Is it an illusion to always be loved by NPCs? [Quick Transmigration]

Su Die, who was beside her, said, "Get in the car."

Su Die hurriedly opened the door and got into the car.

Jiang Mi was pointed all the way by Su Die and drove to Wuwan Port. On the way there, the sky was dark and dark, and there was a faint tendency to rain.

When we arrived at the place, the big ship had already moored at the edge of the port platform.

There are still more than ten minutes before the departure of the boat, and people have already checked in and boarded the boat.

Jiang Mi sent Su Die to the table and didn't go there anymore.

"Let's go."

Su Die was holding a small bag, and was stunned on the spot, "Aren't you going?"

"Don't go."

Jiang Mi said quietly.

Su Die clenched her lower lip, "Are you dying?"

Jiang Mi glanced at her, "There are always things in this world that are more important than life."

Su Die really didn't know what to say, she took a few steps forward, then suddenly turned around, "Why don't you go, I'll give you the boat ticket, you are the young master who came back from overseas, you have a bright future! I , I'm just a bitch! It's better for you to be alive than for me to be alive."

Su Die watched Jiang Mi smile at herself, there was a strange warmth in that smile.

Then he said, "Let's go."

Later, Su Die realized that that smile was a farewell, the last farewell.

She wiped away tears, gritted her teeth, took out something wrapped in a handkerchief from her bag and handed it to Jiang Mi, then left without looking back.

Jiang Mi watched Su Die go away, then lifted a corner of the handkerchief.

It was a black pistol.

-

Jiang Mi didn't expect the rain to fall so quickly.

The sky in Winter City suddenly became dizzy, with thunder humming in the clouds, and ripples on the distant sea surface hit by raindrops, and the wind blowing was cold and salty with a salty smell.

Jiang Mi was wearing a white shirt, and it was still a bit cold.

The pouring rain hit the ground, the ground was splashed, and the dirty water flowed across, splashing spots of stains on Jiang Mi's trousers.

People from Hong Kong and Taiwan scattered and left one after another, looking for a place to shelter from the rain.

But fortunately, there was a big black umbrella in Jiang Mi's trunk.

Jiang Mi opened the umbrella and stood quietly on the deserted Hong Kong platform.

Until a few black old Ford cars drove over in the distance.

Jiang Mi smiled lightly with unknown meaning, sure enough...is that so?

Cheng Zhan stepped down from the car quickly, without an umbrella, Jiang Mi watched Cheng Zhan look around anxiously in the rain, until Jiang Mi and Cheng Zhan looked at each other.

Cheng Chan thought he knew Jiang Mi well.

But now through the rain curtain, he couldn't see what Jiang Mi was thinking at all.

Cheng Zhan no longer had the easy smile on his face as usual, this time he smiled a little forcedly.

"Master Jiang, go back, it's cold now."

Jiang Mi was holding a big umbrella, and there was no rain on his body. On the other hand, Cheng Zhan, the rain wetted his robe, blurred his glasses, and his forehead hair hung down beside his thin cheeks, looking extremely embarrassed.

Jiang Mi wanted to laugh a little, but couldn't at all.

Believe it or not, the truth has been revealed before his eyes.

He heard himself asking quietly.

"Cheng Zhan, are you lying to me from beginning to end?"

No disbelief, no hysteria, no weeping.

He just asked a very calm and ordinary question, as if he was just asking if Cheng Zhan was hot or not.

Cheng Zhan stood firm on his precarious body, he keenly sensed something was wrong, but he told himself that he only needed to lie to Jiang Mi one more time, this was the last time, the last time...

The lie seems to have become a cancer embedded in Cheng Chan's blood, which cannot be erased or removed.

Cheng Zhan could no longer tell the truth, and his heart ached as if thorns were entwined.

With trembling pale and bloodless fingertips, Cheng Zhan carefully wiped the frame clean so that he could see Jiang Mi more clearly: "Master Jiang, although I don't know what you know, but I can explain everything. None of that is true."

Jiang Mi didn't know how wrong he was until now, that he would trust such a person so much.

But these are not important anymore.

Jiang Mi asked again, "Did something happen to my dad?"

Cheng Zhan seemed to have had his back removed, and almost fell to the ground with weak legs. The driver next to him rushed to support him.

