After dressing as a female match, I counterattacked

Chapter 697 "Han Qingrang, we will say goodbye forever."

The moment the words were finished, Han Qingrang looked directly at the Yan Pheasant with eyes full of danger.

The pheasant's body tensed up——

He said these words to Teng Qingdu according to Zhiyun's account, and it was Zhiyun himself who insisted on describing himself as that kind of person.

"What I said is the truth you want to know. I know my current situation very well, and I don't need to lie to you. Of course, you really loved this woman, but she doesn't deserve your love, not worthy of it." Get your good."

Every sentence that Yanzhi said was a repetition of every sentence that Zhiyun said.

'Hiss, hiss, hiss...'

'Hiss, hiss...'

The voice that made his scalp numb continued, wandering around him.Yan Pheasant could hear his heart beating wildly like thunder, thin sweat dripped from his forehead, and the sweat fused together and slid down his temples...

God knows how tortured it is at a time like this.

dying...

Han Qingrang slowly stood up.

As he got up, the hissing sound became more and more dense throughout the room.

Yan Pheasant thought, doesn't he believe it?
What to do, what to do, is it going to go against Zhiyun's words and tell the truth.

Just as she was thinking anxiously, Han Qing let a calm voice come: "She really is like this."

Yan Pheasant: "Huh..."

Almost, almost burped.

Yan Zhi has decided that he will never interfere with Guan Teng Qing Du and Zhi Yun again. He must not join in as far as he goes, otherwise whoever dies will never know! ! !
As Han Qingrang's words fell, the hissing sound was slowly disappearing, and the thing on Yanzhi's body also disappeared without anyone noticing it.

"go out."

"Hey, hey." Yan Zhiwei promised, and then backed out in a hurry, afraid that if he was a step too late, he would be eaten by those snakes.

Outside the rhombic window, large swathes of roses are blooming, the stems poke in and become dry, the vines are entangled on the wall, and the floor-to-ceiling vases...

She loves him.

but!

She loves him more than one.

Those memories were not completely remembered, only some fragmentary memories floating in his mind, those were the pictures of him getting along with her.

He loves her humblely...

And she paid nothing for herself.

He is so proud, how can he love someone so humble to the dust.

He doesn't allow himself to do this, doesn't allow...

Slowly raising his hand, with the bracelet on his wrist, his eyes were dazed: "It's true...it's ironic."

All love and liking are fake.

She never loved him, half-hearted, unrestrained, her love is really great...

As for that child, she probably didn't want it, and if she aborted it, so be it.He can't keep what doesn't belong to him...

……

……

While Zhiyun was waiting for the proprietress to come to Simantu, he received a call from Yanzhi.

"Did he believe it?"

Zhiyun asked this question.

Yan Zhi had lingering fears in his heart, and quickly said: "I believe it."

"What? Did something go wrong?" Zhiyun said anxiously.

Yan Pheasant answered her: "I almost died, you know! Almost. You really killed me. Anyway, I won't care about your affairs anymore. If I care about me, I'll be a bastard."

"I'm sorry." Zhiyun apologized, and said sorry to Yanzhi sincerely, and said, "I don't want to hurt him like this, but I can't help it. You understand my situation roughly, and I really don't have time."

Yan Pheasant: "..."

No matter how much he complained, the Yan Pheasant swallowed it alive.

she's running out of time...

She really is out of time.

"He has already believed it. But I think that as long as you don't appear in front of him again, he probably won't go to you again." Yan Zhi answered her seriously, with a more serious tone.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, at least I can do something for you, but I respect your decision very much. Although those words that slander you are too much..."

"Okay," Zhiyun interrupted Yan Zhi, "Those are not important. I planned to go back to Xihua, but I don't need to come back now. I have already explained my funeral. Goodbye."

"Wait a minute, where are you now?" Yan Pheasant asked.

"I don't need to tell you this, and you don't need to ask again," Zhiyun said in a gentle voice, calm and powerful, "Yanzhi, I'm saying goodbye to you. From now on, I'll never see you again."

Yan Pheasant: "..."

The mood is indescribably uncomfortable. Yan Zhi has never met anyone who bid farewell in this way.

"He will be fine." She was the first to talk, and Zhiyun would talk about everyone, "You will be fine too."

Yanzhi hummed, and Zhiyun said, "Hang up, this number has been canceled, and I won't be able to get through after that."

What else did Yan Zhi want to say, "Wait...beep beep beep..."

A busy tone came from the handset.

Yan Zhi stared at Xiping's mobile phone with a dazed expression.

Really that's it, goodbye?

……

There are still six days.

Zhiyun stayed in Simantu for four days before waiting for the proprietress.

When the proprietress saw her, she had a look of disbelief, but the disbelief was short-lived, and finally turned into peace: "You are running out of time, and you got yourself pregnant. What do you think?"

Zhiyun smiled wryly: "Can I tell you that I have been pregnant for more than a month, and I just found out not long ago?"

In the past two days, she took good care of herself, because the child in her womb supported her and was her only belief.

The landlady's expression faltered, and she sat down immediately, fanning the fan with one hand, and stirring the coffee in front of her with the other: "It seems that he must be hiding this from you. He really wants this child."

Zhiyun hummed unobtrusively, and lowered his eyes.

"What do you think? Has the child's fate been decided yet?" The proprietress asked after taking a sip of coffee.

"I want to stay. I really want to. I plan to find a pregnant mother to surrogate the child in my womb, but the chance of success is not 100%. I am afraid that the child will not survive, so I am still hesitating."

Zhiyun truthfully confessed to the proprietress.

The proprietress raised her eyebrows and put down her coffee, "But you only have six days."

"I know I only have six days left, so I haven't thought about it yet. I don't want to give up that 50.00% chance, but I'm also afraid of the 50.00% chance that I will lose, but in me, I don't even have a chance."

In front of Zhiyun was a glass of warm water, she picked it up and took a sip.

At this time, the proprietress suddenly laughed, and let out a low-pitched laugh.

When she stirred the coffee with a spoon in her hand, there was a tinkling sound, accompanied by her laughter, which sounded a bit weird.

She did it on purpose.

Zhiyun looked at the proprietress, and frowned: "What's wrong?"

"I can help you."

Hearing this, Zhiyun was stunned for a moment, forgot to react, and stared blankly at the proprietress.

(End of this chapter)