Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

In the turquoise blue lake, the line of sight was unobstructed. What surprised Song Qiao was that there was no strange beast here, and it was unusually clean.

This is not a good thing, it only proves that this place is very scary, so scary that even strange animals dare not come here.

Following the call from the bottom of his heart, Song Qiao headed towards the bottom of the lake. The closer you get, the darker it becomes, but in the darkness, there is still a little flickering light, like the reflection of a gem against the sun, or something blooming quietly there.

When he got closer, Song Qiao discovered that it turned out to be a white jade pendant, but in the jade pendant, a drop of red blood could be clearly seen, and it seemed to be still swimming in the water waves.

Song Qiao couldn't help but stretched out his hand and held the jade pendant.

The subtle light suddenly expanded, gradually engulfing Song Qiao.

At the bottom of the lake, calm returned again, and Yu Peng and Song Qiao disappeared together.

When the dazzling white light disappeared, Song Qiao opened her eyes and found that she was standing in the bustling city. She subconsciously raised her hand, and the jade pendant she was holding tightly had disappeared, and there was a red mole on her palm. .

It was as if the drop of blood in the jade pendant was gradually blending with her.

Without time to think too much, Song Qiao looked up again, only to find that the bustling and bustling surroundings had changed.

She came to the home she was once familiar with. This was... the Song family.

Like a ghost, no one saw her, but she saw everything. I saw my mother's cold and mean face, my sister's frightened expression, and I also saw... myself after returning from school outside.

That was when she was still young, still immature, but she had already learned to protect her beloved people or things. Young Song Qiao took his sister back to the room, diverted his mother's attention with a few words, and then calmed his sister's emotions.

She does a good job, but often sighs when no one is around.

After that... came the amazing encounter when she was a teenager. She met Ye Ziqing, and the seeds of unwillingness were planted from then on.

At that time, she didn't know that it was love and excitement. She just wanted to work harder, try harder, get closer, and be good enough to be seen by Ye Ziqing.

All her efforts shattered into bubbles after the death of her sister, and disappeared as soon as the sun shone.

From then on, the meaning of her survival was revenge.

Song Qiao watched everything happen expressionlessly until... death came.

She returned to that snowy night again. After settling the company's matters, she took a walk near the viewing lake in the community. Death came in an instant, and she couldn't even know what happened.

But at this moment, in this place that was either an illusion or deep in memory, Song Qiao saw the truth about his death.

She saw a hand stretching out from the void, and with just one click, she simply died. She cast her gaze to the sky, and in the void, she saw the person who killed her.

At that moment, Song Qiao's pupils trembled, his mind was shaken, and his soul was trembling.

She saw herself.

Even if it was just a side face and a pair of extremely cold eyes, she knew who it was, that was her, her own face.

No... Song Qiao took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. This is an illusion. This is to make her collapse. This is not true.

After calming down, Song Qiao also noticed the difference. There was a faint tear mole in those eyes and in the corners of her eyes, but she didn't have one herself.

Thinking of this, Song Qiao understood something.

Since she can kill the souls of other planes, it is natural for someone stronger than her to kill her.

After figuring it out, Song Qiao could only continue to watch everything develop. To be honest, she was also very curious about how the nine-tailed fox saved her.

But she didn't see the nine-tailed fox, she saw Ye Ziqing coming through the snow.

That was the Ye Ziqing she was familiar with, but it wasn't either.

That is, gods.

Song Qiao froze on the spot, watching Ye Ziqing, who had become a god, kneeling on the snow. She leaned over, and the divine power kept pouring into the body of the man in the snow, but it was to no avail. She could only keep that ray of soul alive. .

Perhaps it was because Ye Ziqing arrived too quickly and the person who took action did not have time to take away Song Qiao's soul.

She had never seen that kind of expression on Ye Ziqing's face, as if the world was void and everything was empty. Just looking at it made Song Qiao feel heartbroken.

The snow paused for a moment, and Song Qiao saw Ye Ziqing holding his body and opening the door to the divine realm.

That was the divine realm she had been to before, the divine realm belonging to the nine-tailed fox.

After entering Ye Ziqing and entering the divine realm, what Song Qiao saw was a bit blurry. She could only vaguely see what Ye Ziqing and the nine-tailed fox said. She knelt down and kowtowed, and then gradually turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

pain……

It hurts so much...

Song Qiao desperately hoped that everything in front of her was an illusion. She didn't want to know the truth at all. She would rather guess that she was just assassinated by her enemies like before.

As much as she loved Ye Ziqing, it was so painful at this moment.

She died once, and Ye Ziqing also died once to save her.

She traveled back in time and thought it was over but regretted it.

The truth turned out to be an even greater regret.

It turns out that they loved each other a long time ago. If she could have been braver, if she could have felt less inferior, if she had been willing to give Ye Ziqing a little trust and tell him her difficulties.

If... if...

Song Qiao bent down and covered his heart.

Everything around him was shattered like a mirror and returned to darkness.

In the darkness, a person slowly walked out. Song Qiao took a deep breath, calmed down, and looked up.

The person looked exactly like her, but was wearing a black feather coat. She was very sure that this was her, not the ghost that killed her before.

"Tsk, don't you feel heartbroken and sad? You obviously have a chance to be together."

Song Qiao looked at the other party coldly, "Inner demon."

The demon smiled and stood opposite Song Qiao, an arm's length away.

"Yes, your life is too tiring and hard. Why not leave everything to me and have a good rest."

"Ha, leave it to you...won't you be tired?" Song Qiao sneered.

"Of course, you think too much and think too hard. Song Qiao, you are so lacking in love. In terms of family ties, you hold on to Qiao Yan. That is your only sustenance. In terms of friendship, you know that they like you, but you still Being unclearly entangled with them will only increase your weaknesses. Not to mention love, look at your so-called lover, love someone, hurt someone, why bother." The inner demon poked Song at every word. Joe's wound said.

Song Qiao was silent and suddenly laughed, "That's very good, is there anything else? If not, I will refute you."

"Oh? Am I right?" the inner demon asked.

"Yes, but there is a slight bias. Qiao Yan is too young, so don't involve her. Let's talk about friendship first. I hope you can judge the situation. Elaine, Han Yun, Si Yuan, Shang Yuxue and Ling Xiaofengyi and others are innocent to me, that is my friendship, I care about them, but I don’t care too much about them, we get together when we get along, and we break up when we don’t get along."

"As for the other few people, I say I like them or am ambiguous about them, but that's it. I appreciate them like I appreciate a flower or a beautiful painting. They can bloom even more beautifully with my watering and protection. And They treat me the same way. They like me and pay attention to me, but without desire or possession. If I die, they will be sad because of me for five or ten years, but there will always be a day when they let go. I will become their memory. The white moonlight inside will not become their pet peeve."

"But love is different. What is love? Love is occupation, destruction, destruction, unscrupulous means, and when necessary, both jade and stone will be destroyed."

Seemingly intimidated by Song Qiao's tone and demeanor at this moment, the inner demon couldn't help but take a step back.

"You...do you know what you are talking about?" Who is the inner demon?

Song Qiao raised the corners of his mouth, smiling gently and harmlessly, but his eyes were cold, "I have known about your existence for a long time, but there is no need to destroy you. Come with me to see what the end is."

The inner demon looked at Song Qiao complicatedly, then slowly backed away into the darkness, "Song Qiao... you actually want the inner demon to accompany you to the end... how lonely you must be..."