Quickly travel: The paranoid boss behind the Shura field has become sickly

An Ting: "I'm interested in many things, such as photography, cooking, baking, and many more."

[Enter the live broadcast room for all eternity]

[Throughout the ages, the anchor will be crowned with love x1]

[Wow!The god-level boss who I haven’t seen for a long time started giving out big gifts as soon as he came in. However, the boss may be sad. An Ting is about to withdraw from the circle. The boss will no longer be able to see An Ting’s live broadcast in the future]

[As always: Do you want to quit the circle?Will there be no more live broadcasts in the future? ]

An Ting: "Yes, thank you for the gift of Qianguyiyi. Today is my last day of live broadcast. We will see you again in the future."

[As always: Okay, see you later]

Qianguyiyi sent another copy of Crowning with Love before leaving An Ting's live broadcast room.

Ten hours later, An Ting finally ended today's live broadcast. Before he closed the live broadcast room, the audience in the live broadcast room was still reluctant to say goodbye to him.

An Ting: "There is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever. I am very happy to meet you all on this platform. Thank you for your gifts. Goodbye."

After saying these words, An Ting left the broadcast. When he was about to turn off the computer, he received a private message sent to him by Qian Guyi, which was the address where he asked to meet.

An Ting: I won’t do live broadcasts anymore. I think there is no need for us to meet.

As always: I want to meet and get to know you formally, and then say goodbye formally.

An Ting: Is it necessary to have such a sense of ritual?

The same as ever: I like you very much, and I hope it will last forever.

When An Ting hesitated, Qiangu Yiyi sent another private message: If you are worried about what bad things I will do to you when you meet online friends, then we can choose a place with many people, so you don’t have to worry. ?

Anting: The Zhimei milk tea shop on Qing'an Street. In that milk tea shop, you can sit outside and bask in the sun.

As always: Okay, I'll be there waiting for you in an hour.

An Ting: Let’s meet today?

Qiangu Yiyi: Well, I want to see you as soon as possible. Aren't you curious about what I look like?

An Ting didn't have any curiosity about Qiangu Yiyi, but he didn't reply anything. Qiangu Yiyi seemed to know his answer, and he didn't send any more private messages.

……

More than an hour later, An Ting arrived as promised.

When he arrived at the door of the milk tea shop, he found that Qianguyi had not arrived yet, so he ordered himself a cup of Yangzhi nectar and planned to sit on the outdoor seat and wait for Qianguyi.

When he drank nearly half a cup of poplar nectar, the eternal consistency finally appeared.

It is the same throughout the ages: An Ting, look behind you, I am behind you.

An Ting turned his head and looked in the direction behind him. He looked at the pedestrians coming and going, and a man wearing a peaked cap caught his attention.

Is this man the same through the ages?

An Ting watched the man in the peaked cap approach him. The moment he took off his hat, An Ting froze on the spot.

"Fu Lu?"

Fu Lu showed a gentle smile in front of An Ting, his eyes full of expectation, "I am Qiangu Yiyi, are you surprised when you see me?"

surprise?

It was obviously a shock!

An Ting stood up with a dark face and glared at Fu Lu, "It will always be you?!"

"um, yes."

An Ting looked Fu Lu up and down and found that he no longer looked as cute and cute as he did on the island. He asked doubtfully: "Have you recovered your memory?"

"Seeing you being taken away by Fu Jin, I was stimulated and regained my memory. I have to thank you and Fu Jin for this."

After An Ting learned that Fu Lu was the same as ever, he felt as if he had eaten disgusting food and was very upset.

"If I knew it was you forever, I would never come to the appointment."

An Ting stood up and was about to leave, but Fu Lu immediately grabbed his wrist and prevented him from leaving.

"Now that you're here, why are you leaving in such a hurry? I won't do anything to you now. I just want to drink milk tea and chat with you like an ordinary friend."

An Ting stared at Fu Lu in front of him suspiciously. He didn't believe that Fu Lu would be so polite and had no intention.

"What do you want to do? Where else do you want to imprison me?"

"No, I don't have any ideas. I really just want to have a cup of milk tea with you today and talk about some family affairs. You don't have to worry about what I will do to you again."

"It's easy to change one's nature but hard to change one's nature. I don't believe it. Tell me, what do you want to do when you see me today?"

"I want to see you, I just want to see you. I said I like you, but why don't you believe me?"

An Ting sneered, pulled out the chair and sat down, then picked up the poplar nectar on the table and took a sip, "I don't care if you like me or not, I don't like you anyway, and I don't want to see you."

Fu Lu smiled helplessly, pulled out the chair next to An Ting and sat down. He looked sideways at An Ting and said, "When I was sick, your attitude towards me was not as bad as it is now. Why did I recover as soon as I recovered?" Memory, is your attitude so bad?"

"Because you had no IQ when you lost your memory. I don't like to argue with fools."

"So that's it. In fact, in the past few days when I recovered my memory, I not only remembered the past of more than 20 years, but also some long-distant memories."

"It has nothing to do with me."

Fu Lu put his elbows on the table and supported his chin with his wrists. When he looked at An Ting, it was as if he was admiring a pleasing piece of art.

"An Ting, who is Molt?"

An Ting looked surprised. He was about to ask Fu Lu why he knew this name, but unexpectedly, a mentally ill person on the roadside suddenly went crazy.

The psycho was stabbing An Ting like crazy. When Fu Lu saw this, he immediately rushed forward to stop the psycho. However, Fu Lu's gland was injured and he couldn't use alpha's pheromones at all, let alone use pheromones to suppress the psycho. Mental illness.

Suddenly, the psychopath's pheromones became stronger and stronger. An Ting didn't expect that the psychopath was actually an alpha. He quickly suppressed Fu Lu, and then the knife in his hand plunged into Fu Lu's heart. An Ting was instantly frightened and his eyes widened.

"Fu Lu!"