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

The soft touch on his lips only stayed for a moment before leaving, and Mo Yanshu was slightly stunned.

Meeting the sparkling eyes of the person in front of him, his gaze slowly moved downwards, finally settling on Li Muchen's slightly red lips, and his breathing stagnated.

Li Muchen chuckled: "What are you standing there for~"

As he spoke, Li Muchen tightened his arms around his neck.

"Hold tight."

He opened his mouth and responded softly, then exerted force with his arms and pulled the person into his arms.

"Wow~" Li Muchen exclaimed, and then clung to Mo Yanshu's body like an octopus.

Mo Yanshu chuckled and said nothing, walking very steadily step by step. Li Muchen put his arm around his neck and leaned gently on his shoulder, his hair brushing across his neck, making it a little itchy.

He had just taken a few steps when he heard Li Muchen lying on his shoulder and laughing foolishly.

"What are you laughing at?" he asked in a low voice.

Li Muchen leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Nothing, I'm just very happy. If I ask you to hold me, then hold me. If I'm really tired and ask you to help me take a bath, will you help me?"

Mo Yanshu suddenly thought of some strange images when he heard the voice. A blush climbed up his neck and reached the tip of his ear. He didn't say anything, but shook his head slowly. He took two quick steps, slowly loosened his grip, put the person in the bathroom, and then said, "Be good, wash yourself."

After he finished speaking, he didn't even pause for a moment. He turned around and walked out of the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Li Muchen was left standing alone at the bathroom door, staring blankly at the closed door.

Mo Yanshu sat at the small table, raised his hand to touch his pounding chest, and took a deep breath slowly.

Not the same.

So much has changed in this life...

Does Muchen know what he was doing just now...

Can he...

Can we just continue like this...

But if this continues, he will only want more and more...

There was a huge mirror in front of the small table. Mo Yanshu slowly raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror. The tips of his ears were slightly red and his hair was neatly trimmed. Li Muchen had helped him trim it when he was in the library before.

For some reason, looking at himself in the mirror, he suddenly remembered how confused he was in his previous lives after Li Muchen was gone, which formed a sharp contrast with the person in the mirror at this moment.

Mo Yanshu was a little dazed for a moment.

"Yanshu...live a good life..."

An ethereal voice came from somewhere, and Mo Yanshu suddenly came back to his senses.

What was that just now...

"Crash-"

The sound of water came from the bathroom, accompanied by the sound of Li Muchen humming a song, and it reached his ears clearly.

Mo Yanshu took a deep breath slowly, his eyes darkening.

He must not make the same mistake again in this life, he would never leave his side, no matter what, they could not be separated again...

"Click."

Mo Yanshu turned around suddenly when he heard the sound, and saw that the bathroom door was ajar.

"Brother Yanshu, please help me get some clothes from my bag." Li Muchen stretched out a hand from behind the door with a smile, his voice carrying his unique cheerfulness.

Mo Yanshu's breathing stagnated, and after a two-second pause, he replied, "Okay."

After Li Muchen came out, Mo Yanshu glanced at him, then looked away, took his things, turned around and went into the bathroom.

Li Muchen: ???

Is he some kind of scourge?

Why run so fast...

……

The warm water rushed over his body and Mo Yanshu slowly closed his eyes.

Memories came flooding back.

In the last life, the life before that...

Bit by bit…

He gently touched the corner of his lips, and the touch of Microsoft seemed to still linger on his lips...

His Muchen...

What should he do with him...

When I came out of the bathroom, Li Muchen was already asleep on the bed with a book called "The Secret of Face Reading" open in his hand.

Mo Yanshu sat down on the bed while wiping his hair, gently put the book away and placed it on the bedside table. He raised his hand and gently touched Li Muchen's face.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he slowly leaned over and kissed his lips.

"Stop it..." Li Muchen raised his hand and pulled it, muttering softly.

Mo Yanshu shook his head helplessly, tiptoed onto the bed, slowly lay down next to Li Muchen, raised his hand and held him in his arms, feeling warm.

Smelling the clean and fresh scent on him, Mo Yanshu slowly closed his eyes.

……

The air was thick with fog and the wind was bitingly cold. The sky and the earth were all grey.

Mo Yanshu opened his eyes and looked around at the foggy world. He was the only one in the vast universe.

Soon, fine and dense rain began to float in the air.

He raised his hand, and the raindrops hit his palm, causing a stinging sensation.

There was a thin layer of water on the ground. He frowned and ran forward two steps, only to find that the scenery all around him was exactly the same.

"Yanshu, you have to live well without me..."

"Yanshu...stay alive..."

The ethereal voice echoed throughout the space.

Mo Yanshu looked up and saw raindrops falling from the sky. The sky was gray and boundless.

"I love you...Live on..."

When he looked up, he saw a familiar figure standing not far away, with his back to him, and a layer of fluorescent light covering his body.

He ran towards the figure, but it suddenly began to slowly dissipate. The faster he ran, the faster the figure disappeared.

Do not……

do not go……

What is life without you...

When he ran closer, there was nothing left there, only endless raindrops beating coldly on his body.

"Mu Chen... don't go... don't leave me..."

He whispered.

"Yeah, don't worry, I won't leave. I'll be with you forever."

The familiar voice suddenly seemed real and very close, as if it was right next to his ear.

Mo Yanshu frowned tightly, and the next moment, he forced himself to open his eyes.

What came into view was Li Muchen's face full of worry.

Dream... huh...

He blinked, his body stiffening for some reason. The ethereal voice in his dream seemed to still linger in his ears.

The person in front of him held his face gently, his hands warm.

"Mu Chen..." he called out.

"I'm here, I'm here, Yanshu baby, you're having a nightmare again..." Li Muchen nodded repeatedly and raised his hand to pat him again and again.

"Touching his fur won't scare him; pulling his ears will scare him for a while..." As he spoke, Li Muchen raised his hand and gently touched his head, then pulled his ears.

The warm touch was so real that Mo Yanshu gradually came back to his senses.

"Mu Chen!" Mo Yanshu pulled the man into his arms, as if he wanted to melt him into his bones and blood, and held him tightly in his arms, unable to move.

"Although...but..." Li Muchen struggled a little, but finally gave up and raised his hand to pat his back again and again, "I'm here, don't be afraid..."

Li Muchen was actually woken up by Mo Yanshu.

When he woke up, he found Mo Yanshu with his eyes closed, sleeping very uneasily, and mumbling something under his mouth. It took him a long time to hear clearly that he was calling his name.

Listening to his voice, I don't know why, but my heart felt like it was being gripped by a huge hand, making me feel suffocated.

Li Muchen looked at Mo Yanshu's slightly red eyes and suddenly couldn't hold back. It seemed as if something in his heart broke. He slowly raised his head and gently kissed his eyes, his nose, and his lips.

"I'm here, don't be afraid... I'm here..."