Quick Transmigration: I'm Almost Dead

Only now, when she saw a trace of resentment in the boy's eyes, did she realize that she knew him well.

No matter what happens, he will first blame others for his faults, and never find problems on himself.

Cheng Mingxing is a dying person. What she can say and do is very weak. In the end, she still wants to give the boy a sap. ?You have been going smoothly, without setbacks and blows. Compared with children of the same age, you are better than them."

"When you were in junior high school, you were playing at school. Your father spent money on someone to find a relationship and sent you to the best high school. You often skipped classes and hung out with other schools. Three months before the college entrance examination, you started to review. Make the final sprint and get to the point."

She said calmly, "You are very smart. If you have a goal, you will fight for it and work hard to achieve it. With your persistence, you can have a good future. It is you who destroyed yourself. There is no medicine for regret in the world. I don't know where I am wrong, it's this time, and you are still complaining."

"If your parents knew that the whole family was ruined because of your jealousy, how sad would they be?"

Cheng Ming's expression became more and more ugly, "Speaking so much, why don't you think Chang Qin's actions are against the law?"

"I just went to the forum to find a few people, designed to QJ other people, and he killed people directly. Which of these two behaviors is more serious, you don't know? Don't push me too fast, at worst, you will die!"

Seeing the resentment and sneer on the boy's face, Cheng Mingxing sighed in disappointment, "Do you feel guilty towards your parents? No."

Cheng Mingming's face turned pale, and he was too embarrassed to say a word.

"The 100 million, I will not take it back, and I will not tell your parents what happened today, it should be said by yourself."

Cheng Mingxing put the bag on his shoulder and said before leaving, "Tomorrow, whether you will live standing or crawling, it is up to you, no one can help you, never expect luck to come to you, because Your luck has been confiscated by God, and there will be no more."

Cheng tomorrow's hands on the quilt are tightly clenched together, no, he still has Zhang Zhi, even if the whole world ignores him, Zhang Zhi will not abandon him.

Thinking of this, Cheng tomorrow hurriedly shook his hands to make a phone call, and the other end indicated that he could not be connected temporarily.

After calling more than ten or twenty times in a row, it was always the same reminder. He threw the phone on the bedside table angrily, and Zhang Zhi would not want him.

At the door of the apartment, Cheng Mingxing passed out when she took the key to open the door.

Waking up in the hospital, not on the cold ground, Cheng Mingxing's expression was in a trance, thinking that she would be like at home, and there was no one to help her up. She was wondering if the neighbors bumped into her and sent her to When she came to the hospital, she saw the door opened from the outside, and someone came in, not a neighbor, but someone she didn't want to see.

Wen Wen slammed the door behind him, "You're sick, go check it out later."

Cheng Mingxing said no, "It's just a little hypoglycemia."

Wen Wen copied the pocket of his trousers with one hand, and said in front of the bed, "I didn't leave that morning, I just went to buy you breakfast."

Cheng Mingxing's eyelashes moved, and she knew it, because she saw the man's watch, tie, and mobile phone by the bed, and she didn't look like she found out that she had sex with her and left in panic.

"I've been thinking a lot these days."

Wen Wen took out the hand in his pocket, supported the edge of the bed, leaned over slightly, and said, "I like you."

Cheng Mingxing took a breath.

"I went to your apartment to look for you, just to tell you this sentence. When I saw you fainted on the ground, I took the liberty to carry you to the hospital." The corners of Wen Wen's lips twitched, "Xingxing, I can Call you that?"

Cheng Mingxing seemed to be in a daze.

Wen Wen couldn't help stretching out her hand, and gently lifted the woman's curly hair hanging on her shoulders, "You and I are not eighteen or nineteen years old, we both know what we want, and we won't be easily touched by something, just , Once touched, it will not be easily forgotten."

"Star, I was touched by you the first time I saw you, can you give me a chance to love you?"

Cheng Mingxing was silent.

Wen Wen frowned, and he stared at the woman's pale face, distressed and worried, "With me, your burden will be relieved a lot, I will work hard to give you the best life, even if it is just a try, okay? ?”

The man backed down repeatedly, even made humble pleas.

A tear fell from the corner of Cheng Mingxing's eyes, and she wiped it away with her hand just before the man went to catch it, "Wen Wen, we are about the same age and have similar work backgrounds, maybe we will be a good fit, but..."

She smiled softly, "It was too late when we met."

Wen Wen said, "It's not too late."

Cheng Mingxing shook her head, it was late, if the inspection report was wrong, she was in good health, and there was still a long way to go in her life, she might try, slowly forget about Chang Qin, reconnect with Wen Wen, or someone else. start.

However, it was too late.

God thinks that she has been procrastinating all these years, likes someone, and can't even confess to her. He is disappointed in her, and will not waste any more time for people like her.

The words "meet each other and hate late" came out of Cheng Mingxing's heart. She was stunned for a while, and met the man's nervous and expectant eyes, "Wen Wen, you have a successful career, decent conversation, good looks, and a good family background. I believe that you will meet someone who is compatible with each other, have a unique relationship with each other, have a harmonious family, and be happy."

"I bless you."

That was the last time Wen Wen saw Cheng Mingxing. He went to the teacher's house to ask about the situation. He only knew that Cheng Mingxing had left M City and traveled far away alone. Know.

Years later, there was a piece of news on Weibo, which caused quite a stir in the Cheng family.

The protagonist of the news is a beautiful woman under 30 years old, who was carried on a stretcher in a coma.

Cheng Mingxing fell ill on the way to see the sea and left soon. She chose to be alone and enjoy the last time quietly. There was no sound of relatives crying, no worries, no pressure, no complaints, very peaceful.

