Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

People always make different mistakes at different times.

If Song Qiao feels guilty about anyone so far, it can only be Li Qingning.

At that time, she had just experienced death and was full of rage. No matter how unconcerned she pretended to be, the anger and resentment in her heart remained undiminished. She signed the Marauder Pact, defining herself as a bad guy and everything as a game.

She did not dare to face her heart. Her secret love that could not be expressed in words, and everything that could not be satisfied in this world, she got from Li Qingning.

Because of this, after leaving the plane, she decisively chose to blur her emotions. She was afraid to think about Li Qingning's state after her death, and was afraid to think deeply about her feelings.

A game.

That's it.

But at this time, after experiencing so many things, Song Qiao has matured to look at her emotions, and she wants to make a settlement.

As soon as he entered this world, Song Qiao felt a completely different feeling from before, the affinity of the plane.

"It doesn't seem to resist me." Song Qiao was confused.

[You are now a demigod, and it has been marked by you. When you become a god, it will naturally come under your control, so how can it resist you. 】

Since the plane didn't resist, it would be much easier to handle. Song Qiao didn't know how much time had passed, so she didn't go to Li Qingning immediately, but landed in S City, Ji Bei's base camp.

With her current strength, no one can find her if she doesn't want to be seen. She looked at the calendar pop-up window on the road, feeling a little confused.

It has been 60 years.

She has been trapped in Meng Lingyu's plane for so long that everything she once knew has changed.

Suddenly, her attention was drawn to the big screen in the square, which showed the handover ceremony of the country's leaders, with familiar names on the subtitles.

"Yesterday, Comrade Chu Qingge, the country's top leader, retired..." the host's clear voice sounded. Song Qiao looked at the silver-haired old lady on the screen with soft eyes.

The woman with outstanding temperament back then actually followed the path arranged by her family and was responsible for the rise and fall of a country.

With a quick thought, Song Qiao came to Ji's house. Through the discussions and some observations of the juniors, Song Qiao learned a piece of regrettable news.

In the flower shop, the female boss had just wrapped a bouquet of flowers when she heard the sound of wind chimes being pushed open on the door.

"Welcome..." She looked up and couldn't help but froze in place.

After living for more than thirty years, it was the first time to see such a beautiful person, or it was impossible to describe her beauty with human words. It was a shock that directly hit the soul.

"Give me a bouquet of roses." Song Qiao spoke, her voice slightly hoarse.

"Oh...Okay..." The female shopkeeper came to her senses and hurriedly selected a bouquet of roses with the best quality and handed them to Song Qiao.

Song Qiao then remembered that she seemed unable to pay. She couldn't help frowning and wanted to return the flowers to the shop owner. The female shopkeeper said: "Is the phone battery out of battery? It's okay, I'll give it to you!"

Song Qiao was stunned for a moment by the kindness from a stranger. Perhaps the kindness was 100% because of her face, but Song Qiao still appreciated it. She smiled softly at the shop owner, and the small flower shop seemed to light up, "Thank you very much. .”

Until Song Qiao had left for a long time, the female shopkeeper was still sitting there, looking straight at the door.

Reappearing, Song Qiao was in a cemetery on the outskirts of city S. Without disturbing the tombkeeper, she found Ji Bei's cemetery number and slowly walked there holding flowers.

What she didn't expect was that someone was already standing there.

Celebrities I just saw on TV.

Song Qiao didn't stop walking, startling Chu Qingge who was looking at the tombstone.

After 60 years, the two looked at each other again. The difference was that Song Qiao still remembered what Chu Qingge was like before, but Chu Qingge didn't recognize the Song Qiao in front of him at all.

"Who are you?" Chu Qingge quickly came back to her senses after being stunned for a moment. She never remembered that Ji Bei had ever known such a person, or that he could not be called a person.

Judging from this woman's age, it is impossible for them to know each other, and it is even less possible for the younger generation of the Ji family.

Song Qiao did not answer, but walked to the tombstone. To her surprise, it was a joint tomb.

