Everyone has an unbearable past. This kind of unbearable situation may be the first time I came to Guishui and went on a swagger without knowing it, or it may be the tragic way of grabbing a bite of food and biting off a few bites of hair from a vicious dog, or it may be the fact that I have to sell something very important to me in order to survive...

For Zhan Cangkong, there are only two of his worst pasts.

First, he believed his adoptive father's words and looked forward to Yang Diao Diao as his fiancée. Second, he was beaten by a masked little boy who looked weak.

That's right, these two unbearable past events are all related to Gong Yang Diao Diao. At this moment, he realized that it was also related to the bald head who was half dead in bed.

Ha! He never expected that the bald man was the little masturbation sperm who once beat him up!

Life is really like no meeting everywhere.

Zhan Cangqiong sat on the bed and reached out to press Yu Qianqiong's wound.

Tang Jiaren grabbed Zhan Cangqiong's hand and asked cautiously: "What are you doing?"

Zhan Cangqiong replied, "What are you nervous? I just want him to wake up and remember the past well."

Tang Jiaren raised her eyebrows and said, "Post someone's wound and let people wake up?"

Zhan Cangqiong smiled and said, "You haven't done this before."

Tang Jiaren was speechless, threw away Zhan Cangqiong's hand and said seriously: "You can't move him. He is weak." Then she smiled mysteriously and asked, "You were really beaten by him when you were a child? Tsk tsk... It doesn't look like you. Look at you, how tall and powerful, why was he stepped on by him?"

Zhan Cangkong blushed rarely and corrected: "It's not that I stepped on my feet, but just kicked a few times. I was too young at that time and didn't want to be a slim bamboo pole. Forget it, don't mention the past. I'm not the kind of petty person."

Tang Jiaren nodded and said, "Okay. I won't mention it." She turned her head and burst into laughter.

Zhan Cangqiong said shamelessly: "Hey, I won't mention it anymore. What are you doing?"

Tang Jiaren looked at Zhan Cangqiong, spread her hands and said, "I didn't mention anything. I just smiled."

Zhan Cangqiong reached out to catch Tang Jiaren, and Gong Yang Diao Diao said coldly: "If I die, will you still play like this?"

Tang Jiaren's neck shrank, and she felt like she was hit by a icy.

Zhan Cangqiong narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Diao Diao, saying, "I don't know what will happen after you die. Why not, you can die one of you first and show me."

Gong Yang Diao Diao said: "You should be the first person who is strong outside and fights with the sky, but you lose your internal strength but still be so arrogant."

Zhan Cangkong said: "The miracle doctor has really a golden eye. It can be seen that I have lost my internal strength. The miracle doctor's eyes are so powerful. I wonder which one has he retreated to in the heart of a beautiful woman?"

Tang Jiaren felt bad intuition and immediately spoke, "Don't make noise! ​​There are patients on the bed and guards outside the hospital. I don't know where there are two ears hidden. There are many ways to seek death. Can we not stab our own people?"

Zhan Cangqiong and Yang Diao Diao said in unison: "Who is our own person?"

Tang Jiaren had a strong desire to survive, and her wit was also extremely powerful. She immediately pointed to her nose with her finger and said, "Now, who is united with me is her own person." She glanced at Yang Diao Diao and Zhan Cangqiong, "What, are you and I not our own people?"

Zhan Cangkong smiled and said, "I was speechless. However, I think someone doesn't want to be his own person with me."

Gong Yang Diao Diao snorted coldly and said, "How many lives do I have to kill with you to become my own people?"

Tang Jiaren looked down at Yu Qianqiong and said to her: You are also a bad thing, but you are a worry-free bad thing. Wake up quickly and stop sleeping. If you really have the so-called spiritual connection, you should wake up now and settle the predicament in front of me. Yes, atone for your sins!

There are always wonderful things in the world, as if to make people believe that the gods and immortals in the sky have spirits.

Yu Qianqiong's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the three people surrounding his bed. Perhaps because he had hope, he saw Jiaren Tang at a glance. His eyes were intertwined, and a smile appeared in his eyes. Although it was not obvious, it was like the first spring flower blooming.

The second glance saw Gong Yang Diao Diao. The smile in his eyes was like glass, which was instantly shattered, faintly sharp. It was like... the broken porcelain tiles standing up on the wall, in order to prevent the thief from thinking about the treasures in the house.

Gong Yang Diao Diao asked: "Why don't you smile?"

Yu Qianqiong slowly lowered her eyes and gasped weakly, like a thin wild beast near-death.

Yang Diao Diao sneered and said, "Pretending to die? I don't mind making you pretend like a little more."

Yu Qianqiong raised her eyes, looked at Tang Jiaren, and said in a hoarse voice: "I stole the dictionary... cough cough... cough cough cough... happiest... time."

In one sentence, he admitted his own means, but did not admit his mistakes; in one sentence, he showed that he was like a humble ant, longing for the sun. However, he also asked himself, could he not desire the sun because he was humble? In one sentence, he was like a crowbar, pried open a small gap that had accumulated over the night, leaving traces of looseness; in one sentence, he ignited the biogas of Yang Diao Diao's belly, and exploded the mushroom cloud with a loud bang.

Yang Diao Diao was so angry that she trembled all over. He pointed at Yu Qianqiong and roared: "Steal a happy time? You are my friend, but you steal my treasure! Dig my heart! What you call happiness is based on my pain! You are so heartless! You are shameless villain! Saving you today is to break your grace and righteousness! From now on, you and I have nothing to do with your life and death!"

Yu Qianqiong had long thought that there would be such a day and was mentally prepared, but when Yang Diao Diao really broke up with him, he felt extremely stuffy and painful in his chest. It turned out that he also cared about what a friend was. However, there was only one Tang Jiaren. If he didn't use some means to steal it, he would probably miss it for the rest of his life. Between his friend and his beloved woman, he obeyed his heart and was more inclined to the latter. This kind of thing never came first and then came, it just came from whether it was that person.

Now, he has not had much time, and he is becoming more and more greedy. He wants the forgiveness of his friends and the company of his beloved woman. It turns out that he is... delusional. He is poisoned, but others don't know, how could Gong Yang Diao Diao not know? However, Gong Yang Diao Diao will definitely pretend to be ignorant. At least, he won't tell Tang Jiaren how bad his real situation is. Haha... it's really bad.

Yu Qianqiong coughed out a mouthful of blood, and red plums splashed out on Gong Yang Diao Diao's body, and bright red blood drips were shed on his body.

Tang Jiaren was instantly panicked and reached out to wipe the blood from Yu Qianqiong's lips, and said anxiously: "Diao Diao...Diao Diao..." The voice was actually filled with a crying voice.
Chapter completed!