After my soul traveled through time and space, I became the male protagonist Bai Yueguang

Lu Siming was holding a bottle of wine in his hand, staggering on the way back to the room. The wind was cold, his head was dizzy, his feet were heavy, the road was long, and the scenery in front of him was blurry and clear at times. A figure suddenly appeared on the deserted road.

He looked carefully and made out the outline of the man. He was wearing a black uniform, his posture was straight, his face was handsome but a little cold, he had a cigarette in his hand and was puffing smoke from his mouth. He seemed to have sensed Lu Siming's approach, he tilted his head and looked over, his eyes were like a cold sword ready to be unsheathed at any time, falling on Lu Siming's body, with a faint smile on his lips.

As they got closer, Lu Siming recognized the man. He was the one who appeared in the photo in the post together with Shen Zhao. He had also seen him in the parking lot just now. He was driving for them. The cold wind from the sea blew in and hit Lu Siming's face directly, making him sober up a little and his body tensed up.

Compared to Lu Siming's unfamiliarity with him, Situ Rui knew Lu Siming quite well. Firstly, because Lu Siming was the future heir of the Lu family, there was some overlap in business between them; secondly, this person frequently appeared beside Shen Zhao, and he happened to have to report Shen Zhao's whereabouts to Mu Yanchen recently. As a result, they became quite familiar with each other.

As Lu Siming got closer, he could feel Situ Rui's strange gaze. He was a young man. Although his family was rich, his experience was not comparable to Situ Rui's. He had also drunk some wine, so he immediately lost his temper. He and Situ Rui were almost the same height, so it was no problem for him to look directly at him. "What's the matter?"

When Situ Rui was asked this question, he smiled, and there was a smile in the corners of his eyes, "Young Master Lu, there is no need to be so aggressive. Maybe we will have a chance to meet again in the future."

"Don't bother with that. It's not up to you to decide whether to meet or not!" Lu Siming's tone became worse when he thought that the man in front of him was related to Shen Zhao. Besides, this man was just a driver! How could he, the future heir of the Lu family, be worse than him? In the future, he would only be in a high position, while the man in front of him was only fit to be someone's driver! Shen Zhao was blind!

Situ Rui raised his eyebrows. Although he didn't know what Lu Siming was thinking, he wouldn't argue with a young man who had just reached adulthood. Lu Siming was right. If it wasn't for Mu Yanchen's instructions, he probably wouldn't bother to care about the whereabouts of this young man. "Indeed, but I have to advise you on one thing. Don't even think about things that you shouldn't think about."

After saying that, he left without caring about Lu Siming's expression. He had to meet his old friend in the bar.

Lu Siming's face turned red and blue. His thoughts were buried very deeply in his heart, and he would not reveal them even in front of Shen Zhao now. But that man seemed to have stripped off all his outer clothes, knowing how filthy he was inside. He was indeed not as bright and handsome as he appeared in front of everyone. In fact, when he saw those two people making love this morning, although he was extremely disgusted with them, it was undeniable that when he knew that Shen Zhao might get involved and even give himself to Yuan Hongwei, the anger at that moment swallowed him like a wave. Then, after knowing some of the circumstances, he began to fantasize about the scene of Shen Zhao under him, and his body was once in a state where he could hardly control himself.

His eyes were dark as he stared at the half-empty bottle of whiskey. He swung his hand and the bottle smashed to the ground, breaking into pieces.

Hearing the noise, a waiter came running over from somewhere, looked at the wreckage on the ground and then glanced at Lu Siming whose face was flushed. He was originally in a state of anger and ready to explode, but he quickly lowered his head. These waiters were all professionally trained, and the faces of some key figures had long been deeply engraved in their minds. The young man in front of him with a gloomy face was one of them, someone who could not be offended. The waiter stood in the distance and did not get close at all.

Lu Siming glanced at him and walked away without looking back.

At this time, the waiter dared to run forward to clean up the residue on the ground, muttering: "These young masters are so difficult to serve. I said before that the one from the Lu family was the one with the best temper among them, but I didn't expect that he is just a rotten thing inside!"

