Zongman: Encounter with the Second Dimension

Luo Jing admired his own ability to make up stories. He felt that he could write a script about the tragic love between Shuichiro Keimichi and Genshu Sakuraman.

If it were made into a drama, the BE ending of the two beautiful, strong and tragic men would surely be sought after by the majority of rotten girls, and would bring in a lot of traffic and money.

However, such a storyline seemed to be a big blow to Sakuraman Haruka, the person involved, both physically and mentally.

As if she had tacitly accepted such a hard-to-accept but very bloody fact, Sakuraman Haruka became lifeless at this moment. She was silent, not knowing what to say. In the end, after looking at each other in silence, she could only pick up the wine glass beside her and gulp it down.

“Hey, you’ll get drunk easily if you drink like this.”

Luo Jing kindly reminded.

Yingman Chunxia turned a deaf ear to him, and after drinking one glass, she poured another glass, pouring red wine into her mouth one glass after another. After a while, she drank most of the bottle of red wine like grape juice.

She seemed to want to numb herself in this way and temporarily forget the unbearable reality.

However, the alcohol content of the red wine was not high, but the aftereffect was a bit torturous. If she drank like this, she would not get drunk for the time being.

So, after drinking most of the bottle of red wine, she took out another bottle of red wine from the cabinet next to her and continued to pour wine into the glass.

Luo Jing did not stop her, but just watched Yingman Chunxia vent her emotions by drinking.

“Am I stupid?”

Finally, in silence, Yingman Chunxia spoke with a bitter voice.

Yes, it was indeed a bit stupid.

Luo Jing wanted to nod his head.

He gave two answers, one was the right answer and the other was the wrong answer.

For such a multiple-choice question, Yingman Chunxia first ruled out the correct answer.

And she believed his made-up story.

Should we say that she was unlucky or that her intuition was accurate?

“How should I put it? They are both your closest people, (cddj) and you never thought there would be such a sinister thing. If they want to set a trap for you, it is difficult for you to find out. It is actually the same for others. It is difficult to find any clues. You can only blame them for being too cunning.”

Luo Jing did not directly say that she was stupid, but comforted her:”What’s more, all this is just my speculation, it may not be true, you don’t have to be so sad”

“Hehe.”

Sakuraman Haruka just laughed twice, but her laughter was full of self-mockery.

In ten years, has she become the victim of the illicit love between Keimichi Shuichiro and Sakuraman Genshu?

No wonder, no wonder.

Sakuraman Haruka sighed in her heart, and she suddenly felt that many things in the past could be figured out.

At the beginning, after she and Sakuraman Genshu officially confirmed their relationship, they did not have the intimate behaviors between normal couples at all, and dating was nonsense. Sakuraman Genshu spent most of his time in the research institute.

Even the two of them got married in half a day and hurriedly completed it.

Even after getting married, Sakuraman Haruka thought that their relationship should be improved, and she euphemistically proposed to have another child, but Sakuraman Genshu would find various reasons to refuse, and the most common reason was that he had to do research and produce results as soon as possible.

At that time, Sakuraman Haruka understood Sakuraman Genshu, and felt that he was an ideal and ambitious person who was working hard to eliminate the Apocalypse virus in the world. As a wife, she could not drag him down, so she had no complaints.

But now think about it……How can she be so busy?

It turned out that she was just treated as a tool.

A tool, why does she need to take care of her emotions?

At this moment, Yingman Chunxia felt that all her true feelings were thrown away, and the more she thought about it

, the more she felt wronged and sad. The red wine in her hand became her best medicine to relieve her depression. She had obviously drunk more than half a bottle, but it was still not enough.

However, it didn’t take long before the effect of the alcohol that Yingman Chunxia had drunk before came up.

Yingman Chunxia’s pretty face was stained with an abnormal blush, her eyes were blurred, as if there was a pool of spring water, flashing with moving charm, and the whole person exuded an intoxicating breath. The evening time passed quietly.

Luo Jing’s biological clock still woke him up from his sleep on time.

Picking up the mobile phone next to him and looking at the time, it was already past seven in the morning. Luo Jing was ready to get up. He was still studying at the first high school in Tenwangzhou. He needed to go to class on time and had no time to sleep in. (To read violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

“”Thank you, my ex-husband.”

Luo Jing couldn’t help but sigh in his heart. It was the first time that a widow was still alive. It really tasted good.

Luo Jing knew in his heart why Sakuraman Haruka acted out of character last night.

In short, she was broken.

She thought that her behavior day after day moved Sakuraman Genshu, so that she could pursue love and marriage. In fact, it was a script specially set up by her own brother Keimichi Shuichiro. She was regarded as a tool to take care of the baby by Sakuraman Genshu, and she foolishly got into the trap.

Therefore, Sakuraman Haruka

‘s mentality exploded. Alcohol must have played a role in this.

If Sakuraman Haruka hadn’t drunk so much red wine in one breath, with her personality, she wouldn’t have done what happened last night in revenge.

Luo Jing got up quietly, found his clothes from the clothes scattered on the ground, and prepared to go out to take a shower before putting them on.

He also drank a lot of wine last night. If he went to school like this, the smell on his body would probably be disliked.

“Well——！”

Perhaps the noise of Luo Jing getting up disturbed Ying Man Chun Xia, and she murmured in her sleep.

“I’m so thirsty.”

Yingman Chunxia said three words in a daze.

“Drink some water, be careful, don’t choke.”

Luo Jing poured a glass of water and placed it next to Yingman Chunxia’s mouth. He fed her water carefully, his movements were gentle, and even his voice was gentle.

He followed the way of Yasasi.