ex boyfriend broke my leg

I'm fucking... Buddha.

God damn is not worthy, worthy or not, let me tell you. After being with Feng Yu, I don’t know how many people have said this to me. I can hear cocoons in my ears. I didn’t expect that today, I It's been six years since I broke up with Feng Yu, I've been broken by him, I'm about to die, and someone slapped me in the face, I'm so mad, I think I can vomit again Ten thousand liters of blood, if I have that much.

It's a pity that no matter how angry I am, I won't be able to go back with my spine unconvinced like before.

At this point, I don't have the face to say anything else. Let's see, I will definitely be worthy of what he said in the future, so I can only suppress the irritability in my heart, and sigh weakly: "I know, you don't need to say it."

That stinky, dead bastard got cheap and acted like a good boy. He curled his lips and said, "It's good that you know. I said this for your sake. Dr. Song is very famous in the base. I'm afraid you will disturb the engagement banquet. May die sooner."

"When." I slumped on the wheelchair feebly, not bothering to move my upper and lower lips, and squeezed out these words from between my teeth.

"I said, when is the engagement banquet?"

"Next spring."

"It's too late." I murmured.

The idiot was in a hurry, he frowned and stared at me: "What's too late? Don't have any bad ideas, I'm serious, you're going to mess it up..."

"What bad idea can I come up with? Whether I can live to that time is all up to me. Get the hell out of here, I'm going to work." I really don't want to listen to this bastard, I'm afraid I'm listening too much, He could die on the spot, rudely interrupting his blurted nonsense, just want to throw him out quickly!

He seemed to be choked by my words. Seeing me put on my glasses and start working, he pursed his lips hesitantly, and finally left with his lunch box.

I stopped the things in my hand, looked at the closed door, let out a long breath, and couldn't help but glanced at the monitor in the northwest corner, suppressed the inextricable emotions in my heart, bowed my head and devoted myself to the research.

I want to make this vaccine before his engagement banquet as a gift, so that I can wish him a safe and smooth future.

I hid in the laboratory all day long, I don’t know what day and night, the daily activities are only eating, sleeping, and doing experiments. Unknowingly, it is getting colder and colder. The heating in the laboratory has not yet risen. With stiff fingers, I rocked the wheelchair to boil a pot of water, poured it into a glass bottle and held my hands to warm my hands. I got excited about researching vaccines yesterday. I didn’t sleep all night, so I got stuck with those gene sequences. What’s the matter? I couldn't get it right, it was so hard that I couldn't see clearly even with my glasses on, it seemed like something was blurred in front of my eyes.

I was moving my eyes up and down, left, right, left, right, and that bastard came in with an insulated box. I haven’t spoken to him since that day. I just pretended I didn’t see him when he came. Inactive, turned the wheelchair back to him, picked up the microscope to do my own business.

He also knew that I didn't want to talk to him, so he simply had a little bit of insight, and he didn't open his mouth to say those things that made me die early.

I can’t eat if he doesn’t leave, so recently he puts down his lunch box and leaves, and waits for me to collect it after more than half an hour, but today I don’t know why I haven’t heard the sound of him pushing the door to go out. Looking at it vaguely, in fact, the heart is not on the study, only thinking about why this person still doesn't leave.

"Boss...hasn't come back for more than a month." He hesitated behind me.

I paused for a moment, and without moving my eyes from the microscope, I just deliberately replied indifferently: "Why are you telling me that?"

"He went to the base of your Perfect Paradise Company..."

I couldn't maintain the indifference on the surface, so I quickly turned my head to look at him, feeling a little uneasy in my heart: "What do you mean? Didn't the base be destroyed by you long ago?"

At the beginning, they took advantage of Wells' unpreparedness and broke into the impregnable heaven base. Not only did they take over God's lair, forcing Wells, the self-proclaimed God, to flee, but they also took me, who had wings and could not fly The angel was caught, and everything in the base was burned down, even the equipment I was waiting to save my life was destroyed.

I remember it clearly, the Paradise Base is long gone...

"I don't know. About a month ago, the boss always left early and came back late. I don't know what he was busy with. Later, he received a secret letter from Perfect Paradise. It was sent by Wells. He asked the boss to come over and said that he could give him ideas. I want it, I don’t know what it is specifically, but I think it has something to do with you.”

"But... But a month ago, Feng Yu cooked for me." I will never fail to taste Feng Yu's cooking, because there is no one in the world who can make tofu better than little yellow croaker Fishy, ​​knowing that I don't eat coriander, I specially put chives.

He frowned and said anxiously, and took a step closer to me: "I left after that meal, and Dr. Song had a big fight with him because of it. I went a month ago. At first Some news came back, but there was no news at all in the past half a month."

I was a little dazed, staring blankly at that bastard, many questions popped up, but what I asked was the most insignificant sentence: "How do you know this has something to do with me?"

"That's why I said those things to you that day. I went to get lunch in the boss's house that day, and I heard Dr. Song and the boss arguing outside the door. The boss insisted on going somewhere, and Dr. Song didn't want him to go. They never I haven't had such a big quarrel, but since you came here, they have often quarreled, and the most mentioned name in that quarrel was——Ying Yinian."

"I've asked, your name is Ying Yi Nian, isn't it?"

The author has something to say

Shou (stopped): No, I am not Ying Yi Nian, I am... an angel with broken wings

Xiao Wang:? ?

Wells: Yes, we must maintain our noble status!