[Quick Travel] The villain is a coquettish

Looking at Wen Ling's pale cheeks and eyes that had completely dimmed, Qiao Tingyue felt an overwhelming pain in her chest.

She should give him a hand. How can she save him?

Qiao Tingyue didn't get an answer, and there was a sudden voice at the door.

"Really, just grateful to me?"

Wen Ling and Qiao Tingyue looked up when they heard the sound, and saw Song Lu, dressed in exquisite and decent clothes, leaning against the door frame and staring at Wen Ling.

There was dead silence in those originally obscure eyes, except that when he looked at Wen Ling, the waves were still turbulent.

He moved his body suddenly, and strode up to Wen Ling: "Since you are so grateful to me, why don't you repay your favor."

Wen Ling's chin was raised, the smell of blood in his throat became more intense, and even his breathing began to be blocked.

"Okay... ah." Wen Ling raised his face with a smile, and responded with difficulty.

Song Lu didn't say anything, just picked up Wen Ling, turned around and went downstairs.

When passing by Qiao Tingyue, she didn't even feel Song Lu's gaze.

Not right, so wrong.

According to her investigation of the male protagonist of this plane, if Wen Ling said that, he would definitely go crazy with jealousy.

It was too unharmonious, like a huge storm that was about to brew under the calm sea.

A bad premonition ran straight down the spine to Tianling Gai, Qiao Tingyue hurried to the balcony.

Song Lu had already got into the car with Wen Ling in his arms, and drove away.

"broken!"

............

Wen Ling was unusually quiet from the beginning to the end, he huddled in the co-pilot, his eyes were closed and his face was pale, as if he had fallen asleep.

The field of vision is a bit blurred.

Where will Mr. Xiao take him?have no idea...

It doesn't matter anymore, as long as you can be with him, everything is fine.

Song Lu took him all the way to an abandoned villa.

It's not so much abandoned as it is in ruins.

Getting out of the car with Wen Ling in his arms, Song Lu looked at the ruins in front of him, and said in a calm voice: "At the beginning, she chose elder brother and gave up on me. My soul died here completely. Since you gave me a new The road is crushed again, and it is time to leave with me."

Gasoline was drenched around the house, Song Lu took out a lighter and lit it, then threw it on the ground.

The fire ignited instantly, enveloping the ruins and the two of them.

"Let's die together." Song Lu hugged Wen Ling tightly, and kissed his forehead.

With tears in Wen Ling's eyes, he gently wrapped his arms around his neck: "Okay."

The world may collapse because of his destruction, but it will not only lack them.

If you can't grow old together in life, you will sleep in a coffin after death.

【Lingling!I found the grandson!Just handed it over to the Lord God for him to deal with. 】

[Wo Cao, why are you still dying for love?Silly!To be alive is to be happy, and dying for love is not romantic at all!Since you want hot and sincere love, then live well! 】

Wen Ling watched the fire come gradually, and blinked tiredly.

It's too late...

In a daze, Wen Ling seemed to hear the siren and Qiao Tingyue's 'Idiot. '

............

The soul did not leave the body, and Wen Ling slept for a long time, as if a fire had ignited in his throat, scorching hot and stinging.

But his consciousness became more and more clear, and even the feeling of stagnation in his chest gradually decreased.

When Wen Ling woke up, the glaring white light outside the window made him squint his eyes.

The field of vision is unprecedentedly clear, and even the five senses have become more sensitive.

The beeping sound from the monitor made his mind gradually clear. He struggled to get up, but found that his body was limp and without any strength.

"You have inhaled a lot of poisonous smoke from harmful substances, so don't move around." The little nurse pressed his body as he was about to sit up, and said.

Wen Ling wanted to tear off the oxygen mask and opened his mouth, but his throat was so hoarse that he couldn't make a sound.

The little nurse seemed to understand his intention, so she explained patiently.

"Someone called the police that day. The boy who was with you was more serious than you. When you were saving people, you were held in his arms. He had burns on his body."

Wen Ling's pupils vibrated, and he wanted to get up like crazy, opened his mouth, and made a hoarse and unpleasant sound, and it didn't take long for his throat to be filled with the smell of blood.

"Don't get excited! The patient's life is not in danger, it's just a little more serious than your injury. You were choked by the thick smoke. Your throat should have had problems before. Now it may be a relapse of the old injury. It will take a while to recover." recover."

Hearing this, Wen Ling's heart finally dropped a little.

Looking at the figure at the door, Wen Ling was not surprised.

Qiao Tingyue looked at Wen Ling's palm-sized face with the breathing mask on, and sighed with distress: "I'm sorry, I couldn't help you, but I let you take this step."

