Top Scumbag [Quick Transmigration]

Zhu Shuyun still did not let Zhan Qinghuan leave, Zhan Qinghuan seemed to have guessed the result from the beginning, and silently endured it.

She no longer felt the pain in her heart, because the entanglements that Zhu Shuyun had had seemed to have ceased to exist.

Zhu Shuyun is indeed very kind to her and Yin Tao. Zhan Qinghuan has no way to repay the financial, material and energy she has spent on Yin Tao for so many years.

Zhan Qinghuan knows that Zhu Shuyun is not short of money, maybe she just wants to get some love from Yin Tao.

But Zhan Qinghuan couldn't give it to her.

Although this seems really heartless, Zhu Shuyun was Zhan Qinghuan's mission target from the very beginning. She came with a purpose, and her mind was impure.

She needs to leave the task target after the favorability value reaches [-]. This is the system's regulation, and Zhan Qinghuan has no choice. She tried to test Zhu Shuyun before, but she obviously got a result that she was very surprised by.

Zhu Shuyun imprisoned her and brought back some bad memories of her past.

Knowing that your resistance is futile, you simply give up.

Now Zhan Qinghuan seems to be slowly beginning to understand the meaning of the scum girl system.

She stayed in this beautiful but uninhabited island, thinking a lot in her mind, and then slowly relieved.

People in this world are all selfish, and no one has the right to accuse others, or let others act according to their own wishes.

Since there is so little time left, then take everything lightly and let nature take its course.

The burden on the body will also be reduced a lot when the heart is relaxed. Although Zhan Qinghuan still can't feel the warmth, at least she won't be wrapped in a blanket like before.

She began to be self-willed, and when she was really idle, she would go to the studio next door to paint, paint her hands with oil paint, and graffiti wantonly, as if it could relieve the bad emotions in her heart.

Zhan Qinghuan slowly found things to distract herself, as if the physical pain would be less.

After staying here for about 20 days, Zhu Shuyun really needed her to solve something in the company. She left for a few days, and when she came back, she heard the servants tell me what snacks Zhan Qinghuan had made these days, and drew again. A few paintings or something, and sometimes I go to see a movie and laugh out loud.

At the beginning, Zhu Shuyun was a little happy when she knew that Zhan Qinghuan had made such a change, but when she saw that Zhan Qinghuan still ignored her, she felt a little uncomfortable.

She knew it was not good to keep Zhan Qinghuan locked up like this, but for some reason, Zhu Shuyun felt a secret sense of satisfaction in her heart.

She would not tell anyone about this feeling, but Zhan Qinghuan seemed to see it.

Every time seeing Zhu Shuyun's almost crazy expression towards her, Zhan Qinghuan just smiled lightly, turned around and went to do other things.

Yin Tao has hair as thick as seaweed. She has only trimmed it a little over the years, and has not dyed it. Her hair has reached her waist, and it has been carefully cared for, making it look tough and shiny.

Zhu Shuyun likes to comb Zhan Qinghuan's hair. Every day after Zhan Qinghuan wakes up, Zhu Shuyun will accompany her, help her wash, and then sit in front of the mirror and comb her hair with a comb.

Zhan Qinghuan quietly looked at herself in the mirror, and Zhu Shuyun who was concentrating on her hair.

She felt like a Barbie doll, and Zhu Shuyun was the fanatical and paranoid master, who decorated herself in the way she liked, and then showed a satisfied smile.

Zhu Shuyun will hold Zhan Qinghuan's hand, and they will go for a walk on the beach together, or go fishing with a fishing rod on a yacht. Although the harvest is not very much, Zhan Qinghuan will still feel that when a small unknown fish is caught. Interesting, and then a faint smile.

But when Zhu Shuyun saw Zhan Qinghuan's smile, he felt even more frightened.

Zhu Shuyun knew that Yin Tao hated her, but she didn't want to change the status quo.

Now I can get up with Yin Tao every day, watch the sun rise and set, bake with her, and paint together. Isn't this kind of peaceful life great?

But Zhu Shuyun could also feel that the girls around her seemed to be getting more and more anxious.

Sometimes Zhan Qinghuan would suddenly get up in the middle of sleep at night, and then lay back heavily, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Zhu Shuyun was a light sleeper, so she also got up and went to see Zhan Qinghuan, only to find that her eyes were empty and she seemed to have lost her soul.

Zhu Shuyun tried to call her: "Taotao, Taotao?"

Sometimes it takes a long time to cry before Zhan Qinghuan's eyes become slightly focused, and then she looks at Zhu Shuyun in front of her with calm eyes, almost dead silent.

There used to be some expensive porcelain placed next to the corridors of the villa, but since Zhan Qinghuan accidentally supported the wall and dropped one, Zhu Shuyun asked the servants to put away all the fragile or sharp things Get up, lest Zhan Qinghuan get hurt.

It was because once the porcelain was dropped to pieces on the ground, and then Zhan Qinghuan accidentally stepped on it.

When I was dealing with the broken porcelain on Zhan Qinghuan's foot that afternoon, due to the original pain of the wound and the abnormal rules of the system, Zhan Qinghuan passed out from the pain.

When Zhu Shuyun saw Zhan Qinghuan fainted in her arms, with a tear dripping from the corner of her eyes, she felt her heart was too painful to breathe.

