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

Song Qiao woke up slowly. She knew everything that Nu Jiang had done, and after what happened before, her turbulent consciousness had stabilized.

In the small divine realm of Emile's clone, Song Qiao slowly sat up in the empty silence, looking blankly into the distance.

Emile did not show up. She may have felt that Song Qiao needed to be alone.

This was indeed the case, Song Qiao didn't need comfort, she just felt cold. This coldness does not come from the body, but from the soul.

From nothing at the beginning to nothing now.

What did she gain and what did she lose?

[Song Qiao...are you okay? 】The system finally couldn't stand it anymore and spoke timidly.

Song Qiao rolled his eyes. There was no trace of life in those smoky gray eyes.

[Don’t be like this. Once you regain the power of the Supreme God, you can rescue Ye Ziqing. 】The system couldn't help but persuade.

"I know." Song Qiao replied coldly.

Before the system could continue, "Of course I know what kind of power I will have after I return to the Supreme God. It will be very easy to save Ye Ziqing. I just think it is ridiculous. All the people who say they love me have never really have heard my voice."

"They thought they understood me and thought they were doing my best, but they all chose to leave me for my own good."

"Why don't you ask me if you want to save this world..." Song Qiao said and laughed sarcastically again.

"You know, I am really willing to give up everything for them, even if the world is destroyed and humanity is extinct..."

Song Qiao lowered his head and looked at his palm.

"I am willing to accept such a selfish, cruel and despicable version of myself, but they are unwilling to accept it."

[Don’t talk about yourself like that, if you really get to that point, you won’t be happy. 】

"Heh... maybe..." Song Qiao twitched the corner of his mouth.

[Do you want to go out and see that child, your child...]

Song Qiao was stunned for a moment, complex emotions flashed in his eyes, and finally turned into some kind of determination.

【what are you doing! 】The system exclaimed.

Song Qiao's soul suddenly left her body, Xingyuan was in her hand, and the tip of the sword shone with sharp light. Her body gradually became transparent, and under Song Qiao's control, a red thread could be faintly seen in her heart.

Raising her hand and waving Xingyuan, she cut off the thread neatly. Not only that, she also cut open the heart and dug out the red thread completely.

The next second, her soul returned to her senses. The severe pain made her pale and her face was covered with cold sweat.

The red silk thread seemed to have a spirit, twisting in her hand, trying to return to her body, but she crushed it mercilessly.

【Why are you doing this! ! Why do you want to cut off your love! 】The system shouted again.

Song Qiao said expressionlessly, "I don't want love anymore."

[There is also Meng Lingyu! Do you even want her?】

Song Qiao knew what the system meant. She only had Meng Lingyu left. Cutting off her love was tantamount to giving up on Meng Lingyu. What she had done was extraordinary.

"This is the best for her." Song Qiao said softly.

Soon, the feeling of love gradually disappeared from her heart, and those memories were so profound that they seemed like yesterday. She will always remember her love, her pain, and her heartbeat.

Wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, Song Qiao curled her lips and smiled, charming but not charming. She seemed to have come to life again, and no trace of decadence or pain could be seen anymore.

"Xingling, please send me out. Thank you for taking care of me." Song Qiao said in a relaxed tone.

Emile still didn't appear, but Song Qiao was taken away from the divine realm.

She returned to Si Qing's bedroom. Everything here was exactly the same as the day she left.

Song Qiao looked around, a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, "I think back when Si Qing and I marked each other here, it was such a wonderful feeling."

【Are you OK? 】The system really feels that Song Qiao, who is in love, looks kind of crazy and normal.

"Huh? Don't worry, I'm fine." Song Qiao chuckled, turned and left the room.

I contacted Alvin on the way and made an appointment to meet in the research room.

When he arrived at the research room, Alvin was already waiting there.

"How is the baby? He should be 8 months old now. Is he going to be born soon?" Song Qiao asked as he walked.

Ivan felt something had changed about Song Qiao, but he couldn't tell. The other person had disappeared for a few months. Maybe he just kept everything in his heart?

"No, something went wrong. All her data are normal, but she just can't meet the standards for delivery..." Ivan said, turning on the instrument. In the artificial uterus, the oval container became much larger, and the liquid inside Bubbly, a beautiful baby girl lay curled up inside.

Different from ordinary babies, she is very beautiful, with smooth skin and a few hairs on her head. Her eyes are closed at this time. If it were not for the artificial umbilical cord on her belly, she would look like an exquisite doll.

Song Qiao leaned over and touched the shell of the artificial womb, looking at the child inside with gentle and surprised eyes. "Maybe it's because her biological mother and I are both very strong, and she needs more nutrition to develop."

Mother...what is this name? Alvin was confused.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Alvin, during this time. I will come to see her every day." Song Qiao straightened up, smiled at Alvin, and then left the research room.

Song Qiao's return was notified to Xia immediately. After all, during her absence, Xia was fully responsible for some work. Of course, there was a backlog of documents that she had to sign.

In the Yindan building, Song Qiao had just changed his clothes. As soon as he entered the office, he was hugged by Xia.

"...You are so excited my adjutant." Song Qiao smiled and hugged Sia back.

Xia raised her head and looked at Song Qiao in surprise, "What did you call me?"

"Huh? What, you don't like it?" Song Qiao asked with a smile.

"No, I like it very much." Sia also smiled back, "Welcome back, Director."

So in the following days, the staff of the Secretariat were surprised to find that their new consul was also in a wheelchair.

And the wheelchair is still left over from the previous one.

Leaning on the back of the chair, Song Qiao used his mental power to control the wheelchair to run very fast, with Chloe chasing after him pitifully. "Auntie! Slow down!! Wait for me!!"

"Hahaha! If you can't catch up, I will double your homework for today!" Song Qiao laughed.

"I finally understand why Si Qing has to sit in a wheelchair all day, so happy!" Song Qiao and the system sighed.

[Some people are as sick as Xi Tzu, but you are as active as a stripped rabbit. How can it be the same! 】

"It's the greatest respect for the wheelchair that I don't move like a crazy rabbit."

[You are hopeless, your image! 】

Song Qiao stopped the wheelchair, and Chloe caught up with her and threw herself into her arms, "I'm so exhausted!!"

At night, after feeding the nearby Ertes, Song Qiao returned to the bedroom to rest. After taking a soothing bath, she put on her pajamas and buried herself among the dolls. She picked up one of the cat dolls with a cold and arrogant mouth and held it in her arms. She kissed the doll's face and said, "Good night, Si Qing."

The system watched everything in silence. It didn't know whether cutting off the love was a good thing or a bad thing, but at least Song Qiao could finally have a good sleep instead of waking up crying in his dream.