The God of Destruction

Because, if you want to join the Guardian League, the premise is that English must pass, so although he does not like this course very much, it also forces himself to study hard.

During the class, it was the hardest for some people, such as Pan Chen ’s two roommates Liu Teng and Ace. They really wanted to finish the class quickly so that they could go back to sleep.

However, for some people who love learning, learning is quite fast, just like Pan Chen today.

Pan Chen's attitude towards learning cultural knowledge is general, focusing on physical exercise.

Today's Pan Chen, his soul has been replaced by Pan Chen, he likes to study very much.

Because, for the knowledge of modern culture, he feels very novel and practical.

Unconsciously, one morning passed.

After class, Pan Chen and Fan Huadong walked side by side to the cafeteria.

After eating, when I returned to the dormitory, I saw Liu and Wang sleeping in bed.

It seems that these two people are really tired.

It was not easy to see the two of them. In order not to affect them, Pan Chen whispered: "Boss Fan, can you tell me what is good news now?"

Fan Huadong replied: "Xiao Ming, your strength is stronger than mine, why don't I call you the boss? I will be your brother, how about you taking care of me later?"

Pan Chen was taken aback, and said, "This is not good, isn't it? I called you Boss Fan almost a semester, and I'm used to it. It's awkward to change my mouth suddenly, so forget about it! Anyway, I think, your I ’m stronger than me, and my boss ’s style is better than mine. So, you ’re still the boss. As for the issues I care about, I can help you, of course I wo n’t stand by. ”

"Is that true?" Fan Huadong thought for a while and said, "Okay."

Pan Chen smiled slightly and said, "Fan, don't be too far away from the topic, let's get back to the topic and tell me what good news it is."

Fan Huadong said: "The good news is that after reading the news report about our car accident, the Baodi people called my sister and said this was the first collision of the Xilong. The car was destroyed like this, but the car The people in it have nothing to do with it, which shows that the safety performance of this car is leveraged and can be used to vigorously promote it. "So, the people at Bowdy wanted to invite us to have a special with them on this Saturday this week Interview. "

Pan Chen smiled and said, "Is this alright?"

Fan Huadong said: "How are you?" Of course there are. Otherwise, how can it be good news. "

Pan Chen said: "So, what are the benefits?"

Fan Huadong said: "The advantage lies here." Each person gave us 10,000 US dollars as a reward. What do you think? Do you think you can accept the job? "

"Ten thousand dollars?" Pan Chen was surprised, and then said happily: "This money is too easy to make." Take it. You must accept this job. "

He was worried about how to get money to buy an electric car. He couldn't believe someone offered to send this opportunity in front of him. He accepted all the gifts.

Huang Ling'er's face suddenly became excited and frightened. When she stumbled back, she shook her head in despair, with tears in her eyes, begging.

"I may not be with you, I will not disturb you, but please do not delete my memory, I love you, this is the wealth in my life! Why are you so cruel? Don't leave me a little thought! You are so tough."

"Qing'er, this is for your own good. The scars in your heart have been repaired and you will have a new life."

Pan Chen stepped forward and gently grabbed Huang Ling'er's wrist, his eyes sighed, tender and affectionate.

"Forget me, then fall in love bravely, form a family, have a few children, and live a happy life."

"Please, don't do this!"

"I love you, please don't let me forget you!"

"You don't belong to me, but at least this memory belongs to me. What are your qualifications to delete it?"

Huang Ling'er was crying and struggling. His pink fist hit Pan Chen's chest casually and weakly.

auzw.com "You are too cruel"

"No, you bitch! I hate you!"

Tears, like rain, fall on the lawn, like morning dew, crystal.

"Nostalgia, sorry, forgive me"

Pan Chen held her in her arms.

After thousands of years, spanning hundreds of millions of light years, with her, for the first time, will be the last hug.

Then Pan Chen sprained his finger.

Click in her ear! A finger struck the ground.

Click!

For a time, Huang Ling'er was filled with reluctant, wronged, and resentful eyes, with dim light, and countless pictures in the pupils receding and dissipating in the smoke.

Finally, her fragile body suddenly stiffened and no longer struggled, like a clever kitten curled up in his arms, lethargic.

Early in the morning on campus, quiet.

Bright yellow road lanterns cover men and women, and let their hair reflect white light, almost like a moment of white hair.

Pan Chen suddenly felt the heat on his face and raised his hand to touch it. I don't know when he has burst into tears.

"Professor Pan, are you energetic?" Huang Zhihui quickly came with a flashlight.

"coming!"

Pan Chen greeted him, hugged Huang in his arms, and then made a silent gesture.

Pan Chen said a few words in his ear and patted his shoulder.

Huang Zhihui looked surprised, sighed deeply, and nodded.

Pan Chen pointed her finger at Huang Ling'er's ear. She woke up quickly and looked at Pan Chen in confusion.

Pan Chen smiled and turned away.

Huang Zhihui squeezed a stiff smile and spoiled in the tunnel. "Elf, we are home!"

"Dad, I'm hungry. Do you have anything to eat at home?"

Huang Ling'er, a group of innocent people, like a cheerful skylark, jumped towards the courtyard of the house.

"Cook yam rib soup at home, you wild girl, go out for a day, I don't know how to go home to eat!"

Huang Zhihui patted the dust on his daughter and blamed him.

"Oh, my favorite yam soup!"

Huang Linger happily took her father to kiss, but something seemed to be involved in her heart, and she couldn't help looking at the strange man under the street lamp.

"What are you looking at? I almost hit a tree!" Huang Zhihui patted her daughter's head and blamed the tunnel.

"Nothing, I was just thinking."

Huang Linger stopped, turned her head, and looked at the back.

I saw a bright yellow light sprinkling on the street lamp, covering a man walking alone, almost like a white head. ..