After Zhan Qinghuan fainted, Zhu Shuyun still invited the doctor to give her a comprehensive physical examination.

In the end, the doctor said that there was nothing wrong with Zhan Qinghuan's body, except for some gastric ulcers. It is best to pay more attention to diet and mood.

Not long after the doctor left, Zhan Qinghuan woke up, her face was pale, she remembered the fairy tale she heard when she was a child, and suddenly felt a little funny and bitter.

Zhu Shuyun has been sitting next to Zhan Qinghuan, saw her open her eyes, but didn't say anything, because she also knew that Zhan Qinghuan was too lazy to communicate with her.

But Zhan Qinghuan stared at one place, and murmured: "I'm really a bit like the little mermaid now, my legs hurt to death if I don't walk."

The place punctured by porcelain seems to be burning now, and Zhan Qinghuan feels that her feet are so painful that she is about to lose consciousness.

Zhu Shuyun didn't hear clearly what Zhan Qinghuan said, and when she bent down to listen carefully, Zhan Qinghuan closed her eyes again.

This time, it took another month to raise her. Fifty days passed so quickly. For the first time, Zhan Qinghuan had the idea of ​​"living is suffering".

Her mental state was getting worse and worse, and Zhu Shuyun stayed with her to endure it. It seemed that neither of them wanted to let themselves go, nor did they want to let each other go.

No matter what Zhan Qinghuan touches now, she feels like her skin has been pricked by needles. 808 said that the pain will be unimaginable in a hundred days.

Zhan Qinghuan asked: Can't you block the pain at this time?

808 said: Yes, based on your good performance in the task, I can shield you from pain for half an hour every day.

Zhan Qinghuan: Hehe, I have to ask you before you can say yes.

808: Wronged, hey, I have the right to check the rules only after you ask.

Mosquito legs are also meat, anyway, there is half an hour a day, and Zhan Qinghuan feels that she can't waste it no matter what.

So one morning, while Zhu Shuyun was fast asleep, Zhan Qinghuan quietly went to the studio next door to get a drawing board and shelf and went to the beach.

Zhan Qinghuan now knows when the sun rises every morning. She squats down and wishes Shuyun to sleep soundly. She goes to the beach alone to set up the easel, and then prepares the oil paints. Watching the sea level rise little by little, the sky gradually reveals The fish belly is white, and the edge of the sun is sticking out a little bit.

808 has already helped Zhan Qinghuan block the pain, so Zhan Qinghuan painted this sunrise very quickly and with a high degree of completion.

The colors she used were bright, and the sun was already two-thirds of the way out by the time the last stroke fell.

A warm glow slowly rises, symbolizing infinite hope.

Zhan Qinghuan sat on the stool calmly, her hands were covered with thick oil paint, and some of her face was also stained.

She was waiting for the servants at home to find out that she was missing and come to look for her.

Half an hour had already passed, and when the pain hit, it seemed like overwhelming Zhan Qinghuan.

She needs a buffer of time.

Sure enough, not long after, Zhan Qinghuan heard footsteps behind her. She didn't turn her head to look, but smelled a familiar fragrance.

"I was terrified to wake up in the morning and find you gone."

Zhu Shuyun's voice was still a little lazy and hoarse. She walked in front of Zhan Qinghuan and had no time to appreciate the beautiful sunrise, but took a handkerchief to help Zhan Qinghuan wipe off the stains on his face little by little.

Zhan Qinghuan looked at the sea, her eyes were reflected a beautiful amber color, and her face was covered with a layer of golden light.

Zhu Shuyun was looking at her.

Zhan Qinghuan raised her eyes slowly, and the two of them looked at each other.

There is no hatred, no hatred, just calm as water.

Zhu Shuyun noticed before that the sunrise that Zhan Qinghuan painted today is a gorgeous color that she has never used these days.

In the past, Zhan Qinghuan painted in the studio, and the style tended to be dull and dark. When I saw it, it looked like an invisible hand, which seemed to drag people into the endless hell.

And that's exactly what she's feeling.

Zhu Shuyun couldn't help thinking, what does this painting mean?

Did she see it?Did she throw in the towel?Did she finally give in?

No.

Zhu Shuyun seemed to be able to feel Zhan Qinghuan's pain from Zhan Qinghuan's eyes, but she pretended not to see anything.

"I'll take you back?" Zhu Shuyun asked.

Zhan Qinghuan turned her eyes from Zhu Shuyun's face to the sea again, and she said slowly: "Shu Yun, do you think...does it make sense for us to be like this? Do you really want to live like me forever? "

This was the first time Zhan Qinghuan called Zhu Shuyun's name like this in so many days.

Zhu Shuyun moved her fingers a little, and she raised her hand to help Zhan Qinghuan tidy up the messy hair caused by the sea breeze, and then said: "As long as you don't leave me, everything is meaningful."

Zhan Qinghuan's face was pale and weak even under the sunlight, Zhu Shuyun looked down at Zhan Qinghuan and said, "Taotao, maybe you can give me a reason to convince me, this is already The best I can give you."

"What if I tell you that I'm dying?"

When Zhan Qinghuan said this, what appeared on his face was a bright smile that had never appeared in front of Zhu Shuyun in this period of time.

And Zhu Shuyun's pupils seemed to be shattered after Zhan Qinghuan finished saying that.

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