From cannon fodder to protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

He Zhize lay motionless on the double bed soaked in red liquid for a day and a night, from the initial daze to the later pain.He couldn't figure out, Cen Fei... how he hated himself.

The phone on his bedside rang countless times during this period, but he didn't answer it. He felt as if his soul had been taken away with Cen Fei's departure. He never thought that one day he would leave because of a person. And turned into what it is now.

There was no light in his eyes, and he looked like a dying person.

Xiwei's light broke into the room again through the glass windows, and the warm sunlight shrouded He Zhize's body. He raised his eyelids, finally got up from the bed, put on his clothes, picked up his mobile phone, and put his head on his head. Messy hair left the room.

He clearly realized that Cen Fei was gone and would never come back, and he would never see him again.

The snow on the road had completely melted, and the sound of the siren could not be heard. He Zhize looked up at the sky, and there was a group of white clouds in the west of the sky, slowly moving further west.

He Zhize raised his hand to cover his eyes, and the tears that had been accumulated for so long flowed down at this moment. He ignored the surprised eyes of everyone on the street, squatted down beside the road and wept bitterly.

After a long time, light snow fell from the sky, and the snowflakes fell on his fingertips and melted quickly, just like the unforgettable love and hate that Cen Fei gave him.

He Zhize stood up again, wandering aimlessly on the street, with a wry smile, scolding him: "Little liar."

The cell phone in his pocket rang again, and He Zhize put the cell phone to his ear, the voice of the head of the human resources department of the company came from the cell phone, saying to him, "Mr. He, Chairman Qin of Bailian invited you to meet. "

He Zhize sighed, thought for a while, and replied, "Let him come to the company to find me."

He Zhize returned to the company. He sat on the office chair and looked at Qin Jianye standing in front of him with an expression on his face. He asked him in a deep voice, "What can Chairman Qin want from me?"

Qin Jianye's company is about to go bankrupt, and it may be his only hope to come to He Zhize for help. When those things happened, Cen Fei was still young. He probably didn't know what he did in his father's death. He said that Cen Fei and Mr. He had a good relationship, and now he only wanted to use his friendship with Father Cen to ask him to help him.

Or, Cen Fei stayed by He Zhize's side for revenge, so he reminded Mr. He that for this reason, He Zhize should be able to give him a way out.

Thinking of this, Qin Jianye puffed up his chest and asked He Zhize, "Does Mr. He know the identity of Secretary Cen beside you?"

He Zhize tapped his fingertips on the desk a few times, and when he heard Qin Jianye mentioning Cen Fei, he withdrew his hand, lowered his head and stared at the pen tip, and asked, "Listen to Director Qin, what does Director Qin know? "

Qin Jianye suddenly felt a little cold for some reason, he secretly pulled down the sleeves of his suit, and said to He Zhize: "Mr. He, do you still remember that you just came back from other places six years ago, and you helped the Su family to settle several disputes?" Business."

Just as He Zhize picked up the pen, he paused with his right hand, looked up at Qin Jianye, and asked him, "What does Chairman Qin mean by saying this?"

Qin Jianye understood that He Zhize probably still didn't know Cen Fei's identity at this time, and said: "Six years ago, Mr. He cut off the capital chain of several companies in M ​​City for the sake of the Su family, and their companies were basically in trouble. In the state of paralysis, Cen's Blue Sky Company was the most affected, and Mr. Cen was burdened with a debt of one billion yuan in just half a month."

"What happened next?" He Zhize's right hand holding the pen trembled slightly, he vaguely guessed what would happen next, but he didn't know yet, the truth was much crueler than he could imagine.

Qin Jianye covered his mouth and coughed, and continued: "Later, Mr. Cen couldn't repay the huge debt and had to commit suicide by jumping off the building. One week after Mr. Cen's death, Mrs. Cen took a large amount of sleeping pills with her 14-year-old son. I also went with Mr. Cen."

"But maybe it's God's pity, the youngest son of the Cen family was rescued later."

"Cen Fei is the youngest son of the Cen family."

