After the death of thousands of people, the enemy regrets it

Hearing the speculation that Chu Yan might like him, Xing Yuan's heart jumped wildly.

He is not disgusted with his liking, nor is he disgusted. To put it clearly, Xing Yuan can even feel the surprise in his heart that cannot be ignored.

However, he has always been a person with good self-control ability, so this surprise only lasted for a short time before disappearing.

As the main god, he always has many worries and many things, and he doesn't just do whatever he wants.

He always has more shackles than others.

Now that the virus is making a comeback, how could he fall in love with a tasker at this juncture.

Not to mention whether I will die with the virus at the last moment, whether all the taskers of the Space-Time Administration will wait for the main god space to select the next main god someday in the future.

If Virus realizes his affection for Chu Yan, then Chu Yan will definitely become a thorn in his side by then.

After all, maybe right now, the virus is dormant beside them, watching his movements motionlessly with his gloomy eyes.

He didn't want to involve Chu Yan.

He also doesn't want to see Chu Yan like him. After all, this young man is a person who lacks love in essence, so he doesn't want to see people or things that are very important to that person leave him, even if That person is himself.

But he was forced into this position by fate, and many things were really unavoidable and helpless.

As the main god, he couldn't change his own destiny.

However, what he can try to do is not to let Chu Yan take him seriously.

That position should go to someone more important to him.

Someone who can make him smile from the bottom of his heart.

Someone who can give him a hand at critical moments

Someone who can be with him forever.

And that person obviously won't be me.

In He Hui's eyes, the Xing Yuan who heard the word "like" was different from what he saw in ordinary times. What was written in his two eyes was no longer just a balance, but a kind of more Livelier, livelier, more vibrant light.

It's just that the light was too fast and short-lived, so fast that it disappeared before he could tell what it was.

Xing Yuan just said indifferently: "I know."

He Hui: "???"

what do you know?

Why is it so bland!

By the way, who is this person you speak of?

......

After knowing that Xing Yuan might have a Bai Yueguang he was thinking about, something was wrong with Chu Yan.

But what is the saddest thing about eating melons is that you will always be an outsider, and you will never be able to see the whole picture of things clearly.

But today's Chu Yan is eager to know what kind of person Xing Yuan can never forget, they are also human beings, why is that person's genes so good, so good that a person as powerful as Xing Yuan can be killed by him? attract.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt like scratching his heart and scratching his liver.

This state lasted until the afternoon of this day, and he went to the assessment training with the other three new taskers.

They sat around the round table, all four of them looked nervous, only Song Zhuo, who was not afraid of tigers when he was born, had a relaxed face, his two calves were shaking slightly under the table, the tasker who likes children was impressed by his ice and snow cuteness Attracted by his appearance, he treated him like a child and coaxed him to call him brother and sister.

Song Zhuo naturally ignored it.

But when Chu Yan called his name, he would turn around docilely and sweetly call out "brother Xiaoyan".

Everyone here is heartbroken.

Just when everyone was envious of Chu Yan being favored by the child, they gradually heard the sound of footsteps approaching from far away.

The original happy atmosphere dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The visitor was dressed in strict black clothes, with meticulous demeanor, wide shoulders and narrow waist, and tight jawline, giving people a strong sense of superiority.

It was none other than Xing Yuan.

In most cases, the assessment of mental power requires the participation of the main god, because he has the most powerful mental power and has a more accurate detection ability than the system.

Seeing him coming, the mission workers who were sitting just now stood up immediately.

Chu Yan's reaction was half a beat slow, but the time to stand up was still timely and not conspicuous.

Song Zhuo, on the other hand, jumped out of the chair lazily, making people envious from the bottom of their hearts. Children are self-willed.

Before the assessment, Xing Yuan had to affix a tasker's medal on each of them's clothes.

The design of the medal is in the shape of a clock, but a small fan-shaped opening is intentionally missing at the lower right corner from [-] o'clock to [-] o'clock, representing the entrance of the gate of time and space.

The two taskers standing in front of him were all pinned with medals by him.

Chu Yan subconsciously held his breath and waited quietly.

Perhaps, he couldn't help but look forward to something in his heart.

But when Xing Yuan approached Chu Yan, his hand suddenly paused, hesitated for a moment, then put the brooch on his hand, his gaze was as light as glass.

Watching Xing Yuan bypass him and go to the next person, Chu Yan's eyes widened, revealing an extremely incredible look.

