Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 2098 The soft first love of the lame boss (116)

   And Jiang Jiuxi turned back slowly, and continued to look at Bai Weiwei.

  His expression was even calm, whether it was someone to contact the funeral home or something.

  When he was doing things, he was still as orderly as usual.

   Not a hint of sadness, and no life-disturbing mood swings.

  Jiang Jiuxi forced himself to let go of her hand, he was at a loss for a while.

  Vivi is dead.

  He still needs to go through her funeral affairs.

   It can’t be too shabby, but make a beautiful funeral for her.

  The dance troupe is also invited, all of whom are her colleagues.

   While thinking about the funeral, he limped into the bathroom to wash his face.

  My brain is too dull to think of anything.

   But when he walked into the bathroom, he was in the mirror.

   It was so strange that it was scary.

  Jiang Jiuxi's hair became gray overnight.

  Black and white hair mixed together, turning into an old miserable gray.

  He stared blankly at himself in the mirror, then reached out and touched the corners of his eyes.

  A few wrinkles appeared in the corners of the eyes.

  A night of graying, a night of aging for several years.

   He actually met him.

  Jiang Jiuxi seemed to want to twitch the corners of his mouth, laughing at himself.

  But the corners of the mouth were extremely stiff, and finally turned into a crying expression.

  Jiang Jiuxi didn't dare to look in the mirror anymore, he lowered his head and tried to wash his face.

  Washing and washing, he suddenly couldn't stand it any longer, and tears came out desperately.

  He reached out to wipe it, but couldn't clean it.

  Finally he squatted down, his legs couldn't support him anymore, and he sat on the ground in embarrassment.

   The crying sound became shrill.

  He stretched out his hands and hugged his head tightly, crying in despair and misery, as if emanating from every bone in his body.

  Like a lone wolf who lost everything.

  Crying desperately, crying blood-like pain.

  He no longer has the strength to pretend to be someone superior, elegant, and calm.

  Pretend you can survive anything.

  He can't stand this.

  Can't stand this.

  Bai Weiwei stood at the door of the bathroom, watching Jiang Jiuxi almost huddled into a ball, embarrassed and weak.

  The most tragic cry came hoarse from his throat.

  Hearing that others are horrified, but also painfully pitiful.

  This man she wanted to die for attacking, and his heart was so strong that he was terrifying.

   turned into a complete loser.

  The system is still nagging: "I will fix the fault right away, if it can be repaired, I will work hard to fix it, and it will be fine if the soul stays for a while."

  After the soul leaves the body, one hundred favorability points.

  The data of the abuse value is full.

  All qualified, she is very calm, she is used to too many victories.

   She will have emotional ups and downs when she fails.

  Last night, after her soul left her body, she watched him arrange everything in an orderly manner.

  Thought that Jiang Jiuxi was still very strong and could handle things after her death well.

  But he didn't let go of his breath, and looked at the hair on Jiang Jiuxi's head, strands of white hair.

  Gray and white are mixed, and there are traces of wrinkles in the wrinkles.

  Overnight, he seemed to have experienced ten years of devastation.

   During this process, he just sat by the hospital bed and looked at her dead body.

   He didn't say a word, and his expression didn't change.

  But the scene last night was a silent and desperate collapse.

  It is more moving than any intense emotion.

  Bai Weiwei stood quietly beside Jiang Jiuxi.

   I never knew that such a handsome man would actually look ugly when he really cried.

   Not knowing what was going on, her hand suddenly fell gently on his head.

  Hair twisted with gray strands, ran through her palms.

  (end of this chapter)