Very Very Dislike [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 12 Not as good as He Nanyuan!

They chatted a little more about each other's current life and knew that Guo Jiaxuan's parents were in good health. Seeing that the time agreed with his girlfriend was coming, Misha hung up the phone.

He put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, picked up the remote control and looked at the TV one last time.

"In 2009, Hawking prepared a special dinner for "time travelers". Unfortunately, no guests showed up until the end, and the experiment failed. But if "consciousness" is the product of quantum activity, traveling through time and space may not be possible. You need to bring your body with you.”

"When your consciousness and your consciousness in the parallel world are quantumly entangled in the universe, you can easily build a bridge of matter and information, making it possible to travel through time and space."

"Now, maybe there is a "consciousness" observing you in a higher dimension!"

"It's true that everything is subject to quantum mechanics..." Misha has never been a top student, so he just felt confused and confused.

Without hesitation, he pressed the power off button, put on his coat, took the car keys, hummed a tune and dialed his girlfriend's number while walking towards the door.

"Baby, I'm going out now. I expect to be at your place in half an hour..." He opened the door and bumped into the person outside.

Looking at the haggard man in front of her, Misha called out his name in shock: "Liao Yechuan?"

The man had a handsome and gloomy face. He stood outside the door, completely blocking Misha's way.

"Why?" He repeated "Why" nervously in a low voice, and stretched out his hand towards Misha.

"What are you doing?" Misha quickly avoided him in disgust.

"Misha, what's wrong?" The girl on the other end of the phone heard the voice and asked worriedly.

Misha instantly softened his voice to comfort her: "It's okay, I just got a nerve..." Before he could finish his words, he saw Liao Yechuan take out a gun from his arms.

"You..." Misha stared at the other party in horror.

"boom!"

Liao Yechuan pulled the trigger, and after a loud bang, Misha fell down.

Bright red blood overflowed from the wound, and his slightly closed eyes gradually lost focus. In just a few seconds, he was dead.

"Why do you want to like someone else?"

Liao Yechuan knelt down, touched Misha's cheek that was still warm, and leaned over to kiss his lips. 】

I jumped up and sat up from the bed. Due to the severe nausea and dizziness, I almost rolled to the ground. I started retching while holding the trash can.

After a night, the contents of my stomach had long been digested, and I didn’t vomit anything at all.

Help! Why did the future change, I was not with He Nanyuan, we each happily had girlfriends, but I was beaten to death by Liao Yechuan?

Is Liao Yechuan sick? ?

When I thought about him beating me to death and molesting my body, I started squealing again in front of the trash can.

If everyone has a mortal enemy at different times, then Liao Yechuan was my mortal enemy in junior high school.

I went to a private school for junior high school, and the chain of contempt was very obvious. Just like the settings of some classic novels, old money always feels that it is superior to others, so it looks down on us sons of nouveau riche. It feels that the school with us is simply cheap, and it usually looks at us like we are rubbish.

Liao Yechuan can be said to be the leader of the old money faction in our grade. He would confront me no matter what I did. He would ridicule me and call me a fool with missing brain stems. He took great pleasure in suppressing me.

When I was in the third year of junior high school, I accidentally lit up the laboratory building with a cigarette with my classmates. I escaped in a panic and bumped into Liao Yechuan, who was running to watch the excitement. His face turned livid when he saw me, as if he wanted to split open my brain to see what was inside.

He had a lot of psychological shadow on me. In those years, besides Mi Dayou, I hated him the most. Later, after I was sent to Shannan by Mi Dayou, I never saw him again.

Does he have a fucking crush on me too? No, why are the people who have a crush on me all men, and why are they all sworn enemies? Did I add some "my enemy will 100% fall in love with me" buff?

I was so exhausted from vomiting that I couldn't get up for a while, so I just knelt on the ground holding the trash can and sorted out my dream.

First, the future has changed.

Secondly, Mo Ya likes He Nanyuan.

Finally, Liao Yechuan had a crush on me.

A feeling of nausea came over me, and I couldn't help but retched again, and my tears and saliva fell into the trash can.

Fuck, it’s not as good as He Nanyuan!

Is it because I fought with him yesterday that the future has changed?

If I were with He Nanyuan, I would not have gone abroad. If I had not gone abroad, I would not have met Liao Yechuan, and I would not have been beaten to death by him. Is this the truth? So if I am determined not to go abroad in the future, will I not be beaten to death by Liao Yechuan?

Or will I die as long as I don’t disturb the base?

...can't?

what is this? The chosen gay?

The sound of the door lock turning sounded in my ears. With tears in my eyes, I turned my head to look at the door and met the eyes of He Nanyuan who had returned from washing outside.

He stopped and frowned a little when he saw my appearance: "Why are you crying?"

My body and mind had just suffered huge trauma at the same time, and now I get angry when I see him.

"I've never seen a hangover before!" He said, wiping his sleeves over his eyes.

Because of the act of vomiting just now, my nose was completely blocked, and now my speech was a little sticky and I had no energy at all. I felt so sad that I couldn't help but shed tears.

Oh my God! What on earth do you want me to do? If nothing happens, can you take back this ability? I've had enough of these stinky men! !

After He Nanyuan was scolded by me, he stopped trying to talk to me. After putting the washbasin back on the shelf, he went out again with the hot water bottle.

I struggled to hold on to the ladder before I stood up from the ground. When I looked at the time on the wall, it was already nine o'clock.

Lying on the table like a dead fish to recover his strength, he vaguely heard that He Nanyuan seemed to have come back, put down something and went out again.

They must have gone to find Zuo Yong and the others. It's okay, so as not to make it awkward for everyone to be in the same room. I don't want to face him at all now.

My stomach feels so bad, I want to drink hot water...

I shuffled to the wall, picked up my thermos bottle, and planned to go to the water room to make a pot of hot water. I found that the pot was heavy and full of hot water.

Obviously remember...I didn't fetch water yesterday?

Glancing at He Nanyuan's table, did he just hit the wrong pot?

who cares.

He carried the pot and poured hot water into his cup, and then poured some cold water from Guo Jiaxuan's pot into it, mixing it into slightly hot 60-degree boiled water. I leaned back comfortably in the chair, holding the enamel cup in both hands, and sighed comfortably as my stomach finally warmed up.

After I got better, I felt like I could do it again.

Since the future can be changed, I can actually try many possibilities. Maybe it will give me a happy ending?

It really doesn't work... I can only sacrifice myself.