This is him, he was treated differently.

Right, right.

Was he hated when he didn't know?

The tasker standing behind him looked at the medal that the main god gave him with his own hands, blushed with emotion, and apologized repeatedly, but the main god only responded to him lightly.

He kept glancing at Chu Yan from the corner of his eyes, and naturally he did not miss the loss and confusion in his eyes.

Seeing his loneliness, Xing Yuan's heart tightened slightly, followed by uncontrollable regret.

However, he has always been a person with decision-making and execution capabilities, and he cannot go back on the decisions he has made, not to mention, he is doing it for Chu Yan's good.

He can't make this person like a person whose future is full of dangers and uncertainties.

The last one to receive the medal was Song Zhuo.

He was different from everyone else, when Xing Yuan bent down to give him the medal, Song Zhuo indifferently stopped his movement, then took the medal away, and put it on himself crookedly.

Xing Yuan didn't stop him, and didn't blame him for being disrespectful to him, but just stood up as if nothing had happened, maintaining a serious face all the time.

Song Zhuo hated his pretentious appearance the most.

He turned his eyes and saw that Chu Yan was still deeply confused about when he was hated by Xing Yuan, and the disappointment in his eyes had already overflowed the air.

Song Zhuo looked very uncomfortable.

What he wants is to let Chu Yan know the difficulty of liking Xing Yuan, and then retreat.

However, he didn't want to see Xing Yuan ignoring Chu Yan in such a self-righteous manner.

What he hated the most in his life was Xing Yuan's superior appearance.

He knew that Xing Yuan had a crush on Chu Yan.

But judging from this situation, why is it that Chu Yan likes Xing Yuan so much, but Xing Yuan is rejecting him with actions?

This is different from what Song Zhuo thought.

His biggest purpose is to change Chu Yan's mind.

But what I see now is that Xing Yuan is ruining Chu Yan's intentions.

What kind of words are these.

After a training meeting, Song Zhuo and Chu Yan were not in a good mood, one was angry and the other was empty.

Although Xing Yuan didn't say a word to Chu Yan from the beginning to the end, when Chu Yan didn't notice, Xing Yuan had been paying attention to him quietly.

.....

That night, Chu Yan lay on the bed peacefully.

Xing Yuan showed melancholy facing the dark night.

Song Zhuo was reading in Chu Yan's room. Although the things in the book were novel and interesting, they couldn't attract his attention at all.

His two dark eyes poked out quietly from the book, staring at the lifeless Chu Yan lying on the bed motionless.

At this time in the past, he obviously had a lot to say.

When Chu Yan didn't know, the gloomy area in Song Zhuo's heart gradually expanded.

He put the book on the ground and approached Chu Yan step by step.

He doesn't know what he wants to do or how to do it.

But he didn't want the man to think about him anymore.

How to do it?

What can I do to stop him from thinking about him?

What is he going to do?

How about... take him away, take him to a place where no one can find him, and isolate him from the outside world, so he can't go anywhere.

Just when the reason in his eyes was about to be swallowed up by the darkness, Chu Yan noticed his approach, so he turned over, lying softly on the bed, looking at him sideways, and said angrily: " Xiaojiu, I think you are right, I should stay away from people like Xing Yuan who are so uncertain."

Song Zhuo: "..."

Chu Yan said firmly: "So you have to supervise me, he is not benevolent, I will definitely not be a licking dog."

Song Zhuo heard the words, and asked in a deep voice: "So... you like him?"

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, as if his mind had been exposed.

He didn't deny it, but emphasized: "A little bit, only a little bit."

Song Zhuo's complexion was not very good-looking, but he endured it after all and did not explode.

It is impossible to say that there is no imbalance in the mind.

He and Xing Yuan have always been in a life-and-death relationship, what he can't get, Xing Yuan can't even imagine.

Fortunately, now, Chu Yan has slowly lost his favor with Xing Yuan.

When this point of goodwill disappeared, Xing Yuan would have nothing left.

When I defeat him and let him disappear from this world, he can become the master of all worlds.

However, these things add up, and it seems that the person in front of him is not as interesting.

Moon stars are rare.

Xing Yuan leaned against the window sill, looking at the darkness outside the window with a lonely expression, feeling extremely complicated in his heart.

No, it's not so much complicated...as painful.

Pain like a blunt knife cutting flesh.

If possible, he also wants to be an ordinary person.

It's okay to like someone normally.

