"Xiao Qingliu!! What on earth is wrong with you?..."
Fragments of memory clumsily entered Ye Qingliu's brain, and his rational nerves collapsed at this moment...
"You were born a monster."
"Everything you've been through is God's punishment."
"You're a monster! You've ruined everything I have!!"
"It's too disgusting to play with such a person."
"Let's stay away from such people to avoid bad luck."
"Qingliu-chan, of course it's because I love you!! How can you not love me......"
“I hate you!!”
“Xiao Qingliu…you…Xiao Qingliu!!”
"Xiao Qingliu!!!"
Ye Qingliu's world became blurry and chaotic. Fragments of memory splashed around in his mind, each one seeming to flash with a dazzling and blurry light.
He could vaguely hear a voice echoing in his ears, calling his name. But it seemed so unreal, and he couldn't find the source of the voice...
Ye Qingliu's consciousness began to blur, as if shrouded in a thick layer of fog. He tried to grasp something, but there was only nothing in his hands.
Ye Qingliu's body began to shake, as if it had lost all support.
Finally, in chaos and darkness, he completely lost consciousness and fell into a warm embrace.
Small theater interview
Reporter: Mr. Yan, were you injured in the fight with Mr. Jiang? Then why do you look so happy? Shouldn't an injured person have an expression of pain?
Yan Wei: (coughs), because this is the proof of "love".
Reporter: I heard that you sent the bandaging video to Mr. Jiang, who was terrified. Why did you do that?
Yan Yi: (laughed with a mischievous smile), Of course I was upset that he was dying too slowly, so I added fuel to his fire. Of course it's because someone has such a bad temper that no one wants them, no one loves them~ No one cares about them~ Tsk tsk tsk, being the big boss is so frustrating.
Reporter: (speechless), this move is too cool. Mr. Yan, you have such a mean mouth.
Reporter: (Turning to interview Jiang Ju again) Mr. Jiang, what do you think about this matter?
The reporter broke out in a cold sweat... Boss, don't kill me!!
Jiang Ju's inner thoughts: I'm furious. Damn Yan Yu. Damn it. I want to kill him even more.
Yan Yi returned home injured, and someone greeted him. It was actually "he" who bandaged the wound himself.
What about him? No one cares.
Jiang Ju: (Smiling politely), I don’t have any opinion, it’s childish.
In fact, the inner heart: Yan Yu xxxxxxxx
I've already scolded the other person to death...
Then he went straight to massacre the entire underworld.
Gang leaders: (bitterly) You are so noble! You are a bunch of idiots!
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