Rebirth: National Crown Prince

at this time--

"Bang!"

Leng Qi was punched to the ground by Chu Jun. Looking at Leng Qi lying on the ground, Chu Jun looked expressionless, and there was no trace of any emotion in his eyes.

Leng Qi was caught off guard at first and felt a little embarrassed. He subconsciously wiped the bloody corners of his mouth, and then looked at Chu Jun in front of him.

Seeing Chu Jun's cold face and a hint of hostility in his eyes, Leng Qi couldn't help but laugh at herself.

"He's dead!" Leng Qi blurted out these three words without any warning.

The next second.

"Bang!"

Leng Qi was punched again.

Leng Qi's face was hit and turned away, facing the photo on the tombstone. Looking at the photo, he said again: "Don't worry about him - he's dead!"

"It doesn't matter how many times you hit me, he is indeed dead!"

This sentence successfully made Chu Jun's fist freeze in mid-air, neither letting go nor letting go.

Looking at Chu Jun who was frozen in place, Leng Qi slowly supported his upper body with his arms and stood up.

"I know you don't believe it and you don't accept it, but this is the truth, the iron-clad fact. If possible, I hope it is false more than you." Leng Qi's lips curved into a smile, and the smile looked like Extremely sad.

"A person like him shouldn't end up like this. Although Mo Shang looks free and easy, he actually has a heavier sense of responsibility than anyone else..."

"Why doesn't God want to favor him..."

"Tell me, what was he thinking at the moment he fell..."

"A person like him must really want to live in the last moment..." Leng Qi's voice became softer and softer, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone, speaking softly.

It took Chu Jun a long time to put down his arm, but he was just frozen in place.

He didn't speak or do anything, he just stood quietly next to the tombstone.

Listening to Leng Qi's whisper in his ear, the corners of Chu Jun's eyes couldn't help but become slightly moist, and a bitter taste spread in his heart.

——"Boss Mo, what is the name of our team?"

——"Why are you asking me? Don't you know that I don't know a few big characters?"

——"You are the captain after all. Doesn't the team have a decent name?"

——"Oh! Forget it, let me let my mind wander for a while, and I will tell you when I think of it."

five minutes later.

——"It's just a name, does it take you so long to think about it?" someone teased.

——"I know what it's called!" Mo Shang clapped his hands happily.

"Just call it Xing Yao!"

"Xingyao? That sounds pretty good. Mo Laoshang, didn't you say you don't know a few big characters?"

Mo Shang glanced at the other party and said angrily: "I don't know a few big characters, but that doesn't mean I'm illiterate, okay?"

"Why did you think of this name?"

Mo Shang put his arm on Leng Qi's shoulder and said with a cheerful look: "Be confident, we are the team that wants to win the championship. All of us are indispensable. Everyone can become the winner." Dazzling stars..."

"Fuck! Mo Shang, are you too numb?" Some people couldn't help but get goosebumps all over their bodies.

Mo Shang: "Go away, be careful I'll beat you up!"

"Hahaha!" For a moment, everyone laughed.

…

Chu Jun slowly squatted down and gently touched the photo with his long white fingers. He saw that the fingertips were trembling slightly, just like his trembling heart.

It feels like those scenes from back then are still so close before my eyes, as if everything was just yesterday, as if the group of people they were with back then are still there...

but……

I really can’t go back to those days...

I can never go back in my life...

Those things can only survive in their minds in the form of memories.