The super son-in-law of the female president

Seeing that Qin Fan didn't seem to respond, the young man finally let out a long sigh.

"This guy, what a fucking piece of meat, I can't beat you at all. If I hadn't used a forbidden technique, I wouldn't be able to beat you to death."

"It's a pity that I have a one-year lifespan. The only disadvantage of this forbidden technique is that it will shorten my lifespan."

"But fortunately, my mother told my fortune when she gave birth to me. She said that my fate is so hard that I can live to be at least one hundred and one years old. If I live one year less, I can still live to be one hundred years old. enough."

After the young man finished speaking, there was a long-lost smile on his face.

At this moment, no one has stopped his progress.

As long as this set of armor is pulled from the corpse, he can take it for himself.

In just a few breaths, the young man came to Qin Fan.

At this moment, Qin Fan still lowered his head, motionless, with his arms drooping, lifeless at all.

A drop of water broke the dark tranquility.

Qin Fan trembled all over, and found that he was in a pitch-black darkness.

Suddenly a bright light flashed.

In the corridor, the noisy voice brought Qin Fan back to his high school days.

The large down jacket covered her body, her short black hair fell to her shoulders, and the blurred back gave me an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Xu Xin's back was faintly visible.

Strong curiosity drove Qin Fan to take steps, approaching her step by step.

Qin Fan patted her on the shoulder, she turned around, her heart beat faster, and that familiar but vague feeling came to her heart.

She threw a mop and said coldly, "Let's go! The floor of the sink hasn't been cleaned yet."

Qin Fan took the mop and jumped, "Well, okay, let's go together!"

On the first day of school, I met Xu Xin, but Qin Fan couldn't see her face clearly, which made Qin Fan more suspicious.

No, I shouldn't be here.

As long as I think about why I am here, my head hurts badly.

There is a heart-piercing pain, especially in the chest and mouth.

Why is this happening?

Could it be that I, Qin Fan, are already dead?It all seemed so unreal.

Xu Xin...

Working in high school, the two of them are one day at a time, and there is no chance to meet or even have a conversation. The plot seems like it shouldn't be like this.

Is it your own fantasy?

But before Qin Fan had time to think about it, he heard Xu Xin say something.

While dragging the ground, she said faintly, "You are still in Class [-] this time."

Qin Fan was a little excited and asked, "What about you?"

She paused, then continued, "I'm also in class eleven."

Qin Fan was very happy to hear this answer, but she looked at Qin Fan in disgust.

"I don't want us to be in the same class at all."

Hearing what she said, the smile on Qin Fan's face had long since disappeared, as if they should be friends who talked about everything in high school.

Qin Fan began to smile awkwardly, his heart began to turn sour, and tears were already rolling in his eyes.

She said again: "This time I'm in the same class as you. To be honest, I don't want to stay with you at all..."

She turned around and slowly disappeared before Qin Fan's eyes.

Qin Fan ran to catch up, "No, no, we were such good friends..."

She stopped suddenly, and said coldly: "Yes, didn't you say it too? It was just once!"

Qin Fan staggered and fell on the icy ground. She quickly left Qin Fan's eyes and his world. Qin Fan's tears were no longer uncontrollable.

Her back was blurred, Qin Fan felt that the scene in front of him was getting farther away, Qin Fan patted himself to wake himself up.

"Ah!" Qin Fan woke up from the dream, his face was covered with tears, his heart ached, and his palms were sweaty.

The hazy yellow light reflects the taste of time.

Qin Fan didn't dare to imagine the dream just now, as if everything was so real, he quickly put on his clothes and rushed out the door.

Qin Fan quickened the pace of the soles of his feet, the first floor, the second floor, the third floor, the fourth floor, ha!It's finally here!
The good mood early in the morning cannot be spoiled by a little dream just now.

As soon as she stepped into the classroom, she saw her with short hair wearing a large down jacket.

Qin Fan began to walk towards her uncontrollably, and involuntarily stretched out his hand to pat her on the shoulder. When she turned around, Qin Fan opened his eyes wide, unwilling to believe it was her.

She threw the mop at Qin Fan disapprovingly, and said coldly, "Let's go! The floor of the sink hasn't been cleaned yet."

Qin Fan reluctantly took the mop, and followed behind her thoughtfully. Qin Fan tried his best to piece together the fragmented images in his mind, and asked her in the north, "Aren't you willing to stay with me any longer?"

She stopped in her tracks and said lightly, "Yes, as long as you know."

I already knew in my heart that this would be the result, but I still couldn't help but feel the pain. Qin Fan looked at her receding back and murmured: "Xu Xin, I thought we would be fine, but it turned out that I was too self-indulgent in everything." Bar!"

Qin Fan turned around calmly and walked away.

It turns out that Qin Fan is so cheap in your eyes, as if a dream has trapped me severely, and I can't get out!how about you?You wouldn't have come to save Qin Fan, would you?The heart sank gradually, and was firmly locked in the original beauty.

Our relationship is like a nightmare, I seem to be trapped, it hurts so bad, what about you?

Suddenly, the surrounding scene plunged into darkness again.

Qin Fan knelt on the ground and smiled foolishly.

It was a fucking dream again.

Why do you have such a strange dream, and where am I now?
I am Qin Fan, but where am I?Why am I here?What am I doing?
Am I dead?
At this moment, there was an inexplicable pain in his heart, Qin Fan lowered his head and looked at the same position of his heart.

The heart was beating, and a trace of bright red blood slowly overflowed from the skin of Qin Fan's heart.

Heartache.

I don't know why I think of Xu Xin at this time.

An inexplicable sense of uncertainty surged up in my heart.

Remembered, remembered everything.

The darkness under the feet is collapsing, revealing the deep ravine.

Looking down at the deep stream at his feet, the waves are surging and constantly, Qin Fan thinks that the waves are a kind of accident of water, a kind of passion stirred up by accident.

But beyond that, Qin Fan suddenly discovered that otherwise, it should be said that water is a kind of accident of waves, and advection water is the tranquility of waves occasionally resting.

Perhaps at this time, having such a strange dream is by no means accidental.

"No! Could it be that Xu Xin..."

Qin Fan couldn't believe it!

"No!"

He roared, suddenly.

Qin Fan, who had his head down, slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, the young man was tearing his breastplate vigorously with both hands.

The two looked at each other, looking at each other in blank dismay.