Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: The sixteenth bowl of soup (twenty-two)

"Brother Leopard?"

Black Panther looked at her softly and held her hand. Qing Huan was stunned for a moment, looked down at the hands they were shaking, and then obediently was led away by the black panther.

He took her to a very quiet place with no one else but each other, then he took her slender shoulders and said to her, "I appreciate you."

Without waiting for Qinghuan's response, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, looking very happy: "If I didn't have you, I don't know what it would be like now, I'm very fortunate that I met you and gave me sustenance. .Qing Huan, I like them, I hope you can stay with me."

Qing Huan looked at him quietly, and after a few seconds, she smiled softly: "I am a god."

"What does that matter?" Black Panther asked rhetorically. "Am I not good enough for you to stay with me? If so, please give me a chance, and I will definitely show it to you and make you satisfied." He stretched out his arms after speaking He wanted to hug her, but Qing Huan took a step back. So Black Panther immediately understood what Qing Huan meant, and there was more sadness in his deep eyes.

Who doesn't like this girl? Gentle and lovely, innocent and playful, always keep an optimistic attitude to live, bringing them warmth and light. She is not just a woman he likes to him, but also a mentor on his life path. If she didn't know her "god" identity, the black panther would have confessed long ago, but there is an insurmountable distance between them.

"I used to be afraid of loneliness." Qing Huan did not directly refuse, but said such a sentence. "I always live alone, so I always hope to find someone to accompany me, even if it's only for a few decades. If it was before, I would stay and be with you, and of course it's possible Xiao Wen is together, after all, the two of you are such clean and sincere people. But now..." She sighed softly and stepped forward again. "In the old world, I lived with many people all my life, but I never loved them as a man or a woman. I will never love anyone again, but now, I accept this fact calmly, no longer because of If you are alone, look for others to accompany you. I will try my best to try to love someone, but I am sorry, Black Panther, this person is not you, nor Xiao Wen, nor anyone in this world.”

Tears were flashing in Black Panther's eyes.

She was always honest with him, and it was maddeningly honest, but she couldn't help but feel bad for her. To have eternal life, what kind of loneliness is that? "I miss you."

He said in a hoarse voice, probably expecting her to leave.

"Look!" Qing Huan suddenly increased his voice, pointing his finger far away, and the black panther subconsciously followed her hand and looked over, only to see a red sun rising, thousands of brilliance, beautiful. "Your future is like this sun that never sets."

Black Panther stepped forward and hugged Qing Huan fiercely, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Have you ever loved someone?"

After a long, long time, the black panther heard Qing Huan's distant voice that seemed to come from the sky: "Yes."

"Did that person not cherish you?"

"No, he cherished it." Qing Huan smiled lightly, and also stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the waist of the black panther. "Only after my death. Hatred and self-esteem blinded him and he loved me, but that doesn't prove he wasn't a jerk."

"I really envy him."

"There's nothing to envy. The me before and the me now are two different people. Even if you meet me, you won't recognize me." open him. "I have seen your future." Beautiful and full of hope, after the Black Panther and Xiao Wen join hands, the human beings in this world will be fully evolved and successfully on the right track, the zombie virus will be lifted, and Yu Hang will become The leading powerhouse, Team Z will stand side by side with Team A. As long as the world still exists and the beautiful soul of mankind still exists, it will never die. Even though there are still so many people with a sad and sad past and many unspeakable secrets, so what, they will live on strong.

And she, doesn't belong here, and has no chance to see that far in the future.

"Remember to help me say goodbye to Sister Xu Ying and Xiao Wen." Qing Huan smiled lightly, waved her hand, and the black panther turned around. When the soft voice behind him disappeared, he had the courage to look over. The girl there is no longer there.

He clenched his fists and his eyes were red, but he didn't cry.

Qing Huan, who returned to Naihe Bridge, was pacing slowly. She could imagine how lost Xiao Wen would be when she found out that she had left, and the old head Xiao, who knew that her "grandson-in-law" was not really like that at all. Son, you must be very unhappy, right? However, before she left, she had already transferred all the supplies in her space to Xu Ying. When she saw the extra things, she should have known that she had disappeared.

Look, no matter how beautiful these worlds are, and how many beautiful people there are, she also knows that she shouldn't stay too much.