But Cheng Zhan staggered and brushed it away forcefully, "Jiang Mi, I'm still searching for people, but the result hasn't come out yet."

"So, are you involved?"

Listening to Jiang Mi's words, Cheng Zhan stood there in a daze, with a rare look of bewilderment on his face.

He subconsciously wanted to find an excuse...

But Jiang Mi spoke again.

"Brother Cheng, this is the last time I ask you, have you participated?"

Cheng Chan wiped his face with his hands, not knowing whether it was tears or rain.

It should be rain, after all, Cheng Zhan has never shed tears.

He has been starved, beaten, and passed from the edge of life and death, but he has never cried, as if he was born ruthless and doesn't care about everything in this world, including himself.

An emotion called despair swept Cheng Zhan's body, and his throat was uncontrollably sweet, and now he would rather be a mute forever.

"I... participated in..."

He heard himself speak.

"Really..." Jiang Mi murmured.

Cheng Zhan was far away from him, so naturally he didn't hear this sentence.

Until Jiang Mi took out the pistol that Su Die gave him, and the black muzzle of the gun pointed at Cheng Chan.

Cheng Zhan's eyes widened slightly at that moment, but then he stood still in place. The subordinates around Cheng Zhan exclaimed and were about to respond immediately.

But Cheng Chan stopped all their movements with a wave of his hand.

Cheng Chan seemed to feel relieved in his heart, and it was good that dying in Jiang Mi's hands was the best way Cheng Chan could think of.

Jiang Mi holds an umbrella in his left hand and a gun in his right.

Then he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

A loud bang.

The moment Jiang Mi put his finger on the trigger, Cheng Chan's driver seemed to understand that Jiang Mi would really shoot, and the driver stepped forward and pushed Cheng Chan away.

The bullet was thrown aside, and no one was injured.

But there was a gunshot behind Cheng Zhan.

Cheng Chan suffered a cardiac arrest.

At that moment, there was darkness in front of Cheng Zhan's eyes, and when everything came into his eyes again.

He only saw a little scarlet on Jiang Mi's chest, like a blooming blood flower.

"Jiang Mi, Jiang Mi!"

He roared loudly, pretending to be crazy, his glasses fell under his feet but he had no time to take care of them, he stumbled and ran over, fell hard because he was too eager, and quickly got up again.

It seems that this short journey has already completed the journey of his life.

Big tears poured out of him, and fell to the ground drop by drop along his face, he regretted it, he regretted it!

He was wrong, he was really wrong...

When he puts purpose above all else, he's wrong...

He only asked Jiang Mi to take pity on himself, he didn't care about life and death, he only cared about Jiang Mi.

This is something he didn't understand until now. Blood oozed from Cheng Zhan's lips, and he looked up.

Jiang Mi stood on the high platform, with the vast ocean behind him, Jiang Mi didn't even feel the pain at that moment.

The gun in his right hand fell to the ground, the black umbrella in his left hand was swept away by the strong wind, and the sea wind lifted his shirt hem, and he fell on his back.

The moment before falling, all Jiang Mi saw was Cheng Zhan's shattered and crazy face.

Jiang Mi fell into the sea, and the sea water rushed in from all directions to submerge him, and the dots of blood rippled in the water, fleeting.

before losing consciousness.

The harsh alarm sound of the system sounded in his head.

"Warning! Warning! It is detected that the host's life is in danger, and it will be activated..."

The remaining words were swallowed by the sea water.

-

that year.

The eldest son of the Jiang family in Winter City accidentally fell into the sea, and his life and death are unknown.

Come to think of it, but he was only twenty years old.

I don't know which member of the Jiang family went crazy and forced Winter City to embargo ships.

Day and night, search boats were sent to search for people in the sea, and in the end they were almost going to pump sea water, but let alone corpses, they couldn't even find a piece of clothing.

Heizi is a child who lives in Wuwan port. He has discovered that there is always a person standing on the platform of the port every day.

The man was wearing elegant clothes and glasses, like a teacher.

This made Heizi a little afraid of him, and always kept away from him when he saw him.

But this person is also strange, no matter how much wind or rain, he will come and stand there every day.

One day, Heizi became more courageous and got a little closer to him.

Only then did I realize that the figure was haggard and frighteningly thin.

Heizi was frightened again, and didn't dare to approach him anymore.

Until several years passed.

Heizi finally got used to that strange person standing every day.