In the photo on the tombstone, Ji Bei looks like he was young, flamboyant and domineering, looking at the camera with his chin slightly raised. Next to her is a cute-looking girl with a sweet smile and dimples on her face.

Song Qiao placed the bouquet under the tombstone and said softly: "Long time no see, Abei."

Hearing her name, Chu Qingge frowned and subconsciously wanted to step forward, "Who are you?"

"An old friend from 60 years ago." Song Qiao stood up and looked at Chu Qingge.

At that moment, Chu Qingge saw the fleeting look of Li Qingyue on her face.

She took a step back in shock and couldn't say a word for a while. After a long time, she smiled bitterly and shook her head, "You are really not from this world..."

"Sorry." Song Qiao apologized.

Chu Qingge looked at Song Qiao's face with confusion, "You haven't sorry for me, so there's no need to say sorry. Have you... visited her?"

Song Qiao was silent.

"I'll take you there."

Chu Qingge's special car was just outside the cemetery, and the accompanying bodyguards seemed to not be able to see Song Qiao. Such a strange scene made Chu Qingge's heart skip a beat. She didn't say anything more and arrived in silence all the way to the private hospital.

The environment here is very good, suitable for recuperation and cleaning. Outside the ward, Song Qiao didn't go in for a long time, and Chu Qingge didn't rush her.

"How about we take a walk?" she suggested.

Song Qiao nodded in agreement.

"After you left, Qingning went crazy for a long time, almost turning the country upside down. Later, when there was no news from you, she went abroad. After ten years of this, we all gave up. She suddenly disappeared."

"When she came back, she was so thin that she had no human form. It turned out that she had gone to many mysterious places, looking for miracles and praying for news about you."

"I chose to enter politics under family arrangements. Maybe I can help her with the help of the country."

"Ji Bei met his true love when he was 37 years old, the girl on the tombstone. Unfortunately, he got cancer eight years ago and the two passed away together."

"Don't look at me. I am still single. I am not keeping my integrity for you. I have dedicated my life to the country. I am someone who wants to enter the Hall of Glory."

After Chu Qingge finished speaking, Song Qiao, who had been listening quietly, slowly said, "It must be very hard to carry the rise and fall of the entire country on your shoulders."

Chu Qingge, who was half-buried in the ground, thought she would never feel weak. But at this moment, the sour eyes told her that she might not have developed a heart of stone yet.

She turned around silently, with her back to Song Qiao. Her body, which was thin due to aging, still stood tall and tall, "Go and see her, she doesn't have much time."

Pushing open the door of the ward, there was a thin old man lying on the bed. She was no longer young, just like the most ordinary old woman, quietly waiting for death to come.

The most painful thing in the world is that heroes grow old and beauties grow old.

Song Qiao walked step by step to the hospital bed and sat down. Although he didn't make any sound, Li Qingning on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

She noticed someone beside her and turned to look over.

Without any surprise, she smiled and held out her hand. "You finally came to me."

Song Qiao held the hand and choked for a long time, unable to speak.

"Don't feel guilty... I'm very happy... I can see you one last time..."

Song Qiao lowered his head and pressed his forehead against the back of Li Qingning's hand, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

She finally shed tears, but the tears did not wet Li Qingning's skin.

"Will we meet again?" Li Qingning asked softly.

"Will do."

The hand Song Qiao held suddenly tightened, then slowly loosened, and she heard a sigh, containing infinite regret and nostalgia. "very nice……"

She watched helplessly as Li Qingning's soul flew out and turned into a ball of light. She stretched out her hand, but before she could grab it, a twisted vortex appeared in front of her, and the light flew into the vortex. Looking through the whirlpool, Song Qiao saw a familiar face standing in the darkness.

"Meng Lingyu." She murmured.

Meng Lingyu absorbed Li Qingning's soul and inherited all her memories and emotions. She looked at Song Qiao with unprecedented complexity.

"What a strong love, sister. If she could also swallow star cores and become a god, she would be a hundred times crazier than me."

"Little fish..."

"Don't forget our agreement, you will always be by my side."

After finishing speaking, Meng Lingyu fell backwards, shattered into black butterflies and disappeared.