After I escaped, he went crazy [Quick Transmigration]

"So, let's take it easy this time!"

In the high-tech space composed of countless white light beams, the black-haired young man was letting the updraft lead him forward, and the end of his eyes swept across the metal ball next to him.The other party spun around and jumped to the host's shoulder, as if asking for a reward: "Time is short, death is fast, how about it, should I thank your loyal and considerate partner 669, for arranging such a pleasant time for you?" level."

The corner of Song Qing's mouth twitched, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, "Good boy, you really are a filial son."

669: "... agree to reject ginseng cock!"

Song Qing looked at him meaningfully, and the latter looked at him with his small red eyes.The eyes of one person and one ball were fixed in the air. After a while, Song Qing looked away, as if nothing had happened.

On the other hand, 669 was extremely attentive, always waving in front of the host, "This time, the child of luck is a scumbag, his mother cried for scumbags, and scumbags died! How about it, do you want to go back and teach him to be a good person?"

Song Qing raised her eyes and glanced at him, with a little coldness, "Teaching how to be a man should be done by his mother. My task is to quickly complete all the levels and return to my original world."

As he said that, he looked at 669 with a bit of inquiry.

There is a problem with his memory.

Since entering Lou Shaochun's plane, Song Qing discovered that she had forgotten some memories, some memories about these children of luck.

One plane after another, with exactly the same faces, a subconscious voice told him that they were by no means ordinary NPCs.But... what secrets are these children of destiny carrying? Song Qing only felt that she was looking at things through a layer of fog.

But he had a vague feeling that he had once cleared the fog and seen all the truth.But why does it seem to be going backwards now?

Perhaps, the answer to all this lies in 669.

669 didn't seem to understand his eyes at all, and even whistled, "But it depends on luck, I didn't say it last time, our system is still in the development stage, maybe, a lucky child Sorry, you have to go back again."

Probably because the probability of this happening is 100%, Song Qing was not angry at all. He picked up the metal ball with one hand and evoked a dangerous smile: "Why don't we make a bet. You keep saying that your system is still there During the development period, I was a VIP internal beta customer. To put it bluntly, even if the lucky sons of each of your planes regret it, it is impossible for me to go back every time to clean up the mess. Especially... this time Lou Da President."

669 said haha, "Don't think too much, it's actually a coincidence."

"It can't be a coincidence." Song Qing categorically denied it, "Lou Shaochun knew that changing his life would kill 'Song Qing', and he still set up a trap to lure people into it. Others may regret it , but...he? Hehe."

The sons of luck from the previous planes may be ruthless or ungrateful, but after all, no one really wants "Song Qing" to die.But Lou Shaochun is different.

He is the real Avenger.His ruthlessness, his disguise, his scheming, he is like the embodiment of hatred.This kind of man would really regret the death of a pawn?

Song Qing was about to speak again, but all of a sudden, the airflow that originally led them up stagnated, and the familiar strong suction came from behind——

Song Qing glanced at 669 with cold eyes, thousands of words turned into one sentence:

You are dead.

669:"……"

The sun scorched the earth.It was the hottest day in Longcheng, the air conditioner in the office was blowing air-conditioning quietly, and the whole room was a completely different world from the sauna-like day outside.But even in such a comfortable environment, Xu Wei still broke out in cold sweat slightly on his back.

"Mr. Lou, this is from the hospital."

He respectfully presented the paper document in his hand on the table.It reads in black and white: the certificate of cremation of the remains.

In the column of the name on the first line, the words Song Qing are clearly printed on it.

Lou Shaochun's cold eyes fell there, and then he seemed to be frozen.There was no expression on his face, but Xu Wei's heart was already in his throat.

Others may not know it, but he has been with Lou Shaochun for so long, so he naturally knows the habits of his immediate boss.

But there is no way, Xu Wei bit the bullet and said, "This is the negligence of the hospital. According to the director, Mr. Song Qing left after five o'clock last night. At that time, Song Tian and It was right next to me, and I immediately asked to bring back the body. At that time, the doctor changed shift, and the doctor on duty did not arrive, so the doctor in charge of that department agreed."

After he finished speaking, the office became quiet again.

Xu Wei stood upright by the side, his heart fluttering, and he was completely waiting for his superior's trial.

