Shenhao: I can see the goddess’s wish list

"How are you doing?" Luo Feng said.

"I guess I have to create a new account!" Wang Xiaoyu sighed and said jokingly.

"So serious?" Luo Feng hesitated.

"Yes, the leukemia treatment failed and it developed into the late stage some time ago. Now my whole body hurts, I can't sleep, and breathing is a bit difficult. If we were allowed to delete the account in advance, I would want to delete it and stop playing!" Wang Xiaoyu said optimistically.

Deleting an account means losing everything.

"Is there no other way?" Luo Feng asked.

"Basically, I have already had a bone marrow transplant. Drug treatment has no effect. I am now in the late stage and have developed resistance to various drugs." Wang Xiaoyu said.

"Why is this happening!" Luo Feng said with some distress.

"Forget it. Actually, I've thought it through. I'll delete the account and create another one next time. Who knows, maybe I can create an account exactly the same as yours?" Wang Xiaoyu said to comfort herself.

indeed.

Luo Feng's life and account are quite awesome.

"It seems to make sense. After eighteen years, you will be a hero. But, do you really not want to struggle anymore?" Luo Feng asked.

"Brother, I've struggled, but it's no use. If there is any way, who would want to delete the account? It's like playing a game. If this game is still a little bit playable, I don't want to stop playing!" Wang Xiaoyu said metaphorically.

"Think about me. Although I am not worth mentioning compared to you, my brother, I am also a top student at Magic City University. When I graduated, I received an admission letter from the official First Construction Group. My future is bright!" Wang Xiaoyu said with emotion.

Luo Feng smiled and said, "My dad told me before that after you graduate, you can come to our company!"

"Your dad didn't lie to you. I can indeed come to your company, and with my academic qualifications, if I get into Jiamei Construction, I'm likely to be a senior executive in the future, and then marry a beautiful, rich woman, and reach the peak of my life!" Wang Xiaoyu smiled at the future, but everything in front of him was like a chasm that separated everything.

"What a pity, I can't wait for that day!" Wang Xiaoyu said jokingly.

"So do you want to wait until that day?" Luo Feng put away his joking intention.

"Brother, what do you mean?" Facing Luo Feng's question, Wang Xiaoyu felt a glimmer of hope, but was afraid that it was just a joke.

Luo Feng did not give a direct answer, but asked, "Brother Xiaoyu, do you have any regrets?"

"Regrets?" Wang Xiaoyu fell into reminiscence. After about a minute, he said, "My dad seems to have an annual salary of one million now?"

"Yes!" Luo Feng nodded.

"In addition to the annual salary, Sakura also has a year-end bonus, which is estimated to be around 500,000!" Luo Feng added.

"So, I'm really unlucky!" Wang Xiaoyu said with a sigh.

"I graduated from a prestigious university and have a bright future. My dad also earns a million dollars a year. Our family should be very happy!" Wang Xiaoyu said helplessly.

"My parents wouldn't have any difficulties in life without me. My only regret is that I rejected her," said Wang Xiaoyu.

"Oh? She? Who is she?" Luo Feng asked curiously.

"My classmate's name is Zhang Lan!" said Wang Xiaoyu.

"Are there any photos?" Luo Feng continued to gossip.

Wang Xiaoyu opened the photo album on her cell phone.

Then he showed it to Luo Feng for inspection.

"This is the graduation photo, second row, third from left to right."

Luo Feng zoomed in to take a look.

"Yes, little girl, she's a pretty girl, why would you reject her?"

Luo Feng had just finished asking questions.

It seems that the answer is already known.

Wang Xiaoyu’s life is about to end. How can he give others a life?

"Brother Xiaoyu, I heard that you were sick, so I asked for some medicine for you!" Luo Feng handed the can of food made from thousand-year-old ginseng to the other party.

Wang Xiaoyu took a look at these "three-no" products: no production date, no label, and even no name.

It feels unreliable at first glance.

But Wang Xiaoyu didn't think too much about it. He opened the lid with difficulty and drank it directly.

"Don't you want to ask what it is?" Luo Feng asked proactively.

"What are you asking? You mean well, thank you! And I have no other way to treat it. I'm not afraid of poison!" Wang Xiaoyu said with a smile.

"That makes sense!" Luo Feng nodded.

This Wang Xiaoyu, although he seems so open-minded on the surface.

But Luo Feng knew.

The more open-minded he appears on the surface.

The inner hurt is often the stronger it is.

"By the way, what's the current situation of your female classmate?" Luo Feng said, changing the subject.

"I didn't ask. My situation doesn't make it appropriate for me to care about her affairs!" said Wang Xiaoyu.

"It seems to make sense!" Luo Feng nodded again.

"Don't be so sure that everything you say is right." Wang Xiaoyu rolled her eyes at Luo Feng. During this period of time, no matter who talked to her, what she said had never been refuted.

Maybe this is the benefit of the last journey of life.

No one would talk back to me.

However, just as Luo Feng and Wang Xiaoyu were chatting, Luo Linhao and Xu Zhenzhu walked in. Wang Xiaoyu took the initiative to greet them, "Hello, uncle and aunt."

"Xiaoyu, how do you feel today?" Lorraine greeted.

"Almost, it feels pretty good." Wang Xiaoyu said casually.

"Where is your mother?" Xu Zhenzhu asked.

"I'm out buying things. Uncle and aunt, you guys take your seats. I'll send a message to mom and ask her to come back soon." Wang Xiaoyu said sensibly.

Lorraine looked at Luo Feng with a questioning look in his eyes.

What I mean is, did Luo Feng bring the slices of thousand-year-old ginseng?

Luo Feng nodded slightly and said directly, "Dad, I asked for the medicine for Brother Xiaoyu, and he has just drunk it. You don't have to worry!"

Wang Xiaoyu seconded the suggestion and said, "Yes, Uncle Luo, Luo Feng just gave me the medicine he asked for, and I feel it is very effective. I feel very comfortable now."

"I think it's an illusion?" Luo Feng said with a smile.

"Maybe, perhaps?" Wang Xiaoyu felt a little more comfortable, but this feeling did not bring him any hope.

Most likely just some minor reactions.

Just a painkiller.

"Brother Xiaoyu, if the doctor asks about this matter, you have to keep it confidential, okay?" Luo Feng reminded.

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