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Shen Zhao carefully put the bottle of poisonous blood back into the refrigerator for storage. Remembering that tonight was a rare bonfire party, she walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass and pulled open the curtains. The bonfire was like a beam of light in the dark night, attracting everyone's attention. There were black dots surrounding it. Shen Zhao knew that they were students from Deyan Middle School. The black dots kept moving and swirled around the bonfire.

Shen Zhao couldn't help but stare in a daze. In the past, she was always alone in school because she was sent to school as a supplementary student due to her young age. Her academic workload was many times greater than that of normal students. She could not participate in lively activities like this. Most of the time, she didn't even know when it was held. Many times, it was over. She only found out about it from the fragments of discussion of some classmates when she walked past them.

She laughed at herself and suddenly felt that she was quite stupid at that time. She did not really enjoy such school days. Even now, when she no longer existed in the world, she stood on a high place like an outsider, overlooking it all.

She stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The lights in the room were dimmed, casting her elongated shadow on the ground. She felt not lonely despite being alone. She was focused on the hustle and bustle on the beach but did not notice the open door. The man, wrapped in a blanket, walked slowly behind her barefoot. The blanket fell gently on her shoulders. The weight on her shoulders made her sober up. She turned to look at the person behind her, a little surprised, but not panicked.

Her expression was gentle, and she looked up at the man's slightly lowered and dark eyes, "Why did you come out?"

She was confident in her medical skills, but it was extremely rare to wake up in such a short time. Shen Zhao narrowed his eyes. She had to say that Mu Yanchen's original physical fitness was extremely strong, otherwise it would have been impossible for her to persist for so many years under the invasion of such a toxin. If she had not appeared in time, she might not have lived beyond the time limit specified by Zhao Qing.

Mu Yanchen was wearing thin clothes, and his whole body was thin and bony. He had lost the sharpness that he had when they first met, and was only left with a weak body. Shen Zhao felt sorry for him. She raised her eyes and said in a very gentle voice, "You should wear more."

As she spoke, she took the blanket that was draped over herself and walked behind him, placing her hands on his shoulders. She wanted to pull her hands back but it was too late. Her hands were held tightly by him and the blanket slid down her silk pajamas to the ground.

With a cry of surprise, Shen Zhao was pulled to Mu Yanchen's chest, his back leaning against him, his waist crossed by his hands, the faint bitter smell of his medicine lingering around him.

She couldn't see his expression, but she could feel his breath approaching her.

Just as she was about to break free, his voice finally rang in her ears, "Is the bonfire nice?"

Shen Zhao was stunned. She turned her head and bumped into those emotional black eyes. Her heart skipped a beat. Why did he ask that? She knew her position very well. She was just a high school student sponsored by him, and now she could cure his disease inconceivably. But these were not enough for him to ask such a question. It was as if he cared about her life very much, and what he asked was indeed the regret and desire in her heart, but how could he?

The question in Shen Zhao's eyes could not escape Mu Yanchen's eyes. He chuckled and asked again patiently, "Does it look good?"

He stubbornly wanted to know what she was thinking. This bonfire was not only Sheng Baiyi's regret, but also Mu Yanchen's. He had stood far away but never approached. Now everything has changed. Even if he dragged such a sick body, he would not let her go! What wishing her happiness, what watching her marry the person she loves, no one knows her better than him, no one loves her more than him! He regretted letting her go free. If he hadn't let her out of his sight, the painful drowning would not have happened!

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, hiding the momentary madness in her eyes, as if it had never appeared, but her hands clenched even tighter.

Shen Zhao stopped struggling and looked at the bonfire below. The bonfire was huge and the flames kept jumping. From a distance, it flickered, as if her heart was as hot as before. "It looks good."

"I'll watch it with you for a while, okay?" Mu Yanchen asked, keeping his hands still and showing no intention of letting go.

Shen Zhao tilted his head and asked, "Mr. Mu, do you also like to watch bonfires?" Otherwise, how to explain his current behavior?

“Just enjoyed watching it with you.”

The low and hoarse voice echoed in Shen Zhao's ears. She seemed to be hallucinating. Why? Mu Yanchen clearly had someone hidden in his heart, but why did he come to provoke her now?

A faint displeasure lingered in her heart, overshadowing the momentary excitement. She didn't like beating around the bush. She turned around and looked at Mu Yanchen with clear eyes, "Can I know why? I'm just a high school student who happened to be able to help Mr. Mu. Mr. Mu doesn't need to transfer his affection to me. It will give me an illusion."

