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

Night came as expected, and Song Qiao couldn't convince Ye Ziqing to share a bed before going to bed. She didn't really climb into Ye Ziqing's bed as she said. It's a joke. She has always been aboveboard in everything she does! You would never act like a villain!

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" Song Qiao turned over and saw that the night light beside Ziqing's bed was still on, while Ziqing was holding a book and reading quietly.

Ye Ziqing didn't look at her, but his voice seemed to have magic power, making Song Qiao couldn't help but close his eyes. "I'll sleep soon..."

Ye Ziqing's voice became farther and farther away, as if a gust of wind was blowing away. Song Qiao kept falling in his dream. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a ward.

The woman holding his hand was very familiar, Li Qingning in old age.

Her old face did not have the gentleness and tranquility of that day, but was full of resentment, "Why did you leave me!! Why!!" she asked.

Song Qiao's face was expressionless, and there was a knife in his hand, which he slashed hard. There was a crash, the sound of broken lenses, and she continued to fall.

The fall stopped, and this time the young Linglong was in front of him, looking at her sadly, "Do you love me...or someone else?"

"Tsk, are you going to go through all the planes I've experienced? Isn't it annoying?" Song Qiao frowned and continued to strike.

Crash, break again, fall again.

Who will it be this time? Song Qiao thought.

The result was not the plane she experienced, but the pain and despair she had experienced in this world. Her sister was insulted and committed suicide, and her mother was assassinated. She watched everything happen but was unable to stop it.

She vaguely heard whispers, telling her that she needed strength.

When the scene turned, she saw Ye Ziqing holding a man with a vague face on her arm and about to complete the wedding.

"That's enough, there's no end to this shit, right?" Song Qiao was angry, slashing twice, breaking the mirror.

It seemed that these things could no longer scare Song Qiao. The whispers in the darkness gradually disappeared, and only Song Qiao was left in the gray-white space. She was surprised. The illusion was broken. Why didn't she wake up? Seconds later, she saw Meng Lingyu flashing in front of her.

"I'm going!! Brother, please stop messing with me! You will attract the real her!" Song Qiao exclaimed to stop her, but unfortunately it was too late. The whispers came again, this time turning into wails of agony, as if fire was burning through them.

Meng Lingyu's figure twisted, flickered, and finally stabilized before appearing in front of Song Qiao.

Song Qiao subconsciously took a step back, but thought that her retreat was meaningless here. Where could she escape to?

Meng Lingyu was dressed in a long black dress. Maybe it was because she had an extra jealous power that suppressed the twisted power in her body. She looked much calmer and sober than last time.

At least she didn't drag Song Qiao to death as soon as she came up.

The black and purple earrings in her ears swayed gently as she walked. There is only one earring left, and there is another one on Song Qiao's chest.

She finally came to Song Qiao, slowly stretched out her hand and hugged Song Qiao in her arms. The deep purple pupils were full of love and guilt, "I'm sorry... I hurt you before."

? ? Is it really back to normal? Song Qiao stiffened and didn't quite believe it.

"I have always been confused before... I did not expect that the reincarnations I have experienced will allow me to control the imperfect power of cause and effect. Sister Qiao... are you willing to forgive me?" Meng Lingyu whispered in her ear. , the voice was a little choked.

Song Qiao's heart softened, but she would not forgive easily. Even though they were the same person, it was an indisputable fact that Meng Lingyu killed Gu Mingjun! If she forgives Meng Lingyu, what will Gu Mingjun do?

Even if Gu Mingjun never comes back.

As long as Song Qiao still remembers her, she will exist. She is not a split soul of some god, a fragment that can be recycled at any time. She is real, her love, her warmth, her crying and laughter, Song Qiao Will always remember it!

Song Qiao's silence made Meng Lingyu sigh, "I can't stay too long. This may be the last time I come to see you. Are you really not going to say something to me?" She raised her head and looked directly at Song. Joe, with a pleading look on his face.

Being stared at by a face like that with such an expression, let alone a human being, even a god would be unable to control his softness of heart.

What's more, between Song Qiao and Meng Lingyu, it's not a question of forgiveness or not. Doesn't she owe the other party? If we could see the causal line between the two, it would already be a mess!

Song Qiao also knew that facing Meng Lingyu who had regained consciousness, he had no advantage and all resistance was a joke.

"Lingyu... you... pay attention to safety..." In the end, Song Qiao could only say this with trembling. What else could she say? Did you ask the other party to wait for you in the divine realm? Don't add to the confusion. If you keep talking nonsense about promises you can't afford, it will really make no sense.

Meng Lingyu smiled and kissed Song Qiao's forehead gently, "I will wait for you in the God's Realm."

She broke into countless butterflies in Song Qiao's arms, and then slowly disappeared.

A small divine realm somewhere on the other side of distant time and space. In the temple, a purple dark light silently entered Meng Lingyu's body. Her closed eyes slowly opened, and a smile flashed in her eyes.

"Call me Lingyu... Hehe, it's true that I am still as stubborn as ever. It seems that the absorbed memories are not completely useless." Meng Lingyu murmured, she stood up and looked at the countless subordinates below.

"Stop the pursuit of Shang Yuxue. I will arrest her personally and do my best to investigate Stuart's whereabouts!"

"Yes! Lord!"

Everyone scattered and Meng Lingyu touched her lips, "If I catch Shang Yuxue, should I kill her? Will she be even more angry if I kill her? In fact, she is very cute when she is angry." She thought After she absorbed Gu Mingjun that day, Song Qiao, whose eyes were flushed with anger but unable to resist, smiled a little deeper.

Soon, she stopped smiling and her expression became serious. "Pollutant, something more evil and weird than the power of distortion. It seems that I have come into contact with a great secret."

"However, that thing actually wants to bewitch me. Haha, it's really interesting to bewitch the god of distortion of cause and effect."

After feeling his stupid apostle position, but he still didn't come out during the mission, Meng Lingyu frowned in displeasure, "Forget it, she's so stupid!" She was disgusted, if she had known she should have slapped her to death and then extracted her memory! Now she has wasted one of her apostle slots and cannot provide herself with any help!

In the real world, Song Qiao woke up from the illusion and found that his hand was being held. Ye Ziqing frowned and looked at him worriedly.

"Just wake up." Ye Ziqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Qiao looked at Ye Ziqing without blinking. Sure enough, no matter how similar they looked, the two people were completely different.

Ye Ziqing saw that Song Qiao seemed to have fallen into a nightmare and was in great pain. He was so frightened that he quickly got out of bed and came over to check. Even after calling for a while, Song Qiao showed no sign of waking up. She had planned to force herself into a dream if she didn't wake up. Fortunately, …