The BE hero who was abused by me has become a sperm

Fuyun left.

In fact, Song Yi had expected this result early on, but he never expected that the parting would come so quickly.

Just like when he came, Fuyun left silently, until now, Song Yi can only recall the apology that person whispered in his ear.

Fuyun told him not to be angry, but Song Yi couldn't figure out why he should be angry.

He once exhausted his spiritual power to erase his memory, just to keep him from being stigmatized, but now, no matter it is the teacher who judged at the beginning, or the evidence brought by Lin Qing, without exception, Fuyun did it for him.

This man had prepared everything for him, and didn't even have time for Song Yi to be verbally attacked for the second time.Fuyun is so good, how could he be angry?

Song Yi thinks that he is not an ungrateful villain, although this time he wants to bear it himself, but Fuyun has done so much for him behind his back, it is impossible for him not to be grateful.

They have obviously done such intimate things as kissing, but in fact, they shouldn't have any secrets.

But this time, the person Song Yi wanted to thank completely disappeared from the world.

Yes, disappear.

He didn't even touch half of the man's clothes, he was obviously still lying in Fuyun's arms last night, and could feel the hot temperature of the man's chest.

But now, everything seemed to have completely turned into a bubble, which made him unable to figure it out.Song Yi couldn't help wondering if he was insane, maybe all of this was just his dream, he was suffering from hypochondria and fabricated his own savior.

So now, nothing has changed.

But no, Song Yi raised his eyes.They are still in the principal's office, and the files and videos in the laptop are still playing repeatedly, surrounded by a circle of seemingly well-intentioned school leaders, deliberately "studying" something.

In fact, nothing has changed, the only thing that has changed is Fuyun—he is gone.

Just as Song Yi predicted, they could not live together for a long time, and this short time of less than a year together was already the best preferential treatment given to him by God.

Fuyun taught him to love, taught him to be kind, let him get in touch with the society, and let him have partners.

Obviously these insignificant things in life, but the other party made him subtly accept them and become reality.

Song Yi was still leaning on Lin Qing's arms, his mind was still blank, he only felt that his heart was empty, and something was inexplicably missing.

The cub probably thought he needed reassurance, so he clumsily pounced on him and gave him a fitting hug.Rarely, Song Yi didn't feel disgusted at all.

So much so that after hearing Lin Qing's words, what suddenly appeared in his mind was the scene from his dream last night.

Fuyun watched him from a distance.

They hug and kiss.

Because of the lack of emotion since childhood, Song Yi actually doesn't know what true love is. The relationship between him and Fuyun is smooth and smooth, without any delay, and he doesn't think it is difficult to accept a man as his lover. of.

Rather than saying that both of them expected today, it is better to say that they both understand that this relationship cannot last long.

As he thought, he could accept reality.But when Fuyun really disappeared from his life completely, Song Yi still couldn't help feeling strange in his heart.

Not sad, but an inexplicable sense of loneliness.

"Okay!" The teacher looked at the content of the document over and over again, and laughed angrily at himself, "Such a disgusting and dirty thing can be done, how dark and jealous is it to put others to death like this."

"Principal, do you still want to protect him?"

It was clearly a question sentence, but the principal heard a threat from it.The back of his head was sweating wildly, and he agreed: "Yes, you are right."

Although Song Yi directly left Fuyun in order to face it alone, but the other party arranged everything behind his back, such as hard-to-find teachers, evidence that ordinary people can't touch, and even Su Liu's chat records of hired people on the dark net, They were all placed in front of everyone.

This is no longer a mere framing, he is committing a crime.

"I'm going to call the police now. If you didn't learn well when you were young, no one will care about you. When you grow up, someone will treat you." The veins on the teacher's arms were bulging, and even the red blood in his eyes began to appear. It was obvious that he was extremely angry.

But before the call was connected, his hand was held down.

The teacher was about to speak sarcasm just now, and wanted to see who this guy was, and he would intercede with all the evidence.

But he didn't expect that the person who stopped him was actually Song Yi.This candidate was beyond the imagination of everyone present, so that the teacher was stunned for a second and then quickly cut off the phone.