Mu Yanchen stared at her deeply, the emotions brewing in his eyes were enough to engulf her. After a long silence, he slowly said, "I haven't transferred my feelings. It has always been you."

Brilliant fireworks exploded in the night sky, the sound was loud enough to drown out Mu Yanchen's words, but Shen Zhao still heard it. She widened her eyes and stared at Mu Yanchen in disbelief, "But... Situ Rui didn't say that!"

Mu Yanchen frowned, and silently remembered it in his heart. He glanced at the person in his arms, "You will know later. It's too early now."

He reluctantly released the shackles on her. He lowered his eyes to hide the pain in them, "Go back. It will be too late if you don't go back now."

Shen Zhao almost fled, and she had a new understanding of Mu Yanchen. She had previously thought that Mu Yanchen had kept "Shen Zhao" as his mistress, but now, she looked at the closed door with a complicated expression. Perhaps from the beginning, Mu Yanchen had kept "Shen Zhao" as his wife, and only seeing her once a month was perhaps because "Shen Zhao" was still underage? Or maybe Mu Yanchen himself was a lolita control?

This thought lingered in her mind, and the budding excitement disappeared in the sandstorm.

It was already early morning when Shen Zhao returned to the room, but fortunately Xu Ke had not come back yet. She sent her a message, "Where are you? Haven't come back yet?"

These words sounded like a villain making the first complaint. It was clearly her who stayed out all night first, and now she is turning the tables. Shen Zhao looked at her and chuckled.

After a while, a reply came from the other side, "Just got back, the fireworks tonight are so great! Thank you for the arrangement of the grade group!"

Shen Zhao also watched the fireworks. It was a good experience. The 30th floor was very close to the fireworks, but she learned a secret that she shouldn't have known. She felt a little upset and even a little melancholy. She sighed and decided to make the best of it. She had already boarded Mu Yanchen's boat and it would be difficult to back out now. Shen Zhao began to hate herself for being so soft-hearted and uncontrollable, and for being so frequent with the same person.

The next day, the senior year group trip was completely over, with each class being assigned a bus.

On the bus, Shen Zhao and several members sat in the front and back rows respectively, and found that the atmosphere in the bus was a bit weird. Including the class teacher, other students in the bus were quite silent. Even the most noisy student didn't say much.

"What's going on?" Ma Shuyi asked the two people sitting behind him through the gap between the seats. Although Li Kui was wearing headphones and listening to English words, the volume was actually turned down very low, and he kept his ears perked up, waiting to listen to gossip.

Shen Zhao could roughly guess where the heavy atmosphere came from. If there was one biggest event that happened on this trip, it would be that order. Looking at the solemn expression of the head teacher, she knew that this matter was no trivial matter. She did the first half, and she had no time to take care of what happened in the second half. After all, Mu Yanchen fell ill at that time, and it was difficult for her to understand. What's more, Situ Rui helped to clean up the whole thing, so she was not panicked at all. Anyway, it couldn't be blamed on her.

She was a little curious about Yuan Hongwei and Fang Cheng. After all, these two were the direct parties involved. Because they were in different classes, she had not been able to meet them from yesterday to today.

Xu Ke leaned forward slightly, moved closer to the space between the seats, and lowered his voice and said, "You probably don't know that the head of the grade group took Yuan Hongwei and Fang Cheng back to Deyan last night."

"How did you know about this?" Ma Shuyi asked in surprise, and he also wanted to ask Shen Zhao and Li Kui at the same time.

Xu Ke glanced at a few people and said, "I returned to my room very late last night."

Shen Zhao could confirm this. After all, when she went back last night, Xu Ke had not come back yet. She had been thinking of using some excuse to fool the good girl, but the reality was that it was of no use.

Xu Ke glanced at Shen Zhao and continued, "Because I temporarily lost my ID card, I went to find the lobby manager and the head teacher. There was no one in the lobby at that time, so the scene of the head of the grade escorting the two people to the car became particularly eye-catching. I saw it, and I don’t know what happened. The head of the grade had a terrible expression. Yuan Hongwei was still nonchalant, but Fang Cheng looked like he had cried, with tears on his face!"