Fast Transmigration: Black Moonlight Sharks Are Crazy in Shura Field

Chapter 123 How Horror Games Become Idol Dramas (End)

Under the fading moonlight, Yan Qirui's eyes were lit up.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end he just smiled gratefully, "Thank you."

He hesitated and said, "You, please take care too."

He seemed to think that Ling Chan would also be threatened?Ling Chan waved her hand with a smile and said, "Goodbye!"

Although there will be some ups and downs, there is hope for the road ahead.

……

Ling Chan said goodbye to Yan Qirui and walked on the road alone.

The white light of the street lamp was on steadily, illuminating the wide avenue.

But there are always some dark alleys that cannot be illuminated by bright light.

On both sides of the road, the places hidden in the darkness do not receive the dazzling sunlight.

Ling Chan heard faint sobs coming from the alley.

Ling Chan didn't intend to meddle in other people's business at first, but this tone... she always felt a little familiar.

She immediately stepped up and walked over there, and at the same time raised her voice and asked, "Is there anyone here?"

Under the corner, a child in school uniform hugged his knees with his hands, huddled pitifully, his back trembling, and weeping silently.

She looked dirty, with her head buried, her spine arched like a full moon, and she was trembling slightly.

Ling Chan sighed.

She stretched out her hand, and her voice was as gentle as possible, "Are you okay? Is there any discomfort in your body?"

The high school student was trembling, and it took him a long time to get his head out of his knees.

Her hair was flattened, and her round head was markedly long.

There are a few red marks accidentally painted on it. .

Ling Chan's eyebrows folded again and again, "Don't move."

She took out a pack of disinfectant alcohol wipes from the police station, and wiped her beautiful round head clean.

She frowned and said softly, "What happened? Why are you crying here alone?"

"Such a beautiful little girl, if you don't come home after dark, will your parents be worried?"

After a while, the high school student said: "...I don't have a father, and my mother won't let me go home."

The voice was low and a little hoarse, but one could tell that it was a boy.

Ling Chan changed her angle and said, "Your head is very round and beautiful. Mom must have worked hard to give you such a round head."

"...No, my mother is too lazy to spend more time on me."

It sounded so miserable, Ling Chan continued her efforts, "Your hair is very clean! If mom hadn't reminded you, you wouldn't be able to do what you are doing now, right?"

The round head raised its head, revealing a doll-like pretty and indistinguishable face.

The fair skin seemed to be shining, the facial features were three-dimensional and delicate, and the outline was very deep, especially those green eyes, which looked like an emerald lake.

... queen.

So... he also lives in this neighborhood?

The boy whispered: "My mother cut my hair. She doesn't like my hair, and I don't like it either."

"...You're right, mom still likes me in her heart."

...This is too pitiful.

Ling Chan's thoughts were mixed, and she suddenly understood why the queen treated her differently, and even used her own life to pave the way for Ling Chan.

No matter how much she searched Feng Lingchan's memory, she couldn't find any pictures of the two of them intersecting.

It turned out that their first encounter happened in Lingchan's future.

The reunion in the queen's heart is a reunion for Ling Chan.

Ling Chan sighed deeply.

It's just a consolation, two wet tissues, but is it worth the queen's life in return?

Ling Chan couldn't find the answer.

"Thank you." The boy in front of him thanked him in a low voice, even a little hoarse and trembling.

"It's easy to do." Ling Chan bent her eyes and smiled gently: "You are fine, there is no need to listen to other people's nonsense, mixed race is not inferior, black hair and black eyes are nothing special, you are more beautiful than everyone else, aren't you?"

"……Um."

Ling Chan thought for a while, then suddenly asked him: "You said...why do you call the girl's name? King, or queen, which one do you prefer?"

The boy lowered his eyes and said softly, "I have a name."

Ling Chan coughed and said in a low voice, "Sorry, maybe my question is a bit presumptuous, so you don't have to answer it if you don't mind."

"queen."

The boy lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Queen."

"Why?" Ling Chan asked.

"...This name is more suitable for me." The queen raised her eyes, she was still young, her childish face was soft and delicate, no one would doubt that she was a girl.

He wants to have the same gender as his mother, he doesn't want to be a boy.

If it is a girl, the classmates at school will not mock him, and if it is a girl, the mother will like him more.

It is precisely because she is so beautiful that she has always been unpopular in school.

Those traces of being bullied not only stayed on his body, but also engraved deeply into his heart.

In the special copy, Ling Chan's good friend, with blonde hair and blue eyes and double ponytails, looks like a doll, but always has inexplicable wounds on his body.

That was the scar on his soul.

The gray boy leaned against the wall and stood up to say goodbye to her: "Thank you, goodbye."

He stood there, looking at Ling Chan quietly, Ling Chan was still squatting on the ground, looking up at the young man, startled, suddenly realized, and whispered: "Yes... Do you want me to leave first?"

The boy nodded silently, he didn't seem to like to talk, he just looked at Ling Chan quietly with a pair of beautiful eyes.

Ling Chan stood up and smiled, "Then I'm leaving? Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Ling Chan took two steps, then turned her head and smiled at the young man, "Don't be afraid, you will have a very good future."

Ling Chan faced him, walked backwards, with a bright smile, "You must grow up well!"

The cold moon was like frost, and the mist was dark. The young man leaned against the wall and looked at Ling Chan quietly. Those green eyes seemed to melt into spring water.

Until the end, Ling Chan didn't ask his name.

It's ok.

They were just strangers who met by chance.

But... She should also live in this area, right?

He thought, wait until the next meeting, take the initiative, tell her his name, and then say to her, "Hi, I like you very much, can we be friends?"

By the way, I have to ask her: "What's your name?"

……

Goodbye.

……

Ling Chan backed out of the alley, she let out a sigh of relief, and smiled: [All bid farewell? 】

[Wow wow wow wow wow...] It's been a long time since the system was crying at the top of its lungs.

When the City of Thriller was around, it was not easy to talk to Ling Chan, but it was always looking at Ling Chan, watching her start against the wind, make a comeback, and turn this horror game into its own playground.

【Are you not going back? 】The system cried: 【Everyone is still waiting for you! 】

[I always have to leave,] Ling Chan said with a smile: [There is no feast that lasts forever. 】

She had a good time in Thriller City, but that's it. No matter who it was, she couldn't stop her.

Ling Chan is the unrestrained wind, freedom is her epitaph engraved in her bones, who can stop a gust of wind?
Neither can anyone.

Ling Chan's smile was so bright, she had already forgotten about Thriller City, queen, Yan Qirui and others, and was fully looking forward to opening a new chapter.

[Okay,] The system was extremely aggrieved, but it never went against Ling Chan's thoughts, and started to log out crying.

　finally!There is another chapter!
　　(This chapter was locked before, I replaced it)
　　
　
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