Rebirth in the End of the World: My Little Godly Man

"Mu Chen! You..."

The moment Li Muchen approached, Mo Yanshu was almost frightened to death by him.

Hearing the sound of even breathing, Mo Yanshu realized that Li Muchen had fallen asleep.

He was slightly stunned, his eyes fixed on Li Muchen's peaceful sleeping face.

"It's okay, go to sleep..." Mo Yanshu raised his hand and gently stroked Li Muchen's face, kissed him on the lips, and his expression softened.

He leaned forward, gripped the handlebars, slowed down, and drove towards the City of Light.

When they returned to the Muchu Hotel, the person at the door was surprised for a moment when he saw that it was the two of them, but he only let them into the hotel in a split second.

Mo Yanshu had already entered the hall, but suddenly thought that Wang Xin might think that they were still trapped in the Zhenshu Gang, so he turned around and walked towards the door again.

The young man standing guard at the door heard footsteps and turned to look at Mo Yanshu.

"Go tell Wang Xin not to worry. The people from the Zhenshu Gang might come to you on their own."

"how do you know……"

Before the young man could finish his words, Mo Yanshu interrupted him: "Please tell him we are back. I will go back to find him later."

The young man didn't ask any more questions when he saw this, but just nodded and said, "I know, I'll go right away, don't worry."

Mo Yanshu nodded, then watched the young man running towards the parking lot. He slowly felt relieved and carried Li Muchen back upstairs.

After carefully putting the person on the bed, he slowly walked into the bathroom.

After casually washing off the dirt on his body and changing into more comfortable clothes, Mo Yanshu sat down at the small table and began to think about the current situation.

Liang Fengyuan should still be in the Zhenshu Gang, and most likely still being held in that building.

I just don’t know if Liang Fengyuan knows what his situation is now.

……

As it grew darker, Liang Fengyuan sat by the window, staring at the slowly setting sun outside, slightly absent-minded.

Footsteps sounded behind him, followed by a slight creaking sound as someone was pressed down on a chair.

He didn't look back, but stared at the sun setting in the sky outside, chuckled, and said nonchalantly: "Hey~ You're back. I heard it, it's really lively outside today."

The chair behind creaked again, and a deep voice rang out: "You are not in a hurry."

"Why should I be anxious? It's not me whose house was robbed." Liang Fengyuan's voice was indifferent, and no emotion could be heard.

"Did someone rescue Wang Xin?" The person behind seemed to have lifted up a corner of the chair, and the chair kept creaking.

Liang Fengyuan's face paused, his heart tightened, and then he stared out the window in a daze, as if he had heard nothing.

"Aren't you in a hurry?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang and the chair legs fell to the ground.

Liang Fengyuan lowered his eyes slightly, and his long eyelashes concealed the emotions in his eyes.

The man walked slowly in front of him, and Liang Fengyuan didn't look at him.

A low laugh sounded above his head, and Liang Fengyuan was a little confused.

The man seemed to stare at him for a few seconds. He didn't say anything, and the man didn't say anything either.

Just like that a few seconds passed, and the man disappeared from his sight. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Da... Da... Da..." The footsteps sounded slowly again. The man stood a little further away from him, and he raised his head.

The man changed his clothes and they were different from the ones he wore in the morning.

The man stood straight and wore a soft old man's round-neck T-shirt. He looked very strong. With his back to him, Liang Fengyuan could clearly see his broad and thick back.

What's so great about having muscles...

Liang Fengyuan rolled his eyes.

“Two people came. You should know them…” The man looked out the window and clenched his fists. As he spoke, he punched the windowsill.

Two people?

"A person who seems to be called something like Book..." As the man spoke, he turned around and leaned against the windowsill, the warm orange-yellow light of the sun shining on his body.

The man looked up at the ceiling as if he was seriously thinking about the name of the intruder.

"Moyanshu." Liang Fengyuan's eyes darkened slightly, and he spoke slowly.

"Oh, yes, it seems so." Hearing this, the man looked down at him and smiled, "Has anyone ever told you that you are beautiful?"

Liang Fengyuan turned his head away with some disgust: "Get out."

"It seems that you still don't understand your situation. Brother, you are a hostage! One of them escaped, and now you are the only one left."

As the man spoke, a sinister smile appeared on his face, his eyes were full of threats and a hint of complacency, as if he had absolute control over the situation before him.

"It doesn't matter. You can kill me or chop me up if you want. There's no point in living in this broken world." Liang Fengyuan still had no expression on his face, and his tone was also light. "Didn't you see when you took me away? I was just a prisoner. How can you threaten them with me?"

After saying that, he smiled faintly: "If you ask me, they might even hope that I don't go back."

The man looked at Liang Fengyuan and frowned slightly, then he pulled out a small knife from somewhere and played with it in his hand.

"Are you going to kill me?" Liang Fengyuan raised his head, chuckled, and exposed his neck. "Just give me a quick death. I'm quite afraid of pain."

The man took a step forward and came over to him, with the cold blade pressed against the carotid artery in his neck.

Liang Fengyuan closed his eyes, then raised his neck and moved towards the blade.

The man seemed to be shocked by his action. He immediately raised his hand to put away the knife and asked in a deep voice, "Why don't you want to live?"

"Why do you talk so much?" Liang Fengyuan slowly opened his eyes and curled his lips.

"You are so beautiful, with such fair skin, it would not look good if you were exposed to blood." The man smiled playfully, "Don't even think about running away, I will sit here and guard you."

"Then sit down." Liang Fengyuan rolled his eyes at him and said nothing more. His eyes darkened and darkened, as if there was a storm stirring in them.

……

At night, Mo Yanshu fell asleep holding Li Muchen.

The next day, sunlight poured into the room through the window, and when Mo Yanshu woke up, it was already bright.

His eyes fell on Li Muchen who was still sleeping beside him, and he slowly raised the corners of his lips. He gently reached out his hand and stroked the side of Li Muchen's face.

They had originally planned to go find Wang Xin together after Li Muchen woke up, but for some reason, Mo Yanshu just stared at him the whole morning, and Li Muchen didn't even move.

After checking Li Muchen's breath and pulse several times to confirm that he was still alive, Mo Yanshu frowned deeply.

not right...

Something is wrong with Li Muchen...

Just when he was about to go out and call Xu Fei to come and see, there was a knock on the door.