Song Yi let go of his hand.At this moment, he looked very calm, almost not like his usual self. It seemed that at a certain moment, his soul and bones were intertwined with another person in his body, so he was naturally contaminated with the other person's breath.

"Forget it." He only said these two words, but everyone understood.

When is the time for retribution, Song Yi chooses to let him go, and also let himself go.

Because he knew whose soul lived in this body, it was the villain's crime in his writing, and it was his own fault, and he couldn't implicate the original Qi Hao because of Su Liu.

Song Yi still remembers how enthusiastic this fat boy was at the beginning of school, which was the first sunshine he received in his short life, but Su Liu occupied Qi Hao's body, forcing him to do something against his original intention Come.

How could it be possible to punish the original owner for the mistake of the person who seized the house?

Besides, if Qi Hao came back one day and found that his life was all messed up, how sad he would be.

Song Yi thought about it this way, and he believed that Fu Yun would definitely agree with his approach.But other people are different, they don't know the twists and turns, and when they first heard Song Yi say forget it, the first thing they thought in their hearts was that he was stupid.

What a good opportunity for punishment. Although the police may not be successful, at least it can leave a small case. Qi Hao's life is over.

But what did they hear, that Song Yi gave up pursuing it?

Having experienced too much torture in society, the adults know better than anyone else that people are unpredictable, so they can't understand Song Yi's behavior even more, not to mention that the other party has already threatened them, how can they just say it so easily.

That is to say, under such circumstances, the school leaders who were originally neutral but turned biased spontaneously felt empathy. They pretended to be filled with righteous indignation, as if they had been framed at the beginning.

"No, how can this be forgotten. Bullying classmates and making troubles, have you ever thought that if he succeeds, he will be your fate now, and no one will defend you at that time!"

After Song Yi listened calmly, the expression on his face did not change at all, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

After a lot of experience, he is not interested in such fanning.Fortunately, the teacher looked at his expression, somehow, suddenly understood the hidden meaning.

Song Yi was protecting someone, so he was willing to give up.

The teacher hesitated for a moment, and when he walked up to him, he realized that his favorite student, whom he had remembered for many years, was even taller than him.

No matter what the reason is, the teacher chose to respect Song Yi's decision, so he waved his hand and said firmly: "Okay, Song Yi doesn't pursue it. But..."

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the headmaster's heart rose to his throat again. Since students who spread rumors are not punished, he, who did nothing wrong, should not be implicated.

"I will report it to the relevant department. Since the principal of Shenlan is unfair in this matter, then please ask the leader to judge."

Boom.It was as if the heart was grabbed by someone, and then fell heavily to the ground.

The headmaster's face turned completely pale, and even his lips began to turn blue. He broke out in cold sweat uncontrollably, which quickly smeared on his back, and there were obvious wet marks on his clothes.

"Teacher, teacher! Wait..."

No matter what the result is, this is not something Song Yi should care about. He heard the principal pleading in a low voice in the office, or kneeling on the ground, so humble.

He pushed open the door.

The air outside is as fresh as ever, but today it seems to be particularly refreshing.

However, Song Yi didn't seem to have the joy of solving a major event, he was walking on campus.

Occasionally, there was an emotional teacher, and the voice passed through the window, faintly floating out, and there were not many students wandering on the path.

Deep Blue is a century-old university, and most teachers have fulfilled their responsibilities of teaching and educating people well.And there are school leaders who flatter and flatter, but they are only a few, and they can't make any waves at all. Song Yi doesn't care about the result at all.

He walked very slowly, his steps were very light, and he could hardly hear any sound when he stepped on the stone road, so the surroundings seemed unusually quiet—as if he was the only one left in the whole world.

Probably something was missing, Song Yi recalled the past.

With Fuyun's red eyes, smooth ponytail, and the same gray slippers he stepped on, he turned on the light.

There was no aura belonging to that person in the room at all, and a living person disappeared without a trace in an instant, without leaving even the slightest thought.

They hug in the hallway and kiss in the bedroom.

But now, he was the only one left.