Live a normal life with him.

There is no need for eternal life.

The long river of time is really exhausting.

Some people have endured loneliness for a long time, maybe even death can be regarded as a relief.

.....

In the dead of night, Song Zhuo quietly left the room.

After this period of recuperation, his body has recovered greatly.

Taking advantage of his growing strength, Song Zhuo had to hurry up and do one thing.

He wants to sneak into the space of the main god to see what happened in the world where Xing Yuan was erased because of his high negative value.

If you let that memory come back to Xing Yuan's mind, it will greatly increase the possibility of him parasitizing him.

At that time, I can easily defeat him.

He wanted to see what happened in the memory that made the Lord God Space have to violate the principle and use power to erase it.

The night was very dark, and on the console of the main god's space, the virus sneaked in without anyone noticing.

His strength is not enough to completely control this space, but it is more than enough to release that memory.

In fact, as long as Xing Yuan is willing, he can do it himself.

However, in order to keep himself in a state of reason all the time, he will not take the initiative to try this forbidden fruit.

That being the case, then I can only let myself help him.

The blue light in the space shrouded his face, half of Song Zhuo's face was hidden in the darkness, his fingers tapped on the keyboard quickly, and a long string of codes soon appeared on the holographic screen.

[Do you want to apply for the return of memory? ]

[Yes. ]

[One more time, would you like to? ]

[I'm sure. ]

Soon, a certain database in this space suddenly emitted a red light, which was conspicuous and coquettish in this blue space, and looked extremely strange.

A triumphant smile appeared on Song Zhuo's face.

But soon, he stopped laughing.

Because this world...is Chu Yan's world.

......

On the streets in midsummer, pedestrians coming and going are all busy on their own life trajectories.

If there are any idlers at this time, it is those who are excluded from the collective, or the homeless.

Xing Yuan was still a tasker at the time. He had the stubbornness and stubbornness that most smart people have. In the task world, he was often unwilling to follow the system's instructions and chose to act according to his own ideas.

It is also for this reason that Xing Yuan was punished by the previous Lord God to experience the life of the lower classes in one of the mission worlds, trying to smooth out the edges and corners of his body.

In the Space-Time Administration, there is no distinction between time and space.

Ten thousand years ago, Xing Yuan came to that world.

Ten thousand years later, Chu Yan came to the Space-Time Management Bureau.

The biggest barrier is not time, but space.

In this world, the life of the so-called lower class is that Xing Yuan stays here as a blind tramp.

The meaning of this experience is probably to let him feel what it would be like for a person to lose his survival skills and only rely on selling his dignity to live.

It can be said that Xing Yuan has experienced the sufferings of the world here.

A stomach that can never be filled.

Endless ridicule.

If there is one thing to be thankful for, it is probably the sight that was taken from him.

Can't see anything, just can't see those mocking eyes and contemptuous eyes.

At that time, Xing Yuan's biggest feeling should be that when you live at the bottom, a lot of scum will appear along with it.

Otherwise, why do human beings want to go to high places?

Apart from blindness, Xing Yuan's body is not very good, half of his body is numb, and it is difficult to even move.

His messy hair stuck to his face, passers-by couldn't see the outline of his face clearly, but subconsciously regarded him as a monster, and if he touched it, he would suffer bad luck.

The summer is scorching, but there is more indifference in the hot and dry world.

Xing Yuan sat quietly by the side of the road, not planning to eat, nor did he plan to live long.

The Lord God's punishment is harsh but also merciful, that is, he will return to the Space-Time Administration after his death.

At that time, the proud son of heaven, who had tasted the sufferings of the world, seldom bowed his head.

Probably because he finally understood that there was a more powerful force above him.

But when an egg meets a rock head-on, no matter what the end result is, this is definitely not the behavior of a wise man anyway.

He planned to die here quietly, not asking for help, nor begging.

Just when he was dizzy from thirst and hunger, a bottle of water suddenly touched his lips.

He froze for a moment, opened his empty eyes, and looked at the owner of the water bottle, although he couldn't see anything.

That person was none other than Chu Yan, who was about to start university.

In order to earn tuition fees, he deliberately found several part-time jobs for himself. After all, he didn't need to think about it and knew that his parents would definitely not pay for this money for him.

His daily life is very simple, he works part-time, gets off work, and saves the money he needs to go to school bit by bit, and the remaining money is used as his food expenses.

