The Protagonist Just Wants To Falling In Love - Chap 887

　The round paper money was thrown into the air and fell again.

　　A heavy and depressing atmosphere filled the air, and it was as quiet as a dead city.

　　The streets were deserted. Ling Yugeng and Chu Shun were silent and stood under a shop together, watching the coffin pass in front of them. A piece of yellow paper money fell at their feet.

　　A spirit butterfly flew over, Ling Yugeng stretched out his hand, and the spirit butterfly stayed on Ling Yugeng’s fingertips. Because he encountered something on the child carrying Bian Miao’s aura in the mountains, it was much easier to find someone now. .

　　Lingdie stayed for a moment and led Ling Yugeng forward, but the direction Lingdie flew to was the place where the coffin had just passed.

　　Ling Yugeng and Chu Shun looked at each other.

　　At that moment, Ling Yugeng’s brain data was running rapidly. Seeing that the other party was about to disappear at the corner of the street, he raised his feet and followed him. As he walked, Ling Yugeng felt that something was wrong. This road seemed to have no end. They were walking with the people in front of them. The person carrying the coffin always kept a distance that was neither far nor close. No matter how fast he accelerated, he could not keep up with the other person.

　　The silent atmosphere evokes panic.

　　At some point, Ling Yugeng stopped hearing footsteps, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

　　Although he was on guard at first, he still couldn’t help but feel dazed for a moment. This trance caused the scene in front of him to change. Bizarre pictures flashed past, and the darkness before him became so dark that he couldn’t hear anything. There is no sound or any feeling.

　　”Chu Shun.”

　　There was no reply.

　　He stayed there for a moment and continued walking forward.

　　After walking for an unknown amount of time, Ling Yugeng saw Chu Shun, but it was Chu Shun who was a child.

　　Before coming to this world, Ling Yugeng had seen that childish face. The darkness around him faded away, leaving a small area of ​​land. Chu Shun was lying at the window, and the sound of reciting the Book of Songs came from inside.

　　Ling Yugeng wanted to step forward, but no matter how he walked, Chu Shun in front of him was still so far away from him, so he stopped trying. After looking at it for a long time, the scene changed and turned into the garden in the Chu family courtyard, in the cold winter. , Chu Shun was pushed to the ground, and a man stood in front of him, holding a teapot and pouring water on him.

　　The faces of the people around him were blurred, and laughter could be vaguely heard.

　　Ling Yugeng curled his fingertips and took two steps forward, but still couldn’t get close.

　　The data fluctuated violently, and Ling Yugeng felt an emotion burning in his chest. Shao Qing, he understood that this was what humans call anger.

　　Those laughs gradually became shriller and then muffled.

　　The scene changed again, it was Chu Shun who returned to the hospital and found that the wet nurse was dying. The young man had tears in his stubborn eyes and ran to get medicine for the wet nurse. Ling Yugeng saw him running in his direction and called him.

　　The young man passed straight through Ling Yugeng’s body.

　　Ling Yugeng already understood that these were illusions.

　　The picture distorted for a few moments, and the style of painting suddenly changed. Chu Shun was holding a knife and his throat was covered with blood. There were a few drops of blood on his fair face. He stood next to the corpse with his eyes lowered. He still looked that meek. But at this moment, if you get closer, you can see the sinister hidden under his gentle expression.

　　And the corpse on the ground is “Ling Yugeng”.

　　Chu Shun turned his head slightly.

　　At that moment, Ling Yugeng felt that the other party saw him.

　　In the previous illusions, Chu Shun couldn’t see him. No matter how he called him, he couldn’t hear or see him. This time, his eyes actually fell on him.

　　His face was stained with blood, and he was playing with a knife in his gauze-wrapped hand. There were several scars on his body. He walked towards Ling Yugeng with his feet raised. His pace was leisurely, the curve of his lips was raised, and the scarlet blood stains on his face made him look sad. His arc became terrifying.

　　He stopped in front of Ling Yugeng.

　　Ling Yugeng looked behind him, but it was still dark.

　　It was him that the young man was looking at.

　　”Chu Shun…”

　　”Master.” Chu Shun tilted his head and smiled at him, “Master, what are you doing here?”

　　”You…” Can you see me?

　　The words came to his mouth and he looked at them. The blood on the young man’s face felt a bit annoying. He raised his hand and wiped the blood on Chu Shun’s cheek. Chu Shun lowered his eyes and glanced to the side, his eyes calm and calm.

　　He thought, this time it was a bit like it.

　　This illusion pulled him in, replaying the past that he no longer wanted to recall one by one in front of him, which made people unhappy to the extreme. And the fake guy just now, it was obvious at a glance that he was the delusional person in his previous life. He was doing his shit, and since it brought back unpleasant memories, he must be held responsible to the end.

　　The dark side in his heart was surging. He took a step forward, licked his lips, and put his arms around his waist. “Master, I’m afraid…”

　　The other hand wrapped in gauze held a knife and moved toward the man from behind. He left with his heart, like a poisonous snake hiding its fangs showing its claws and spitting out snake bites dangerously.

　　Chu Shun suddenly approached, and Ling Yugeng was stunned. He smelled the smell of blood on his body, and remembered what he had just seen and heard. He leaned over, gently pulled the young man into his arms, raised his hand, and put it on the back of the young man’s head. , stroked the long hair behind him up and down twice, “It’s okay.”

　　He was still not very good at comforting people.

　　In a dark environment, the two of them hugged each other. The young man raised his head and held the knife in his hand. It was just a hair’s breadth away from touching the man’s heart. The man’s tall figure enveloped him and caressed the back of his head.

　　This is a rare tender side of a man, giving Chu Shun a sense of familiarity.

　　The knife he held in his hand tightened and then loosened. He half-closed his eyes and put his fisted hand on Ling Yugeng’s back, “Master, is it you?”

　　- “Master, it’s you. “?”

　　Ling Yugeng originally thought this was his fantasy. He was worried about the fantasy of the protagonist turning black. But when Chu Shun asked this question, he felt something was wrong. But before he could think more, a sword intent appeared next to him. Cut it over.