Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum

Chapter 224: Sixteenth bowl of soup (22)

"Brother Leopard?"

Panther looked at her softly and took her hand. Qing Huan was stunned for a moment, looked down at the hands between the two, and then obediently led away by the black panther.

He took her to a very quiet place, no one else except each other, then he took her slender shoulders and said to her, "I am very grateful to you."

Without waiting for Qinghuan’s response, the corners of his mouth slowly twitched, looking very happy: "If I didn’t have you, I don’t know what it was like now. I am very lucky that I met you and gave me sustenance. Qinghuan , I like them, and I hope you can stay with me."

Qinghuan looked at him quietly, and after a few seconds he smiled softly: "I am a god."

"What does that matter?" Black Panther asked back. "Am I not good enough to make you willing to stay with me? If this is the case, please give me a chance, I will definitely show it to you and satisfy you." He stretched out his arms after speaking. To hug her, Qing Huan took a step back. So Black Panther immediately understood what Qinghuan meant, and there was more sadness in his deep eyes.

Who can not like this girl? Gentle and lovely, innocent and playful, always keep an optimistic attitude alive, bringing warmth and light to them. She is not just a woman he likes, but a mentor on his life path. If she didn't know her "god" identity, Black Panther would have confessed, but there was an insurmountable distance between them.

"I used to be very afraid of loneliness." Qing Huan did not directly refuse, but said something like this. "I always live alone, so I always hope to find someone to accompany myself, even if it is only a few decades. If it is before, I will stay and be with you. Of course, it is possible to be with you. Xiao Wen is together, after all, you two are such clean and sincere people. But now..." She sighed softly, and walked forward a few steps. "In the old world, I spent my whole life with many people, but I never loved them as a man and woman. I will never love anyone anymore, and now, I accept this fact calmly and no longer because If I am alone, I will find someone to accompany me. I will try my best to try to love someone again, but I'm sorry, Black Panther, this person is not you, nor Xiao Wen, nor anyone in this world."

Tears flickered in the panther's eyes.

She was always frank in front of him, frank and annoying, but she couldn't help but feel sorry for her. What kind of loneliness is it to have eternal life? "I dont want you to go."

He said in a hoarse voice, probably also expecting her to leave.

"Look!" Qing Huan suddenly increased his voice, fingers far away, and Panther subconsciously followed her hand and looked over, only to see a round of red sun rising slowly, magnificent and beautiful. "Your future is like this sun, never setting."

The Panther stepped forward and hugged Qinghuan into his arms, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Have you ever loved someone?"

It was a long, long time before the Black Panther heard Qing Huan's distant voice that seemed to come from the sky: "Yes."

"Did that person not cherish you?"

"No, he cherished it." Qing Huan smiled lightly, and stretched out his hand to wrap around Panther's waist. "It's just after my death. Hatred and self-esteem blinded his eyes. He loves me very much, but it doesn't prove that he is not a bastard."

"I really envy him."

"There is nothing to envy. I used to be different from the current me. Even if you see me, you won't recognize me." Qing Huan smiled, tiptoed and kissed the black panther on the cheek, and then pushed him away. . "I have seen your future." Beautiful and hopeful, after Panthers and Xiao Wen join forces, humans in this world will evolve completely and successfully get on track, the zombie virus will be relieved, and Yu Hang will become The premier powerhouse, team z will stand side by side with team a. As long as this world still exists and the beautiful mind of mankind still exists, it will never die. Even if there are still so many people who have a sad past and many unspeakable secrets, they will live strong anyway.

And she doesn't belong here, and she has no chance to see so far in the future.

"Remember to say goodbye to Sister Xu Ying and Xiao Wen." Qing Huan smiled faintly, waved his hand, Panther turned around, and he had the courage to look over until the soft voice behind him disappeared, the girl there. Is gone.

He clenched his fists, his eyes flushed, but he didn't cry.

Qing Huan, who returned to Naihe Bridge, was pacing slowly. She could imagine how disappointed Xiao Wen would be after she left, and the old head Xiao, who knew that her "grand-daughter-in-law" was actually not the case at all. Will you be very unhappy? However, before she left, she had already transferred all the materials in her space to Xu Ying, and when she saw the extra things, she should know that she had disappeared.

You see, no matter how beautiful these worlds are, no matter how beautiful people there are, she also knows that she shouldn't stay longer.

