Traveling through the system: not being a female supporting role

Chapter 275 Funeral ([-])
Wan Tengming held her hand tightly, and repeatedly asked her who was lying on the bed not breathing: "It's you! It's really you! It's not my hallucination, right?"

"You didn't leave me, you really didn't leave me, you were always by my side," Wan Chengming pressed his cheek against Feilanyan's palm, feeling her temperature, finally a drop of morning dew appeared in his dry heart, making him to breathe.

Seeing that another self tortured Li Deyuan to the point of death and started killing him, he didn't care, and even felt that it didn't matter.

Apart from Feilanyan, Wan Chengming didn't care about anything anymore.

She died, and he also lost the ability to live. If it wasn't for the existence of another person in his body, he would have gone to accompany her long ago.

He watched with cold eyes 'myself' reaping lives one by one like an executioner, with a heart like cold iron, without causing any waves, until he saw Feilanyan through 'himself'.

In an instant, a flood of love, regret, and heartache flooded Wanqi Ming like a tide, allowing him to take control of his body in an instant.

When he wanted to hug her, she suddenly disappeared.

"You have always been by my side," a 1.9-meter-old man choked with tears like a child. "You don't blame me, do you?"

"But, I have no way to forgive myself." Wan Chengming buried his head on Fei Lanyan's neck, crying bitterly.

The one inside him was right, he was himself incompetent, he was a coward.

He didn't protect her well.

He is afraid of the reality of losing her and dare not face the fear of not being without her.

Yes, he is a complete coward!

But no matter how painful Wan Chengming was, the people on the bed couldn't give him any response, and the suppressed crying in the room didn't stop until a long time later.

Wan Tengming lay on the soft couch, looking at the lifeless person on the bed, he smiled foolishly, and took a big gulp of wine.

Then he stood up again, holding a jug of wine in his hand, and walked towards her staggeringly, as if he was already drunk.

There was a strong sense of powerlessness in his back, and he murmured: "As expected, you will leave me, you really left me..."

What happened today made him realize more clearly - she is really dead.

The feeling of panic in my heart has always been experienced.

Looking up and taking a sip of the wine, Wan Tengming laughed foolishly again, looking like he was insane.

It turned out that it was doomed from the moment we met that you would eventually leave me.

The wine jar in his hand fell to the ground weakly, making a clear cracking sound and falling into pieces, just like a broken heart.

Wan Tengming's staggering steps stepped on the debris, blood dripping instantly.

He couldn't feel the pain in his feet, and stubbornly stood by Feilanyan's bed, "Yan'er, look at me like today, okay?"

Looking at him with love and nostalgia, he would be willing to die immediately.

Wan Tengming waited by the bed, knowing that it was impossible but still waiting.

In the end, nothing he expected happened.

Wan Qiming closed his eyes in despair, covering the pain and drunkenness in his eyes.

Now, why did he still lie to himself?

In just a few seconds, the quiet Wan Chengming suddenly opened his eyes, and looked carefully, there was no trace of pain and drunkenness in his eyes, and he looked completely jealous to the point of madness!
Wan Qiming stood up while holding on to the edge of the bed. What happened today made him grit his teeth with hatred, and he forcefully uttered two words: "Very good."

(End of this chapter)