It is difficult for Song Yi to distinguish whether his feelings for Fuyun are relatives or partners.But when he put on the pair of gray slippers he gave Fuyun, it seemed that the familiar temperature was scalding, burning on the soles of his feet and igniting his heart.

The voice and smile of the past seemed to be close at hand, but Fuyun might not have gone far.

The heart was pinched by a pair of invisible big hands, making it difficult for Song Yi to even breathe.

The room was surprisingly quiet, and the traces of another person's life had completely disappeared, returning to the days when the light would never be seen.

He named Fuyun's world the Bright Continent in order to illuminate the protagonist's path.But now, the curtains blocked the light outside, and he couldn't see any way forward.

Song Yi suddenly thought of something. He hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his pocket. The cold wind all the way froze his hands, and he could only rely on the warm things in his hands for some comfort.

Suddenly it was winter.

The winter in the south is always so confusing. The everlasting cold and humid climate can be cold to the bones in severe cases.

Even though he was staying in the room now, he still felt the "gift" brought by winter along the way slowly.

Probably because the phone was frozen by the temperature, or because Song Yi's fingers were too stiff, he pressed twice to turn on the screen.

What came into my head was a series of missed calls, as well as WeChat messages that were pushed down at the bottom.

He pointed in with trembling fingers, but it wasn't too much, Fuyun only called him three times, but it was enough to make Song Yihong's eyes roll.

He took a deep breath and clicked on the green icon with his fingertips. The top one was the message from Fuyun. Song Yi thought there would be many messages, but the red icon only showed a "1".

[Sorry for not being able to accompany you to the end.I wanted to call you again, but it seems too late.

I understand your determination to face it alone. In fact, it took all my courage to make this decision. I'm sorry, but I still can't hold back.

I can feel the recovery of my spiritual power, but it's not in my prime, so I can't help much.Although you may complain if you do this, but Song Yi, I really don't want to see you sad again.

I used spiritual power to teleport the judgmental teacher, and also obtained evidence of Su Liu's evil deeds.As for Su Liu, don't worry, he won't do anything to harm you again. I set a lock to restrain his soul, and maybe he will be stripped from your friend in a short time—if you don't punish him.

But I'm so useless, but I just cast a few small spells, and I completely lost my resilience.

I can feel my body disappearing and I don't know where I'm going.After hesitating for a long time, I decided to type this paragraph. Please don’t laugh at me. I can’t see my lower body when I write this.

It turns out that this is the result of spiritual backlash, but I don't regret it, and don't feel sorry for me.Maybe I will return to the Bright Continent, although I am not too happy, but since it is the world you created, I am willing to stay there for the rest of my life.

I don't blame you, you created me, you gave me life and infinite abilities, I have spiritual power, I am very happy to be able to help a little in the current situation.

It's just a pity that I can't see you again for the last time, but maybe this is the best parting.I hope that you in the future will always be radiant and invincible. ]

However, Song Yi didn't understand the meaning of Fuyun's two words until now, because he had foreseen his disappearance early in the morning, and the price of overdrawing his spiritual power would be to disappear.

This time it was really the same as the preset ending in the novel.

Song Yi searched the whole house, and all the traces of Fuyun's life seemed to be fading away like a tide, together with his body fading and disappearing.

Obviously, so many memories have been left behind, but now they have disappeared before his eyes.Song Yi desperately wanted to leave something behind, he waved his arms frantically, and pressed the folds on the sofa, but in the end, he could only watch it being smoothed out by invisible force.

All the signs belonging to Fuyun, together with his created virtual character, are like a bug in the system at the beginning, like a programmed program that was completely recalled.

The air is densely covered with blue light spots that are invisible to the human eye, covering the entire room, and then continuously gather and lift into the sky. After reaching the critical value, they explode like fireworks and turn into scattered sparks.

Song Yi seemed to have noticed something, and many invisible light spots were trying his best to stay behind, maybe this was Fuyun's little spiritual power left.

But there was still no change in his surroundings. With the cracking and disappearing of invisible light spots, the excited face fell silent as if pressing the pause button.

He finally lost Fuyun.

Song Yi wept uncontrollably.

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