When the Juggernaut Comes to the Second Dimension Chapter 804

"this……"

"No, isn't it? That kind of person doesn't exist, so this kind of behavior is meaningless."

Yong Ye will not show the pain in his heart to others, because he doesn't want to be treated as a joke after dinner, he doesn't want to be comforted by others, and he doesn't want to be pitied.

Therefore, compared to the confession and crying of the weak, he prefers to maintain the pride and self-confidence of the strong. Even though his heart is in great pain, he can still calmly show a calm side on his face. That's because he understands very well that weakness can't solve any problems.

Crying, complaining, lamenting... Will there be a convenient and easy-to-use hero?

Impossible... If it is really useful, those people who are tearing their hearts and crying on the battlefield will not die.

There is no so-called protagonist in this world, and there is no such convenient and easy-to-use hero. You can't get help if you keep your mouth shut, but if you open your mouth or call for help, you may not meet someone willing to lend a helping hand.

If it is true that just crying can solve the problem, and just showing weakness can summon a convenient and versatile hero, then he doesn't mind using these as bargaining chips.

But since it doesn't exist... If he doesn't want to lose important things, and he doesn't want to lose cherished things because of ridiculous reasons such as waiting for a long time, but no one lends a helping hand, then... no matter how inappropriate, he has to do it himself.

The world is ruthless, and there are no inherent heroes. If you want to follow the common hero story routines, you will often just die without a whole body. Maybe not everyone’s heroes don’t exist, but at least Yongye doesn’t. He also doesn't have that kind of girlish fantasies.

He is not a girl, nor is he a so-called beautiful girl and fake man, nor is he a child. He does not have a so-called hero.

He can only think of a way by himself, he can only find another way by himself, because he knows very well that no one will lend a helping hand to him, and such ridiculous things as "heroes" will not appear in front of him, and even if they do appear, they will definitely attack him. ...Yong Ye knew it well.

That being the case, when necessary, even if you can't kill the enemy, you must pull the enemy into the dark abyss together. The more lost and hurt you are, the less you can immerse yourself in it.

Yong Ye has already made up his mind. Although he is a mortal, he must never allow weakness to occupy him, and he will never tolerate being weak in front of others.

After Yong Ye's voice fell, the empty aisle fell silent again, and the angry girl lowered her head as if the source of her anger had been cut off.

Mo Qi is not good at debating, and she is speechless at this moment, so she can only express her thoughts with actions.

She raised her head again, stepped forward slowly and hugged Yong Ye gently, stood on her tiptoes and tried to make him go down a little bit, and pressed her hot cheek against his cold face.

"...I don't know what to do, maybe...I'm not qualified to say such things, but I hope at least...when I'm injured, when I'm by my side, I can stop being brave."

"Brave... Do I look like that kind of person?"

"Ye has been trying to be brave since the first time we met. After being brave for so long, it will be broken...I, I hope Ye will not be broken."

As if wanting to soften Yongye, the usually indifferent Qi showed a tender side of a girl at this moment, because she was sticking to his face, and she simply turned her head and kissed her directly.

Hmm... I kissed the wound on my face, and kept licking it, just like a cat licking dessert.

"...uh... ha... chirp..."

A strange tactile sensation appeared on the face, tender and moist...and itchy, which made Yong Ye's whole body stiff and a little overwhelmed.

"Hey, hello...Miss Qi...what are you...doing now?"

"Treat... the wound..."

"No, no, this method is wrong, and it's very strange, right? Who taught you!"

"Animals lick their wounds too, and... Ana said... men like it, she used it on Dan...Dan would be happy, I think... Ye would be happy too?"

Finally, Qi stopped his movements, his face flushed a little because of shyness.

"...I, did I make a mistake? Are you unhappy like this...Ye? You won't be...excited like Anna said?"

"No! How could it be possible! I'm not a pervert!"

The way the wound was treated was completely beyond Yong Ye's expectations. After recovering, he quickly pushed Qi away, put his hands on her shoulders, and stared at her seriously.

"Forget me please pray, don't take what those messy people say, they just think you're innocent and tell you this way, I believe that Anna, just think it's fun to instigate you like this, you don't have it at all It has to be done.”

Chapter 32 If you don't like it, you hate it. What kind of choice is this?

"...But, Anna is teaching me seriously..."

Qi is like an innocent child asking an adult for advice, looking up at Yong Ye, there is no evil in his eyes, only thirst for knowledge, seriousness and curiosity.

"... Regardless of what happened to that Anna, but I am absolutely serious, really... I beg you very seriously..."

"…Well?"

Qi was lost in thought.

"So……"

"What?"

"If you don't like it...do you hate it?"

"If you don't like it, you hate it. What kind of choice is this? Are you a child?"

"like?"

"...So, why is it so difficult to listen to people?"

"Do you really like it?"

"Don't define me arbitrarily. In other words, if you follow my own words like this, wouldn't I become a pervert?"

Just now I said that I like perverts, so it is naturally impossible for Yong Ye to admit this kind of thing, otherwise, wouldn't that be tantamount to scolding himself as a pervert?

Looking at the girl in front of him who was obviously dumb but could always make trouble for him, Yong Ye had a headache, a very headache... Why did he have to face such a shameful question when he was seriously injured just now?

"What about me?"

Without understanding Yong Ye's thoughts, Qi just stared at him as usual.

"you?"

"How do you like it?"

"...Sorry, Miss Qi, I can't figure out what you are talking about again..."

"It's Qi...Ye, do you hate Qi?"

"...I know you are Qi, but I think that if I don't hate it, I like it. This way of thinking is not very good."

"Which one?"

"Are you still here?"

Yong Ye, who already had a headache, naturally had even more headaches due to ischemia. At this moment, he really wanted to take some medicine to make his headache better.

"...You asked this question before, so please, let me go..."