Chapter 577 Dressing Up as the Sick Beauty in the School Story (80)

The look in Gu Yanyuan's eyes made her feel a little apprehensive, like a high-ranking person who looked at the joys and sorrows in the world with compassion, but she was not affected by it.

In an instant, these words appeared in Fu Yue's mind.

God above the nine heavens.

It's absurd, an NPC in a small world actually gave her such a feeling, Fu Yue's eyes flashed a little unbelievably, but she tried her best to suppress it.

Her feet froze in place, the fingertips holding the armrest of the wheelchair trembled slightly, and her blood almost stagnated.

With a hoarse voice, the girl asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"

Fu Yue couldn't figure out who this person would be, but he only knew that he was definitely not the original Gu Yanyuan, maybe like her, he was also a god in the heavens, and he came to the small world by chance?

One doubt after another popped up in my mind.

Fu Yue didn't realize how ugly her face had become, with tightly pressed lips, slightly pale face, and a flash of coldness in her eyes.

And this completely fell into the peaceful and compassionate eyes of the person opposite.

After turning on the mission mode, Fu Yue's memory about the way of heaven was completely erased, and she only had a very vague concept of the god of way of heaven in her impression.

They are strangers.

Not to mention how much friendship there is.

Therefore, Fu Yue didn't think about Jun Heng at all, she even wondered if her opponent knew that she was coming to do the mission, and then came here to trip her up.

A big guy with a growing mind.

Turned on the fantasy mode——

Jun Heng lifted the quilt and got out of bed, with graceful movements, stepping on the slippers on the ground, just as he stood up straight, a surge of dizziness came from his mind, and even his lips turned pale.

Attached to this body.

He is no longer a high-ranking god, but a flesh and blood, who can feel life, old age, sickness and death... a human being.

Jun Heng slowly bent down, holding his head with his slender fingers, as if he was enduring great pain, he raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Who am I? I'm Gu Yanyuan, what's going on with Nuan Nuan? I don't even recognize you..."

Fu Yue couldn't understand the complex emotions in this man's eyes.

She can't read it.

Also subconsciously refused to understand.

Forbearable affectionate affection, suppressed pain, and endless tolerance, but there is no trace of resentment towards her, and at a glance, she almost seems to be immersed in such tenderness.

Fu Yue lowered her voice subconsciously, "Really?"

There was a faint voice in her heart telling her not to hurt this person.

But why?

Fu Yue didn't know.

There was a doubt in her heart, she seemed to have forgotten a lot of things.

Jun Heng tentatively raised his snow-white fingertips to hold Yue's hand. His movements were cautious, as if he had finally mustered up the courage. As long as she refused, he would withdraw without hesitation. in one's own shell.

Fu Yue didn't break free from Jun Heng's holding her hand, she just froze for a moment, with a strange feeling in her heart.

really weird...

Familiar and strange.

But she also had an inexplicable intimacy with this person, as if they had been intimate to a certain extent, so that they would be so familiar... Realizing the thoughts in her mind, Fu Yue secretly despised herself as a scumbag.

It used to be just gibberish.

Now I realize that I am really a scumbag.

Eating what's in the bowl, looking at what's in the pot. She clearly knew that this person was not Gu Yanyuan, but she did not refuse his intimacy.