Back to when the Great Demon King was a child

Jin Chu was dressed in black.

In fact, his condition was not much better than Tan Feiran, his face was covered by a thick layer of haze, and his dark eyes were like a bottomless pool of stagnant water.

He glanced at the tombstone that had been destroyed by Tan Feiran, and the cold expression on his face did not fluctuate much.

"Why are you here?" Tan Feiran got up from the ground in embarrassment, staring at Jin Chu with vicious eyes, "Where is Qiao Jianuo? Where did you hide him?"

Jin Chu spit out two words lightly: "Dead."

"Impossible, Qiao Jianuo won't die." Tan Feiran sneered, and suddenly seemed to have figured out something, he rushed towards Jin Chu, "You must have hidden Qiao Jianuo, you must return him to me ..."

Before he finished speaking, Jin Chu raised his foot and kicked Tan Feiran's abdomen.

Tan Feiran was kicked so hard that he groaned and sat down on the ground. At this time, he had completely lost his image, like a homeless stray dog, looking so pitiful and humble.

Jin Chu walked up to Tan Feiran and looked down at Tan Feiran.

They had only seen each other for half a year, and Jin Chu had lost a lot of weight since the last time they met, and his skin was pale white.

Although Jin Chu can talk about walking now, he looks like a walking dead, and looking at Tan Feiran is like looking at a corpse.

Jin Chu said, "Qiao Jianuo is dead, killed by your own hands."

Tan Feiran kept shaking his head: "No, no, this is not his cemetery..."

"You're right, this is indeed not his cemetery. Do you think I'll let you disturb him? You don't deserve it." Jin Chu laughed suddenly, but the smile on his face disappeared quickly, leaving behind An indescribable hatred.

Tan Feiran asked in a daze, "Where's Qiao Jianuo?"

"He's dead! He's been cremated!" Jin Chu could no longer suppress the flood of grief, he stepped on Tan Feiran's shoulder.

Tan Feiran groaned in pain, his face extremely pale.

Jin Chu lowered his eyes and said slowly: "I tell you, you won't see him, and if he's dead, you can live well for me. I want you to live in his shadow forever and ever in your life. I want you to be miserable for the rest of your life!"

"Do not……"

Tan Feiran tried to struggle, but was kicked hard on the chest by Jin Chu.

Jin Chu only used five percent of his strength, and Tan Feiran, who was already weak, vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Some of the blood flowed down Tan Feiran's cheeks, and some soaked into his mouth and nose, choking him to cough, as if he wanted to cough up his internal organs.

But his gaze was still on Jin Chu.

"Qiao Jianuo..." Tan Feiran struggled to hug Jin Chu's foot on his chest, slowly narrowed his eyes, and said almost pleadingly, "I want to see Jianuo..."

Jin Chu replied unkindly: "Don't even think about it."

"I beg you……"

It was the first time that Tan Feiran felt so clearly that his life was passing by. He felt like a flower that was dying, and he was losing the strength to even open his eyes.

But he was not reconciled.

Even though he was about to die, he still wanted to see Giorgano, even if it was just Giorgano's real tombstone.

"Please, Jin Chu..." Tan Feiran choked out another mouthful of blood, his fingers grabbed Jin Chu's trouser legs, he closed his eyes, and tried to open them again, "I've walked so far, I'm here I just want to see him, I want to take him back, I want to tell him that I know I was wrong, and I will never treat him like that again..."

Suddenly, Jin Chu moved his foot away.

Just when Tan Feiran thought that Jin Chu agreed to his request, he saw Jin Chu squatting down, looking expressionlessly at his face soaked in blood and saliva.

"Did you know? The thing Jianuo regrets the most in this life is knowing you." Jin Chu said, "You ruined his life, you took his life, no matter it is this life or the next life or the next life, he will never forget you." Don't want to see you again."

Tan Feiran opened his eyes wide in despair.

"In the next life, he will be a cow, a horse, wind and rain, except that he will no longer be Qiao Jianuo who knew you."

"..."

No.

wrong.

Tan Feiran wanted to say something, but felt that his brain was stuck, and he couldn't say a word.

Jin Chu gave him a cool look, then turned to the bodyguard behind him and said, "Take him to the hospital."

The two bodyguards responded yes, and they came up and lifted Tan Feiran's arms one by one.

"No, Jianuo..." Tan Feiran's body was out of control, he didn't even have the strength to struggle, he was humbled into the dust, "Jin Chu, I beg you, I won't leave, I want to see Jianuo..."

In the end, he didn't know where the strength came from, and he roared.

"Giojano, come out!"

"Giojano!"

"Can you come out..."

Gradually, he lost his voice.

By the time Tan Feiran was carried into the car, he had already taken in more air and outflowed less.

The car moved slowly, and he barely opened his eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling inside the car.

His consciousness began to slacken.

His eyes could only see a vast expanse of white color.

Then, he didn't know anything.

Tan Feiran finds himself at his father's funeral.

The funeral was poorly attended, with only a few grieving relatives taking care of the affairs, and hardly any of his father's former friends came to offer their condolences.