Wen Ling shook her head, and slowly wrote in the palm of her hand: [You have helped me a lot, if it wasn't for you, maybe I wouldn't be able to hold on any longer.Thank you for calling the police for me, and thank you for giving me the courage to resist. 】

Qiao Tingyue narrowed her eyes, then stroked Wen Ling's head, her tone was extremely gentle: "Don't thank me, I came to this world just to help you."

In a daze, Wen Ling seemed to see an extremely familiar shadow from her.

He moved his lips, tears welled up in his eyes.

so familiar...

In his neglected and crushed childhood, the few precious memories come from only one person.

With his lips opening and closing, Wen Ling silently uttered two words.

After Qiao Tingyue looked at it, the light in his eyes became more gentle: "I'm proud of you."

"After I passed away, there was a great regret in my heart that could not be filled, so I was selected by the system and became a raider in these countless planes. Even though I have experienced countless planes, I can never forget that in my last The world in which I was born, I have a child, a child who is truly in my blood. He has never been loved by me, and he has been bullied and neglected even in that world."

"So I couldn't accept that I would have other children to replace my love for you. So I changed my shape and started trying to be the boy I was when I was born out of marriage and gave birth to you. In such a world Under the polishing of the plane, I am no longer the original me, but I have never forgotten you."

"The day I heard the news of your death, I couldn't believe it. My child was so young, in the best grade, that his life was ruined because of some dirty and trivial petty gains. I thought about avenging you , but that will only harm you. Later I learned that you were selected by the system, and until now, I can see you grow with my heart."

Qiao Tingyue carefully looked at Wen Ling's facial features: "As expected of my child, you have never let me down."

At that moment, Wen Ling broke down in tears.

It turned out that the warmth he missed never disappeared, and her mother also became a time traveler, traveling around in various worlds in order to make up for all the regrets she had during her lifetime.

However, after experiencing countless worlds, she may not be the original her long ago, but she is still exactly the same as she remembers.

Warm, confident and full of strength.

"We will have a lot of things we want to pursue in this life. The more we have, the more we will lose. The price will always be the same. Therefore, instead of being afraid of having beauty, it is better to face loss calmly. At least gorgeous and hot We will spend our entire lives remembering every moment, won't we?" Qiao Tingyue's eyes shone with fragments of light, sparkling and moving.

Wen Ling suddenly felt relieved.

Yes, instead of fearing that the beauty will dissipate and not daring to have it, why not let it go and fight for it with all your strength?

That original world is not worth her nostalgia, and she is the biggest regret she has left, that's why she has the current Qiao Tingyue.

She has accomplished herself, and she has also hindered her, so they can meet in this world.

Qiao Tingyue gently hugged Wen Ling, coaxing him like she did when she was a child.

"Isn't it the best proof that we can meet here? Even if we are separated soon, it is enough to let you know that I will always be proud of you and will never forget you, right?"

Wen Ling nodded, wiped away his tears, and wrote on Qiao Tingyue's palm: [When are you leaving? 】

"When you can really close the curtain here, I should leave."

............

Song Lu woke up at night. He sat up, pulled out the needle tube and the instruments on his body indifferently, and wanted to turn over and get out of bed.

The burning pain in his legs made him frown slightly.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Song Lu skillfully pushed the wheelchair to Wen Ling's ward.

In Wen Ling's ward, Qiao Tingyue was talking to Wen Ling. When she looked at Wen Ling, there was a smile and love in her eyes.

But that love is different from myself.

Tolerance, compassion...and the joy of reuniting after a long absence.

This is not looking at his lover, Song Lu is very clear.

Sensing someone at the door, Qiao Tingyue looked sideways.

After seeing Song Lu, Wen Ling anxiously wanted to get out of bed, but was held down by Qiao Tingyue.

"Lie down well, you'll catch a cold in a while. Your current body can't stand the toss."

She walked in front of Song Lu, her beautiful face still had a lively smile, but when she looked at Song Lu, she really appreciated it.

"Xiaoling will leave it to you in the future. If you take care of him, I'm very relieved."

It was rare for Song Lu not to ignore her words, but nodded, "I see."

Pushing the wheelchair in, Wen Ling danced anxiously, but couldn't speak.

Song Lu just looked at him steadily.

It seems that everything is back to the original point, but they all know that everything is different.

He will not repeat the same mistakes, and even if there are new and difficult problems, he has the courage to contend with them.

"Are you still running? Little liar."

Wen Ling wiped away tears with a smile, forced himself up, held Song Lu's face and kissed it gently.

It's not a liar anymore, it's Wen Ling who will be with Mr. Xiao forever.