(Quick Wear) The Transmigrated Cannon Fodder Overthrown The Male Protagonist

Chapter 89

"Ya Shao? What's wrong with you?"

"Gong Ming?"

Ye Ziyan's eyes looked at Gong Ming as fierce as a ghost. That kind of eyes were with a trace of crazy collapse. Although it gradually became deeper and deeper, even calm as if the roaring person was not him. "Did you send me back?"

"Uh-huh."

Gong Ming nodded, "You were too drunk last night. I sent you back and called Mr. Ye. Lord Ye sent his mother to take care of you all night."

"Young master, you're awake!"

At this time, Aunt Wang, who had just finished busy in the kitchen, just brought out a large bowl of soup, "Don't be in house, try this. In the past, you were drunk on your birthday every year, and you were taken care of by Mo Shao, but now..."

Speaking of this, Aunt Wang hesitated and immediately changed the topic, "master, come down and drink some. Drunkenness is not good for the stomach, and this soup is good for the stomach."

You have a bad stomach. Let me help you regulate your stomach, okay?

Aunt Wang's words made Ye Ziyan suddenly stunned, and this sentence inexplicably sounded in his mind, but who said this? Who said this? Or, where has he heard this sentence...

Why did his heart beat so fast because of a sentence that appeared inexplicably? During the beat, the pain began to spread from the position of the heart to the limbs and the whole body, until the whole body.

Ye Ziyan suddenly pressed his heart, grasped the skirt of his chest tightly, and shook his figure. He suddenly held on the wall. Tears began to blur his eyes. Obviously, he didn't want to cry, but his heart was sore and painful, and his breathing was full of unspeakable astringency.

Why? What's wrong with him...

"Ye Shao!"

Gong Ming and Aust Wang were shocked by Ye Ziyan's sudden change and immediately helped him. Ye Ziyan's red eyes looked at the soup sprinkled out of his hands, and he was suddenly a little stunned.

"This soup is not like this..."

Ye Ziyan's dull murmur made Gong Ming and Aunt Wang stunned. Aunt. Aunt. Wang looked at the wine-resolved soup in her hand inexplicably and wondered, "Isn't that so? Isn't it all like this in anti-wine soup? What's wrong?"

What's wrong?!

He, I don't know...

But, it's not like this. There is a voice in my heart telling him that it's not like this, it's not...

Ye Ziyan pushed away the help of Wang Mi and Gong Ming, and the figure stumbled between them, pressed his heart and returned to the bedroom.

'Bang!' The sound of closing the door made the people outside look at each other. The people inside fell down on the big bed and had no strength anymore. They just looked dull. Looking at the ceiling, their eyes were a little loose. "It hurts, it hurts. If the pain doesn't die, it hurts! It hurts. Can you tell me why you... hurt..."

Ye Ziyan's confusion and uneasiness, despair and sadness made his whole body seem to be covered with a layer of abandoned desolation and bitterness, and seemed to fall into a dilemma that could not get out. However, in such a dilemma, he felt more and more helpless and sad. However, he did not know why he was helpless and sad. He only felt that his heart seemed to It was hollowed out. Listen to it quietly, and you can still hear the sound of the cold wind sweeping, which is terrible.

Should there be anything in there?

Ye Ziyan kept asking himself a question for the past three months, hammered his heart fiercely, looked at himself in the mirror, and asked a question, "Here, how can it hurt so much..."