……

He Zhize seemed to have turned into a statue. He kept replaying what Qin Jianye said just now in his mind. The biting cold wind from the abyss, mixed with hard ice, sealed him up.

He wanted to refute Qin Jianye, but he couldn't say anything with trembling lips.

He was wrong, he was wrong... No one saved him, he was already dead.

Already dead...

After Qin Jianye finished speaking, he saw Mr. He sitting opposite him with a pale face and motionless. He was startled, jumped up from his chair, and called, "Mr. He? Mr. He?"

He Zhize didn't seem to have heard what Qin Jianye said, covering his head with his hands, repeating over and over again, "So... so..."

It turned out that he had killed him.

It turns out...they are already gone.

Qin Jianye thought that He Zhize was so distraught because he was deceived by Cen Fei, so he hesitated for a while and asked He Zhize: "Can Mr. He take this matter into consideration and give Bailian a way out."

After a long time, He Zhize came back to his senses, staring at Qin Jianye in front of him, "Mr. Qin, let's go first, I will find someone to find out all the truth."

After Qin Jianye left, He Zhize swept all the documents on the table to the ground like a madman, and hit the table with his head hard one after another.

He was originally from the underworld, and he has done a lot of evil things over the years. He never thought that one day the retribution would come and make him so unbearable.

"Why did I forget you?" He Zhize asked softly with sobs.

No one came to answer him.

The zombie in his computer had left at some point. He found a former subordinate, who was surprised when he saw him, "Mr. He, do you have gray hair?"

He Zhize raised his hand and grabbed a handful of hair, then let go immediately, and said to his subordinates, "Help me find some priests."

Although the subordinates found it strange, they still found more than a dozen reliable Taoist priests for him. He Zhize wanted these Taoist priests to recruit Cen Fei's soul for him, but in the end they found a yellow hat zombie.

When he learned that the yellow hat zombie had a good relationship with Cen Fei, He Zhize came to the yellow hat and asked him, "I want to know how Cen Fei has been these years?"

The yellow hat zombie was a little surprised why He Zhize asked himself this, but now that he was under the roof, he could only answer He Zhize's question honestly.

He talked about many things after Cen Fei became a zombie, his resentment, and his unwillingness.

"After his death, the body was soaked in water for too long, and it was in the hot summer, so the body swelled a lot. Originally, it couldn't be a zombie. Later, a zombie gave him a bottle of potion to make him Every once in a while, you can return your soul to the corpse for a rest." Speaking of this, the yellow hat zombie suddenly thought of something, and slapped his forehead suddenly, "Oops, his potion is almost gone, hurry up Tell him to go back to the red underpants for some potion!"

"He has already left." He Zhize said without sadness or joy.

"gone?"

"gone."

From He Zhize's expression, the yellow-hat zombie probably guessed what he meant by leaving, nodded a little disappointed, and sighed: "It doesn't matter if he's gone, he's gone, and he's relieved."

He Zhize hummed, but did not refute. When he put down the yellow hat and left, he asked him again, "The little zombie who lived in my computer before...is also him."

Now that Cen Fei has left, there is no need to hide these anymore, Huang Mao nodded, "Yes."

He Zhize showed a stiff smile, watching the yellow hat disappear from his sight.

He Zhize cried again.

His little one is gone, relieved...

But what about yourself?

Why don't you take me away if you want revenge?Yes or no……

you will never forgive me...

The warm wind caressed He Zhize's face gently, this harsh winter has passed, and He Zhize was trapped in the cold abyss and could not escape forever.

……

It was another rainy summer, and He Zhize was holding the computer in his hand, staring blankly at the reeds in front of him, as if he saw his baby lying here and sleeping.

Tears slid down from the corners of his eyes and landed on the somewhat moist soil.

He lowered his head and kissed lightly on the computer's cover.

Just like when he left that year, he kissed his forehead.

……

"Shock!The sudden death of a man was caused by a group of zombies! "

He Mou, who was only 32 years old, died suddenly at three o'clock in the morning last night because he played "Plants vs. Zombies" for four days and three nights in a row.

The editor here reminds all players that although the game is good, it must be restrained.