Cheng's mother and Cheng's father were crying out of breath, just one daughter, gone.

The relatives of the Cheng family came to comfort her. Mother Cheng sat on a chair and patted her thighs and cried loudly, saying that her daughter was just stubborn and wouldn't listen to her. She should find a boyfriend to marry and have children. If she didn't work hard, how could she get sick? Just go away.

The relatives can't help except to say a few words of condolences. Everyone understands the truth that people cannot be resurrected after death.

Anyway, life goes on.

Wanting to keep a low profile, Cheng will not go to dating forums or Weibo tomorrow.

He never got through Zhang Zhi's phone call. He went to the other party's company to ask, and they said that Zhang Zhi had resigned.

Cheng will live in fear every day, sleeping with a knife under his pillow. He has no sense of security, and always feels that Chang Qin will send someone to kill him and kill him.

Not only that, but he was also worried that the news that he was working in the clubhouse would be spread to his family, and he was also worried that when he met a guest, he did not take safety measures and let him get sick.

Or he was afraid that the police would find him and say that the bodies of those six people were found. He was identified as a messenger and imprisoned. His family could not afford to bail him out. He would face humanity in a horrible place like a prison. The ugliest side.

These things are all in Cheng Mingming's mind, making him insane and suspicious.

He checked on the Internet, and secretly went to the hospital to register and ask the doctor. He knew that he was suffering from a mental illness, but he couldn't get rid of it.

If you die, you will be free.

Every night tomorrow, when Cheng woke up from a nightmare, he would think so, but he couldn't do it, he didn't want to die.

He wants to live, even if life is worse than death.

When he received a call from his home, Cheng Mingming was on the street. When he heard the content, his first reaction was to be joking. Cheng Mingxing died. How could this be possible? When he taught him a lesson in the hospital years ago, he was full of anger.

"Mom, what are you talking about?"

"It's not nonsense, your star sister really went, you come back, uncle and aunt are very sad."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng took a taxi back tomorrow, and only then did he know that Cheng Mingxing, who told him not to expect good luck and looked at him with disappointed eyes, was really dead.

Suddenly, without warning.

No, it's not that there was no sign, it's that Cheng Mingxing kept it from him. He didn't want to see the relatives of the Cheng family when he was about to die. He was fed up with gossip.

Cheng Ming leaned against the door, his ears were buzzing, he didn't know who was crying or who was talking, his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground in a daze.

A big living person disappeared without a sound.

It's like breaking a cup, tearing a piece of paper, kicking over a trash can, it's easy.

On the balcony, a big black bird flapped its wings and flew there. It had been there for quite a while, and no one noticed its existence.

Chen You has been flying, and when Cheng comes out tomorrow, he will fly up and squat on top of his head.

Cheng Mingming lit a cigarette, and he walked aimlessly, unaware that there was a black bird on his head.

After soaking Cheng Mingming's head, Chen found that Cheng Mingming couldn't see himself, not even a bird feather, which meant that his life was long.

this is the truth.

A good person does not necessarily live a long life, a bad person does not necessarily have a tragic end, a good person dies, it does not necessarily mean a disaster, and a bad person lives, it does not necessarily mean happiness.

Everyone has their own destiny, no one can say for sure, God has already arranged it.

Chen You flew back to the villa with a full stomach, ate Chang Qin's saliva and turned into a human, and told about Cheng Mingxing's death by the way.

Chang Qin didn't even raise his eyebrows, and didn't care about other people's lives.

Chen You sighed, so cold-blooded and ruthless, how could he fall in love with him?He scratched his face, if he had to talk about his face, in one of the worlds he was so ugly that he was so ugly.

In other worlds, most of the time, they are just handsome, and they are far away from peerless, alluring cities and countries.

The body is exchanged, but the soul is always his. So, is his soul so attractive?

Chen You lay on the man's shoulder, "Why do you like me?"

Chang Qin was writing calligraphy, "I want to know too."

Chen pulled the man's ear gently, and we broke up for 10 minutes, goodbye.

When he went to the garden to play, he saw that the birds were nestling in the trees and were not moving, and they were so lazy that they were sleepy just after spring arrived.

Clearing his throat, Chen You sang loudly, "Get up! People who don't want to be slaves! Build our new Great Wall with our flesh and blood! The Chinese nation has arrived, and the most dangerous time——"

The birds were frightened and flew out of the big tree in all directions, what the hell is that?

After singing a song, Chen performed a break dance in the garden.

The birds flew back one after another, watching intently, the position of the male master in their hearts was slightly shaken at this moment.

Chen You exercised his muscles during the day, and fell asleep after playing with Chang Qin for more than two hours at night. He had a dream. In the dream, there was a handsome figure from the back. He jumped on it happily and hugged him from behind. And called out to my husband.

That figure turned around, it was not his man, but a handsome strange guy with a pair of phoenix eyes and a mole on his face.

Chen woke up again.

A bird flew into his arms the day before yesterday. He played with it and fed it. At that time, Chang Qin was laughing, which was terrifying, as if he wanted to kill the bird.

If Chang Qin knew that he dreamed about other men and hugged him, would he take off his arms?

It's all right, it's just a dream, Chang Qin will not even know his dream no matter how much he licks it, Chen is relieved and was wiping his sweat when a voice suddenly sounded in his ear, "Did you have a good dream?"

Chen You immediately said, "Nightmare!"

After a snap, the light in the bedroom was turned on, Chang Qin leaned against the head of the bed, his eyes were clear, without a trace of drowsiness.