Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

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In severe pain, Duan Yaosi saw the scene just now again.

There is a person who keeps writing diaries. Countless diaries are accumulated in his hands. It can be seen that he cares about them very much. However, one day he angrily tore them to pieces, and among the flying paper scraps, Crying embarrassingly and unbearably.

Who is that, who is that, who is that... who is that?

For some reason, Duan Yaosi suddenly had an urge to see clearly, to know who that person was, and he had an intuition that he was very familiar with that person.

But the facts are always contrary to our thinking, the more he wants to see clearly, the less he can touch the answer, just like it is destined to be the answer that he will never be able to pursue.

Just when the powerlessness slowly occupied the entire atrium, and when the man was tired and about to give up, a white letter that had just been opened, like a butterfly, slowly floated down in front of his eyes from top to bottom.

There were many words densely written on it, but at this moment, he unexpectedly didn't pay attention to the words there. At this moment, the man's entire mind was attracted by the name on the place where the signature was signed.

And those three words are: Chu Jingran.

The moment when the line of sight touched the word three, it was as big as the beating heart, as small as the weakest cell in the capillary, the whole body, everything, stopped.

It's like the whole world is silent for a while.

In the next second, an unknown emotion rushes out of his chest regardless of his care, which cannot be expressed or narrated. It is a kind of joy that wants to laugh out loud, but it is also a kind of sadness that wants to cry out loud.

Two completely different extreme emotions squeezed into my mind like a race, and immediately, countless familiar and strange pictures reappeared in my mind one by one.

'I want all his information. '

'Today he was late again. '

'I like you. '

'I don't want to lie to you, but now is not the time. '

'Xiaoran——! '

'Other people say that everything in me is given by you, so, this life is returned to you now, starting from the second after my death, we will not owe each other from now on. '

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Countless turmoil, countless pasts, countless unforgettable memories, made the man's face pale and at the same time trembling, and he couldn't even stand still. His veins were popping out, and he was grabbing the desk beside him stubbornly.

He wants to know, he wants to know, he wants to know who that person is...

But at the same time as the veins on the man's forehead were ferocious, beads of sweat trickled down like rain, and in less than half a minute, the home clothes he was wearing were wet.

The last 10 minutes passed, and the pale-faced man dripping with cold sweat slowly opened his eyes.

It was a pair of eyes that were half hidden in the darkness and half in the light, and there was an extremely dangerous signal flashing in the cold blue pupils.

Killing intent.

Qingfeng! ! !

The word "brain" just came up, and the murderous intent surged like a roaring river. If the other party was in front of him at this moment, this man would definitely stretch out his hand without any hesitation and wring that person's neck.

It has been countless years, and no one has dared to play him so openly, let alone indirectly use the person he cares about the most!

However, after recalling something, the bloodthirsty factor buried deep in the man's eyes slowly faded away.

Now, it's not the time to turn against that woman. When he goes out and settles everything, he will definitely teach that woman an unforgettable lesson!

It turned from cloudy to sunny, but in the blink of an eye, the dangerous aura exuding from the man just now was enough to make any daring person's hair stand on end.

In the darkness corresponding to the daytime, in the darkness and chaotic order where rules and morals no longer exist, this man is the absolute emperor in the eyes of countless people.

And this man's name is Qin Qingcang!

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After suppressing the bloodthirsty thoughts in his heart, the man obviously cared more about another matter.

That is, the person he misses endlessly.

With little energy, Qin Qingcang took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and Qin Qingcang dialed a number with trembling fingertips.

Not long after staying in the hotel, Chu Jingran, who was basking in the sun on the balcony, suddenly heard the phone in the room ring.

Looking at the name on the display, Chu Jingran narrowed his eyes slightly, not realizing it yet.

After answering the phone, Chu Jingran pondered for three seconds before speaking.

"President Duan."

In the bedroom, when he heard the voice from the other end of the phone, the man's deep eyes suddenly brightened like stars.

After countless years, he heard that person's voice again.

Recalling the dark time when he could only watch the other party lying quietly in the ward with a weak and painful figure through the thick glass window, Qin Qingcang couldn't help crying at this moment.

He really, can see his Xiaoran again, right?

Suppressing countless surging emotions, he moved his lower lip with difficulty, as if wanting to