Why did Ye Ge lie to me?Why didn't she let Qianxia come to me tomorrow?

If Tomorrow Qianxia had seen me last night, she would definitely not have committed suicide.

After doing so much, is it all in vain?

Damn or dead, nothing changes.

Lin Qian leaned back on the chair and stared at Qianxia's body for a long time.

"........"

"It seems that I am that unlucky guy... In the end, there is nothing."

"What I got from Asuka Chiba... In a sense, it was also left to me by you."

"Perhaps this is the correct way to use it?"

Lin Qian seemed to understand something, he smiled, stood up, took out the savings card left by Chiba Tomorrow from his pocket, and stuffed it into Qianxia Tomorrow's cold hand.

Then, he opened the document, and lightly touched the weird word [[-]] with his fingertips.

[Second update. 】

330 Chapter Eight Dangerous Dinner

[[-]] flashed a few times and disappeared.

With the disappearance of the weird text, a white quill appeared in Lin Qian's hand.

"What is this thing used for?"

Lin Qian played with it for about ten seconds, then immediately held the quill pen with one hand and began to write in the void.

A line of pale gold words appeared in the air.

[Tomorrow Qianxia is not dead, she just fell asleep. 】

As the last full stop fell, the quill turned into crystal clear quicksand, passing through Lin Qian's fingers.

And that line of pale golden characters, every stroke revealed an incomparably pure aura, exuding a dazzling light.

A line suddenly appeared in Lin Qian's mind.

Resurrect my warrior!

Fight for you, my lady!

With a bang, the pale golden characters turned into countless powders and landed on Qianxia Asuka.

It also appeared in the last line of [Abnormal Girl Observation Diary Document].

It's just that this line of characters is light gold, which is completely different from the black of other characters.

When everything was quiet, under the white light, Lin Qian could vaguely see Qianxia's rising and falling chest under the white cloth.

And that peaceful breathing.

"..."

"Fuck, can you really live?"

Lin Qian was very rarely dumbfounded.

Although the time reversal last time was abnormal, the sense of instant vision is far less intense than this time.

With the serious attitude that human life is at stake, Lin Qian looked around, and when he found himself alone in the morgue, he lifted the white cloth.

Without the unrecognizable appearance as imagined, Tomorrow Qianxia's beautiful face appeared in front of Lin Qian.

The clothes were also worn last night.

She looked like Sleeping Beauty from a fairy tale, although the occasion was a bit out of place.

"..."

After dragging his chin and thinking for a while, Lin Qian lifted up Qianxia Tomorrow's clothes, and poked his hand inside to grope for a while.

Mmm, lukewarm.

Still a little wet.

Did it rain all night last night?

or while it's hot...

Write a greeting card, since recovering from a serious illness usually has a greeting card.

Lin Qian picked up a new corpse information card on the table next to him, and started writing.

Before he could write a few words, Qianxia Asuka, who was still soundly asleep a second ago, suddenly sat up straight.

"where am I?"

She looked around and seemed a little unresponsive.

At this time, she was the only fresh corpse in the morgue, and there was no one with her.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I will scream and faint.

Then, Tomorrow Qianxia set her eyes on Lin Qian who was two meters away.

"Well, handsome guy, hello, who are you? Where am I?"

"......"

Hearing this, Lin Qian stopped what he was doing, and turned his head to look at Asuka Qianxia with a strange look.

This guy... doesn't recognize me?

"What's wrong, am I... weird?"

Tomorrow Qianxia frowned slightly, and asked doubtfully, "You know me?"

"I don't know you, I just think you look a bit like an old friend of mine." Lin Qian shook his head and said softly, "This is a hospital."

"Hospital? Why am I in the hospital..."

Qianxia tomorrow jumped off the bed, at this moment, she found the bank card in her hand.

"This is...my mother's bank card..."

"..."

Lin Qian quietly watched her actions from the side without interjecting.

Looks like she remembers something, but...

Can't remember who I am.

But that's fine.

She can start a new life.

That [one] can be regarded as returning to the original owner...

With this in mind, Lin Qian handed the corpse data card in front of Tomorrow Qianxia: "Here you are."

"what is this?"

"It's for you."

After putting the data card in Qianxia's palm tomorrow, Lin Qian walked out of the morgue.

This time, he never looked back.

Tomorrow Qianxia looked down at the white card, and found a line of small characters written on it.

[There are always new stories to look forward to, and so are you. 】

"..."

What does it mean?

When Tomorrow Qianxia was about to question the man in front of her, she found that he had long since disappeared.

【He never expected... The matter is far from over, and the gears of time are still slowly moving forward until that day comes. 】

........

Dandelion calendar, 2XX4, September 9th, sunny.

Thursday.

A quarter past five in the afternoon.

Sitting in the classroom, Lin Qian declined the invitation of the girl in the same class next to him to have dinner together, playing with his mobile phone while waiting for the end of today's class.

All the news about Chika Asuka's death disappeared, even people's memories disappeared.

Tomorrow Qianxia did not die, but fell asleep. This line of text replaced the fact that Tomorrow Qianxia had died with a strange force.

Is this the power of God?

I'm so awesome.

Lin Qian used the full brain power of an online writer to turn the world upside down in his fantasy world.

It was very refreshing, but also felt a little pain in the flesh.

It is impossible to say that there is no pain at all, and the good things are just like this.

Don't talk about reckless things, am I...

So kind.

The Holy Mother is not counted, because I don't hate Tomorrow China.

Unlike the complete hyacinth, the dandelion is an unfinished product, and it is also a defective product.

For such a defective product, Lin Qian always felt that he owed something.

Perhaps, this is the author's tolerance for works and characters.

"In the novels I've written, kind people often end badly. The law of heaven has reincarnation. That's what it means..."

"Is it just me?"

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