Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

Jiang Wenjing received a note that read:

It's urgent, come quickly!

When he arrived, he looked at Lu Ningxin who was haggard on the hospital bed, and glanced at Jiang Xinlian indifferently:

"Is this the urgent matter you said?"

Jiang Xinlian was a little innocent, but also a little aggrieved: "She keeps clamoring to see you every day. I can't bear to see her so pitiful."

She can't bear it?

Jiang Wenjing twitched his lips, what a damn joke.

Lu Ningxin looked up at the man's jade-like delicate face and called him: "Brother Wenjing..."

No matter how much resentment you have, it will fall apart the moment you see him.

She really, really likes him.

but……

Everything that happened that day was vivid in her mind. The pain from the blunt knife stabbing into her neck made her tremble all over, but the pain was still not as severe as the severe pain in her heart.

The man's indifferent eyes were like looking at an unrelated person. He seemed to be looking at her, but he never seemed to have her in his eyes.

That cold look in his eyes was like a sharp knife piercing her heart. His indifferent look on the sidelines revealed a fact that she didn't want to face or think about:

Brother Wenjing wants her to die.

Brother Wenjing probably doesn't love her.

how could be?

Sorrow gripped her heart, tears overflowed from her eyes again, and she struggled to hold the man's hand.

"Brother Wenjing, you're here, you finally came to see me..."

"You know, I've been waiting for you these past few days. I don't believe it."

I can't believe you would be so cruel to me.

She desperately stretched out her hand to grasp the man's cold fingertips. She grabbed him as if grasping the last straw, crying heartbreakingly:

"I have always loved you since the first time I saw you. How could you trample on my feelings like this? How could you..."

The memories of being together in the past were recalled over and over again in her mind. Lu Ningxin opened her eyes wide and looked at him closely:

"Brother Wenjing, I want to know, have you ever loved me in these years?"

When you decided to attack her, was there ever a moment of soft-heartedness or a moment of hesitation?

Jiang Wenjing is actually not emotionless towards Lu Ningxin, right?

She pleadingly waited for the man's answer, waiting for the last hope.

Jiang Xinlian, who was standing aside, had a strange look on her face.

"Why does this line feel so weird?"

086 nodded in agreement and called out the carefully collected novels:

[This is a regular routine in sadistic stories. Generally, after the heroine asks this sentence, she will definitely get:

"I have never loved you" is the answer. Then the female protagonist breaks off her love and seals her heart. The male protagonist suddenly realizes that he has fallen deeply in love with the female protagonist. After that, it is the crematorium of chasing his wife that everyone loves to see! 】

Jiang Xinlian:......

086 praised his wit, but soon wrinkled up in annoyance:

[But Lu Ningxin bullied the host so badly, 86 didn’t want her to be chased]

When she cut the host's face like that, she was a bad person, and 086 hated her.

Feeling worried, 086 rummaged hard in his small warehouse and finally found a useful gadget.

[Clang, clang, clang! The emotion detector can detect whether the target person has someone he loves! 】

This is a small tool that every system has to facilitate its host to complete tasks.

However, Jiang Xinlian's style of painting suddenly changed at the beginning of her first mission, and this small prop was thrown into a small corner to gather dust.

Now it finally comes into play!

If it shows that Jiang Wenjing likes Lu Ningxin, it will shock him! If he can't speak his lines, he won't be able to get out of the plot!

086 felt that he had come up with a good idea and turned on the switch happily.

[Let me see, who is the person Jiang Wenjing loves? 】

Guangtuanzi patted the instrument in confusion: [Isn't it broken because it hasn't been used for too long? 】

Sure enough, the instrument still needs to be used regularly.

It threw the emotion detector back into the corner in disgust.

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"Have you ever loved me in these years?"

Not only Jiang Xinlian felt familiar, but Jiang Wenjing was also slightly startled.

"Have you ever been in love?"

Jiang Wenjing repeated, slowly withdrew his hand, and looked indifferently at the woman's hand falling weakly on the bed sheet, which was a little difficult to understand:

"Why do you ask that?"

He had had many lovers over the years, each of whom would only stay with him for two years.

Whenever this relationship ended, his lover always cried and asked him:

"Brother Wenjing, have you ever liked me?"

The same questions, the same answers, he no longer wanted to repeat them.

"All? You mean all?"

Lu Ningxin murmured and repeated, trembling:

"Who else asked you? Those lovers of yours? You, do you love them? Brother Wenjing, tell me! You must not like them, right? Right!"

She went crazy and almost got up from the hospital bed, tears streaming down her face:

"No, you can only like me! How can they compare to me! How could you like those women, how could you not like me! Brother Wenjing, speak up!"

Jiang Xinlian's lips raised slightly: "But my brother has been so close to them? You must not hate them, right?"

Meeting Jiang Wenjing's gaze, she blinked and curled her lips into a smile.

"No, no! Shut up! Shut up!!"

Lu Ningxin yelled uncontrollably, holding her head and crying hysterically: "Why, why! I am the one who has been with you the longest! From the first time we met, I have been!"

The sharp voice was stopped, and Jiang Wenjing roughly told her to shut up. He pinched her neck with his fingers and tightened them continuously, and the arteries struggled to beat between his fingers.

Contrary to the woman's painful expression, he grinned slightly: "How dare you mention our first encounter?"

The person you want to kill the most is in your hands, unable to resist.

The killing intent speeds up the blood flow, and the dark pupils flash with impulsive madness:

"Are you courting death?"