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

It must have been a barrier. It was so dark here that ordinary people couldn't see anything. Song Qiao finally understood why he didn't know anything about it until his death in his previous life.

Soon, multiple SUVs arrived. A black gun barrel-like thing protruded from the top of the vehicle. The light golden light penetrated the clouds and turned into a rope-like thing to tie up the black dragon.

A man got out of one of the cars. He had a trace of stubble on his chin. He was very handsome and sexy. His shirt was slightly messy and he gave off a free and uninhibited feeling. He should be the person in charge of the team. When he saw Song Qiao, Ordinary people stood there with slightly surprised expressions.

He didn't pay attention to what happened in the air at all and walked towards Song Qiao.

After seeing the defensive measures set up by Ye Ziqing, he was even more surprised. "Are you Ziqing's friend?" he asked.

Ziqing...

These two words rolled around on the tip of his tongue. Song Qiao looked the man up and down, "Not friends." Song Qiao replied.

The man raised his eyebrows, "Ziqing never takes care of someone like this. Did you two have a fight?"

Ziqing...he actually dared to call her that.

"What's your relationship with her?" Song Qiao asked.

Being straightforward is not her style. She has always been tactful, low-key, likes to act in secret, and always adheres to the principle of doing what she does in her identity. But at this moment, she couldn't bear it.

"Hmm... Colleague and friend." The man touched his chin and looked up at Ye Ziqing with love in his eyes.

Tsk, watching this scene, Song Qiao felt very dazzling and wanted to slap this man to death.

"Oh, I haven't introduced you yet. My name is Feng Luo, a member of the Special Operations Division of the National Security Center. I will erase your memory later. I hope you understand." He said to Song Qiao with a smile.

"She doesn't need it." Ye Ziqing didn't know when he came down. He walked straight to Song Qiao and wiped out the halo with a wave of his hand.

Feng Luo frowned slightly, "Ziqing, this is against the rules."

"I'm warning you for the last time, you can call me Fellow Daoist Ye or Ye Ziqing." Ye Ziqing looked calm, but his words were very cold.

Feng Luo touched his nose and said, "We are all working together, why should we be so divided."

"Zi Qing, when are we going back? I'm tired." Song Qiao gently took Zi Qing's hand and asked in a low voice. As she said that, she came closer to Zi Qing. The two of them were very close, and the soft touch on their chests It reached Ye Ziqing’s arm.

Ye Ziqing froze for a moment, turned his head and saw the ravine on Song Qiao's chest looming, and turned slightly to block Feng Luo's sight, "Leave now."

"You can't take me back!! Let me go!! I don't want to be cannon fodder!!!" The tied man in black howled miserably. The proprietress Yi Yu lit a cigarette and leaned against the broken door frame with an expression on her face. Somewhat sad.

Song Qiao took a look, and his feeling about the power of this world government once again increased to a new level.

Feng Luo watched Ye Ziqing hug Song Qiao and leave with a slightly darker look in his eyes. From the beginning to the end, Ye Ziqing had never introduced that woman. He should have guessed that he would definitely investigate. There is no need for memory cleansing. Are you planning to take her in? However, not just any cat or dog can enter the Special Operations Department.

On the way back in the car, Ye Ziqing took the initiative to explain everything about tonight.

"As you can see, there are many aspects of this world that ordinary people cannot access. In fact, monsters, ghosts, vampires, werewolves, etc. do exist. In many cases, they live in peace with humans. If they encounter some evil Yes, someone has taken action to solve it." Ye Ziqing said softly, paying attention to the change in Song Qiao's expression, "There is a soul after death, which means that there will be reincarnation, past and present lives."

In her past and present life, contrary to Ye Ziqing's expectations, Song Qiao had no special expression when she heard these four words. It seemed that she was not the one who would lose her composure because of the word "Awan".

In fact, Song Qiao's heart was not without turmoil. "Ye Ziqing is also a predator?" she asked the system.

But I didn't get the answer I wanted, oh, the system has been upgraded.

Song Qiao hesitated for a moment, but still wanted to ask clearly. She could certainly feel that Ye Ziqing was special to her. After thinking about it, compared with herself in the previous life, the only thing that had changed was that she had experienced several worlds.

The only person who could ever call her Ah Wan was Linglong. After all, she was already the empress and no one could call her by her name.

"Yi Ziqing, why did you call me Ah Wan back then?" Song Qiao said, looking directly at Zi Qing, with expectations and entanglements in her eyes.

Facing such complicated eyes, Ye Ziqing was shocked, "I have been having the same dream lately. In the dream, there is a person who calls me Long'er, and I call that person Awan."

Song Qiao clenched her fingers and slowed down her breathing, "Long'er..."

That's it... exactly the same tone, exactly the same voice, Ye Ziqing's expression was complicated.

The intense emotion that had been suppressed for a long time instantly defeated Song Qiao.

How could there be no regrets? How could there be no regrets?

The years we spent together, the unforgettable love, the dusk when we hugged each other to death, and that white dress have long been engraved deep in her heart. Just because she wanted to keep everything that belonged to Song Qiao, she forced herself to let everything go. She couldn't accept it. Why did I once deeply love Linglong, but still miss Ye Ziqing?

Can one heart really hold two people?

Is she worthy of Linglong’s decades of affection and companionship?

And Meng Lingyu... Meng Lingyu... the person she deliberately ignored. She didn't know where he was at this moment and whether he was paying attention to everything about her.

Touching Ye Ziqing's face with her fingertips, Song Qiao stared at it. There was Ye Ziqing's unfamiliar affection and entanglement in it, which made her heart beat wildly and made her unable to control her breathing and body.

Ye Ziqing grabbed Song Qiao's hand and took it away from her face, "I am Ye Ziqing." She emphasized, not only to Song Qiao, but also to herself.

Song Qiao's eyesight returned to clarity. She looked at Ye Ziqing for a long time, and then she suddenly smiled, like the warm sun in March and the melting snow in winter. She held Ye Ziqing's hand and said, "Yes, you are Ye Ziqing. I’m Song Qiao.”

Ye Ziqing instantly understood what she meant. Before he could speak, he heard Song Qiao continue: "Zhong Liwan and Linglong are dead. They died on the ice field. They had a perfect ending."

Died on the ice field...

In a daze, Ye Ziqing seemed to see two women embracing each other on top of the glacier.

The car arrived at the downstairs of Song Qiao's house at this time. After getting off the car, Song Qiao walked a few steps and looked back at Ye Ziqing, who was still standing in front of the car. The light of the street lamp hit her face, and her beautiful outline was hidden in the light and darkness. Suddenly, Song Qiao suddenly said: "Ye Ziqing, stay away from that Feng Luo."

Before Ye Ziqing could react, Song Qiao flew into her arms like a butterfly and whispered in her ear: "I will be jealous."

After finishing speaking, she wore a red dress that was as dazzling as flames and left gracefully.

The driver wished he was blind at this time.

The fingertips gently touched the ear, and then slowly placed it on the heart. Ye Ziqing calmed his racing heart and murmured: "Are you jealous..."

Under the night, the beauty who had always been cold and dusty showed a rare smile, and the moon hid in the clouds in shame.