Song Qian remained silent, just lowered his head.

Li He looked at him and cried.

The funeral was over, and Song Qian gave him another card.

"I bought the company back for you, the card is new funds, I said that I would take you to earn a lot of money, I will not break my word. ”

Li He looked at the card and only felt a little ridiculous.

You once promised me to earn a lot of money, and said that you would go to Xishuangbanna to buy a small bungalow, drink some wine, read books, and now you will go to Erhai Lake to take a bath if you have nothing to do.

With me.

You once said that as long as I don't forget you, I won't forget it. I haven't forgotten, what about you, have you forgotten?

Li He never said these words, he felt that there was no need. What else can they say to each other?

Except for interests and transactions.

Money really seems to be omnipotent, and even feelings can't collapse in front of him.

Li He struggled with the last stubbornness, he did not accept the company, nor did he accept the card.

He was destitute, drunk all day, sometimes locking himself in his room, sometimes walking out into the street, leaning against the homeless as if he were one of them.

Wandering, wandering......

Wandering in the land of his own barren heart, with no home, no hope.

To be precise, it is disdainful to look for hope again.

During the wandering journey, Song Qian once came to him, nothing more than to say something to cheer him up, and gave him a lot of money.

Li He turned around and gave it to those homeless people, and he suddenly felt that Song Qian was disgusting to him, and his money was even more disgusting.

Hate gradually became the whole of his life, he became very extreme, and after getting drunk countless times, he smashed many glass doors and windows of Song Qian's company, and the police station became his wandering residence.

Every time, Song Qian fished him out, until one day, Li He saw the news from Tan Yu that Song Qian was getting married.

Li He's first thought was: "Congratulations, you and I have embarked on different lives after all." ”

That day, Li He dialed Song Qian's phone.

"Hey~"

It was a woman's voice, and Li He knew that it was his fiancée, Li He hung up the phone and edited a text message.

"Song Qian, let's not meet again in the future, I hate you, if I have the opportunity, I will definitely want to kill you with my own hands. ”

Li He became more and more radical and angry, and gradually he was no different from the homeless man.

Drunk all day long.

Until that day, he misled and stumbled into an unknown liquor store.

The memory stopped.

He Zhidrunk came back to his senses and rubbed his head, he could really sense all Li He's emotions, he knew why Li He hated Song Qian, although this hatred was incomprehensible in the eyes of others.

"Done?" Wake up and remove the barrier.

He Zhidrunk nodded.

"It's time to go back after reading it. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he successfully sent He Zhidrunk back to the liquor store after casting a spell, and then buried a golden pill in Li He's memory.

He Zhizhi was drunk and lazy, feeling as if he had slept for a long, long time, but he opened his phone and looked. It was only half an hour.

Worry-free and woke up, she snapped her fingers, Li He's eyelids moved, and he woke up.

With the rage of the past.

"I already know all about your past, you don't need to tell the story, I'll just draw it myself, about the dream...... Is it right to kill Song Qian?" and poured himself a cup of sherbet.

"Yes, I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him!" Li He roared.

"Good, good. Ji Wuwu chuckled, "I checked just now, Song Qian's life span still has twenty years left, sir, you still have more than sixty years of life, are you willing to take out your twenty years of life to let Song Qian pass away?"

"I do. Li He replied very firmly.

"No, no, no—you don't want to!" He Zhidrunk stopped.

"Auntie, I entered his memory, I can sense his emotional changes, he doesn't want to kill Song Qian, he is just carried away by the trough, auntie, don't be like this!" He Zhidrunk tugged on his carefree sleeves tightly, begging.

Every customer who comes to the nameless liquor store to trade is here to fulfill his dream of peace and tranquility.

He Zhidrunk didn't want to see Li He regret it, and he didn't want to see that he had no worries and his hands were covered with blood.

Although there is no need to worry, the blood on his hands has long become a great river.

"Am I a dream builder or are you a dream builder? Li He is a guest, or are you a guest? Is this your business?"

Origin and extinction, life and death are determined by fate, and everything is determined by heaven. She is just a dream builder, responsible for helping people realize their dreams, not responsible for helping people sort out those love and hatred.

She is carefree, she has never been a great good person, whether she kills or becomes a demon, she only fulfills the principles of the transaction and her own purpose.

"Aunt ......" He didn't look worry-free, and he saw a trace of indifference in his eyes, and he knew that it was useless to persuade him to be carefree.

"Li He, have you forgotten, how Song Qian pulled you out of the darkness? Have you ever understood what kind of life Song Qian has lived over the years? Yes, I am trapped by your memory, I know all your hatred and all your unwillingness, but now I am a bystander, I hope you are sensible, maybe Song Qian has more hardships than you!" He Zhidrunk said excitedly.

He'd never seen a carefree kill, to be precise, he'd grown so big that he'd never seen anyone die. He was well protected by no worries, and the withering and passing of life was a pain.

It was precisely because he had entered Li He's memory that he didn't want Li He to suffer again.

"Heh, why can't the dream builder even kill a person? Who are you? What qualifications do you have to persuade me, no one can really empathize, I want to kill him, I want to kill him!!" Li He said.

"You heard it, the guest said that he wanted to kill Song Qian, I can only be satisfied as a dream builder, if you can't bear to see it, you can go back to the room, don't affect me to cast spells here. He Zhidrunk glanced at him without worry.

Then he took out a dream painting pen and a mountain and sea scroll, and quickly drew a murderous intent on the mountain and sea scroll, pointing directly at the Hades Palace.

Hades then opened the Book of Life and Death and erased Song Qian's name.

Since the worry-free movement was too fast, He Zhidrunk had not yet seen the will clearly.

Song Qian died.

Dreams, all right.

"What I promised you is done, and your life is mine, welcome to me next time, Mr. Li. Neither carefree smiled.

He ...... Is it really dead?" Li He seemed to be a little unconvinced.

"Yes, he's really dead, don't believe you can watch. He was carefree, and then pulled out a picture.

In the picture, Song Qian just walked out of the company's building, suddenly suffered a myocardial infarction, and died after rescue efforts failed.

Song Qian was in some pain when he died, but his face after death was very peaceful, as if he was just asleep.