Fast travel: the 101st be

When Cheng Yuan woke up, he felt that he was alive again.

It seemed that what came back was not only the memory, but also Cheng Yuan's entire personality.

It's different from watching Cheng Yuan's memories at the beginning, it's not about peeping at other people's memories, but about retrieving an inseparable part of oneself that originally belonged to me.

Paying off debts is actually a matter of particularity. Naturally, it is easy to repay in kind. If one hand delivers the goods and the other pays the money, it is considered a settlement.

But some things are not there yet.

What he owed to Lingye was still owed, but in the process, what Lingye owed him was also not cleared.

There has never been a reason for two phases to cancel out when it comes to things related to emotion.

He stared at the tent, absent minded for a long time.

Summed up in two words, evil fate.

Pingping in his mind called him several times before he responded.

"Sir, do you remember everything?"

"I've remembered it since opening the crotch pants." Cheng Yuan said half-jokingly.

Pingping hesitated for a while, "Sir, your next task is to complete Cheng Yuan's life step by step."

"Step-by-step? How about step-by-step method?" Cheng Yuan said.

"According to the original development track of the story."

"So this is still a script with a fixed ending?" Cheng Yuan said, "Then what is my ending?"

"Sir, you will know in due time."

Cheng Yuan smiled, "Don't you think your words are contradictory? Let me follow the script, but don't give me the script."

"Sir, just go down according to your own wishes, until the end is the end of Cheng Yuan." Ping Ping said.

Cheng Yuan was puzzled, why did he feel so confident?

Although he inherited everything about Cheng Yuan, he still remembers everything about Cheng Yuan.

What if he deliberately goes against his own will every time?

Pingping hesitated and remained quiet for a while, as if he was planning to say something.

"What's wrong with you?" Cheng Yuan asked him.

"Sir, I'm useless in this world. You don't need my guidance in the future. In addition, I need to update some program functions to prepare for the next world. So starting today, in this world, I can't continue I'll be with you forever, see you in the next world."

Without waiting for Cheng Yuan to reply, he disappeared.

Cheng Yuan smiled.

He hasn't had time to ask a question yet, so what is the point of this system?

The ending is certain, but his consciousness is not.

In this case, someone told him that no matter how you go, you will end up that way in the end, like a shackle that you can't break free.

If he wants to deliberately go against the ending, but he doesn't know what the real ending is, maybe what he's going against is the final ending?So was it futile for him to deliberately go against the direction at the beginning, or was it also destined?

Cheng Yuan thought of a headache, and felt that he had fallen into a paradox in a philosophical category.

That's all, let it happen.

Cheng Yuan's injury healed very quickly, he thought, Dr. Zhang's medical attainments must have reached the peak, and his dilapidated body that has been tossing back and forth can be repaired by him.

When he went out again, the attitude of the people in the house became subtle again.

These servants who had been thinking of currying favor with Lingye all day long were completely confused by their master.

Now it's not clinging to Cheng Yuan, nor is it malicious to treat each other, they simply stay away from the ground, saving their master's bad luck.

Seeing Lingye again, he was drinking tea with Rongyue, talking and laughing happily.

Handsome men and beautiful women are so incompatible.

Cheng Yuan couldn't tell what he was feeling in his heart, but he felt that he really didn't have the right to compete with others to be jealous.

So he took a step back and left quietly.

Rong Yue pursed her lips and smiled, making a gesture to add tea to Ling Ye.

What she didn't know was that what Lingye was staring at just now was the same direction she was looking at.

He saw the fleeting moon-white figure earlier than her.

Cheng Yuan lay on the bed staring at the bed curtain in a daze.

Lingye's voice suddenly appeared, "Can you go?"

Cheng Yuan swayed with Erlang's legs, "Yes, not only can you walk, but you can also run. What's the matter? Time to send me to Jingguo?" He smiled at Lingye.

"Depart in the second half of the day," Lingye said.

Cheng Yuan's dangling legs stopped, and he really planned to send him there, so he wouldn't give him a chance to discuss it.

He actually didn't want to go there, not at all.

Except for the man in front of him, he didn't want to have sex with anyone, let alone betray himself to serve others on purpose.

He got up, sat on the edge of the bed and stared at Lingye for a long time.

Seeing that he didn't speak or make any next move, Lingye frowned subconsciously, not knowing what this man was planning.

Cheng Yuan could see that he couldn't look at himself with that kind of gaze.

He got up and walked towards Lingye step by step. Just as Lingye was thinking about what he was going to do, Cheng Yuan raised his hand and lightly wrapped around Lingye's waist, carefully resting his head in his arms.

"Really send me to someone else's bed?" he asked.

"You have promised before."

"Do you believe my bullshit? Does that sound like something I said sincerely?"

"What do you want to do again?" Ling Ye let his hands hang down naturally, and he didn't even think about pushing them away, letting him hold them.

"Lingye," he called out, "don't send me there, okay? I actually don't want to go there at all."

"Give me a reason why you can stay here without sending you there." Lingye said.

Cheng Yuan thought for a while, and suddenly thought of a word, a tool of relief, he smiled.

"Warm your bed, don't you know what my body looks like best? Are you really willing to give it to others to enjoy?" Cheng Yuan has never said such humble words in his life, "Just give me something to eat, I am willing Stay here in peace and contentment for the rest of your life, and don’t go anywhere.”

"How do you believe it?"

