World Hopping: Avenge Our Love

The memory of the original body came like a tide. But what is the most terrible? No. There is nothing in it!

In the memory of the original body, there is no scene, even a back view, which is deeply related to Yu Jingzhou's father. The only thing that is still clear is the scene where he and Wu Wenshan first met.

That day, in the front hall of the General's Mansion, Yu Jingzhou rarely smiled and said to the original body, "Grandpa Wu is a good person."

It was at this moment that in the original body and mind, Wu Wenshan was the best in the world.

That's right, as a father, this is the longest sentence Yu Jingzhou said to his original body, and it is also the most emotional sentence. Others, even a greet, never appeared. But this sentimental sentence is just to help the Seventh Prince, and send the original body to a dead end.

Even if you don't treat him as a son, at least treat him as a living person! Yu Jingzhou is blind, so can't he see the pain of Yu Qinian?

He was so uncomfortable that he was breathless!

Song Yucheng held his chest and felt the pain that spread from the depth of the heart little by little, like a blunt knife Ling Chi, every time it may not pull the meat, but the pain is Really.

Just like the last world, Song Yucheng of this world, calmly watching the situation, has now been infected again by the experience of the original body, as if he is now the original body.

"Adult! Adult! Calm down!" The system panicked at once, but Song Yucheng didn't answer. He was still immersed in his memory. Song Yucheng couldn't believe that there was really such a thing in this world because he didn't like it, so he gave up a son and went to another son as a stepping stone father.

It's like looking for the only driftwood in the deep sea. Song Yucheng kept searching through the memories left by her body.

However, in the memory that the original body can be said to be quite rich, there is no shadow of Yu Jingzhou at all. Even though he was full of enthusiasm and longing for this father from an early age, even the most refined ones are the most famous marksmanship of Yu Family.

Song Yucheng looked at the scene of Shangjing for the first time in his memory. Everyone praised his excellent marksmanship. But he only felt sad.

After all, who would have thought that the superb marksmanship of the original body was not the Yujia gun of the Yu family's authentic ancestry, but a peek of the fur that Yu Jingzhou had taught his brother to learn, and he finally worked hard.

A ten-year-old child, who is not tall enough for a gun, already has a thick cocoon in his palm. His young mind does not understand what is human, so he has learned to defend his country first!

The original person remembered Yu Jiazu's training in his heart. At the age of 14, he took Yu Jiajun, who had only 500 people, to the bandits. At that time, it was said that the original body was mischievous, but when he returned with the head of the mountain bandit who was said to have dozens of lives in his hand, all the people evaluated, but all the family members should be so.

But who knows, the Yu family who gave birth to Yu Qinian has never taught him anything!

No one can see that since the death of his mother, he hasn't gotten even a little warmth.

Otherwise, why would he rather give up his dignity, but also grab a Wu Wenshan praised by his father?

Yu Jingzhou, you are so cruel.

Song Yucheng closed his eyes and tried to cover up his red eyes. He was reluctant to touch the taboo memories of his original body, because in every scene, the teenager who was immersed in loneliness and eager to be recognized was the sharp knife that pierced his heart.

System: Yu Qinian is a good boy.

Song Yucheng: Yes, unfortunately Yu Jingzhou is not a good father. But that's okay……

System: What are you going to do?

Song Yucheng: Do not do anything, do not want to be a father, then let him kneel down and call his father.

After finishing the dialogue with the system, Song Yucheng looked up to the prince, and suddenly he also jumped out a sentence: "Yunxi, have you seen me dancing a gun?"

"No." The prince first shook her head, and then slowly spoke like he understood his mood: "But I really want to see."

"Look, then." Song Yucheng raised his lips and smiled, and ordered people to take their guns. After clearing the scene, they danced in front of the prince in such a way.

It is said that the gun is the king of a hundred soldiers. But Song Yucheng's marksmanship is far more subtle and mysterious than many people's legends.

Seeing his one move and one move, they were all filled with the momentum of killing and decisive. It seems that what is at present is not the courtyard of the royal palace of Rongcheng County, but the battlefield where the soldiers met. The point of the gun will take the first level.

Standing beside Song Yucheng, the prince looked at him steadily without saying a word. But the pain in my eyes has never decreased, but has increased rapidly.

Although the prince did not meet Song Yucheng very much when he was young, he heard too many rumors about Song Yucheng. How many people say that Song Yucheng is a rogue, a scumbag, and a miser who does not learn and has no skills. He is a dude who does whatever he wants with the emperor's favor. But after real investigation, I realized that Song Yucheng was just a child who was not recognized and no one liked it.

Except for his mother who died early, no one has ever really loved him, and no one has ever liked him purely. Even the soldiers of Yu Jiajun mostly regarded him as a pillar. The omnipotent young general wanted to rely on him and wait for asylum. But whoever thought that what Song Yucheng really wanted was someone who could love him.

He even went to bed every night, subconsciously looking for another person's arms. Only if he held him firmly would he really sleep peacefully.

Such a person who is afraid of loneliness and loneliness. How did he come down alone in these years?

The more the prince thought, the more the heart felt like a needle stick. As for the system, it is already terrified.

Song Yucheng...Song Yucheng was once again indulged in the emotion of the original body and could not escape. I don't know if it is because of the similarity to the experience. Xie Qianshen in the last world just made him want revenge, but the world's Yu Qinian made Song Yucheng feel unable to extricate himself.

If this is not possible, if he cannot leave and become a real outside observer, even if Song Yucheng's strength is strong, he will not get to the end in the fast-breaking General Administration. But the system understands that Song Yucheng looked tough, but he was the softest in his heart. His gentleness is a double-edged sword, and he can support him in an invincible position. But it is also the best pusher to push him into the abyss.

