Today's Shura field is also very lively

I don't hate you anymore.

You and him have a good time.

Anyway, my days are numbered.

Now, no one will be able to trap me with the word love anymore.

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On February [-], [-], in a dilapidated hospital outside the suburbs.

Nearly thirty men were lying safely on the hospital bed.

Outside the window, goose feathers and heavy snow are falling, and the silence is falling in the air.

Several nurses stood beside the bed in silence, and one of the nurses softly called out to the man on the bed, "Mr. Chen."

There was silence in the ward. The man lying on the bed had his eyes closed, his thin cheeks were slightly sunken, and his pale lips curled into a soft arc. He seemed to be asleep, with calm eyes.

There was no response from the hospital bed.

Outside the dilapidated window was covered with thick snow. This man who was lying quietly on the hospital bed failed to survive this winter after all, and passed away quietly.

The nurse wiped the red eye sockets, and was so choked up that she could hardly speak. They had seen too many births, old ages, illnesses and deaths, but they felt so sad now.

Probably the man on the hospital bed with his eyes closed quietly had too gentle brows and eyes, almost out of place in this dilapidated hospital.He is like a clear and bright cloud in spring, quiet and gentle.

The nurses silently took off the admission bracelet on his thin and pale wrist.

The rubber bracelet was cold, with the words Chen Qi written squarely on it.

Chen Qi's soul was floating in the air. He watched the nurse slowly remove the instruments from his cold body, sighed, and said sadly to the system in his mind: "Mr. System, the mission failed."

The system mechanical voice in his mind said: "Mr. Chen, after all, it is your first time to perform a mission, and it is normal to fail. I suggest that you re-select the target after the world reset."

Both Chen Qi and the system come from the main god's space. They have to choose the protagonists in the Great Thousand World, conduct strategies, and obtain the emotions of the protagonists. The emotions of the protagonists can be converted into energy for the operation of the main god. more and more.

This is the first time for Chen Xi to do a strategy mission. His target in this world is Yan Huan, the young master of a wealthy family. He has a handsome face and moody and violent temperament. He is the second master of the Yan family.

Chen Qi followed Yan Huan, and as his little lover, he followed him for eight full years. From the peak of the Yan family to the turmoil, and then to the comeback, he was always by Yan Huan's side, but unfortunately, until the task As time expired, he failed to attack successfully.

The reason is probably that Yan Huan has always had a Bai Yueguang in his heart that he fell in love with when he was young.

This violent second master of the Yan family probably gave all the tenderness of his life to his young Bai Yueguang Zhou Lu.And the reason why Chen Qi was able to be Yan Huan's little lover was also because Yan Huan used him as Bai Yueguang Zhou Lu's stand-in.

His identity in this world is a student of an art academy, and his dream is to become a well-known painter.

It's a pity that when Yan Huan's Bai Yueguang Zhou Lu came back from abroad, he and Zhou Lu were kidnapped at the same time, and Yan Huan chose Bai Yueguang Zhou Lu who rescued him without hesitation and left him behind.

During that kidnapping, because Yan Huan chose Zhou Lu, Chen Qi's hand was crushed on the bottom of his feet in anger, and he was beaten to death.

He can no longer pick up a paintbrush in his life, and even if he picks up a paintbrush, he can only draw some sketches with a few strokes.

But Yan Huan remained indifferent to him.

Thinking of this, Chen Qi sighed.

He is indeed working very hard in this task world, and he is very serious about attacking Yan Huan. Even the friends around Yan Huan can see that he, a little painter, loves Yan Huan badly, but Yan Huan himself is still indifferent.

Chen Qi thought, Yan Huan really loved his Bai Yueguang.

In the end, because the mission time limit was up, Chen Xi still failed to capture successfully, and was judged as a failure in the capture mission and forcibly stripped the world, so he had no choice but to take his disabled body to a remote town far away, and died of illness.

Chen Xi, who was floating in the air in the state of a soul, turned his head slightly. He glanced at himself lying on the hospital bed, his skinny bones, and slightly raised his eyes to look at the thick snow outside the dilapidated window. Change the attack target."

He slightly raised his eyes and looked back at his corpse on the hospital bed, and said softly: "I hope that when we come back to the strategy next time, Mr. Yan can be with his Bai Yueguang well."

At the same time, City S.

The cold wind was raging, and the goose feathers and snow were flying.

A handsome man with a gloomy face kicked the coffee table away, and the huge office was in a mess. He exuded a terrifying and tyrannical atmosphere. With red eyes and blue veins on his neck, he yelled at the secretary. Said; "You fucking say it again?"

Wearing a black suit with a red mark on his face, the male secretary Liang Zhi tilted his glasses to one side. He withstood the pressure and gritted his teeth and said, "Second Lord, we just found out."

The man was panting heavily, propping up the huge desk with both hands, his red eyes were full of coldness and tyranny, the aura around him became even more terrifying when he thought of what he had just found out.

Bai Yueguang, Zhou Lu, who he was protecting all the way, had actually been with other men a long time ago.

Getting close to him when he was young was just because of his family background.

He always thought that the innocent and desolate young Bai Yueguang was just a common man full of filth and filth.

He, Yan Huan, was played around by his white moonlight like a joke!

