The villain of Transmigration is reborn

Chapter 485 Bamboo Horse He Is A Crazy Man (46)

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Three days after Gu Yiyi was discharged from the hospital, she returned to the villa. Qi Xie considered that she was in a very bad state of mind and needed comfort from friends, so she acquiesced to the visit from Ye Zhixiao and the others.

The three of them were no less surprised than Gu Yiyi himself when they heard the news. If Jiang Rushi and Mu Ran were better off and just normal sad, then Ye Zhixiao was absolutely horrified and blamed herself.

She blamed herself for not knowing the news earlier, even if she couldn't do anything, at least, at least, she could stop the death time of her uncle and aunt a little...

The scariest thing in life is not loss, but you know that before you lose, you actually have countless ways to stop it, but because of a small lack of information, you can only watch the accident happen in the end.

When Ye Zhixiao saw the thin and frail Gu Yiyi on the bed, her guilt almost overwhelmed her heart.

"nothing dealing with you."

The girl's demeanor seemed to have changed, she was still pretty and pretty, but there was indifference and indifference lingering between her brows and eyes, without the carefree innocence of the past.

Gu Yiyi glanced at Ye Zhixiao lightly, put the paper cup in her hand, and said calmly, "You don't need to feel guilty."

"You don't understand..." Ye Zhixiao didn't know that Gu Yiyi knew the plot, she held her head in pain and muttered: "It's all my fault, it's just a matter of one sentence."

Ye Zhixiao was immersed in her emotions, so Gu Yiyi had no choice but to pass the water cup to Jiang Rushi and Mu Ran.

Mu Ran was careful, although he found out that something was wrong with Ye Zhixiao, but due to the limitation of his thinking, he never thought that someone would know the future in advance.

She whispered softly: "It's okay, no one expected what happened to my aunt, so you don't have to blame yourself."

Gu Yiyi glanced at Mu Ran, this sentence of comfort can be placed on anyone - only Ye Zhixiao.

She withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes slightly, without any comfort from emotional ups and downs, and sounded extraordinarily indifferent at the moment: "It's all fate."

Life……?
Ye Zhixiao's mind, which was originally muddled, seemed to be torn apart by something in an instant. I don't know if the world consciousness was playing tricks in secret. Ye Zhixiao, who had also seen the plot, understood Gu Yiyi's thoughts in an instant.

fate.

Ah, fate.

Ye Zhixiao looked at the girl with a negative look, and shook her shoulders fiercely: "Yiyi, do you believe in fate?!"

"Me?" Gu Yiyi's tone was drawn out, she raised her head and pulled out a slightly weird smile.

The girl's pale face, coupled with this spooky appearance, looked extraordinarily weird: "Of course I believe..."

Her tone was a little weird, with hints of sarcasm, but unfortunately, no one could hear it except Yin Jie.

Being stared at by the girl's dark eyes, even the carefree Jiang Rushi felt terrified at the bottom of her heart. It was obviously the hot summer of June. She rubbed her arms and felt that her skin was getting goosebumps.

Ye Zhixiao didn't understand, she simply didn't think about it anymore, angrily, she directly pulled Gu Yiyi's cheek and said, "You can't believe in fate!"

This book is a slightly abused novel. Ye Zhixiao didn't think it at all when she read it before, and she even liked to read the Shura field between the heroine, the hero, and the villain.

But this is when God's perspective, there is no sense of substitution, and these three people are just a name to her.

Now through time travel to the book, how could Ye Zhixiao watch her friend walk step by step into this love debt destined to hurt her body and heart according to her preordained fate.

It's not like I can't live without a man!

　Just now at night and Cuihua Voice

　　Me: "I tell you, I don't love you anymore!"

　　Yun Moyan: "You just remembered loving me?"

　　Me: ... suddenly stuck.

　　I [sad tone]: "For others, love is a noun, but for me, love is an indirect noun."

　　Yun Moyan: "..."

　　I guess she wanted to beat me to death at that time, maybe because I was too cute, she didn't have the heart to do it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)