Chapter 628 Sheng Huaian (3)
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Feeling like a hangover, Sheng Huaian leaned back on the sofa and slowly opened his eyes.
He took off the vision device on his head, and on the blue light screen that reflected the void, a few eye-catching words suddenly appeared: [End of the 'Childhood Sweethearts' chapter].
Mu Liansheng's dream-making company, the world-famous vision device, has undergone many improvements and is now able to accurately adjust the personality traits of virtual characters according to the needs of the experiencer.
Sheng Huaian referred to Jiang Zhiyue's childhood photos and recreated a lovely girl. Different from the reality, he hoped that they would have met each other earlier and become childhood sweethearts.
He wanted to let everyone know how he felt about her.
Especially his father...
However, this experience was very different from what Sheng Huaian had expected. He did one thing wrong. He should not have treated Jiang Zhiyue as a sibling, even if it was fake and even if they had no relationship at all.
It is not known whether Mu Liansheng was deliberately making fun of him, but the vision device he sent to him only had two modes. To be precise, it meant that he only had two chances to experience it. He created a ['childhood sweethearts' setting] and grew up with Jiang Zhiyue in that world.
Just as Sheng Huaian had imagined, he blocked all her romantic opportunities and watched her grow from an ignorant little girl into a graceful young lady.
It feels good, but there's something missing in the middle that I can't put into words.
Sheng Huaian knew what it was.
If there is only one chance left...
What kind of world will Sheng Huaian create?
When he heard the footsteps approaching outside the door, he had already made up his mind.
After Jiang Zhiyue returned to China, she lived not far from Jiang Wanrou. Whenever she came to visit Jiang Wanrou, Sheng Huaian would deliberately avoid her.
To this day, he still hasn't gotten over the fact that she got married...
At such a close distance, he couldn't avoid seeing her, but he didn't know how to face it. Should he pretend nothing happened? Pretend to let it go?
It's so fake...How can feelings be let go?
Sheng Huaian held the flashing vision device in his hand. The footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer. Jiang Wanrou sighed and said, "Zhiyue, you came back at the right time this time. Huaian happened to be at home. I asked him to come downstairs, but I don't know what he was doing. There was no response at all."
"Your lifelong event has been settled, but your uncle is still urging him to keep up with you, and Huai'an is unwilling to let go..." When she said this, Jiang Wanrou's eyes couldn't help but flash.
She held Jiang Zhiyue's hand. One was her beloved daughter, and the other was her sincere nephew.
I have to sigh, what a cruel fate.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, almost stopping at the door of the room. Jiang Zhiyue reached out and pushed the door open.
As the door opened, she was about to speak when she suddenly heard the sound of something heavy falling to the ground!
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The sky was covered with dark clouds and it was raining heavily.
A solemn and dignified funeral is taking place.
The young man in the portrait has a high nose, thin lips, messy but beautiful hair, and a heroic, unrestrained appearance.
This is Sheng Huaian’s funeral.
He came to his own funeral, watching his own death at a certain point in time, and the strange thing was...
Sheng Huaian stood not far away, staring at his own portrait quietly. He was sure that this was an illusion...
This illusion was a thought that had flashed through his mind. On that day of the cruise ship explosion, Jiang Zhiyue had knocked him unconscious on the hospital bed and completed everything for him that he should have done.
If Jiang Zhiyue had not replaced him, he would have died on that day, and he would have perished together with the Sheng family.
And this illusion...
At his funeral, all the mourners were dressed in solemn black clothes. In the pitch black, her figure was the most eye-catching.
Sheng Huaian saw her at a glance, and as the girl turned her head, she suddenly looked at him.
Jiang Zhiyue's eyes flashed with surprise, and she strode over excitedly. Sheng Huaian seemed to be nailed to the spot, his mind frantically reminding him that this was an illusion.
It was an illusion brought to him by the vision device. Don't take it seriously. He was the one who remained rational and participated in the experience.
As Jiang Zhiyue walked towards him step by step, her sorrowful eyes stared at him intently, and big tears suddenly fell...
The distracting thoughts in Sheng Huaian's mind were instantly cleared by the instrument.
"You look a lot like my boyfriend." The young girl's voice sounded softly. The girl in front of her was very young, only eighteen years old. At the prime of her youth, she was overwhelmed by the sadness in her body.
Sheng Huaian should have said something, but he stared at the young man in the portrait, and saw his own face, as young as Jiang Zhiyue's, in the reflective glass.
However, he was much taller than Jiang Zhiyue, and when she stood in front of him, he couldn't help but lower his head to look at her.
The corner of Sheng Huaian's mouth twitched, and he took a breath of cold air. He reached out to touch his face, only to find the bruises at the corners of his mouth and a band-aid on his face.
He was wearing a college uniform with the words "Qingshan Junior College" printed on it, and had a black shoulder bag slung across his body.
He had one hand in his pocket and didn't look like a good student in the traditional sense.
What he said was even more shocking. He pointed at the young man in the portrait and asked, "Who is that?"
"My boyfriend." Jiang Zhiyue said.
Sheng Huaian: "Is he dead?"
This was a public funeral, and people from all walks of life came to pay their respects to the man in the portrait. The appearance of a boy who looked like a bad student was a bit out of place.
The place where the funeral was held was very close to the farthest and most remote college in the city. Because the college was so poor, the authorities allocated a piece of land near the unwanted cemetery to the college to accommodate the bad boys of the city.
"Well, he's dead."
Jiang Zhiyue said: "He followed in his father's footsteps. God had never been kind to him. He inherited his father's will and tried hard to find his lost family members. Unfortunately, the evil people were unwilling to let him go and tried desperately to cover up the evidence."
"The evil ones are powerful, and he is alone and weak. He cannot defeat them, so they will perish together."
"Have you seen the Sheng family massacre? Everyone is dead."
Some overly cold words came out slowly from Jiang Zhiyue's pretty lips, and the girl's beautiful face was tinged with sadness.
"He said that when he was unable to uncover the truth, he would kill everyone and drag them all into hell."
Sheng Huaian was stunned for a moment, opened his phone and searched for the latest news.
Unexpected big news in Landenberg - the Sheng family, one of the six great families, was brutally wiped out! The Lin brothers and sisters were both killed! The murderer turned out to be the eldest grandson of the Sheng family!
Explanation of the news headline: [After brutally killing everyone, the grandson who was once deeply loved by Mr. Sheng eventually died of his injuries.]
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