Transmigrating Into The Villain Sickly Childhood Friend (MTL)

Chapter 81

If it weren’t for personal experience, even Qiao Wen himself felt that these words sounded ridiculous, after all, this was not a world of weird power.

He had already done that Chen Canan would treat him as a joke, but the other party didn’t ask anything. He was already in tears and didn’t say a word, and he couldn’t help but be slightly stunned.

Obviously he believed it.

Because it was too unexpected, he looked at Chen Jianan, who was crying, and he didn’t know how to say it for a while-because knowing that even if the other party believed him a little, it was an extremely cruel and sad story.

If it was him, he couldn’t accept that the younger brother who grew up together had already left this world. The person who has been with him as Xiao Qiao for more than a year is actually an outsider.

But now that he has spoken, he has to continue speaking. He slid his throat slightly, smiled, and said hardly: “Look, Xiao Qiao is afraid that the water has never been in the sea, right? But I can swim. I don’t always say me. Has it changed a lot? The reason is that I am not the little Joe who grew up with you. Whether you accept this reality or not, I have to tell you.”

Chen Jianan looked at him, tears more and more raging, and it took a long time to ask in a dumb voice: “What about Xiao Qiao?”

Qiao Wen shook his head: “Maybe like me, went to another world and became another person.” He was not sure where the original Xiao Qiao had gone. In the original world, this weak and poor young man has long passed away, but with his arrival, this body that was supposed to die was occupied by him and reborn. The original Xiao Qiao, like himself, is very likely to go to another world to regain his life.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, at least this is a good expectation that will make Chen Jianan better.

Chen Canan’s expression slowed down after hearing the words, and he casually wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, and asked with an urn voice, “Is it going to your world?”

Qiao Wen: “Maybe.”

“What is your world like?”

Qiao Wen chuckled: “Not bad, definitely more suitable for him than your world.”

Chen Jianan nodded.

Qiao Wen looked at her silently and asked, “So Brother Nan, do you believe what I said?”

Chen Jianan lowered his head and said nothing.

Qiao Wen reached out and patted his shoulder: “Brother Nan…”

Chen Jianan slowly raised his head to look at him, and asked each word: “Is Xiao Qiao really gone?”

Qiao Wen pursed his lips and nodded hard.

Chen Jianan looked at him, was silent for a moment, and suddenly burst into tears.

Because his movement was so loud, the scattered tourists around couldn’t help but look over, but he didn’t notice it.

Qiao Wen silently looked at the imageless young man in front of him, and suddenly felt that he, who had been immersed in the joy of his twentieth birthday, knew that such a thunderbolt was really cruel to him.

However, the words have been spoken, and there is no way to take them back. He sighed in sorrow, patted each other’s shoulders, turned around to pack their luggage, returned the rented umbrella and walked back, this guy still cried bitterly on the spot.

Qiao Wen had to stoop to support his arm: “Brother Nan, the sun has set, let’s go back.”

Chen Jianan stood up crying, but his whole body seemed to be collapsed. He couldn’t stand at all. He could only move forward with difficulty with the help of Qiao Wen’s pitiful strength.