But since the man behind the desk kept silent, he seemed to be fascinated by the name on the cremation certificate. After a long time, Xu Wei heard him suddenly say: "Did anyone in the hospital see his body cremated?"

Just as Xu Wei was about to speak out, the voice bit down two more words: "It must be seen with your own eyes."

"No." This Xu Wei asked clearly a long time ago, "The dean told me that when he found out about this, he rushed to the funeral parlor and said that Song Tianhe had already left with the cremation certificate."

Lou Shaochun's long eyelashes moved, and he stared straight at Xu Wei, "That is to say, no one saw him die at all?"

Xu Wei was shocked, the boss's question was too abnormal.No one saw Song Qing's body being cremated, and no one saw Song Qing dead, it was a completely different matter.

There are so many people in the hospital, if the person is not dead, how can Song Tianhe be allowed to lead the body away?

But Xu Wei has been with Lou Shaochun for so many years, he can catch the emotional changes of the other person in every small movement of the master, and he naturally knows the answer Lou Shaochun wants.However, that answer was too crazy, Xu Wei felt that it was necessary to remind the other party.

"Mr. Lou, if there is no death certificate, Song Tianhe will not be able to take Mr. Song Qing's... body away."

The word "remains" made Lou Shaochun's eyes move slightly.

"Get out." The man gave the order coldly.

Xu Wei: "...Yes."

The office door opened and closed, Lou Shaochun's index finger stroked the word "Song Qing" on the cremation certificate, but his heart became more and more empty.

Inexplicably, the beautiful and lively young man sitting on this desk suddenly flashed before his eyes, pursing his lips and complaining to him, complaining that the desk is too hard and the air conditioner is too cold.

How was he doing?Lou Shaochun remembered, he pinched the young man's nose and said "delicate".

The Song Qing he knew never looked like a person who could endure hardships and stand hard work.When sleeping, you have to wake up naturally, and you can't set the alarm clock.The bed is too hard, I don't like the low pillow, and I am very picky about eating.

But with such a delicate temperament, she is willing to trade her wealth and life with him.He's going to die, that guy clearly knows that if he changes his life, he'll die.

Lou Shaochun pressed his chest, it seemed to be pressed by a boulder, he was almost out of breath.Supporting the edge of the table with one hand, he was sweating profusely at this moment, breathing fresh air heavily.

Uncomfortable, almost all the cells in his body are protesting to him, sending out warnings.In the confusion, he reached out and knocked over the coffee cup on the table. The sound of porcelain falling to pieces was extremely abrupt in this quiet space.

Soon, the office door was pushed open again.When Xu Wei entered the door and saw him like this, his expression changed on the spot. "Boss Lou!"

Stepping forward to help him into the sofa, Xu Wei stretched out his hand to call the doctor, but stopped him abruptly with one hand, "Wait."

Lou Shaochun's handsome face was pale, he stretched out his hand and opened the drawer, inside was a pair of tortoiseshell copper coins.

Knowing what Lou Shaochun wanted to do, Xu Wei took a few steps back consciously, seeing Lou Shaochun picking up the copper coin with trembling fingertips, and began to divination.

If this scene falls in the eyes of other people in the industry, they must feel that Lou's CEO is probably fooled by those Taoist theories, and he left home halfway to pretend to be a ghost.

But Xu Wei knew that Lou Shaochun's attainments in Gemology and Metaphysics might not even be comparable to Song Tianhe, who is known as No.1 today!

Soon, the hexagram has been formed.Xu Wei couldn't understand it, but Lou Shaochun slumped heavily on the chair, his eyes filled with disbelief, "The hexagram of death...impossible, it's actually the hexagram of death..."

"Mr. Lou." Xu Wei saw Lou Shaochun standing up while propping up the table, his whole body was precarious.

The handsome and pale man glanced at him, then his eyelids closed, and his tall body suddenly fell down...

Lou Shaochun was ill.

Xu Wei originally thought that his boss might be overly sad, which would lead to excessive mood swings and blockage of Qi and blood.This disease is probably very troublesome.

But Lou Shaochun only stayed in the hospital for one night, and went back to work in Lou's Building the next day, as if everything yesterday was just Xu Wei's imagination.

Work and life, in Xu Wei's view, Lou Shaochun seems to have returned to the past, but it is a little different.If it is said that Lou Shaochun in the past was like a wild beast lurking in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to prey on the prey it wanted at any time.Now he...

