The host is a piece of trash

Chapter 90 Don't Be Black, Brother (5)

The deer's house at night is simply a joy.

Of course, it's downstairs.

In the two rooms upstairs, both were lifeless, one was as quiet as a chicken, the other had evil intentions.

Lu Jing is ten years old this year, but he has never felt anything called fatherly love, and maternal love is like a landslide, and he died when he was five years old.

If he didn't have it, he didn't have it. He could pretend that his father didn't have such feelings.

But since the information about the girl Lu Yue appeared, his father would show nostalgic or gentle expressions from time to time, which was a scene he had never seen before.

There really is no harm in comparison.

And this comparison is too harsh.

Lu Jing rummaged around in his room, trying to find something to give to that girl.

He rummaged through the house until he found a bottle of medicine.

He has a good memory and still remembers the bottle of medicine.

It was this medicine, the medicine his mother had been taking until she died.

Mom died after eating it, so she will too.

Lu Jing's eyes, which should have been bright, were gloomy at this moment, but his delicate lips were slightly raised, outlining a bright and pure beauty.

Hope you like it.

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in another room.

Lu Yue sat on the bed blankly, her head still empty.

Suddenly, she felt a shock of electricity from her fingertips.

Lu Yue slowly shifted her gaze to her fingers.

This is not the point.

The long-lost voice from the system resounded again: "I've given you several years of buffering time, right? You should forget about it! Who are you going to show this trouble to? Or you just die?"

Lu Yue lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covered her empty eyes, "If I commit suicide here, will I really die?"

"You can commit suicide in reality." The system's voice was extremely cold, "But you will not die."

The system only knew about it. After the two were bound, tm her health was extended. Apart from automatically walking to the end of her life, she would not have any accidents at all, and she would not die if she committed suicide!

Lu Yue's eyes that had brightened just now darkened again.

It turns out...she couldn't die.

At that time, in the so-called reality, I only cared about mourning, and for a moment I forgot that it could end with death.

She just remembered it after the system reminded her.

But now it's denied again...it's denied again...

Confused memory and unbearable brain capacity are clamoring all the time.

Lu Yue covered her head in pain.

"Obviously, I'm just a person who can't do anything, why...it's me?"

The system ignored her question, it just said calmly: "You will help him, right?"

If she doesn't help, she may not be able to pass the test in her heart.

It's funny to say that Lu Yue is a little loser herself, but she still likes to do some "good things", and she doesn't feel at ease if she doesn't do it.

If I had to describe it, she would probably be the so-called "Madonna", but compared to the Holy Mother, she is a bit inferior, because she can only help what she can.

Lu Yue's eyebrows were dim and she didn't say a word.

The voice of the system was even more determined: "Instead of getting angry with me, you might as well complete this task world first, and wait until you return to your reality."

Lu Yue sneered: "It's all life, why do you think that is my reality over there?"

The system sighed.

"I hope you're not lost."

(End of this chapter)