little general

But he slowly got up as if he didn't feel it, and went to the kitchen to get a knife.

lie... lie...

Don't say such things, he will be sad... he will abandon me.

He Qiu opened the door silently.

"He Qiu!!" The man outside yelled out in surprise when he saw He Qiu. They were still separated by a security door. The man shook the security door loudly, but the next second, his face He was touched by a sharp knife, and all his movements stopped immediately.

"..." He Qiu silently stared at the man in front of him. This man was very unfamiliar, and he had obviously forgotten it long ago.

"He Qiu...?" The man asked cautiously, as if he didn't dare to catch his breath, for fear of cutting his face with the knife point, he felt that something was wrong with He Qiu, the lover who had been reunited for a long time had a strange smile on his face, he suddenly I was scared, "What's wrong with you..."

He Qiu didn't answer, but suddenly exerted force with his hand, and the man let out a heart-piercing scream.

Those who spread rumors... should be punished.

He didn't fall in love, don't talk nonsense, what if he gets angry and leaves?

A person's name flashed indistinctly in his head.

He's hallucinating again

The handsome man stood in front of him and kissed his forehead tenderly.

There are only images, no tactile sensations. He Qiu has never seen that man, but he feels familiar, so familiar that he almost sheds tears.

He Qiu shook his head, trying to dispel the illusion, but unfortunately couldn't bear it for no reason.I don't know what is manipulating his behavior, the blood makes him excited, he grabs the man's collar to prevent him from escaping, and uses a knife to open the wound on his face that is not too deep, "Don't be stupid, I don't Love you, I love him."

"My face!!" The man wailed, "He Qiu, what are you doing!! It hurts!! He Qiu!!!"

"It really looks good..." He Qiu said, "It's really annoying."

The knife stabbed fiercely.

Then the memory is blank.

By the time He Qiu woke up, several hours had passed.

Bai Lang kept shouting from the side, trying to wake He Qiu up, but He Qiu stared blankly at his hands, which were covered with dried blood.

"God...what's the matter with me..." He rubbed his hands together dumbly, "couldn't he be going to kill someone?"

At the end, he looked at the clock again, "Huh? Why is it eight o'clock in a blink of an eye? Didn't you just have lunch..."

Weird.

"I've been in a daze for almost seven hours...I'm too amazing." He Qiu shook his head and patted Bai Lang's head, "It's okay, I'll make you dinner, you must be hungry."

Bai Lang shook his tail.

He's worried, but he's just a pet now, and he can't say anything.What he can give He Qiu is just an insignificant kiss.

Who cares about kisses from pets?He Qiu still needs to make money to support his family, he is too busy recently, how could he be happy with a kiss from a beast.

After all, the days are getting tighter and tighter.

But even so, Bai Lang still tried his best to stay by his side.It's not that he didn't think about leaving to relieve He Qiu's pressure, but when he saw He Qiu frowning in distress because he missed two bites, Bai Lang knew it couldn't be done.

All his actions are based on He Qiu's preferences. After so many lives, he has already formed a habit. He can't see even a little bit of pain in He Qiu, it will make him feel suffocated.

It's not slavishness, it's true love to the point where you're willing to spend your life to accompany a lover who doesn't love you anymore.

This is his, painful but sweet loyalty and love.

"I don't have any money..." He Qiu supported his head while writing his resume indiscriminately, "It's over, the money will be bottomed out...how about going home and asking my aunt for money?"

After thinking about it, I shook my head again, "Tsk tsk tsk, it would be nice not to be skinned by those relatives. Maybe they will sell my dog."

As a so-called "freelancer" who is basically a vagrant, He Qiu had to write a resume again and look for jobs everywhere.

What will He Qiu do?

In fact, as far as the identity of the vagrant is concerned, he is really a talented... vagrant.

In the early years, I majored in advertising design in a second school, and it was a small success. Unfortunately, He Qiu didn't take orders well, let alone earn much fame for himself. As a result, he didn't have a job at all. I just stopped doing it, and occasionally accepting small orders online is not a job that can make money.

Alas... now I have to pick it up.

He Qiu bit the tip of his pen in distress.

11

This is the first time that I resent my cultural incompetence so much. He Qiu was so entangled in the cold weather that his back was sweating, but he had to grit his teeth and write, thinking of every word as the money he would earn in the future——hmm , It was really smooth to write.In short, after stumbling and revising repeatedly, and then attaching a sincere cover letter, it is necessary to write earnestly and diligently, and it is best to add works that can demonstrate your work ability—fortunately, He Qiu is thick-skinned, and most people To brag about himself like this, he must blush with embarrassment.