What he eats is not extravagant, only a little white water and a few steamed buns in Xizhou, three meals a day.

Every day on the way to his part-time job, he could see such a person sitting on the side of the street.

It is said that crying children have sweets to eat, and homeless people are no exception. Only by selling hard can they get today's living expenses.

But this person just does nothing, the whole person is like a weed that is slowly drying up and is about to die.

He didn't even want to call for help.

Chu Yan found out that this stupid tramp couldn't even ask passers-by for help, so naturally it was impossible to ignore him.

Maybe this homeless business is not skilled enough.

After seeing this homeless man, all the people walked away with disgust on their faces.

But Chu Yan approached him bit by bit.

He wanted to say hello, but didn't know how to say it.

Finally, when he saw the dry cracked lips of this homeless man, he felt that he should take out something practical, so he took out an unopened water bottle from his backpack, and handed it to him carefully. lips.

The man first felt the water on his lips, and then felt that someone had blocked him from the venomous sunlight in front of him.

With eyes like his, there is no way to see the face of the person in front of him.

But he knew that his voice was nice and gentle.

The man said softly, "Are you hungry? I still have buns here. If you don't mind, we can eat together."

Xing Yuan's lips moved, maybe he really didn't want to accept other people's charity, so he just said lightly: "Don't worry about me, I want to die."

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, the truth of this answer was beyond his expectation.

The most difficult thing to save in this world is a person who wants to die.

He scratched his head helplessly, as if he was embarrassed.

"Then... I put water here, remember to drink when you are thirsty."

"I know it may be difficult to live, but I feel that only by living can you find the gift carefully arranged by God for you. If you die, you will not find anything."

He put the mineral water bottle beside Xing Yuan, and he didn't feel annoyed. He spoke like a clear spring, warm and gentle, and it sounded very comfortable.

Chu Yan was about to leave when he suddenly noticed two people coming out of the canteen across the street.

These two people are none other than Chu Yan who took the lead in isolating him in high school.

They were chatting with five yuan ice cream in their hands, and before Chu Yan had time to escape, they had already spotted Chu Yan.

"Hey, isn't this Chu Yan? Why are you here?"

Seeing the dirty homeless man beside Chu Yan, the two showed mocking smiles, and said in a strange way: "What, is this a discussion with your homeless brother about the market of begging business in this street, hahaha."

Chu Yan didn't intend to talk to them quickly, and was going to turn around and leave.

But before he took a few steps, he was caught by the two men who were chasing him.

"Don't go, we are all old classmates, why don't you catch up with us? Don't be so heartless~"

Chu Yan's usually indifferent face finally showed a trace of impatience: "Let me go."

Those two people didn't intend to let him go so easily.

Chu Yan was bullied by them for three years, but he didn't expect that in the end, his grades were far behind them, and he went to a very good university in China. Even the teachers at the school took him as a typical case.

Isn't this like flying to a branch and becoming a phoenix?

How can they allow the person who has been trampled under their feet for three years to live with a straight back.

He should always live in their shadows, no matter where he goes, no matter what achievements he has, he must always submit to them.

Chu Yan was annoyed by them, and wanted to leave, but found that these people were much stronger than himself, and it was difficult to break free.

In fact, this is not to blame Chu Yan, he has done a lot of heavy work today, and his hands are soft, not to mention that he doesn't eat much every day, so he can barely satisfy his hunger with buns, and his nutrition can't keep up. In front of his peers, he was skinny and looked several years younger than them.

One of the classmates said harshly to him: "Speaking of which, Chu Yan, you are so poor, you must not be able to eat ice cream, how about we treat you to eat?"

After all, the cream ice cream in his hand fell straight onto the dusty ground, and the ice cream splashed everywhere.

Chu Yan's face instantly turned pale.

Seeing this, another classmate also exaggerated: "Oh, why are you so careless, you actually got it on the ground, Chu Yan, you see that you are so frugal every day, and you are reluctant to change a few clothes a year. If the expensive ice cream falls on the ground, no one will eat it."

Hearing this, Chu Yan looked at them with more and more anger.

But they didn't care about his emotions at all. The angrier he was, the more excited they were.

Just when one of the gangsters wanted to kick Chu Yan's kneecap and force him to kneel down, his hand was grabbed by the silent tramp behind him.

He tried to struggle, but found that the man's hands were like iron clamps, and he couldn't break free at all.

I only heard the man frowning irritably, and said in a cold voice:

"roll."

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