She has her own track and shouldn't stay with others just because of her loneliness. It is an unfairness in itself to get the ardent love of others but not to be able to repay it.

But now, she has the courage and faith to love someone again.

She definitely can.

After the female ghost Yu Yi came out of Liwangtai, she burst into tears. Qing Huan didn't find out what kind of world she saw, but judging from her performance, she should be very satisfied. If it is described in popular terms, it is five-star praise plus follow-up reviews. Qing Huan held her face and slowly held the soup to the female ghost Yu Yi. Seeing her crying and hiccuping while drinking the soup, she turned around obediently and left.

Qing Huan looked at the blood-red flowers from the other side of the bridge. In this life, she did not choose any man to accompany her, and the flowers here remained unchanged. She also understands now that whenever she spends her life with one person, the other shore flowers here will be redder and more red, but if she doesn't, then they won't change.

Qing Huan bent down and gently held up a bright flower, watching its beauty and loneliness swaying in the wind, and whispered: "Who are you incarnate?"

There was a faint answer in her heart, but she didn't say it.

At this moment, she heard a voice that hadn't been heard for a long time: "Master!"

When Qing Huan turned her head, a fat baby jumped over and hugged her thigh, with a pitiful little face looking up, and looking at the aggrieved little eyes, it seemed that she was really wronged. No, as soon as Qing Huan touched his head lovingly, he began to cry, rubbing his eyes while crying, and kept repeating three words: "Too miserable, too miserable...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu) It's too awful……"

"Have you finished reading the story?" Qing Huan hugged Mo Ze, feeling that this little thing seemed a little lighter. Now think about it, she is not eternally lonely, at least there are many "people" with her. But I have nothing to rely on, and sooner or later I find sustenance. "Why cry so much."

Mo Ze choked, two fat, lotus-like arms wrapped around Qinghuan’s arm. In fact, he has been in the system for a few years. After he was given the name Qinghuan to the entity, he became more and more like a child, crying and laughing. It is very simple. "Woo...Master, I regret it, I shouldn't have gone, 嘤嘤嘤..."

Qinghuan touched his head: "Take a rest first. I don't want to hear this story now. You can tell it to me when you calm down."

Mo Ze nodded, snuggled into her arms and refused to leave, holding Qinghuan's neck in both hands, and refused to let go. Qing Huan was also helpless. Seeing him like this, I really broke my heart when I thought about it, and I don't know what happened. She could count it, but that would be bad for Mo Ze. It was a task given by himself, so let's wait for him to calm down.

Qinghuan likes to listen to stories. Sometimes she feels like a certain writer in a certain world. She builds a small room and entertains passers-by with tea and snacks. There is no charge, but they only ask them to tell some strange stories. Listen to yourself. It seems that if you listen a lot, you can be in it, and you can feel the stories of others yourself.

Mo Ze cried for a while, feeling that something was wrong with the master, which was different from the memory in the past. He opened his misty eyes and looked carefully, and then found that the master seemed to be more open-minded and open-minded. She didn't know that she had been away for so long. What has gone through. Thinking that he had missed his master for so long, Mo Ze became more saddened. Together with the world he was in, he began to cry wildly.

Originally Qing Huan's clothes would not be dirty, but Mo Ze cried until she felt a weird feeling, as if the clothes were all crying. She sighed and touched Mo Ze's head: "Don't you want to listen to me?"

"Think, think." He sniffed.

Qing Huan smiled: "You." Although teasing her mouth, the hand touching Mo Ze's head is still very gentle. Mo Ze gradually narrowed his eyes comfortably under the caress of this spring breeze, and Qing Huan told him softly, many of which she had never said before. For example, every time she descends into the world, she is random, because she thinks this is more interesting, and she said that she only discovered that when she came, it turned out that the best wish to fulfill the ghost is not to use power that does not belong to the ghost world. I can do it better. I also said that for the first time in the previous human world, I rejected the two men who liked her very much. Finally, I told Mo Ze that I wanted to fall in love again, and then feel it, in addition to nature, heaven, and earth. In addition to family friendship and touching, the feeling of heart beating for love.

Mo Ze was stunned when he heard it, and then he realized that his master wanted to truly enter the world.

It seems that every time I get close to her, I can understand a little more, and at the same time, sighing in awe, she is a little more detached.

This is a joy that will never stop.