Chapter 41 Leg Pendant for School Grass 41
In fact, she had already woken up, but He Yongle had been talking to herself here before, so she could only continue to close her eyes and pretend that the effect of the medicine had not passed.
Although she didn't dare to pretend to be faint in front of the police, but in front of He Yongle, coupled with the drug, she just had to adjust her breathing and not open her eyes.
"Lele? Do you deserve to call me that? The corners of He Yongle's mouth hooked up a mocking arc.
"Lele, I asked myself if I was ever sorry for you anywhere since I was a child, and I never hurt you. On the contrary, it is you who frame me again and again, do you really hate me so much? Yu Sheng looked at He Yongle with a sad face, and tears flowed down like pearls with broken threads.
Actually, Yu Sheng wanted to hold back his tears, but he didn't know why he couldn't hold back at all!
I was so sad and sad that I wanted to die.
She was very sure that this was definitely not her own emotion, after all, she had nothing to do with He Yongle strictly speaking.
She couldn't be sad for someone who was always looking for trouble.
"System, the original owner won't still be in the body, right?" Yu Sheng suddenly thought of this possibility, and the whole person was not good.
[Ding, please rest assured, the host is only a residual thought left in the body, and it will dissipate after she completes her wish. 】
"Oh, well!" Yu Sheng said clearly in his heart.
"What do you know? Sometimes no harm is the greatest harm. He Yongle looked at Yu Sheng's heart-rending roar with resentment, and seemed to find that his behavior just now was not very good, so he continued to say softly like water, "Yu Sheng, no matter what you say now, it's useless, anyway, I have nothing and don't care about anything." ”
"How could you have nothing? Have you forgotten your dreams? Don't you want to be a big star and make a lot of money? Yu Sheng disagreed.
"Dreams? Without an economic foundation, how can we talk about dreams? He Yongle smiled miserably.
How could she not want to make her dream come true.
But is it so easy to be an art student? Without money as a basis, what qualifications does she have to be an art student?
Not to mention anything else, the tuition fee for a bachelor's degree alone ranges from 10,000 to 25,000, plus training outside, even if it takes tens of thousands of dollars for half a year......
And there are other tuition and fees, etc.
In the past, with her godfather, she could still have dreams, but now her dreams have been completely shattered.
She was just an orphan, and there was no way her mother could give her that much money to study.
"......" Yu Sheng suddenly stopped.
Yes, cultivating an art student is really not something that ordinary people can afford.
"Yu Sheng, haven't you always been kind? Since my life has been ruined by you, then we sisters will never be separated from now on, okay? Don't worry, when you die, I will definitely accompany you immediately. He Yongle had tears in his eyes, a trademark smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked towards Yu Sheng step by step.
“…… You, what are you going to do? Yu Sheng looked at He Yongle like this, and suddenly had an ominous premonition.
"What to do? Of course, it is to let you enjoy that feeling of soaring in the clouds. He Yongle closed his eyes and looked like he was enjoying himself.
A minute later, she opened her eyes, and a syringe appeared in her hand at some point, and she squatted in front of Yu Sheng with excitement in her eyes.
"Na, it hurts a little at first, but it doesn't hurt after a while, do you have to endure it?"
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