"The thing I've said the most in my life is that I like you. Is this reason enough? I like you to the point of being incapacitated and incompetent. But you don't seem to believe it anyway." A bit of grievance could be heard in the voice.

"I still remember the taste of my mother's bone soup," Lingye said.

In just a split second, all the bravery Cheng Yuan had accumulated tonight was all in vain.

He sighed, seemed to be very distressed, turned his head sideways, with his forehead resting on Lingye's neck, looking quite lost and desperate.

"What can I do..." He smiled wryly, "Don't tell me I almost forgot that I did so many bad things..."

Lingye pushed him away without much effort, "Take a good rest, it's a long way to Jingguo, take care of yourself."

Cheng Yuan didn't expect Rong Yue to go to Jing Country together.

In the cold and windy winter, Cheng Yuan was wearing a fox fur, sitting in the carriage, staring at the busy city outside the window in a daze.

Just as he was wondering why he was the only one who wanted such a big carriage, the curtain was lifted, and Lingye carefully helped Rong Yue into the carriage.

"Cheng Shizi." Rong Yue slightly bowed to him.

Cheng Yuan answered her sweetly. He didn't hate Rong Yue because of it. From her point of view, she was just a weak woman with ups and downs in troubled times. The family protects, and naturally cherishes this hard-won opportunity.There is nothing wrong with wanting to take a step closer to being Lingye's bedside person. It seems that it is a normal girl's mind to see Lingye being jealous of others and playing a little tricky.

"Rong Yue wants to take this opportunity to go home and have a look." Ling Ye said.

The Jianguo Remains City happened to be between Yanjing and Jing.

"Home." Cheng Yuan smiled, "Speaking of which, we are still in the same hometown."

"How dare you compare it with the prince." Rong Yue said.

Cheng Yuan saw that she was about to sit at the door, and his heart suddenly felt pity for the beauty, as he never saw beautiful people suffer.

"Come over, it's cold outside." So Cheng Yuan called her.

Rong Yue thought for a while, then looked at Lingye, Lingye nodded, and then she sat next to Cheng Yuan.

Cheng Yuan felt like an outsider this time, and continued to turn his head to look at the scene outside, pretending not to see the comings and goings between the two.

I do not want to see.

Along the way, getting off the car, staying in the inn, getting on the car, trekking through mountains and rivers, resting on the way, and visiting a certain Marquis' mansion along the way, Rong Yue did not do much.

There are many tricks of intrigue and intrigue, and the whole set of framing, sowing discord, deliberately showing off, and deliberately framing has been done.

Cheng Yuan, the person involved, watched from the side like a bystander, feeling a little sympathetic at the same time.

The sight of hibiscus flowers blooming in Lingye Mansion should be the pinnacle of her skill of "cross-cutting".

Cheng Yuan was just watching the scenery by the lake, and Rong Yue also came over to chat for a few words, and then accidentally hooked and tugged, "Help!"

thump--

Immediately, a young servant shouted, "Cheng Shizi recommended Rongyue girl—" and spread the news.

Cheng Yuan shook his head, thinking that by the time they had spread the news well enough to find someone to rescue him, Rong Yue would have already sunk to the bottom of the water.

He fished the man out of the water, the water in Xie Hou's courtyard was not clean, when Cheng Yuan came up, he was almost entangled by thorns at the bottom.

As soon as he came up, the protagonists were already in place.

Rong Yue half-deadly explained to Lingye there, "I don't blame Cheng Shizi, it's my own carelessness..."

Cheng Yuan sat on the ground and slowly wrung the water from his clothes. He seemed to remember that Lingye hadn't even asked.

Ling Ye looked at the man sitting on the ground by the lake, who was also quite embarrassed.

Xie Hou was in a hurry, fearing that the distinguished guests would have accidents at his house, he hurried up to show his courtesy, and circled around the half-dead Rong Yue.

"King Ling..." Rong Yue only had Ling Ye in her eyes.

Lingye asked Rong Yue to be sent back to the house, and asked Xie Hou to invite the best doctor, and comforted Rong Yue with an extremely gentle voice.

After Rong Yue left, the spectators dispersed, leaving only Cheng Yuan and Ling Ye.

Cheng Yuan was still sitting on the ground, looking up at him with crooked smiling eyes. "Aren't you going to accompany her?"

Lingye walked up to him and turned over his ankle to look. Sure enough, it wasn't that he didn't want to stand up, but he couldn't stand up.

The bright red blood seeped into the ground along the soil, so no one saw it just now.

When being picked up by Ling Ye, Cheng Yuan felt very strange.

"What? I almost killed your savior, why don't you cut me into pieces and still save me here?"

"She's not sensible," Lingye said. "I can't play with you either."

The implication is that you don't care about her.

"Aren't you clear in your mind if you don't care about it?"

Of course Ling Ye knew that if Cheng Yuan had been careless, Rong Yue would have been gone long ago.

Cheng Yuan smiled again, as if complaining, "Who can't control their cat? If the cat scratches someone, it doesn't cut his paws, but instead makes the person being scratched bear it."

Lingye didn't speak, but walked steadily.

Cheng Yuan hugged his neck and leaned against his shoulder, his voice was as thin as a mosquito, and he sounded extremely aggrieved.

"But I don't want to be the reasonable scratchee, I want to be the cat."

[The author has something to say: It’s really miserable without an outline, hahaha, I always want to write a little bit, except for knowing the general ending, all the plots are out of control. 】