How many people around him tried to curry favor with Zhou Lu because of him, the second master of the Yan family, but Zhou Lu had always been aloof, pretending to be desolate and noble.

Even he, because of his desolation and stubbornness, chose to respect his choice and always guarded him as a friend.

But the sincerity of the second master of the Yan family has long been trampled to a mess.

Yan Huan's furious and terrifying face was full of disgust, and his stomach was churning with nausea. He hated all those who approached him with impure purposes, like dirty and greedy maggots, clinging to him and sucking him.

Yan Huan's face was full of frightening coldness. He raised his eyelids, sneered, sat down on the chair, squinted his eyes and lit a cigarette, and said coldly: "Doesn't Zhou Lu like to act? You should find some men." Play with him."

The male secretary nodded respectfully in agreement, with a submissive face, but hesitant doubts in his heart, this master, why did he calm down so quickly?

After all, he is someone who has been in love for more than ten years.

No one in the Yan family knows that the head of the Yan family has loved the young master of the Zhou family for more than ten years.

Yan Huan was holding a cigarette between his slender knuckles. He had a few strands of messy hair on his forehead, scattered on the deep-lined browbones, with a kind of wildness to extreme aggression. Suddenly thought of something, the man seemed to be suddenly burned by soot To the same, spit out a smoke ring.

He thought of the little painter.

The little painter Chen Qi who can quietly paint in the studio for a whole day.

Yan Huan lowered her eyelashes, unconsciously stretched her deeply furrowed brows, and the tyrannical aura around her body subsided strangely.

Like his mood.

That little painter is not very talkative.

Yan Huan's eyes softened subconsciously.

The little painter was a bit clumsy, far less pleasing to him than the people who used to come and go around him.

But that Chen Xi was the first person around him, and the only one who stayed by his side for so long.

It's been so long that Yan Huan is surprised that his Chen Qi won't leave him.

Thinking of this, Yan Huan, who was smoking a cigarette, flicked the ash, and a burst of hostility suddenly surged in his heart. The fierce anger was stronger and more violent than before. Mukuro panicked slightly.

Chen Qi wanted to leave, but he didn't stay and let him go.

It's a little thing, what's his trouble with it.

Thinking of this, Yan Huan took a deep breath of the cigarette, her brows were full of deep gloom.

For some reason, suddenly an inexplicable sense of panic lingered in his heart, causing his heart to palpitate and speed up suddenly. Yan Huan suddenly raised his head, knocked out the cigarette butt, and said to his subordinate in a hoarse voice: "Go and see How is the store decoration on that floor going?"

Secretary Liang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, bowed his head and said yes, and after finishing speaking, Liang Zhi walked out of the office with a lot of ease.

He is a member of the Yan family, so he naturally knew that Yan Huan personally reminded who the shops on that floor were for.

The store on that floor was reserved for the young painter Chen Qi, and Yan Huan specially selected the golden location, covering the entire floor, and the decoration style was personally taken care of.

Liang Zhi even had the illusion that even if the second master of the Yan family got married in the future, he would not be so careful about the wedding process.

Just to leave it to his little painter, Chen Qi, to please him.

No one thought that Chen Xi, who loved the second master to the core, would take the initiative to leave. On that night, the entire Yan residence was silent. They had never seen Yan Huan lose such a terrifying temper.

Thinking of this, Liang Zhi's footsteps paused slightly, he was thoughtful, it seemed that he hadn't seen Chen Qi for a long time since the little painter Chen Qi offered to leave and Yan Huan was furious.

The young man with soft eyes, quiet and able to paint for a whole day has not appeared in Yan's house for a long time.

As he thought about it, Liang Zhi sighed. Everyone could tell that the second master of the Yan family didn't want the little painter to leave at all, but he still yelled at the little painter with a sullen face, saying that he could get out if he wanted to. He slammed the door angrily and left.

This is a common problem of high-ranking people. They don’t want to admit that their hearts were moved. They only want to admit that their hearts were moved when they were young. After all, young people have never seen so many dirty things. They stubbornly think that young people like it. It is the cleanest and most beautiful.

It turned out that he fell in love with a shit-like thing.

It's a pity that the little painter didn't ask for anything, didn't ask for anything, quietly packed up his things and disappeared, and never came back, not even once.

In the huge office, Yan Huan leaned on the chair, a little irritable, he pursed his lips, thinking about how he would face his Chen Xi if Chen Xi came back.

He just started to think that if Chen Xi could apologize to him obediently, it would be bad for Ruan Ruan to tell him, but he could forcefully say a few words to him.

Later, he hesitated and thought, if Chen Qi was unhappy, he could try to coax him, because this is the first time the little painter got angry with him.

Thinking of this, Yan Huan put out the cigarette, looking a little annoyed, maybe Chen Qi lost his temper, did he have to be so aggressive, yelling at people and slamming doors.

Maybe Chen Xi didn't think about leaving at first, his bad temper might make Chen Xi angry, and Yan Huan's face became more and more annoyed.

But when he thought that Chen Qi was really leaving, Yan Huan's expression became gloomy, he pursed his lips tightly, his breathing was unstable.

His little painter, his Chen Qi, is his from head to toe.

If anyone wants to take away his little painter, his Chen Qi.

Yan Huan's face was cold, and his eyes were full of hostility.

Yan Huan didn't mind, let him reincarnate as a human being.