He Qiu, an old fritter, of course doesn't feel ashamed, not only not ashamed, but also proud of it. He checked it carefully, and thought he hadn't lost all the crap he learned in school. Completely ignoring the part of his exaggeration - you know, even he himself has to admit that his skin has long been thicker than the corner of the city wall, and its hardness is comparable to that of a diamond crystal. After all, he hasn't used fake diplomas to deceive people, has he?

As for blowing yourself up like a heavy-edged graduate, it's not a lie, it's a reasonable sales pitch, and I dare not write well, let alone do it well.

He Qiu comforted himself for a while, and planned to go out and buy some meat to reward himself for his hard work, but at this moment, a familiar bell rang suddenly.

Bai Lang on the side was startled by the sound coming out of nowhere, and after yelling twice, he lay across in front of He Qiu, putting on a protective posture, staring vigilantly at the room where the singing came from with his sharp eyes. , Mao exploded into a ball.

He Qiu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Fool," he bent down and rubbed Bai Lang's head, "what are you afraid of? It's just that someone called me."

He laughed on his lips, but his heart was warm. He Qiu wanted to rush up to give his sweet handsome two kisses, but the bell kept ringing as if urging him to die. He walked towards the room, but Bai Lang still didn't dare to relax. He continued to make "snoring, snorting" sounds, and he lowered his body. He Qiu in front of him only felt a white shadow flash in front of his eyes. Bai Lang, who was obviously left behind, rushed into the room before him, leaned over to the bed and sniffed. After sniffing, he looked up at He Qiu suspiciously.

nobody……

He clearly heard someone singing.

People always say that people have their own talents, and how long or short the fingers are when one hand sticks out!Bai Lang has spent hundreds of years in the human world, and he still looks like a country bumpkin who doesn't understand anything. He probably doesn't have a bright mind.But it's no wonder for him, he didn't pay much attention to the human world, and He Qiu was born more than 200 years ago in his last life. After the death of He Qiu in that life, Bai Lang hid back in his own deep mountain and never came out again.

Unexpectedly, after only 200 years, when he is born again, everything will be completely changed, and the monsters will hide. Even the immortals in the heaven seem to be amazed by the development of mortals.

There is less and less aura in the world. The era of spirits and monsters has passed, and human beings have risen. No one is in awe of this ancient race anymore, and mortals seem to have the ability to imitate their so-called spells.

His good friend Han Gu once asked him, why bother, he is not the marriage destined by Liu Qing.How many monsters were deceived by the seemingly infatuated appearance of human beings who promised to be forever, and waited foolishly until their souls disappeared, while mortals walked across the Meng Po Bridge, drank a bowl of hot soup, and never looked back.Later, the deceived monsters will know that the marriage of mortals is settled once in a lifetime, and life after life is just a deceptive love story, not to mention that the love story is said by a capable bitch like Liu Qing of.

Han Gu is a carefree and straight-hearted person, and basically speaks without thinking through his brain. No matter how stupid Bai Lang is, he can tell whether Han Gu is out of good intentions or deliberately provoking—but so what?

He is husband.

He doesn't allow anyone to tarnish his Liu Qing, doesn't allow anyone to look down on him, let alone question Liu Qing's feelings for him.

Although Liu Qing did as Han Gu said and never looked back, it was precisely because she hit a sore spot that she was extremely angry.

Bai Lang didn't remember how he answered Han Gu, his mind was filled with anger in an instant, he only knew that he rushed up angrily and fought him.That fight was so hearty that even the thousand-year-old tortoise who lived next door had to hide underground.

Bai Lang has been fighting for many years, so he has better control over his body, instead of just blindly relying on spells. His speed is extremely fast, and his body is so fast that he finally turned into an afterimage. Getting bigger and bigger, obviously red-eyed.Naturally, Han Gu was not to be outdone, and fought hard. He was better at spells, which made Bai Lang a lot of money, but in the end he was defeated by his skills, and was kicked by Bai Lang straight into a boulder.

The violent vibration caused the whole boulder to crack huge gaps. Han Gu still wanted to struggle to stand up, but the boulder was overwhelmed, and the whole boulder was broken into countless stones, which instantly buried him.

The surroundings were in a mess, and some immature little monsters who couldn't escape were shivering beside a piece of broken branches. Han Gu pushed the stone away reluctantly, and the blood from the forehead slid down his face.

"You're ruthless." He squinted his eyes and made a "gurgling" sound angrily.

Bai Lang felt a little regretful, but he was born clumsy, so he didn't know for a while.