Peerless Warm Marriage: The only favorite movie queen's cute wife

Chapter 217 Dream Reappearance
Suddenly, Chu Shuoling seemed to think of something.He turned his head and looked at An Weimo with deep eyes.

"If you are afraid of owing me a favor, I can owe you one first."

Although Chu Shuoling talked about his thoughts, the expression on An Weimo's face was still calm and cold.

"it is good!"

After answering a good word, Chu Shuoling's deep eyes darkened a little.Suppressing the urge to spout thin hair in the chest, the tone is sexy and somewhat seductive.

"Unconditionally promise me one request!"

An Weimo's eyes darkened, and she took a scrutiny look at Chu Shuiling. The indifference in her eyes contained a thin layer of defense.

"any request?"

"not the right time yet."

Chu Shuoling didn't say much anymore, it was not the time to leave a sentence, and without waiting for An Weimo's consent, she turned and left her room.An Weimo looked at Chu Shuoling's back and fell into deep thought, what request would he ask her to agree to?
In An Weimo's subconscious mind, she didn't think Chu Shuoling's request would be something that would harm her.

Although she didn't get along with this man for a long time, it seemed that when she saw him for the first time, she felt that he was someone worthy of her trust.After getting along with him for a while, she even considered him a friend.

Chu Shuoling came out of An Weimo's room, turned around and entered the presidential suite next door.Just after closing the door, Chu Shuoling fell to the ground uncontrollably, the veins on his forehead bulged, and cold sweat quickly covered his forehead.

Since the last time Yamo experimented on him, the virus in his body has seldom flared up.But this time, he had just finished taking the spare medicine, and the one sent by Chen Feng would not arrive until the day after tomorrow at the earliest.

He could only bear the pain caused by the crazily screaming virus in his body until the morning.Wave after wave of bone-grinding pain hit, Chu Shuoling gritted his teeth and endured, big drops of sweat dripped from his forehead and began to wet his clothes.

After the warm-up pain in the early stage, the most unbearable pain began to spread in Chu Shuoling's limbs, torturing his body and mind.

In order to suppress his howling due to the pain, Chu Shuoling bit his thin lip, and his limbs curled up and twitched due to suppressing the pain.

The delicate and stern facial features were also distorted by the pain.The original indifferent temperament on his body, along with his pain, also transformed into a distressing tenacity, toughness, and a cold loneliness that cannot control life and death.

When a person endured the pain to the extreme, but because of the strength of his body and his amazing consciousness, he did not pass out.The only thing he can do is to force himself to keep a clear mind, and not to do things that hurt himself or others when he has not been eroded by the pain of the virus and has thoughts of suicide.

Chu Shuoling curled up on the soft carpet, holding the red lotus mask tightly in his hands, as if this mask could give him countless strengths.

"Hu Ling... Hu Ling..."

A clear and pleasant female voice came from far away, as if calling for Chu Shuoling.But Chu Shuoling, whose consciousness had begun to gradually become chaotic, finally failed to withstand the countless pains and tortures, leaving behind a desperate and painful roar, and passed out.

As for An Weimo, who had just dried her hair from the bathroom and was about to go to bed, when she heard such a roar, her heart suddenly felt like a needle prick.

This desperate and painful voice... belonged to Yan Shuo, An Weimo dropped the towel in her hand and searched for the source of the voice that she had identified just now.She went out of her room, recognized Chu Shuoling's presidential suite just by hearing the voice, and pried open the door without saying a word.

The scene in front of her made her heart, which hadn't stirred up any waves in more than ten years, as if someone had stabbed her hard.The unconscious Chu Shuoling's body was still twitching in pain, and the red lotus mask he was holding tightly in his hand had been dragged out of shape by him.

His face, which was so pale that there was no trace of blood, was covered with sweat, but his lips that should have been bloodless were full of coquettish blood because of his tight bite.The cold and lonely back looks so sick and weak, which makes people feel distressed.

For some reason, seeing Chu Shuiling like this, An Weimo actually had a thought that he shouldn't have to bear this pain in the first place.

At this moment, An Weimo, who had been exuding a cold aura since hearing Chu Shuoling's roar, actually suppressed the coldness all over her body, and lightly helped Chu Shuoling who was curled up on the ground onto the bed.

At this moment, in Chu Shuoling's dream.

In a sea of ​​fiery red flowers on the other side, a girl in red was lying in the arms of a man with silver hair and white clothes.The girl's hand caressed the man's cheeks, Chu Shuoling couldn't see the faces of the two clearly, but could feel the teardrops in the corners of the woman's eyes and the crystal liquid rolling in the man's eyes.

"Hu Ling, if I can have an afterlife, I want to have a healthy body and be with you for the rest of my life! But, it's impossible..."

The man grabbed the woman's hand, and the crystal liquid in his eyes dripped on the corner of the woman's eyes.The words I wanted to say were stuck in my throat and I couldn't say anything.The grief-stricken, hopeless despair of dragging God to accompany him in mourning lingers around the man.

"Hu Ling, forget about me when I'm out of my wits!"

The man shook his head frantically, and before he yelled "Don't stop", the girl in red slowly lowered her hand, and the girl turned into a speck of dust and dissipated in the man's arms.

Suddenly, the picture in front of Chu Shuoling disappeared, and he really wanted to know what happened to the man after the girl disappeared.Because he can feel and resonate with all the emotions of that man from the depths of his heart.

Chu Shuiling took two steps forward slowly, and the Goddess of Red Fate appeared in front of him again.

"Hu Ling, is it more painful to lose, or to be tortured by illness?"

Chu Shuoling was still immersed in the man's sorrow just now and couldn't recover for a long time. Hearing the question from the goddess of red fate, a trace of sadness flashed across his calm and indifferent eyes.

"lose!"

"If you survive the torment of illness, will you lose it again?"

Chu Shuoling's attention was instantly attracted by words. As a king in the negotiation field, the word game is what he knows best.He instantly figured out the meaning of Hongyuan Goddess's words and the subtext behind her.

If he survives the pain and loses again, he is also willing, because there is still a short-term possession.If he gave up bearing the pain, he would also lose the short-lived opportunity.

Goddess Hongyuan understood that Chu Shuoling could understand what she meant. Before reincarnation, this person was the most intelligent and wise person in the nine heavens.

"Goddess, don't ask again, I don't regret it!"

The indifferent and indifferent voice came out slowly, every word and sentence was full of unspeakable calmness, and there was firmness in that clear tone.The Goddess Hong Yuan seemed to have known his answer a long time ago, and immediately nodded and waved her sleeves.

(End of this chapter)