The villains of Quick Transmigration are all regretful!

Looking at Xu Lan's tears, Mu Ze's usually calm face suddenly showed several emotional gaps.Xu Lan wiped his tears in a panic.

The news is still self-contained, "It all started yesterday. When our reporter was dining in a restaurant, he met the daughter of the Lin family and Young Master Mu. The reply said that good things are coming soon. The reporter asked the time carefully, only to find out that it is next month. Even if this low-key couple wants to get married, they still have to keep a low profile. It is said that the two have known each other for a long time, their family backgrounds are similar, and the marriage is a matter of course. A strong alliance. The two are really worthy of being a talented woman, a match made in heaven, let us bless them again..."

Xu Lan listened to the string of blessings on the lace news, couldn't hold the fruit plate in his hand anymore, fell to the ground and broke into several petals, but no one paid attention to it.

"You want to get married, but I... have to watch the news to find out..." Xu Lan's voice was intermittent, like pearls with broken strings, falling to the ground one by one, no matter how difficult it was to pick them up.

"Listen to me, I..." Mu Ze kept wiping Xu Lang's tears with a tissue. Infected by Xu Lang's emotions, his eyes were red and his brows were tightly wrinkled.

"Is this for me?" Xu Lan opened his hand. He looked at the flowers that Mu Ze had just bought and placed on the table. In the exquisite and beautiful packaging were branches of delicate red roses.

"Or buy it in advance and plan to give it to your fiancée?" Xu Lanyue said, the sourness in his heart gradually filled, and then turned into clear tears and flowed from the corners of his eyes one by one.So the more he questioned, the more he cried.

"Lanlan..." Mu Ze changed direction and stood in front of him, making a gesture to hug Xu Lan into his arms.

"Don't call me that!" Xu Lan bent down and pulled out the flower branch on the table, and threw it heavily on Mu Ze, "You didn't do this before, why..."

His eyes, which were originally clear and bright, were soaked with tears at this moment, making them glisten even more, very pitiful.

The thorny branches scratched Mu Ze's custom-made shirt, but he didn't care. He hugged Xu Lang's shoulder, trying to comfort him and calm him down.

"What do you think of me?" Xu Lan kept struggling, not only his eyes were red from crying, but also his upright nose was red, his shoulders trembled, both angry and sad.

What did Muze think of him?Friends with benefits?Or a lover who talks about consolation?Is it a stand-in?Or an ex-boyfriend who has long since fallen in love?

"Lanlan, listen to me..." Mu Ze's hand was beaten by Xu Lang non-stop, but he didn't mind at all, he took a step forward, ready to embrace Xu Lang in his arms.

"Mu Ze, since you want to get married, then I don't want you..." Xu Lan rubbed his sore eyes, "I don't want you, it's not that you get rid of me..."

Mu Ze froze on the spot at a loss, Xu Lang still felt a little angry, so he pulled a large bunch of flower branches from the table and threw them on Mu Ze, "Go away, I don't want to see you..."

As soon as the flower branches were thrown out, he thought that this was Mu Ze's house, so he simply picked up the whole bouquet on the table and threw it at Mu Ze, "If you want to get married, then I can only bless you. Take the old..."

Xu Lang wanted to say some more words of blessing, but he couldn't say anything when the words came to his lips. His heart was pierced with holes, and he didn't want to go against his original intention again.So he didn't look at Mu Ze again, turned around and ran away.

Mu Ze's hand was scratched with a few bloodstains by the flower thorn, but he couldn't feel anything.He watched Xu Lan running towards the door, and he hurriedly started to chase after him.Because of his haste, suddenly, a large piece of debris on the floor tripped him, and Mu Ze fell to the ground without standing still.

The pain immediately spread to all limbs and bones. He looked down and saw a piece of blue and white porcelain pierced into his calf, which was very deep, and his trousers were immediately stained red with blood.The pain in the palm was no less than that of the calf, and a smaller fragment was embedded in the palm.Although the fragments were small, the ten fingers were connected to each other. Mu Ze's face became very pale due to the pain.

He stared stubbornly at the opened door, seeing Xu Lang's figure which was no longer visible in the vast night, he let out a low growl, and then pulled out the pieces of his calf and palm enduring the pain.

For a moment, the blood flowed profusely, and the blood fell drop by drop on the white carpet like bright plum blossoms, which was extraordinarily strange and tragic.

Xu Lan ran out of the gate, and it was difficult to tell the direction in the dark night, just as a light speed car with people passing by, he stretched out his hand to stop it without thinking.The driver was almost taken aback when he saw a figure jumping out in the middle of the night. He braked the car urgently to avoid hitting Xu Lan.

"You, where are you going?" The driver sitting in front shouted "Fortunately, fortunately", he asked while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"I don't know..." Xu Lan's eyes were wide open, tears streaming down his face.

The driver looked at the situation and knew that he was either broken in love or had an argument with his family, "Then I will drive down the main road, and when you think of where you are going, you can tell me again."

He spoke loudly and full of energy, but Xu Lan could not hear what he was saying at all.His eyes were blank, and he looked out of the window blankly, and the past scenes flashed in front of him frame by frame.