It is too easy for him to sympathize with the origin of these prayers, and it is too easy to fall into the misery of those people. In this way, he will not need a few worlds, and he may fall again.

"Sir, sir!" the system shouted desperately at Song Yucheng, it was really about to collapse. When he first came to this world, he was afraid that Song Yucheng would be influenced too much by the original body, so he deliberately exchanged a bystander aura for Song Yucheng to avoid him being too influenced by the original body. However, the system never imagined that similar experiences would once again lead Song Yucheng into suffering.

If, if it is really lost again, then it will forcefully strip Song Yucheng from this body. The system is willing to make up for it even if it will damage his soul or fail the mission.

It just wants to be with its host all its lives, and never wants to see the tragedy of that year repeat itself.

However, when the system tried to use the authority, the prince suddenly got up from the chair and quickly walked towards Song Yucheng.

"Enough." He walked straight in front of Song Yucheng as if he didn't see the flying □□, and reached for the gun. Immediately afterwards, the entire courtyard was quiet.

If this is on the battlefield, the prince will surely die. But Song Yucheng would avoid him instinctively, plus he practiced for a long time, and the strength in his hands was also wasted in the catharsis, so the prince could easily control him.

Embracing Song Yucheng in his arms, the prince kissed his lips for the first time. Although still green, the feelings in the kiss are so intense that it seems to swallow the soul together.

"Pray for the year, don't be sad, I have been with you all the time!" The prince's voice was extremely soft, and every word was full of friendship and could fall directly in people's hearts.

Song Yucheng, who was influenced by his original experience, gradually calmed down in this pacification.

"I..." He wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say. He was still very confused, and even some of the memories that should have been dusted up kept pouring from the depths of his mind.

It is estimated that only the system knows these things.

In the real world, almost everyone assumes that Song Yucheng is an orphan who grew up on his own. But in fact, Song Yucheng has parents.

It's just that he is the one who is not accepted.

Poor couples mourn everything. In the face of money, the fairy couples at that time, after all, Lao Yan flies.

The father entered a wealthy woman's house, but the mother simply gave a big money to be a lover, and the illegitimate child born afterwards was also regarded as an ancestor and was quite favored.

And his existence has become a stain that prevents parents from entering the upper society.

While his parents were enjoying a luxurious life, Song Yucheng, five or six years old, had learned to rely on his sweet and sensible appearance and miserable circumstances to get sympathy from those around him, to discuss some odd jobs for errands, and to mix it up. Full meal. Just like that, Gouyan survived.

But who can understand how uncomfortable it feels to grow up on your knees? How painful would it be to uncover your scars over and over again? But even so, he still has to work hard and thank God, at least he did not live in an orphanage, and at least his parents gave him a house that can be used as a shelter from the wind.

Even if there is nothing in this house, in winter, even if you put on all the clothes and cover the quilt, your hands and feet will freeze.

These things, Song Yucheng originally felt that he had long forgotten. But under the influence of Yu Qinian's memories, those old memories have become vivid again. Even in the summer daytime, Song Yucheng seemed to be in a cold night, his hands and feet were cold.

Even the most powerful person cannot escape the most terrible shadow in his heart.

Song Yucheng closed his eyes and tried to forget all the past that was unbearable. The more you push yourself, the harder it is to get through.

He clutched the crown prince's sleeve, like a drowning man holding a driftwood. The whole person leaned on the prince and did not want to say more.

Before being pulled through by the system, Song Yucheng was just released from the case at hand, and then, the long experience of three consecutive worlds also made his mental exhaustion to the extreme.

Just sleep for a while! Song Yucheng let his thinking go.

He just heard whether it was the urgency of the system or the prince’s worry. He understands that this is different from the past, he is no longer alone. But the past injuries could not be healed, he couldn't hold it up and needed a rest.

In the final loss of consciousness, Song Yucheng heard the prince say a word in his ear, and it was this sentence that made Song Yucheng's lips and corners unable to show a smile.

The prince said: "Sleep well, everything is with me. I will let Yu Jingzhou pay the price it deserves."

That's great. It turns out that some people in this world are willing to spoil him unconditionally.

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Song Yucheng slept long in this dream. But the prince was watching him quietly, holding his position has not changed.

"Master, little master, do you want to hire a doctor?" the attendant asked worriedly.

"No, praying for the year is a heart disease. But Yu Jingzhou's end, it is time to do it, just do it."

"Master you mean..."

"If you can borrow a knife to kill someone, don't dirty your hands. Yu Jingzhou can't stand it anymore. He is also his biological father. I can't let him bear the crime of killing his father. Ask our people to try Wu Wenshan again. Within an hour, I want to know Wu Everything in Wenshan's head!"

"Yes." The attendant responded and hurried down to work. After glancing at Song Yucheng's exhausted face when he fell asleep, Yu Jingzhou was scolded over and over again many times.

A person as good as a little master, Yu Jingzhou was blind and would not want such a son. But I thought about it and thought that Yu Jingzhou's eyes were so blind. It's good to be so blind.

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The crown prince has always been the most neat and tidy. Unlike Song Yucheng's straight-forward style, the prince is not only good at Yangmou, but also a complete villain.

In the view of the prince, Yu Jingzhou did not want the seven princes and wanted to sacrifice to Song Yucheng? Then he let Yu Jingzhou taste the feeling of being sacrificed to heaven with his own hands.

It was night, and the spies of the Seventh Prince in Yu Jingzhou's army suddenly found out that there was an unexpected news. It turned out that Yu Jingzhou was the Seventh Prince's biological father.

The favored seven princes are not really dragon descendants at all!

The author has something to say:

Prince: Yu Cheng, don't be sad because of irrelevant people, I will always be with you!