"Buried somewhere." The woman's voice was hoarse.

Xie Chen suddenly approached her, his slender and powerful arms resting on the wall behind Pan Shu, his handsome and dignified face was very close to Pan Shu, and there was pain in his voice.

"Is Jiang Jie more important than me?"

Pan Shu was silent.

In Xie Chen's view, this is already an answer.

The uneasiness and jealousy that had been buried in my heart for a long time burst out.

The boy's chest rose and fell violently.

The slightly upward phoenix eyes contained a storm that would destroy the world.

"Banshu. You are partial, you just like Jiang Ai. I am nothing to you, is that right?" Xie Chen said with red eyes, word by word, "Now that Jiang Ai is dead, am I going to die for the rest of my life?" Can’t you even surpass Jiang Jie?”

"When you look at my face, do you only think of Jiang Jie..."

Xie Chen lowered his arms feebly.

He hated this face so much.

This face similar to Jiang Ai's seemed to remind Ban Shu all the time that Jiang Ai died for her.

Ban Shu's eyebrows moved slightly, and she stretched out her fingers to carefully trace his beautiful and delicate face.

"Why do you think so..."

She stood on tiptoes and kissed his forehead gently, as if to comfort her, "You are Xie Chen, not anyone else's substitute. Don't be so sensitive. Jiang Ai died too suddenly. I just haven't recovered yet."

"Really?" Xie Chen smiled, "But when my sister was unconscious, she kept calling Jiang Gai's name."

"It's because he has been with you for seven years. I know it. Sister, don't be afraid... Xie Chen doesn't blame sister. After all, he is a dog. He should have developed feelings after raising him for seven years, right..."

"Snapped!"

Not finished yet.

Xie Chen was slapped and turned his head away.

He licked his lips and raised his eyebrows, "Huh? Why did sister hit me?"

"do not you know?"

Pan Shu stared at him indifferently.

The young man raised his hand to cover the woman's cold eyes and sighed softly, "Sister, don't look at me like this, I'm just telling the truth."

"Jiang Jie is just a despicable wild dog that always wag its tail and beg for mercy."

Xie Chen looked crazy.

The curtains were drawn tightly and the room was dark.

Only the small dim lamp shone on the young man's delicate and sharp jaw. Following the young man's movements, it occasionally swayed to the bridge of his nose.

His lips curled slightly.

He was clearly smiling, but his eyes were filled with coldness.

"It's my fault that I got separated from my sister and was taken advantage of by Jiang Gai. From now on... let Xie Chen stay with my sister forever, okay?"

"Thank you!"

"Huh? Sister."

"You're crazy, let me go."

Xie Chen hugged her tighter, with sick and dark emotions dancing in Ming Mingming's eyes, "Didn't sister say you can give it to me? Just now, today, okay?"

"By the way, Jiang Gai's body was buried today."

The young man irritated Pan Shu like crazy.

such.

Pan Shu's mood seemed to be able to fluctuate for him for just a moment.Even if it’s hate, it’s okay to hate.

Xie Chen hated that she always pretended to be calm and gentle in front of him.You obviously don't care about him, but you still want to make fun of him.

He doesn't understand.Don't understand either.

But Xie Chen knows.

In front of Jiang Jie, Pan Shu was lively and smiling.

she cried.

Xie Chen's heart seemed to be squeezed tightly by a big hand, and the severe pain spread to all his limbs.

The more it hurts, the more he hates it.

He said Jiang Jie was a wild dog.

But the young man knew that he was the real mad dog.

Xie Chen let go of her in defeat, and his slender figure staggered back. He lowered his eyes hastily, not daring to look at her, "Sister, Xie Chen is not a bad boy... I'm just jealous. Why was it me at first, and then... Turned into Jiang Jie? He was just lucky enough to have a face similar to mine, and he was able to get my sister's favor and favor, but I was forced to be separated from my sister for ten years..."

Pan Shu raised her eyes.

She said seriously, "I never saved Jiang Jie because he looked like you."

"I never mistook him for you either."

"Ginger mustard is just ginger mustard. That's all."

Every calm word of the woman turned into a sharp weapon and plunged into Xie Chen's heart. He opened his eyes in disbelief, "I don't believe it."

"What's so good about him? He's stupid and not smart. He just believes a few words from others."

"He has a despicable temperament, but he still hides his poisonous and bad nature, and he acts coy in front of you."

Thank you again.

Pan Shu interrupted him, with a line of wet tears still hanging on her face, "Jiang Aye is dead. No matter what happened to him during his lifetime, after he dies, you should stop targeting him."

Xie Chen fell completely silent.

His eyelids drooped as if he were dying.

"Sister, don't hate me." If you like Jiang Jie, I can become him... just don't hate me.

From beginning to end, Xie Chen was also a young man who worried about gains and losses.

Pan Shu sighed helplessly, "Thank you, you and I depended on each other when we were young. It was you who protected me so that I could live. How could I hate you?"

"But I don't want these."

Xie Chen suddenly stepped forward and hugged Ban Shu tightly. His soft and hot lips gently pressed Ban Shu's small and white ear. His hot body showed the fact that he was already an adult man.

"I want you to love me. I don't want favors."