School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 463 Young Master He Has Amnesia
"009, you, why are you so stupid, woo woo woo..."

Seeing his dying state, Mo Qiyue cried out in grief, she didn't have time to sort out her emotions, all she knew was that her heart was very painful.

"Master, young master, he...he lost his memory, don't...blame... him."

"Pfft..." Holding on to his last strength, 009 told her the truth. He knew that he had been in love with him until Qiyue. He really couldn't bear to see them go on like this.

Most Qiyue was shocked, and saw that 009's body was limp and about to fall, she hurriedly supported him, crying and shouting: "009, woo...it's all my fault, you have to hold on, I... You go to the hospital!"

She really didn't expect that the robot 009, who had always hated before, would sacrifice his life for her at a critical moment. Her heart really hurt and she really regretted it.

"...Master...the family's...food...have a good...eat."

009 finally spoke, a warm arc overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his memory began to blur.

The picture played in her mind, she forced him to eat, not letting him stand, at her house, she made him a big pot of white rice, as if she was afraid that he would be hungry, she kept adding vegetables to his pot , urging him to eat.

That feeling... so good!
It is the ordinary happiness that he desires in his heart, and it is also the life that he cannot extravagantly dream of. From birth, his destiny was doomed, to be a wanderer all his life...

Thanks, in his lifetime, he can taste the taste of happiness and warmth.

Thinking about it, he had no regrets and closed his eyes heavily.

"Woooooo... 009... woooooo...."

Most Qiyue cried heart-rendingly, tears kept falling on him, and kept crying.

Heart torn like pain.

"009, wake up, okay? Open your eyes and look at me, okay? Woooooo... It's all my fault, I will only cause trouble, I will only cause trouble..."

Most Qiyue's emotions began to collapse, she kept crying and blaming herself.

It seems that she is really useless, she will not do anything except shed tears, or shed tears!

After crying for an unknown amount of time, she gently put down 009, stood up numbly, and walked silently towards the night step by step, with an air of stepping in hell, cold and desperate...but not afraid at all.

Standing in front of Ye Wusheng, her eyes were full of vicissitudes, and the blood all over her body was extremely cold.

Stretching out her hand, she stroked the black pistol in his hand facing her, and murmured: "What a delicate gun, how many lives have you taken with it?"

Ye Wusheng was stunned, and memories flooded into her mind. In the slaughterhouse, she desperately asked Ye Zun to rescue him.

I thought she had some kind of conspiracy at first, but I didn't know until later that she just wanted to save him.

"Not many, you are the hundredth!"

"Heh..." Listening to his tone without warmth, even with pride in it, Qiyue sneered.

"One hundred, indiscriminate, killing innocent people indiscriminately, earning such a commission, do you feel at ease?"

Ye Wusheng was stunned, and laughed aloud: "It's ridiculous, I'm a devil, I don't have so many great ideas!"

"it is good!"

Hoarse, she lowered her hands and closed her eyes: "Shoot here, and your hundredth dream will come true."

Most Qiyue pointed at the heart, her heart felt ashamed, it didn't matter anymore, he was so strong, even if she wanted to escape, she was still struggling needlessly.

Silently, Ye pressed the button, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a bloodthirsty arc.

"Let go of her!"

Just as Ye Wusheng was about to shoot, a cold gun was pressed against the back of his head.

(End of this chapter)