The Vicious Female Character at the End of Days: C112.2

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Chapter 112. (2/2)

The small wisteria flower in the flowerpot next to the crystal coffin looked a little wilted and listless. He went over, picked up the small kettle and watered it.

After watering, the little wisteria flower immediately became energetic, stretching its branches and leaves as if it were a living thing. It even tried to wrap its branches around his fingers as if saying hello to him.

Fu Chen was not surprised, as mutated plants all possessed human-like characteristics. He was in no mood to pay attention to a mutated plant. He put down the kettle and returned to the crystal coffin, staring deeply at the sleeping girl.

“Qing Qing.” He opened the crystal coffin, leaned over to support it, stared at the girl with her eyes closed, and said, “How long are you going to sleep? Wake up quickly, please.”

“I built a snow park for you in Jingzhou. You can ski and play snowball fights. There are little penguins and snow foxes. All the animals you like are there. You can do whatever you want.”

The man stretched out his bony hand and stroked the girl’s cold face gently and lovingly. Her eyelashes were like frost, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes were as icy as her soul, freezing cold.

He was not afraid of the cold and continued to talk to himself: “If you don’t wake up, the snow will melt soon.”

In the silent, pure white room, he talked to himself for a long time like a madman.

He stayed in the ice room for most of the day. Before leaving, he leaned over and gently kissed the girl’s smooth forehead. “I have to go on a long trip tomorrow. You have to be good and wait until I come back.”

The crystal coffin closed automatically, leaving the room alone in the cold.

He didn’t notice that when he turned to leave, the little wisteria in the flowerpot put its hands on its hips, looking extremely angry.

…

When Fu Chen died, Qing Qing was so sad and desperate that she couldn’t catch her breath.

When people are extremely sad, they really cannot speak. It is as if their five senses disappear in an instant. She did not hear the system announce that the mission had been completed.

It was not until she vomited blood again and her body began to slowly dissipate that she came back to her senses and heard the voice of the system in her ears.

[Host, you have completed the task. Do you choose to use the lucky coin to revive? 】

She kept vomiting blood because her body couldn’t support it. It was difficult to explain, so the system provided her with a detailed explanation.

Bai Qing Qing is not Qing Qing, but Bai Qingqing 2.0 is Qing Qing, no matter which world she is in.

Now, the system gives her two choices. First, use the lucky coin to leave and return to another world. Second, use the lucky coin to resurrect and stay in this world.

And she proposed a third option, using the lucky coin to revive Fu Chen.

She thought her soul would disappear and die, but the system mercifully told her that she could be resurrected.

Then……

Grass is a plant.

The opportunity for the soul to return to the body was when Fu Chen gave her a kiss of true love.

This is definitely a bad taste in the system. Snow White and Sleeping Beauty are human beings, after all. Who would be so perverted as to kiss a plant?

Damn!

For four years, the bad man completely ignored her. Apart from watering her occasionally, he never even looked at her.

All she did every day was stare at her body and sleep, absorbing nutrients from the air. She was so bored that she felt mouldy and wished she could jump out of the soil.

Give that bastard another month, Qing Qing swore in her heart, if he still can’t recognize her, she will run away from home, humph.

…

A month passed quickly.

Fu Chen had never come here once. It seemed as if only she and her soulless body were left in this lonely space.

Qing Qing was so angry.

She wants to run away from home and find another wild man.

As soon as she took the first step, someone helped her take thousands of steps.

Apart from Fu Chen, Xiao Yang was the only one who could visit this room. When he walked into the room and saw the flowerpot smashed on the ground, he frowned slightly, walked over and squatted, staring at the ground.

“Strange, how could it fall to the ground?”

The empty room was completely enclosed, almost airtight, and not even a mosquito could fly in. How could this pot of flowers suddenly fall to the ground?

She looked at him longingly and waved the branches: I’m tired of this place. Take me away.

The flowerpot was broken, so Xiao Yang had to pick up the small wisteria in the soil with both hands. He glanced at the girl who was still sleeping and took the small wisteria away.

Xiao Yang returned home, holding the little wisteria, and found a new flowerpot to put it in, placing it in the living room.

“Where did the flowers come from?” a gentle voice came.

Xiao Yang turned around and looked at the white-haired man, saying, “Brother Liang, when did you come?”

Liang Zhiyu smiled faintly and said, “I just arrived not long ago.”

He glanced at the little wisteria and said, “Can you give it to me?”

Xiao Yang subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Liang Zhiyu narrowed his eyes and smiled gently, “You are so stingy that you don’t even give me a pot of flowers.”

Xiao Yang pursed his lips in displeasure and held the flower tightly.

But a few days later, the wisteria was taken away by Liang Zhiyu and followed him to the snowfield base.

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