The slag has penetrated into the ABO text

In order to recover from the disabled legs, and to get close to Goldfinger, Fu Mian decided to let his parents take him with him.

Fu Mian can feel the obsession of the original owner. The obsession of depression and joy before death is to face it, not to escape it. There are those who have loved and hated.

During the period from transmigrating to Gouxue Literature, the dog system would disappear from time to time, only popping up to chat with him occasionally.

Fu Mian asked it: Where do those who die in the literary world go, are they waiting to drink Mengpo soup at Naihe Bridge?Is it going to heaven or hell?

The system replied to him: Every literary character who has a lifelong obsession will enter a parallel time and space, where there is a small world with exactly the same world.

A villain like "Fu Mian", who is miserable and regretful all his life, will also step into a parallel reincarnation and have a he ending.

……

High-class banquet, luxurious and retro, brightly lit venue, with a red carpet spread out, exquisite desserts and pastries on the long table, wine glasses piled up like towers and various wines are placed on the side.

In the middle is a small fountain, surrounded by an elegant dance floor, and there are expensive textured red leather sofas and glass rectangular tables on the rest side.

Fu Mian's entry became a small focus. Many people turned their attention to him, sighed and sighed in their eyes, and began to discuss in low voices. They all had the same thought: It's a pity to be young.

However, the person who is the focus is not afraid of the strange eyes that everyone looks at.

Fu Mian was wearing a thin white coat, which made her skin white and radiant. Underneath, she was wearing a shirt with small waist and trousers. She was sitting on a wheelchair, outlining the curvature of her figure, with a slender waist that could be grasped with one hand, firm buttocks, and slender legs.

He was big and generous, proficiently pushing the wheelchair forward with both hands, and wandering in the banquet hall with open eyes, as if he was looking for someone.

It's a pity that I didn't see that person, and I was a little disappointed.

Fu Mian sighed softly, pushed the edge neatly and turned a corner, came to the long table and took a Ferrero, peeled off the gold layer, threw it into her mouth, and the crispy hazelnuts and sweetness spread out .

He turned his head inadvertently, and saw the two most familiar and profound faces in his memory, Overlord Alpha and his Dodder Omega, Le Yigu and Lin Yu.

Suddenly, some images flashed clearly in my mind.

In the cold abandoned factory, he and Lin Yu were tied up with ropes, with dirty rags stuffed into their mouths, and a few kidnappers took their handy sharp tools and slapped the man in suits and leather shoes viciously.

"Stop talking nonsense! These two men, one is your rich, powerful and beautiful fiancé, and the other is your delicate little lover, even if you let them go, you can only let one go! Come on! Choose one? !! I want to see how you choose!!"

The man in suit and leather shoes on the opposite side hardly hesitated, pointed at Lin Yu and said, "I want him!"

At that moment, "Fu Mian" could feel his heart sinking to the bottom, he was thinking, even if he just glanced at him, even if he hesitated for a moment, he would not be like this... All thoughts were lost.

The next moment, Le Yigu saved his beloved.

"Fu Mian" was dragged by several kidnappers, and he cut off his hamstring mercilessly with a knife in his hand. He screamed in pain and despair, glaring blood splashed out, and he was still thinking about whether that person would be pitiful, so he gave alms looked back at him.

No.

No... yes, hehehe.

Heartbroken to suffocation, I saw the hideous face of the kidnapper picking up the hammer in his hand and aiming at his legs...

"what--!!!!"

Thinking of this, Fu Mian's face turned pale, and a shudder of hatred came out from his bones. He clenched the support on the side of the wheelchair and his body trembled.

"Unforgivable!" A miserable hoarse voice surrounded his ears, repeating over and over again.

Fu Mian had a headache and was suffocating madly in his chest. Only then did he realize that it was the deep-rooted feelings left by this body.

Oh shit!

Fu Mian, who finally recovered, looked up and saw the right boss and Dodder, and cursed inwardly.

From the perspective of an outsider, those two people may be nothing, but he was disguised as the original owner, and with his memory, seeing these two people now makes him uncomfortable.

Thinking of attacking Le Yigu's own brother...Fu Mian silently rolled her eyes in her heart.

Don't you want to see that pair every day? !How did the task dog system come up with this idea?

[This system does not take the blame, the original owner thought of it. ]

"?"

[Oh, I forgot to mention that you were also sent by the original owner to summon you. ]

"??"

"After his death, he entered the parallel time and space. He was very lucky to meet this system and got an opportunity to choose the host to complete his task."

Fu Mian talked to it in her head with a blank expression, "Tell me, why did he come up with this task?"

[What can I do, because of love and hate, the best way to get revenge is to turn over and become his brother's wife, and when the boss sees you in the future, he will respectfully call you sister-in-law, wouldn't it be fun! ]

"..." There was no joy in hearing it.

Fu Mian licked his lower lip. He was a little thirsty and wanted to drink something. He glanced at the long table, and withdrew his extended hand.

Forget about the alcohol, as the president used to drink so much that he almost vomited when he was coping with work, and his health also fell ill.

He looked up and waved.

A waiter came over with a tray, "Sir, what do you need?"

"Juice, bring it to the resting place over there."

"Ok."

Fu Mian pushed the wheelchair and walked to the other side of the sofa. The climax of the banquet will be the climax later, and it will be the highlight of the dance. As a disabled person, he won't join in the fun, so he will just stay and watch.

He waited bored for a while, the waiter brought the juice to him, Fu Mian drank half of it, and put it on the glass table.

At this time, the bright lights of the banquet hall dimmed, and a blurry figure passed by in front of my eyes, and there was also a cool and pleasant smell of cedar.

After about ten seconds passed, the light gradually brightened, and the elegant music played. The men at the banquet performed a gentleman's salute, invited their dance partners, and stepped onto the dance floor.

Fu Mian stared at the dancing crowd, leaned forward slightly, took her own juice, put it to her lips, and snatched the glass from his eyes with her slender hand.

A deep voice rang in my ears, "I took the wrong one, this is my champagne."

Fu Mian's ears were a little crisp, he subconsciously rubbed his earlobes, only to realize that he had taken the wrong cup.

"Excuse me."

He turned his head and saw a person sitting on the sofa beside him. That cold and handsome face was very familiar, and because he was so close, he could still smell a faint smell of cedar.

"Le Siyan?"

"Don't take advantage of you, kid, call him Uncle Le."

Le Siyan looked indifferent, shook the orange champagne in his hand, and took a sip, with some water on his lips.