My villain is super flirtatious

Chapter 109 Sea King Please Go Ashore (End)
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After the system finished speaking, a light screen appeared out of thin air in front of my eyes, light blue and shining, full of futuristic feeling.

The light screen flashed a few times, and gradually, a familiar scene appeared in front of my eyes.

Qiao Wan's funeral was held soon, and she seemed to have returned to the beginning, as a bystander, watching everything that happened at her funeral.

Qiao Yan seemed to have aged a dozen years overnight, with strands of white hair appearing on his head, and he was no longer as energetic as before, and greeted the people who came to the funeral wearily.

She saw relatives in the family, people from the Fu family, Jin Chuan, Tong Xiaoxiao, Jiang Yuening, Wen Ge, Xiao Yize, Jiang Yu, Liu Ma, Lao Wang, and a lot of people she had only met a few times or even never met. ever.

They mourned for her, but there was surprise in everyone's eyes.

No one could have imagined that the smiling girl would get seriously ill and pass away in such a short period of time.

It all happened so suddenly, without any warning.

Above the mourning hall, her black-and-white photo was placed in the center, smiling and staring at everyone who came and went.

Jiang Yuening couldn't help covering her face and weeping bitterly, "How could it be? Tomorrow night, you were still chatting and laughing with us a few days ago..."

Wen Ge patted her on the back from the side.

Tong Xiaoxiao thought that although the two of them had only met a few times, Qiao Wan's words and deeds left a deep impression on her, and she couldn't control it, and shed a few tears.

Fu Jinchuan comforted her from the side, and he couldn't help but sigh deeply in his heart, the world is really impermanent.

The last time I saw her, she was still so agile, but I didn't expect that it was the last chance to meet her.

The dead are gone, and those unpleasant experiences of getting along have become precious memories.

Those irrelevant people like them couldn't help but feel sad. As for the occasion, as her other half, he was the one who suffered the most.

Fu Jinchuan couldn't help looking for the man's figure in the field, and he caught it quickly, but his heart trembled.

Yingjing just stood there, like a bystander, watching everything here with a blank expression.

He didn't cry, but just standing there, people could clearly feel the mourning around him.

Those charming peach blossom eyes lost their spirit, and they could only see the bottomless blackness through the pupils.

When a person is extremely sad, he can no longer cry, only endless depression.

Everyone who came to the funeral walked up to Qiao Yan and advised him to "sorry and accept the changes".

In the corner, a woman who couldn't see her face was hiding in the crowd, her eyes fixed on Qiao Wan's portrait in the mourning hall, and she suddenly smiled.

The woman raised her head, her weather-beaten face was exposed to the air, and it was Xie Xinxin.

If it wasn't for the fear of being kicked out, she would have laughed out loud.

God open your eyes, let that woman die so early.

So what if she had a good family background, so what if she looked like a fairy, she died early.

Xie Xinxin stared at it for a while, then frantically ran out towards the door.

There was a burst of ecstasy in her heart, but she didn't pay attention to the changes in the surrounding environment, and unknowingly walked to the place with the most traffic.

"what!"

There was a loud brake sound, and the woman's body was knocked into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

The exclamation of the crowd was heard, the body heat seemed to be dissipating, and the strong smell of blood came from the tip of her nose, but there was still a weird smile on her face.

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Yingjia.

Yingqing stepped on Hentian high, her seaweed-like long hair slung over her shoulders, and walked slowly into the house.

"You are back!"

Ying's mother was walking around anxiously in the living room, but seeing her, she finally had some psychological support.

She hurriedly grabbed Yingqing's arm and said, "Go and see your brother, what's the matter, he hasn't left the room for several days in a row!"

"It's useless for me to say it. You can persuade him quickly. What can we do if this continues? Xiaojing's body will definitely not be able to bear it!"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Yingqing quickly put down her bag and went straight to the innermost room on the second floor.

The sun outside is very bright, but there is no light in the room. The thick curtains block the window tightly, and the whole room is gloomy.

As soon as Yingqing came in, he turned on the light.

Yingjing sat on the ground, leaning against the bed, with his head deeply buried in his arms, and his whole body looked slumped.

Suddenly feeling the light, he raised his head, with no expression on his face, just staring at her blankly, "Sister."

Yingqing walked directly in front of him and looked down at him, "What are you doing? Wanwan has already left!"

"You're just torturing yourself and those who care about you!"

"If Wanwan finds out that you have become like this, she will be very disappointed."

The corners of Ying Jing's mouth twitched, and he said, "I really hope she can rush in and scold me to wake me up."

"But she will never appear again."

He lowered his head, stared blankly at the wooden floor, and suddenly took out a photo from the side.

The photo was taken when they first went to Huahai, and they specially asked the flower farmers there to help them.

In the photo, the man is tall and straight, and the woman has a delicate smile. They are close to each other, as if they are a pair of lovers.

His slender knuckles stroked the woman's face in the photo, showing nostalgic look.

Yingqing glanced at him helplessly, walked to the window, opened the heavy curtains, and the outside sunlight shone through the window in an instant.

In response to the situation, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his eyes.

He was used to the dim environment, and when he suddenly saw the sun, he felt a little glaring.

Ying Qing had just opened the curtains, and was about to persuade him again, when she glanced out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly saw the small medicine bottle beside the bed.

Shocked, she immediately walked over quickly and picked up the medicine bottle.

Her movements were so fast that it was too late for Ying Jing to stand up and stop her.

After seeing the label on the medicine bottle clearly, he strode up to him and asked loudly, "Are you taking sleeping pills again?"

"I……"

"The occasion!" She called his name directly, "Can you be sober!"

"Take so many sleeping pills, do you want to die?"

"But, if you wake up, you will never see her again." Ying Jing murmured.

He looked at the photo in his hand.She smiled so brightly, even though her face was pale and she had lost a lot of weight, she was still so pretty.

She always looked at him with a smile on her face, and called "Shouji" in a clear voice. She never called him an intimate name, but it made people feel at ease.

That idiot, she thought she was hiding it well, but in fact, he knew about her illness a long time ago.

However, she didn't want him to know, so he pretended not to know.

Seeing her pale face countless times and hearing her uncomfortable voice, he wanted to hold her tightly in his arms.

The sleeping pill was caught by his slender fingers. He looked at the small medicine bottle, and there was a long-lost smile in his peach eyes.

"Wanwan, I don't want to be so sleepy, but this is the only way I can see you."

In the space of the plane, a drop of teardrop fell quietly, and soon turned into nothingness.

(End of this chapter)