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*Friends Visit*
"Wang Jun!"
When Wang Jun heard someone calling his name, he turned around almost instinctively, but he never expected to be hit in the face with a fist.
Wang Jun was stunned for a moment, dodged subconsciously, and then threw a punch to block, while his other hand swung out to counterattack.
Now their eyes met, Wang Jun could see the other person's face clearly, and his punching hand slowed down for a moment.
The other party took advantage of the situation and shackled Wang Jun's shoulders, and directly hit Wang Jun's head with his head, while still shouting -
"Wang Jun, you are a despicable villain."
"Brother Meng Qing, calm down first." Wang Jun looked at the door of Cui Youyi's house, which was still lit, with a guilty conscience, and his mind was full of thoughts about what he would do if she heard it.
Meng Qing was furious.
He asked Wang Jun to help him take care of his sweetheart, but what happened is that Wang Jun abducted his sweetheart!
He had already talked to his parents and prepared the betrothal gifts. He was just waiting for Cui Youyi to return to Beijing so that he could ask a matchmaker to come and propose marriage.
But after waiting for a long time, he finally got the news that Cui Youyi was going to marry her good friend Wang Jun.
"Oh, calm down! How do you expect me to calm down?" Meng Qing asked back, "I've written to you many times asking if anyone is pursuing Miss Cui. How did you respond? No one in Ningguta is pursuing Miss Cui!"
Meng Qing spoke each word with gritted teeth, "No one in Ningguta is pursuing Miss Cui."
"So you're not a human, right? You really aren't a human!"
Meng Qing didn't want to lose his composure, but he couldn't swallow this humiliation. He followed Wang Jun and the others for a day and saw with his own eyes that he was like a peacock with its tail spread out, showing his courtesy to Cui Youyi.
Thinking of Wang Jun's reply to him, his fists clenched even tighter.
Wang Jun is a treacherous, deceitful, and cunning villain!
Meng Qing felt that he was a fool. Why did he believe the words of Wang Jun, such a black-hearted man? Now, his sweetheart was going to marry this black-hearted man.
"Brother Meng, there's not a single lie in my letter," Wang Jun argued. "In the beginning, there were many people courting Miss Cui, but I chased them all away. So, isn't there anyone else?"
"Besides, you're just asking if there's anyone else pursuing Miss Cui? I'm not that person!"
Meng Qing: ??? Did anyone say that?
Meng Qing was so angry that he laughed, but his laughter was filled with bitterness and memories that Wang Jun could not understand.
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"Miss Cui!"
Meng Qing hesitated outside the school for a long time, and finally waited until Cui Youyi's ice sculpture class was over. As soon as he saw her come out, he couldn't wait to call her.
"Who are you?" Cui Youyi looked at the stranger who suddenly appeared, somewhat puzzled.
Meng Qing's eyes were filled with emotions that Cui Youyi could not understand.
"My name is Meng Qing, and I am..."
"It's an old friend of hers..."
Cui Youyi paused, somewhat unsure of his relationship with the original owner.
Cui Youyi sighed in her heart. Not knowing the other party's background, she didn't want to speak casually.
"I didn't mean to disturb your life, I just wanted to make sure." Meng Qing was afraid that Cui Youyi would misunderstand, so he hurried to explain.
"What do you want to confirm?" Cui Youyi looked at Meng Qing calmly.
Meng Qing smiled even more bitterly.
"I wonder where she is? Is she still alive?"
Cui Youyi had never received any information about Meng Qing and didn't know what to say, but thinking that Meng Qing was one of the few people who cared about the original owner, after some hesitation, she chose to be frank.
"I'm sorry, I don't know where she is."
When Cui Youyi showed off her ice sculpture skills, she knew that people who knew the original owner would know that she was not the original owner.
Later, Cui's family also discussed all of this with her in detail, which relieved Cui Youyi's inner burden.
The Cui family also asked whether Cui Youyi was still alive and whether they would take over her body.
Cui Youyi thought maybe, but she just didn't know.
"I know." Meng Qing smiled bitterly. He knew it before he came, and it was confirmed yesterday.
His sweetheart is a girl who loves to laugh.
She is kind and strong, and deserves all the beautiful words, but the timid are destined not to stand by her side.
He Meng Qing was timid, so he could only miss her in his heart...
*Daily Life After Marriage*——Copywriting and Plot
The afternoon sun hung lazily, as if covered by a layer of gauze and was not very strong.
A few rays of light were scattered lazily, shining through the window onto the kitten lying on the ground and resting.
Everything was quiet and beautiful, if it weren't for the low, muffled sounds coming from inside the room.
The room was dim and Cui Youyi was so angry that she gritted her teeth.
She finally managed to give herself a day off to go out and collect folk songs, but as soon as she woke up and hadn't even stepped out of the room, Wang Jun came back and pestered her, making a lot of noise, even more clingy than a kitten.
Realizing that Cui Youyi was not concentrating, Wang Jun felt that he was not working hard enough, so he became ruthless and forgot about love.