It was raining lightly outside, the rain wet the soil, and there was an unbearable smell in the air.

It took Tan Feiran a long time to digest the fact that he had been reborn.

He was reborn.

He was reborn eight years ago, and now he is only 22 years old, but his life trajectory and his previous life have undergone earth-shaking changes. Not only has his life become a mess, but he and Qiao Jianuo are no longer good friends.

Giorgio in this life was afraid of him, often avoided him, and even said so many inexplicable things to him.

Before the rebirth, Tan Feiran couldn't understand those words, and thought that Qiao Jianuo was prejudiced against him, but now that he was reborn, he suddenly discovered——

It turned out that Qiao Jianuo was not prejudiced against him, it was just that Qiao Jianuo was reborn before him.

"Feiran, don't be too sad." The aunt came over and patted Tan Feiran's shoulder sadly, "If your father is still here, he definitely wants you to live a good life."

Tan Feiran came back to his senses and looked at the black and white photo surrounded by flowers in the middle of the mourning hall.

His face was expressionless, and he seemed to be surrounded by sad emotions. In fact, he didn't feel anything in his heart. His feelings for this father had been completely consumed in his previous life.

At this moment, he just wanted to find Giorgio.

Tan Feiran lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "Thank you, Auntie."

Auntie nodded and said a few words of comfort before being called to do something by the others.

Tan Feiran stood there for a while, then left here quietly.

The sky outside was foggy, and the surrounding visibility was very low. The rain quickly wet his clothes, and his shoes splashed a lot of mud on the ground.

Tan Feiran didn't care at all, he hurried out of the cemetery, returned home to tidy up briefly, and rushed to the imperial capital overnight.

On the way to the imperial capital, he was always uneasy.

He was about to meet Giorgio, and he suddenly felt unreal.

He had been looking forward to it for so long, he had waited for so long, even for a while, as long as he closed his eyes, all he could think of was the face of Giorgano.

Giorgio...

Tan Feiran closed his eyes, chewing the name in his heart countless times.

Sour and astringent.

It's like a candy that can't be tasted, even if it's moldy, he doesn't want to spit it out.

When he arrived at the Imperial Capital Airport, Tan Feiran wanted to go straight to the Imperial Capital University, but luckily his rationality stopped him in time. After hesitating for a while, he decided to go back to the house he bought in the Imperial Capital.

Tan Feiran organized himself as quickly as possible, and he drove to Imperial University.

But when he reached the door, he suddenly didn't dare to go inside.

Timidity and fear filled his heart in an instant, he never thought that one day he would be afraid of seeing Giorgio.

He thought countless times, if only he had been reborn 20 years earlier.

In that case, everything can be salvaged.

Tan Feiran kept wandering, always wanted to go in but dared not go in, but in the end, he went in anyway.

He followed the road in his memory, walked for nearly half an hour, and finally came to the downstairs of the dormitory where Giorgano lived.

But he stood here all afternoon, but he didn't see Giorano.

Later, a boy couldn't see it, and came up to ask him who he was looking for.

With a trembling voice, he announced Giorgano's name.

"Oh, so you are looking for our school grass." The boy said with a smile, "It's really a coincidence that the school grass has not come back for a few days. You can go to his house to find him."

Tan Feiran: "At home?"

The boy said: "Don't you know? Giorjano has moved out a long time ago, and only occasionally returns to live in the school. If you come to the school to look for him, you will definitely find no one."

Tan Feiran paused before asking: "Then do you know where his home is?"

"How would I know?" The boy stroked his hair in embarrassment, "Aren't you a friend of Giorgio? Just call him and ask."

Tan Feiran was stunned for a long time before saying thank you lightly.

It was getting late, and the sky was getting darker.

Tan Feiran stood under this dormitory building for a long time, then turned and left.

But he didn't give up. For the next few days, he was guarding under the dormitory building. In order not to attract attention, he found a coffee shop, chose a relatively secret place in the coffee shop, and continued to stare at the dormitory building. direction.

This afternoon, the sky was rarely clear.

The golden sun shines all over the earth, as if even the air is filled with the fresh smell of sunshine.

Tan Feiran saw a person walking towards the sun.

The man was wearing a thin shirt with blue and white stripes, and a pair of black trousers underneath, which made him tall and thin. His hair was a little long, and his bangs covered his eyes a little bit. The breeze blowing open the hair on his forehead Liu Hai, revealing a smooth and full forehead.

It's Giorgio.

wrong……

It was Qiao Jianuo who was five years younger than in his previous life.

Tan Feiran was stunned, and he subconsciously hid behind the potted plant, until Qiao Jia passed by him without looking sideways, he was slightly relieved.

He watched Giorjano walk to the cash register.

"Two cups of black coffee, right?" Giorjano had earphone wires hanging from his ears. He didn't know who he was talking to, with a gentle voice and a smile in his tone, "Would you like a large cup or a small cup?"

From Tan Feiran's perspective, Qiao Jianuo's profile can just be seen.

He saw that Giorgano lowered his head slightly, his jaw line was perfectly defined, the corners of his mouth were raised properly, his skin was still so white, and his eyes were still so beautiful.