The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Duan Qianchuan looked at his good friend in front of him and wiped the bloodstain from his wrist. He seemed to be full of energy, calm and composed, still the wise and visionary leader who presided over the Ning Group. Duan Qianchuan frowned, "Your current mental state is not right, you need to rest." Ning Ruoqing pushed him away and said, "I said, I'm not going to commit suicide." Not committing suicide?
Duan Qianchuan looked at his good friend in front of him and wiped the bloodstain from his wrist.
He seemed to be full of energy, calm and composed, still the wise and visionary leader who presided over the Ning Group.
But if you look more closely, you will find that Ning Ruoqing's eyes are red.
The whites of his eyes were full of red bloodshot.
Duan Qianchuan frowned, "Your current mental state is not right, you need to rest."
Ning Ruoqing pushed him away and said, "I said, I'm not going to commit suicide."
Not committing suicide?
No one who wants to commit suicide would cut the vein on his wrist?
Ning Ruoqing turned the computer on the table and turned the screen to Duan Qianchuan's side.
“I’m just trying to see if this ancient method can be used.
Duan Qianchuan looked down at the computer screen.
But after a moment, he raised his head and asked, "You believe in this kind of shitty method?"
This is no longer superstition, it's simply a trick that a lunatic came up with to play a prank on people, right?
What to choose? You need to find the person's birthday and put a bowl of blood every day at the moment she is born.
After forty-nine days, that person will naturally appear in front of him.
What's this?
To say it is superstitious has no basis for superstition!
He grabbed Ning Ruoqing's forearm and lifted up the sleeve of her shirt.
Ning Ruoqing already had four scars on her wrist.
Apparently the ritual had been going on for four days.
He looked at Ning Ruoqing, "Where's your sanity?"
Ning Ruoqing's eyes were calm, "You won't die anyway, so there's no harm in trying."
Duan Qianchuan looked at his good friend and his heart completely sank.
Suicide or something...
Maybe it's better than Ning Ruoqing's current situation.
Ning Ruoqing has long been neither human nor ghost...
Duan Qianchuan, the great actor and idol of thousands of girls, pulled his hair without any image:
"What's wrong with you lately?"
That person has been missing for more than a year or two. Why did Ning Ruoqing's mental condition suddenly begin to deteriorate?
Ning Ruoqing opened her mouth.
There was silence for a few seconds.
The man lowered his head and uttered slowly, "I saw Xiaotong."
Duan Qianchuan was completely stunned.
Have you seen Xiaotong?
Does Ning Ruoqing know what she is saying?
Duan Qianchuan is a very cultured and sophisticated man, but at this moment he couldn't even maintain his composure.
His eyes widened and his voice was weak, "Have you seen Xiaotong?"
This has been my friend’s wish for more than ten years.
If Xiaotong could really be found, the shackles on Ning Ruoqing could be removed.
Ning Ruoqing sat on the sofa. His face was like a piece of white jade, without a single flaw or a trace of blood.
"I saw her, on the street, wearing a yellow sweater. She has grown up and is very beautiful."
As she spoke, Ning Ruoqing's lips curled up into a nostalgic smile.
His face was filled with happiness.
Duan Qianchuan just thought that his friend was crazy.
"Now that you have found it, why do you use this... method?"
In fact, Duan Qianchuan wanted to ask him why he was so crazy. Even a fool would know that this method was a scam. How could a smart person like Ning Ruoqing not know it?
The man lowered his eyes slightly, there was no extra expression on his face, but his hands on his knees were clenched tightly.
Veins bulged on the back of those hands that were so beautiful they could be considered works of art.