It seems to be a complete working machine.

Work, work, work, apart from work, there is nothing that can interest Lou Shaochun.

Xu Wei doesn't know whether such a change is good or bad, but one thing is certain, the current Lou Shaochun is even less like a real person.

Sometimes, Xu Wei would show some pity when he looked at such a boss.But some things, once lost, can never come back.

The adult world is so cruel.

More than half a month had passed since Song Qing's death. When the manager of the personnel department came to report to work that day, when he mentioned the list of people who submitted their resignations this month, the word "Chen An" made Lou Shaochun's eyes narrow.

According to the rules of Lou's Real Estate, employees who resign must submit a resignation application one month in advance.Soon, Chen An, the security guard who was a member of the logistics department, was invited to the 28th floor.

The whole building was full of opinions that day.Not to mention a security guard, on weekdays, even the deputy manager of the department has no right to report directly to the chairman.

The resignation of a small security guard has alarmed the boss of the company?

After Chen An was called to the chairman's office, facing his benefactor and boss, the masculine and handsome man stood upright, neither humble nor overbearing.

Lou Shaochun looked up and down at this not-so-unfamiliar face, but a feeling of jealousy spontaneously arose in his heart.Yes, he is jealous.

Why did Song Qing die?Why did he block the bullet for the man in front of him?

Lou Shaochun didn't want to get to the bottom of it, he told himself that everything was over.His revenge plan has been successful, and nothing else matters.

But when I really saw this face, the poisonous snake in my heart woke up again, it showed its sharp fangs, and sizzled out its venom.

Chen An naturally didn't know what the man in front of him was thinking. He was polite and alienated, and only said that his mother was still ill and needed long-term care. He wanted to go back to start a small business and spend more time with the old man.

At the end, he also said that he would return the money Lou Shaochun lent him as soon as possible.

Qian Lou Shaochun even forgot about that point.Or in other words, with such a small amount of money, the real Zhou Ping can find out the past between him and Song Qing, which is a bloody profit.

Lou Shaochun looked at the man for a while, and then asked a few more questions.Chen An answered calmly and decently, and everything was reasonable.

After experiencing that kind of thing in the bank, the mother at home was frightened. As a dutiful son, he naturally wanted to resign and go home to take care of his mother.

Impeccable.

Lou Shaochun kept him and questioned him for a long time, and finally let him go.

Seeing Chen An, a feeling of jealousy and complacency crazily occupied all his thoughts.He was jealous that Chen An was the real Zhou Ping, but so what?With Song Qing's body, the one who made that beautiful and infatuated young man keep saying he loves him is Lou Shaochun.

Song Qingai's person is him, Lou Shaochun, not Zhou Ping.

Like hypnosis, Lou Shaochun kept telling himself repeatedly, subconsciously strengthening this cognition.Even at the end, he was alone in the office with a victorious attitude and laughed out loud.But soon, the tails of his eyes drooped, and he suddenly became a defeated man again, licking his wound alone.

There was only an inaudible "A Qing" in the huge space.

Lou Shaochun did not make things difficult for Chen An. After submitting his application for resignation, Chen An was quickly approved. After the last day of work, he packed up some of his personal belongings, said goodbye to his colleagues, and left the building with his things. building.

The Chen family lived in an extremely old community in the center of Longcheng City.When Chen An came back from Lou's Building, he had to transfer to the subway three times and walk for more than ten minutes.

However, he was in a good mood. First, he went to a time-honored shop to cut up half a roast goose, and then went to a stall selling sugar figurines near the park, and asked the stall owner to draw a rabbit with hot malt candy on the spot.

Back home, the sound of cutting vegetables was coming from the kitchen. Chen An put the roast goose on the dining room table and shouted loudly: "Mom, I'm back."

As if completing a task, as soon as the things were put down, he walked quickly to the small room next to him, pushed open the wooden door with some cracks, and said happily: "I'm back, Ah Qing."

The author has something to say: Hey, it’s another late day, I will definitely be on time tomorrow (claw.jpg)

Speaking of which, the building slag from this plane is definitely going to be incinerated, and I can't bear to end it too soon_(:D)∠)_

感谢在2021-08-2822:48:54~2021-08-2923:01:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: こねこ 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1450214810 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!