Rebirth of Invincibility

Han Ruoqi turned around and saw Yan Ling standing at the door. Han Ruoqi smiled lightly and looked up at Zheng Moxie: "Your little lover is standing at the door, dear!"

Zheng Moxie's heart suddenly tightened. He put down the hand holding Han Ruoqi and looked at Yan Ling stiffly: "You are back..."

Yan Ling nodded and walked towards Zheng Moxie, but his voice was trembling: "Well, I'm after school." He then turned his attention to Han Ruoqi, but quickly looked away, and walked upstairs with a wry smile: "Then...

....I’m going to do my homework first.”

Han Ruoqi raised her eyebrows and smiled coquettishly. The wounds on her face that had not yet healed actually had a charming smell. The perfect combination of her fair skin and the bloodstains brought a special visual impact.

Seeing Han Ruoqi's expression, Zheng Moxie put his hands on both sides of his legs a little helplessly, and then walked up to Yan Ling as if he suddenly made up his mind: "...I'm sorry, I miss our relationship.

It may end early.”

Yan Ling did not speak immediately, but still looked at Han Ruoqi. The boy was still as noble and elegant as when he first met him, like a fallen angel. Even though he was stuck in the mire, he was still as white as ever.

Yan Ling smiled bitterly. Yes, he was a substitute and should have left long ago, but thinking of the sweetness of these few days, he couldn't move...

He was like Cinderella who was told that it was twelve o'clock. She knew she couldn't miss it but had no choice. Maybe this luxurious happiness did not belong to her.

---------------There are too many Cinderellas in the world, and there are obviously not enough princes.

"Yes, I know." Yan Ling answered after a long while, but his steps were a little slow. He took one last look at the room, and then stepped out step by step.

As if the air was still, apart from Yan Ling slowly moving backward, Han Ruoqi and Zheng Moxie remained motionless. However, at this moment, Han Ruoqi spoke: "Zheng Moxie, I want to talk to this child alone.

one time..."

Zheng Moxie rubbed Han Ruoqi's hair lovingly, and then looked at Yan Ling, but the fascination and tenderness of the past were gone from his face: "You come in first."

Yan Ling obviously didn't know why Han Ruoqi made this request. He glanced at him doubtfully, then walked to him with his head lowered. Han Ruoqi saw Zheng Moxie walk to the door and close it before slowly standing up: "

Lift your head up, I won’t eat you.”

Yan Ling raised his head cautiously, but his expression was already pitiful: "I promise I will not come back, disturb you, ruin your life, disturb your family, I won't..."

Han Ruoqi's mouth twitched twice to interrupt him: "...That's not what I meant. I just want to ask, if...if I won't come, or I will wait for a while

If you will leave, will you...will you stay with Zheng Moxie?"

"I..." Yan Ling bit his lip, but was speechless.

Han Ruoqi sighed: "So, do you like Zheng Moxie?"

Yan Ling was startled suddenly, and then looked into Han Ruoqi's eyes. However, Han Ruoqi was very calm and even calm, which was a calmness that Yan Ling did not have.

Seeing his scared look, Han Ruoqi smiled gently: "It doesn't matter, I just hope... if one day, I leave, you can stay with him for me."

"Leave?" Yan Ling suddenly raised his head, his hair trembling slightly: "Do you still want to leave him? Continue to be with that woman?"

Han Ruoqi smiled and lowered her eyes slightly: "She is no longer here."

Yan Ling looked down at his side face, which was as white as porcelain and without a trace of warmth as when he first saw it, but felt inexplicably sad: "...Where have you gone?"

"It's over." Han Ruoqi's face was expressionless, but it was undeniable that she felt heartbroken at that moment.

Yan Ling was also startled for a moment, and then looked at the young man in front of him again. His eyes were no longer as clear as before, but instead carried too much, too much pain...

It's like being suffocated under water, unable to breathe for a long time, no one can bear it

His lips slowly opened, and Yan Ling spat out a sentence without any warmth: "Is this what you want to say?"

Han Ruoqi nodded, but was puzzled by the child's sudden change in attitude.

Yan Ling sneered: "You and Zheng Moxie are both so selfish. He wants me to replace you, but you think so too... This is the love between the two of you, and what about me?"

With her hair trembling a little, Han Ruoqi raised her head and looked at Yan Ling, but Yan Ling still had a sneer on his lips, then turned around and rushed out of the door.

Helplessly spreading his hands, Han Ruoqi sat back on the sofa and fell into deep thought.

His mind was full of blanks. He didn't know what he should do or what he could do. He could only wait for time to pass by and then lose everything he had.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly someone hugged his body from behind. Han Ruoqi raised her head but did not struggle. Instead, she put her head in Zheng Moxie's arms: "...Xie, I want to be with you."

"Together" never separate....

Zheng Moxie rubbed his hair, then sat next to him: "Fool, we are together now" and will never be separated...

I hope so......

After reciting four words silently in his heart, Han Ruoqi raised a smile and then slowly said: "I'm tired and want to take a nap."

Zheng Moxie kissed the side of his face, then carried him to the bed: "Sweet dreams."

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I don't know if it was because she hadn't had a good rest for a while, but Han Ruoqi fell into a deep sleep and had a very long dream.

The world in front of him turned dark in an instant, and he could feel nothing except the sound of hurried footsteps. Han Ruoqi looked back in horror, and saw a pair of hands floating toward her.

Almost his whole body trembled, and he ran away after realizing it.

However, at this moment, the hands actually restrained Han Ruoqi's body. His body instantly became cold, and it was even difficult to breathe.

He didn't know how long he struggled, but Han Ruoqi turned around and saw that the scene behind him had changed. It was no longer the darkness, but a beautiful garden. At the other end of the garden, there were layers of clouds and mist. He looked at it.

It was unclear, but he felt it was beautiful. The hands wrapped around his body turned into green vines. He struggled a few times, but he felt it was getting tighter and tighter, and his body was about to be torn apart.