(MTL)Take the female supporting script at the Shura Field

Chapter 70

Chapter 70, I am the hero in the plot

    The heater was already on in the car, and the coldness on Lin Qingyan's body subsided when he got up.

    Cui Fan looked up at her, and said straight to the point: "Qingyan, how are you doing in this world?"

    "It's okay." Lin Qingyan couldn't accept that he spoke in such a kind tone as soon as he came up.

    "I don't know if you have read the script of your original world." Cui Fan knew that it was useless to say too much, so he could only try to say it from another place.

    "I've seen it." Lin Qingyan just glanced at the plot at random before, without seeing the general relationship.

    "Your role is cannon fodder,... the male lead's sick and weak white moonlight." Cui Fan's tone suddenly softened, and he became more and more delayed when he spoke later.

    "Well." Lin Qingyan's mood was not high, and he didn't want to mention this. In the plot, the simple words of sickness and early death made her take medicine all the year round since she was a child, and she had to go to the hospital in three or five days. The white walls of the hospital have accompanied her for 20 years. When she opens her eyes, it is a doctor wearing a mask. When she closes her eyes, it is endless darkness and pain like a bone.

    "I'm the male protagonist in that plot." Cui Fan paused, as if to tell the secret that he had kept in his heart for a long time, and then kept staring at Lin Qingyan.

    Seeing that the other party didn't respond after speaking, he lowered his head and stroked his face with a complicated tone, "I've changed my appearance, it's not surprising that you don't know me."

    Lin Qingyan was not interested in his expression, it's not that she didn't remember his appearance. , Cui Fan was not in her mind. "How did you come here? The male protagonist shouldn't need to do the quest to resurrect."

    Cui Fan seemed to be very emotional when he heard the words. He reached out his hand to catch Lin Qingyan, but stopped in the air and looked at her obsessively: "Qingyan, I'm not doing a quest. Yes, I'm just here to find you."

    In the original world, after Lin Qingyan passed away, he lived in a trance all day, but he met a woman who looked very much like Lin Qingyan. The other party has an extraordinary attraction to him, which makes him lose himself. Gradually, he discovered that something was wrong, and after he repeatedly pressed and threatened, he asked the system from the hostess' mouth.

    Only that day did he realize that the world he was in was a plot, that he was a ridiculous male protagonist, the male protagonist who lost Lin Qingyan, waiting for the female protagonist of the binding system to redeem him.

    It's disgusting!

    He sent the host out of this world without hesitation, and the heroine's luck was also transferred to him, so he was able to force the system to take him to Lin Qingyan.

    "I'm very happy, because I can save you. I'm really happy. Qingyan, I miss you so much..." Cui Fan's tone was strangely twisted, and his eyes became more and more wrong.

    "So I went to many worlds and took away a lot of energy, because I wanted to save you." Cui Fan continued, as if he wanted to tell all the sullenness in his heart in more than a dozen worlds.

    "After that, I fabricated a system to take you to do the task. As long as the task is over, you can come back." He shook his head as he spoke.

    "No one can take you away from me." His eyes were amazingly possessive.

    This look made Lin Qingyan quickly think of who he was, and found the not glorious memories from the dusty memories for a long time. But she only sneered after a short pause. "Cui Fan, you're still so self-righteous."

    "I'm sick and it's inseparable from you. What's your behavior behind? It's your self-confessed affection, and it's you who makes people sick." Lin Qingyan's first emotional exposure was so serious, His chest heaved a little, obviously because he was very angry.

    "No, that's because of the plot, that's not me." Cui Fan kept avoiding her eyes and didn't dare to continue.

    "There's no such thing in the plot, it's just because of your selfishness, I don't need you to give me a chance to be reborn." After Lin Qingyan said this coldly, he opened the car door and left without hesitation.

    The system curiously posted it. "Host... You still have a period with Cui Fan?"

    "No." Lin Qingyan hardly planned to explain more.

    Behind him, Cui Fan trembled and tried to catch up, but when he got out of the car and was about to touch Lin Qingyan's sleeve, he was staggered by a fist on the side.

    Wu Zhou, who appeared suddenly, stretched out his hand and pulled Lin Qingyan into his arms, comforting her back extremely rusty. Then he raised his eyes and stared at Cui Fan sharply. "What are you doing?"

    Cui Fan smiled strangely, "What kind of thing are you, you dare to snatch the banquet with me." Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked again by Wuzhou.

    "What the hell are you?" Wu Zhou let go of Lin Qingyan's hand, stretched out to grab Cui Fan's collar, and said, "Say it again."

    "I said you don't deserve it, because you don't know anything at all. ." Cui Fan was unwilling, mocking Wu Zhou with a smile, struggling to punch him. But his body is already weak, and he is not as good as the boxing sandbag that Wuzhou often uses. After being punched a few times, he was finally speechless.

    And Wu Zhou was like a lion whose tail was stepped on, his lips pursed tightly, and his eyes were full of danger. He whispered to Cui Fan, "I told you to shut up!"

    "Let me know later that you are pestering Lin Qingyan, and I can guarantee that you are dead." Wu Zhou patted his face and proceeded with restrained anger. Final warning. Then he stood up and looked at Lin Qingyan who was beside him, he frowned invisibly.

    "Looking stupid? Go."

    He stretched out his arms and hugged Lin Qingyan into his arms. After walking for a while, he said in a harsh tone, "I don't want to go back after wearing so little. If you don't meet me, wait."

    "Thank you . ." Lin Qingyan shrunk his chin into the scarf, still uncommonly bland and gentle.

    Wuzhou still calmed down, and tentatively touched Lin Qingyan's cheek: "Is it cold?"

    "A bit."

    Wuzhou is not very afraid of cold, and even the clothes he wears are not as thick as Lin Qingyan's. He glanced at the lit bookstore next to him, and gestured, "There is heating in there, you go in and wait for me."

    Lin Qingyan nodded slightly, pushed the door into the bookstore, Wuzhou stood outside the door and looked at her silently. He said, "Don't run around." The

    store was fully heated, but Lin Qingyan's heart couldn't calm down. About ten minutes later, Wu Zhou pushed in the door with a bag, and there was still snow on his shoulders.

    As soon as he came in, he put the bag in front of Lin Qingyan, his breathing had not calmed down, he said intermittently: "It's thicker than the coat on your body, wear this."