Two...... Two Jiang Cong?

The system hesitated for a while before suddenly reacting, this was Jiang Cong's dream, and it was normal for him to appear.

But how did he get here?

When he turned his head to look at Anyang, the other party had already turned around and looked at Jiang Cong, who was trembling on the edge of the building.

"I said how he suddenly changed his attitude towards me," An Yang smiled, this smile, as if relieved by enlightenment, "It turned out that he wanted to make up for ......"

"Aren't they together?" The system noticed her choice of words and asked curiously.

"It's just compensation for compassion," An Yang didn't know how many things he had seen in his dreams, but she remembered everything clearly.

No matter how many times she is reincarnated, she wants to break free from her own destiny.

No, those fates are not hers, they are imposed on her by this world!

"Even so, he still doesn't know who Haowen is," An Yang slowly stood up, staring at Jiang Cong's figure condescendingly, as if looking at a dying ant.

She never wanted anyone to pity her, especially the one who started it all.

She could still recall the first life, when Jiang Cong saw the amazement in her eyes. At that time, Jiang Cong said that every part of her body grew on the point he liked.

But with He Yingying, he forgot all the vows and alliances.

The picture in front of him did not dissipate because of Jiang Cong's collapse, but a drifting heavy rain doused the bright sky.

Anyang saw his former self, standing outside a villa like a chicken in soup.

The square pillars made of granite were once inlaid with a piece of polished amber, and inside were delicately composed of two letters, AJ, with black diamonds.

The world that once belonged to her and Jiang Cong is now abandoned like that door number.

"He looks at these pictures all day long, and it's hard not to be psychopathic," An Yang looked away coldly.

Jiang Cong's dream is like masochism, repeatedly playing all the misunderstandings and injuries in the past, and the chaotic intertwined pictures seem to have happened in just one day.

When Anyang said this, he saw that his own system was already crying.

Large tears formed a small puddle in the dream.

"Woo woo, why do the hosts suffer all this? My host is glamorous, there is no way to have these pictures! ”

"It's those villains who can't wait to hold the host in the palm of their hands and pet them for a lifetime."

The corners of An Yang's mouth twitched, "Well, if you listen to the story behind, you won't think I'm a good person." ”

The system snorted aggrievedly, "They treat you like that, I can't be angry if you cook Jiang Cong." ”

Anyang: "......"

"I don't need you to say that villains never end well. But the host is different from other villains! The host is not a bad guy! ”

An Yang compared herself with the villains of the previous world a little and came to a positive conclusion, compared to which she is really innocent and kind.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth naturally curled.

"That's right," she raised her eyebrows, "I've tried everything I can think of over the years, and it's really challenging to stay away from them, or change the plot." ”

Pity...... It didn't end well......

"So my encounter with the host was predestined! I'm your little angel! The system turned its head and stopped looking at the upsetting Jiang Cong, and straightened his small chest, like a flatulent balloon.