Cui Youyi was so angry that she bit Wang Jun's shoulder hard.
The light was half bright and half dark, and my consciousness was groggy...
[Sizzle…]
[Dear... sizzle... sizzle... sizzle... host...]
Cui Youyi, who was half asleep, frowned unconsciously.
Wang Jun, who was originally playing with Cui Youyi's hair, didn't dare to move. He thought he had disturbed Cui Youyi.
After eating and drinking his fill, he was very happy and in high spirits.
"Thank you for your hard work, my wife." Wang Jun said in his heart. He patted Cui Youyi's back soothingly and took the opportunity to hug the person in his arms tighter.
Feeling the real warmth of the person in his arms, Wang Jun's suddenly panicked heart finally felt at ease.
[Sizzle...sizzle...sizzle]
Wang Jun seemed to hear some sound. He wanted to open his eyes to find out what was going on, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his consciousness seemed to drift farther and farther away, until he came to a place that was both familiar and unfamiliar.
The dusk was dark and gloomy, the wind was howling, and the sound of crying was heard.
Wang Jun seemed to feel the bone-chilling cold. The familiar streets of Ningguta were deserted with no merchants or passers-by, only frozen corpses everywhere.
The next moment, Wang Jun saw a firefly, and his consciousness was instantly pulled away. He saw another self, skinny and bony, and the words he heard were so heavy -
"Sir, nine out of ten villages in Ningguta are deserted. Many villagers' houses have collapsed under the heavy snow. The city is running low on food. If rescue workers don't arrive soon, Ningguta will become a deserted city."
"Has the person we sent out replied?" Wang Jun asked in a hoarse voice.
"Three teams, none of them replied. I'm afraid..."
The worst consequences are beyond words. I was able to get out of Ningguta alive in the heavy snow and then seek help from the nearest provincial capital.
Every checkpoint is difficult and life-threatening. The people they sent out have not received a reply for more than a month, and they are afraid that they have already met with an accident.
I'm afraid that God wants to destroy Ningguta.
Wang Jun looked at himself in the picture, and a deep feeling of powerlessness gripped his heart.
He couldn't help but wonder what Ningguta would be like if Cui Youyi hadn't come to Ningguta?
Will his years of planning really succeed?
If everything goes back to the starting point, what can he do when the snowstorm comes?
"Sir, please save us."
"Sir, please save us."
Wang Jun seemed to hear the wailing of countless people, and the ice sculptures that everyone once cherished were scattered everywhere in pieces.
They once believed that the ice sculptures would bring miracles, protect Ningguta and the people living in Ningguta, but they were about to die.
The belief that ice sculptures cannot be eaten or drunk has crushed their backbones. Wang Jun seemed to hear everyone's complaints.
The wealthy and powerful families used ice sculptures to suck the blood of the poor people, and then buried them in a snow. No one would remember that there was such a group of people in Ningguta who had struggled and tried to survive.
If God has a spirit, please tell us how we can survive?
If there is a god, please tell me how to let the people of Ningguta survive.
The snow cannot hear people's prayers. The fluttering snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger, and the snow on the ground is getting thicker and thicker, burying everything...
Wang Jun did not wait for an answer, and neither did the people of Ningguta.
If God has a spirit, please save us!
If God has a spirit, please save them!
A tear fell, and Wang Jun's scattered consciousness began to return. He suddenly stood up and took a deep breath.
"What's wrong?" Cui Youyi was also woken up. Looking at Wang Jun's appearance, all her sleepiness disappeared.
Wang Jun slowly turned his gaze to Cui Youyi and pulled her into his arms.
"I had a nightmare." Wang Jun leaned his head on Cui Youyi's shoulder. He couldn't calm down for a long time. Everything in front of him seemed like an illusion.
"What kind of nightmare scared you so much?" Cui Youyi patted Wang Jun on the back, "Don't be afraid! I'm here!"
"Yeah, thank goodness you're here."
Wang Jun hugged Cui Youyi a little tighter.
[Sizzle…sizzle…sizzle…]
In the quiet and warm moment, Cui Youyi clearly heard the voice coming from her mind.
[Dear host, here's a system warning.]
[You have five seconds left to survive. Please quickly exchange your ice sculptures for more survival time.]
【The countdown begins now.】
【five】
【Four】
【three】
…
Cui Youyi: ???
"Did you eat up all my survival time?"
"This is a rubbish system. You're done! I want to complain!!!"
The kitten who was secretly resting indoors seemed to be disturbed.
It got up and took a look at the noisy person, then jumped onto the windowsill helplessly, trying to break open the window and sneak out.
But as soon as the window was opened, a cold wind blew and the kitten shivered with cold.
So the kitten obediently jumped off the windowsill and returned to its nest.
It stretched and lay down skillfully to rest.
The warmth in the room spread to every corner of Ningguta with the chilly wind.
Just as, when the chilly spring breeze blows, all things come back to life.
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