Some Mu Ze confessed to him affectionately, some Mu Ze hugged him and praised him for his good cooking skills, some Mu Ze gave him a sip of fruit juice on his birthday, some Mu Ze hugged him and hugged him on the bed... …

Scenes of the past have now become a passing memory.What is true and what is false is hard to tell.

The neon lights outside the window are flickering, merging with the dark night, and the lights are bizarre.In the fast-paced life and the night of luxury and luxury, people seem to have no sadness, only carnival.

Xu Lan didn't know how long he sat in the car. The driver saw him sobbing, so he opened the window a little.The cold wind messed up Xu Lang's soft hair, and a few strands of hair got stuck in his eyes, which was very painful.

Well, it's not that he wants to cry, it's that his hair got into his eyes.Xu Lan rubbed his eyes, he looked out the window blankly, but suddenly saw a shiny signboard, he opened his mouth and said to the driver: "Stop."

As soon as he spoke, both of them were startled, one was the driver and the other was himself.Not because of anything else, just because his voice is too hoarse.

"Okay, wait a moment." The driver pulled the car aside, and after collecting the money, Xu Lang got out of the car, and he shook his head slightly to look at the figure of the young man, "Young people today are too sad Qiu, alas, I don’t know why he did it.”

Xu Lan raised his head and glanced at the shiny signboard, he paused for a moment, then walked firmly inside.

The night was deep and dark. On the window sill on the second floor of the room, there was something shiny and shiny. It was a white optical brain the size of two palms. At this time, the optical brain was flickering non-stop.Communication calls came in one by one, but no one answered at all.The light brain pressed on a half-read comic book, and it was Xu Lang who had read a little bit of the comic book and hadn't seen the end yet.

"The user you dialed has no answer at this time, please call again later." Mu Xiaoqin frowned, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Unwilling to give up, he dialed it again, and the unemotional electronic tone still sounded.

Is Xu Lan not at home?Did he find out about Mu Ze, so he ran out?

Mu Xiaoqin threw the silver optical computer in his hand aside, walked out of the room, came to the study, turned on the optical computer in the study, and after entering the password, a line of small words appeared on the screen, "Are you sure to check the current location?"

Mu Xiaoqin chose "OK."

"To ensure that it is operated by me, please enter the password again."

Mu Xiaoqin entered the password again, and it took only a second for the screen to jump to a new interface. There was a small red dot in the middle of the interface, clearly indicating the location he needed.

Mu Xiaoqin only took one look, and his face immediately became extremely gloomy. Before he even had time to change his clothes, he only put on an extra coat, and hurried out the door.

The air is filled with a strong aroma of wine, and the dim lights projected down, which is just dark enough to have fun and atmosphere.There are people coming and going in the aisle, and the lights are flickering.Someone was playing the piano on the colorful stage, and the sound of the piano was flowing slowly, crisp and sweet, very pleasant to the ear.But no matter how beautiful the sound of the piano is, it can't hide the noise below. The voices of "have another drink" and "open two more bottles" keep coming and going.

The light at the bar should be slightly brighter, the silver light shines on the black counter, the crystal lamp pours down, there is a young boy on the high swivel chair, he is wearing a white shirt, a pair of well-tailored trousers outlines his The slender legs were paired with a pair of fluffy blue slippers very inappropriately.

Even though there are thousands of lights in the bar, he alone gathers thousands of lights in one body.

But the boy didn't know it, he propped his chin, opened his eyes wide and pushed the wine glass in front of him forward, "Give me some more wine."

"You've already had twelve glasses, I think you should stop drinking it?" A bartender with gray hair streaked at the bar glanced at him and advised him kindly.

The bartender always gets a commission based on the sales volume. Usually, he can't wait for the guests to keep ordering drinks at his place, and he doesn't care if they drink until they pass out.But seeing a handsome young man drinking here today, he couldn't bear it.

"Hurry up, you...why are you like this..." Xu Lan blinked, seeing that he hadn't poured himself a drink, and glared at him.

The bartender shook his head and resigned himself to pouring him another glass.He looked at the wolf-like eyes around the young man who looked over here from time to time, and lowered his head, wondering whether to remind the young man.

Not long after, the bartender watched as a person sat down next to the boy.

"Hi, would you mind having a drink together?" The visitor was a man in his early twenties, wearing a suit with his shirt gauge-gauge buttoned to the top button, and a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on his tall nose.

Although Xu Lang was drunk, but his mind was still there, he glanced sideways at the man, "I don't want it, you go away..."

"I didn't mean that, I..." The man's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he didn't know how to explain his love at first sight next.

Suddenly there was the sound of a high stool falling to the ground, followed by a fist that came out of the air, and the fist hit the man's face heavily. The owner of the fist was very sullen, and the veins on his forehead bulged, "He said he wouldn't drink. Yes, you, he, mother, didn't you hear?"

A few strands of his soft and luscious hair hung down due to the fight, slightly covering his deep eyes, and his thin lips were tightly pressed under the light, obviously very angry.