How to break up with Diablo [Quick Transmigration]

One side is the success of the mission, and the other side is a soul.

This sentence has flashed into Jiang Wenci's mind countless times since the last world.

Jiang Wenci was the same as the last time in the world, seeing the target like this, he felt a little soft-hearted.But he knew that he couldn't fail anymore.

Qin Mochuan squatted down and tidied up the scattered papers in a panic, most of which were badly written or wrongly written.The terminal had been stuffed back into Jiang Wenci's hands in a daze.

Jiang Wenci held the terminal tightly in his hand. Obviously the terminal had returned to his hand, but the target didn't move as he spoke, and there was no sign of blackening.But my heart is still restless, even a little sad.Obviously he is not the kind of person who sees others despairing at his subordinates without any disturbance, but under the persecution of the system, he has become the cruelest executioner.

"Look, look..." Qin Mochuan murmured, tidying up the waste paper carefully.In the end, he looked helplessly at what Jiang Wenci thought he wrote the best.

"How is my writing?" The young man with autism stared at Jiang Wenci with dark blue eyes, and then he repeated: "It's okay to say that I don't write well. "He said guilty words, and he tried his best to divert his attention to another topic and forget everything he saw on the terminal just now.

Jiang Wenci raised his head slightly and looked at the dirty and crumpled piece of paper on the floor. It had to be said that it was ugly, even after reading it a few times.

"Not bad." Jiang Wenci said guiltily, with a little apology in his smile.Just like the sun and rain that can't keep up with the time on a sunny day, there is a little brightness in the hazy drizzle, as if another person is apologizing instead of this reckless rain.

Qin Mochuan's eyes, which had been dark all this time, finally became clear.

The young man seemed to have forgotten the unhappiness just now, his pale bony fingertips even trembled with joy: "Really, really? Thank you..."

"I love you." Jiang Wenci wiped the paper flat with a smile. When he said these three words, the target's already trembling heart jumped even more. The target thought it was his confession to himself.

This... It seems that the gift my father gave me is really good.

Qin Mochuan thought.

The blackening value instantly dropped to the lowest level.

Immediately, Jiang Wenci withdrew his hand, turned around slightly and continued, "These three characters are well written."

Qin Mochuan was in a gloomy mood.

The blackening value has increased again.

Jiang Wenci tried his best to hide his sympathy for the target, and wanted to devote himself to this task with all his strength.He slid his fingertips on the smooth and sensitive surface of the terminal, wanting to check if there were any messages from the targets of the raid that day.

I just met Gu Shixiu, and there was no movement from him.It was Ji Fengbo who invited him out to play.

For the sake of the task, Jiang Wenci habitually wanted to agree to Ji Fengbo so that he could succeed in the strategy earlier.But when he finished typing the promise and was about to press send, he couldn't help flashing the time when he and the target met for the first time in his mind.

At that time, the target was a complete autistic, just sitting in the corner looking at himself gloomyly.Now it's finally getting better, but she still wants to leave him in every possible way.Isn't it more harmful?

Jiang Wenci put down the terminal and frowned.Immediately after his heart swayed, he thought, let go of the mind and body eager to complete the task and go to accompany the target for a few days, it is quite a short vacation for himself...

"Qin Mochuan." Jiang Wenci turned around and said casually, "Let me teach you how to write today." The dull expression of the target who had been isolated behind him suddenly became ecstatic, but this was only reflected in his bright eyes. Beautiful blue eyes like little stars.