Quickly wear: The male protagonist is in HE with the villain again

After a busy morning, the ceremony finally came to an end after gathering for lunch.

Yan Beiheng had no interest in chatting with his peers. He ate some food early, said goodbye to the old monster in the seat, and drove away.

His father, Yan Nanting, seemed to be a Buddhist and ignored him the whole time. When he asked Jiaoran, he only cared about his health and how he was eating.

At about twelve o'clock, he returned to the office. Looking at the empty office room, he flipped through the files alone.

"Young Master."

The special assistant had just finished his fast food when he came up and saw the big BOSS that suddenly appeared in his house.

"Are you in such a hurry during lunch break?"

Yan Beiheng looked at the special assistant holding the documents respectfully and felt that he could be called a perfect worker.

"I'm used to it. Young Master, please take a look at the revenue for the second quarter and the general plan for the third quarter."

The special assistant still had that paralyzed face that showed no emotion. In fact, he was silently sad because his girlfriend didn't cook for him today.

"Hmm... By the way, has the first flight from Milan to City H taken off?"

Yan Beiheng asked him casually while flipping through the thick documents.

"em..."

The special assistant raised his hand and glanced at his watch before answering a little uncertainly:

"It should be half an hour."

"Oh...why did it suddenly grow so fast? Isn't it true that the revenue of country D was miscalculated?"

Yan Beiheng looked at the amount prefix at the end of the last page and the long string of zeros, and felt a little self-doubt.

"The calculation is correct, Shaodong, because we assisted in the installation of optical fiber and the effect was remarkable there, so the profit is super high..."

There is no way, they just develop very fast, and the stubborn D-country people cannot learn because they are very conservative and complacent.

"Ah."

After reading for less than fifteen minutes, the special assistant was amazed by Yan Beiheng's photographic memory, thinking that the young director was signing the entire document.

"Uh……"

Suddenly, Yan Beiheng felt his heart throbbing and couldn't hold it back, and a large stream of blood poured out of his mouth in an instant.

"Young Master!"

The special assistant was frightened to death. He threw away what he was holding and rushed over to help him.

"My heart... my heart hurts..."

The slender, jade-like fingers tightened the clothes on his chest. Yan Beiheng felt that his eyes were filled with darkness, and his heart was truly broken.

"Young Master...I, I'll call an ambulance!"

The special assistant was so anxious that he vomited a large mouthful of blood. He did not dare to touch the man and called the emergency call with trembling hands.

"puff……"

Yan Beiheng felt like his heart was vomiting out, his whole body felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar, and his eyes could not see clearly.

The most terrifying thing is that Yan Beiheng cannot return to the soul space, cannot call the system, and cannot use spiritual power to repair the wound.

……

When he regained consciousness again, Yan Beiheng was already lying on the bed in the emergency room, surrounded by Yan Nanting and Chu Ye who came after hearing the news.

It seemed that he had been unconscious for a long time.

"What's wrong with me?"

Yan Beiheng's voice was rough and hoarse, but at least he could still speak.

"We don't know either, baby...how could you suddenly be...overly sad and depressed?"

I just heard what the doctor said, and everyone who asked Jiaoran couldn't believe it.

Yan Beiheng's heart was damaged, and the reason turned out to be outrageous excessive sadness? !

Could it be that his son actually cares about being the heir, and he was just pretending, but when he turned around, he became depressed and vomited blood?

sad? Heartbroken?

Yan Beiheng felt that the world in front of him was dark, he muttered to himself in his heart, and closed his eyes again.

"What's going on, system?"

Yan Beiheng could finally return to the soul space. His soul body became turbid and he looked at the system that had shrunk into a ball.

He will not be sad for no reason, unless... except for his Ah Huai...

Yan Beiheng didn't want to think about it and ran away, but his eyes were stained with color and his soul became muddier as he stared at that stupid system.

"Su... Host, I, I am really innocent. I declare in advance, please don't anger me..."

The small system feels that it is finished. It could get away with it every time before, but this time it is really finished...

"Say."

Yan Beiheng's teeth were chattering, but the pure black color finally reached the knees of his soul body.

"Male...Bai Zhonghuai, he...he was just...in Minan..."

The little system did not dare to say any more, because it anticipated the extremely dangerous aura, which was more terrifying than ever...

"What happened to him? What happened to Ah Huai?! Tell me...!"

That evil pure blackness finally spread to the man's chest, obviously in just the blink of an eye.

"He was...he was hit by a car and died..."

The small system trembled, the small system screamed, exclaimed, struggled...

It's all in vain, it's all vain, no one can fight him, the pure black soul body at this moment——

Yan Beiheng, he devoured the ball that brought bad news in one gulp, chewed it twice, and then swallowed it cruelly.

"died……"

"died……"

"They're all dead..."

"Go to hell..."

……

The originally pure white and transparent soul was gone forever. Yan Beiheng turned pure black, and his eyes shone with a strange red light.

After just turning around in the soul space, he returned to his physical body. The eyes he opened were so dark that they were eerily dark.

He became a walking zombie and refused to communicate with anyone. He rushed to the parking lot as if he didn't see the concerned eyes of his family.

None of the four people could stop him. Yan Beiheng arrived at the airport wearing a hospital gown and driving the car at a speed that was almost flying.

"Ah Huai..."

I will resurrect you, don't be afraid.

The man with a pale face stood there. The conductor looked up and almost fainted.

"There's an immediate flight to anywhere."

If the shell hadn't been weak, why would Yan Beiheng have wasted his time.

……

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...God...damn...it's really disgusting..."

Yan Beiheng knelt on the ground, looking at his lover's broken body, his eyes filled with black mist finally shed tears of blood.

Luo Ming didn't know how this person appeared, because he had just escaped from the hospital. When he saw the mangled body of his artist, he covered his mouth to suppress nausea.

"Ah Huai..."

Yan Beiheng's hands were covered with blood, and he tried to piece together his face, but his hands were shaking and he always failed...

"Hahahahahahahaha..."

The space shuttle just now almost consumed all his spiritual energy and points. Yan Beiheng finally found his lover, how could he give up...

His soul was torn apart, but Yan Beiheng continued to use the law of time as if he couldn't feel his soul being eaten away.

……

Useless.

It turns out that he, Yan Beiheng, has always been living in illusory fairy tales.

loser.

"Jiejiejie...I remember you, sensitive and despicable...Tiandao..."

Yan Beiheng knew that his soul was about to melt, but he was really unwilling to do so...

why?

It was just the lowest level of consciousness, but he still entered the game unprepared and became a sharp knife...