MTL - Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

She clearly worked so hard, so she tried to stay with him, but in the end she could not get anything.

At this moment, Du Xing suddenly thought that since she had gone out of the dust, no one could stay with Du Jiusheng, what she was doing in these years.

What, what are you doing...

After that day, Du Jiusheng never appeared at home again.

Even the big fee Zhou Zhang has refurbished the wardrobe of the new house, and is not willing to step into the home half step.

Probably because of the disappearance of Luo Dust, he understood many things.

What he cherishes, his family has never been as cherished as he is, even -

Whether his mother or the ferry star has always stopped happiness, only his father will drink two glasses of wine with him from time to time.

"Nine life! You are my son has always been my pride. Including the people you choose, my father is very satisfied. It is just impermanence, you should not be too persistent."

Whenever this time, Du Jiusheng always smiled and drank a glass of wine and responded: "I know Dad."

Du Ling naturally knows that this sentence ‘I know it’ is just a matter of crossing the nine life.

But he knew his son's temper and didn't ask much. Until, when two people were drinking each other without a word, when they returned to the room -

Du Jiusheng always silently said to the air: "I will wait for her, never die."

This is when Du Jiusheng is alone, like a fool, or a promise like a madman.

It’s just this so-called promise, and Luo Dianchen simply can’t hear it.

Time passed quickly, and most of the investigations about Murong have been carried out, and it is not until I realize the second year.

Du Jiusheng still looks for her fiancee in a big time, but the second year has passed.

He not only lost the news of Luo Dust, but even the news of Luo Qianmu was lost.

The third year, the fourth year, the fifth year...

Until the fifth year, all the stories really opened.

The five years of this time are not only the suffering of the nine-year-olds, but also the dust.

After Nian'an was born, someone finally opened the door of the hotel for her. It was the first hundred days of Nian's birth.

Luo Dust has almost reached the point where he was forced to die. Luo Qianmu finally did not want his sister to be so tormented and opened the door of the hotel.

A cold breeze came, and the hotel's promenade was filled with flowers.

Perhaps this place cannot be called a hotel because it is not a hotel at all.

Luo smashed a bit and felt extraordinarily cold. According to time, it should be close to spring, it can't be so cold.

“Where is this?” Luo Dingsheng was surprised: “How is it so cold?”

"This is the island of Muxian in the Antarctic." Xiaohong looked at her: "This is an island, and it is very close to the South Pole. This island can be regarded as the base of the young master."

"Here is a few floors."

"Six floors."

“Is this a villa right?”

"Yes."

Luo Dianchen knows that his initial judgment is wrong. This is not a high-rise hotel.

The reason why she can't hear any sound is because there is no one in it.

"I want to go back to China." Luo Dian looked at Xiao Hongdao: "Since my brother has opened this door for me, why not let me go back to China."

"Miss, you can't go back."

"why?"

“There are two days and two nights of boating from the nearest airport, but the young master has ordered that no ships can get close to it.”