LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

"Jiaojiao, you won't leave me, right?"

He hugged the person in his arms tightly, as if he was afraid that she would disappear.

Zhongqing stretched out her hand to hug him, and the two people's body temperatures mingled together, which actually made people feel that the two people should be one and the same.

"We will always be together," she said softly.

Feng Rui hugged her and fell into sleep with the peace of mind that his wishes were fulfilled and his worries were put aside.

But no one can say for sure about the future.

It was a nice day.

Feng Rui was filming, and Zhong Qing said in advance that he would come to visit.

The people who worked with Feng Rui this time were all old people in some circles. Looking at Feng Rui's appearance, they all smiled and said, "Is your wife coming to visit the class again?"

Feng Rui didn't hide it and nodded openly.

Those male stars were stimulated by his unreserved and affectionate smile. He started to sigh, showing a bit of the decadence of a single person.

In fact, it is not uncommon for male stars in the entertainment industry to be single in their forties.

Many people even advocate celibacy.

But every time they face Feng Rui and Lin Jiaojiao, a model couple, everyone can't help but feel a little envious.

The shooting is over.

Feng Rui had just changed his clothes when he received a call from Zhong Qing.

He said hello to the crew and saw someone walking in at the door.

Zhong Qing is nearly forty years old. Unlike other actresses, she tries her best to look young, and most of the clothes she chooses are dignified and exquisite.

But time is really kind. At first glance, a woman in her forties seems no different from her twenties. On the contrary, she has become more refined.

Feng Rui raised a smile on his face and walked towards Zhong Qing.

Then, the earth shook.

His vision began to become messy, and he only saw that the ceiling began to collapse and huge rocks collapsed.

After that, I didn’t know anything anymore.

…

Zhong Qing returned to that pure white space.

If she appears in this place, there is no need to say more about the consequences for Lin Jiaojiao in that world.

"Feng Rui... where is he?" Zhong Qing asked.

The system replied: "Feng Rui was sent to the intensive care unit and rescued. After being in a coma for half a month, he regained consciousness and learned about... your death."

Zhong Qing's eyes trembled: "Then?"

The system's voice seemed to have become deeper: "Then Feng Rui received the news of his wife's death, and his physical condition deteriorated sharply... and he couldn't hold on."

Zhongqing closes her eyes.

"I see."

The system asked considerately: "Do you need to rest for a while?"

Zhongqing shook his head: "Let's go to the next world."

The system's white light flashed, and just as he was about to say something, Zhong Qing suddenly said: "Wait!"

She looked at the system and suddenly said: "How long do I have to do this kind of task?"

This was not the first time she asked this question, but this time she asked it out loud, which was very different from her previous mood.

The system was quiet for a moment, as if it was thinking, and then answered her: "I can't give a specific number on this."

Zhongqing was obviously disappointed.

But she didn't say anything, just waved her hand: "Let's go to the next century."

"Good host."

"Start transmission...wait! Host, you haven't cleared your memory yet!"

The system suddenly remembered, but in a flash of white light, Zhong Qing's figure had disappeared into the space.

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The next plane, the end of the world. emmmmm It's probably a story about plants versus zombies.

See you tonight~