She has her own track and should not stay with others just because she is lonely for a while. It is unfair in itself to get the ardent love of others but not be able to return it.

But now, she has the courage and faith to love another person.

She can.

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After the female ghost Yu Yi came out of Liwangtai, she burst into tears. Qing Huan didn't go to find out what kind of world she saw, but judging from her performance, she should be very satisfied. If it is described in popular terms, it is five-star praise plus additional reviews. Qing Huan held her face and slowly held the soup to the female ghost Yu Yi. Seeing that she was crying and burping while drinking the soup, she obediently turned around and left.

Qing Huan looked at the blood-red flowers on the other side of the bridge. In this life, she did not choose any man to accompany her, and the flowers here have not changed. She also understands now that every time she spends her life with someone, the other side flowers here will be redder and more, but if she doesn't, then they won't change.

Qing Huan bent down and gently picked up a bright flower, looking at its beauty and loneliness swaying in the wind, she murmured and asked, "Who is your incarnation?"

She had an answer in her heart, but didn't say it.

At this moment, she heard a voice that she hadn't heard for a long time: "Master!"

Qing Huan turned her head, a fat baby rushed over and hugged her thigh, looking up with a pitiful little face, looking at the aggrieved little eyes, it seemed that she was really wronged. No, just as Qing Huan touched his head lovingly, he burst into tears, rubbing his eyes while crying, and kept repeating three words: "It's too miserable, it's too miserable... woo woo woo Too bad..."

"Have you finished the story?" Qing Huan hugged Mo Ze, feeling that the little thing seemed lighter. Now that she thinks about it, she is not lonely forever, at least there are many "people" to accompany her. But there is nothing to rely on, sooner or later to find sustenance. "Why are you crying so hard."

Mo Ze sobbed, and two fat lotus-like arms wrapped around Qing Huan's arm. In fact, he had been in the system for some years. After he had asked Qing Huan to give it to the entity, he became more and more like a child, crying. And laughter is very simple. "Uuu... I regret my master, I shouldn't have gone, huh huh..."

Qing Huan patted his head: "Take a rest first, I don't want to hear this story right now, tell me when you calm down."

Mo Ze nodded, snuggled into her arms and refused to leave, holding Qing Huan's neck with both hands, and refused to let go. Qing Huan was also helpless. Seeing him like this, it was really heartbreaking to think about, and she didn't know what happened. She could do the math, but that would be bad for Mo Ze. It was the task he gave him at the beginning, so let's wait for him to calm down.

Qing Huan likes to listen to stories. Sometimes she feels like a writer in a certain world. She builds a small house and entertains passersby with tea and snacks. Strange stories and listen to yourself. It seems that the more you listen to it, the more you can be in it, and the stories of others can be experienced by yourself.

Mo Ze cried for a while, and felt that something was wrong with the host, which was different from the memory in the past, so he opened his foggy and tearful eyes and looked carefully, and then found that the host seemed to be more open-minded and open-minded, and he didn't know that he had been away for so long , what has she experienced. Thinking that he had missed his master for so long, Mo Ze became more and more sad, and together with the world he was in, he began to cry wildly again.

Originally, Qinghuan's clothes wouldn't get dirty, but she had a weird feeling because of Mo Ze's crying, as if the clothes were no longer good for crying. She sighed and touched Mo Ze's head: "Don't you want to hear me?"

"Thinking, thinking about it." He twitched his nose.

Qing Huan smiled and said, "You." Although his mouth was teasing, the hand touching Mo Ze's head was still very gentle. Mo Ze gradually narrowed his eyes comfortably under the touch of the spring breeze, and Qing Huan whispered to him, many of which she had never said before. For example, every time she came to the world, she was random, because she thought it was more interesting, and she said that she found out that the wish to fulfill the ghost is best not to use the power that does not belong to the ghost world, in that case It can be done better. She also said that she rejected the two men who liked her for the first time in the human world before. Finally, she told Mo Ze that she wanted to fall in love once, and then feel it, in addition to nature, heaven and earth, In addition to family friendship and touching, the heart beats for love.

Mo Ze was stunned when he heard it, and then he realized that his master wanted to truly join the WTO.

It seems that every time I get closer to her, I can understand a little more, and at the same time sigh in awe, she is a little more detached.

This is a love that never stops.