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

Mo Yanshu sat at the small table for a while. Under the dim light, he looked at Li Muchen, who was sleeping soundly on the bed. There was a hint of infatuation in his eyes, and his fists were clenched tighter and tighter.

In his previous life, he had explored all the roads, so there would be no problem. There would definitely be no problem this time...

After exhaling slowly, he stood up, walked to the door, turned off the light, and lay down beside Li Muchen with his clothes on. He carefully moved closer to Li Muchen, leaned against the person he had been thinking about day and night, and closed his eyes.

……

"Yanshu, live on..."

A familiar and ethereal voice rang in my ears, and there was a white mist in front of my eyes. Apart from that, I could not see anything.

Mo Yanshu looked everywhere, but no matter how he turned, he was the only one around.

"Yanshu... Yanshu... live on..."

"Mu Chen! Li Muchen!!!" he shouted, suddenly sat up, and gasped for breath.

The raindrops hit the glass, making a crisp sound.

"Shh-"

It was still dark outside the window and rain was pouring down without stopping, accompanied by strong winds.

"I don't have classes in the morning, so I'll sleep a little longer."

There was a nonchalant murmur around me, and the person next to me raised his hand to rub his eyes, turned over, and the sound became silent again. In a blink of an eye, the sound of even breathing could be heard again.

Mo Yanshu pursed his lips tightly, his eyes filled with coldness and fierceness because of the dream just now. He slowly took two deep breaths, raised his hand and stroked Li Muchen's soft hair, and his whole body gradually softened.

"Don't touch my chicken legs..."

Listening to Li Muchen's mumbling in his sleep, Mo Yanshu curled his lips slightly, leaned down and lay back on the bed, carefully holding him in his arms, afraid that he would wake him up accidentally. The warm touch and the familiar mint smell made him greedy.

Muchen, how can I protect you...

The moment I opened my eyes, the sky was still gloomy, and the heavy rain outside had not stopped, and the sound of water drops falling was very clear. The window was opened a little, and cool and humid air came in.

Mo Yanshu couldn't remember how long it had been since he had a good sleep like this. The moment he turned his head, he saw Li Muchen standing at the window looking out, muttering softly: "I said the rain wouldn't stop. I think the water is going to flood the entire first floor."

"It will definitely stop before noon." Mo Yanshu replied in a low voice.

Li Muchen raised his hand to close the window and locked the lock: "Yanshu, what's that saying again... Every profession has its own specialty, right! I think you should leave the prediction and fortune-telling to me."

Mo Yanshu's face darkened when he heard that. He quickly strode to the window and pulled Li Muchen to the side of the window.

"I said, it will definitely stop before noon." His voice was very deep and the expression on his face was so gloomy that water could drip out of it.

Li Muchen sighed, raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "Calm down, brother, calm down!"

Mo Yanshu had a cold face and frowned slightly: "Mu Chen, you better be obedient, otherwise I really don't know what I will do..."

Li Muchen looked at Mo Yanshu's red eyes, and at that moment there seemed to be a flash of water, but it disappeared in just a moment.

He rubbed his eyes in some surprise.

Inkstone Book...

Cried?

Li Muchen was shocked by his own thoughts and frowned. He held Mo Yanshu's shoulders with both hands and said, "Yanshu, tell me, what happened? I'm telling you, I've learned some psychology by myself, and you can consult me ​​anytime you have any questions, in fact, you can do it now. I'm not shy with you about our relationship, so don't hide it."

"Do you believe me when I tell you that I died four times just to save you?" Mo Yanshu's eyes darkened and he spoke slowly. His voice was low and carried his unique magnetism, which went straight into Li Muchen's heart.

"What? What's the matter with death? Dying four times..." Li Muchen scratched his head, his eyes full of confusion.

Mo Yanshu sighed deeply and said nothing more.

Li Muchen felt his shoulder sink, and when he turned around, he found that Mo Yanshu's chin was resting on his shoulder. His cheek rubbed against Mo Yanshu's hair, which was soft and a little itchy.

"You won't believe it. But every time I come back, it's for you..."

Mo Yanshu's voice was very small, like a small drop of water falling into a calm lake, causing ripples and crashing straight into Li Muchen's heart.

"I... don't understand... what do you mean by you died four times... was it in a dream or..."

He was speaking incoherently, and suddenly he was at a loss. He didn't know where to put his hands at his side. After hesitating for a moment, he raised his hands and hugged the fragile Mo Yanshu in front of him, who seemed to be vulnerable to a blow. He hugged this Mo Yanshu whom he almost didn't recognize...

"Mu Chen, I really miss you. I really don't want to walk this road alone anymore... Please don't leave me, okay?"

Mo Yanshu's voice seemed to be poured into his ear, hoarse and mellow. Li Muchen's heart tightened for no reason and then ached.

Suppressing this inexplicable emotion, he raised his voice to comfort: "Mo Yanshu, listen carefully, I won't let this happen, no matter what happened before, but I, won't."

"Hmm." Mo Yanshu snorted softly, then raised his head and whispered in his ear, "Look, the rain has stopped."

"What? No..." Li Muchen turned around and looked out the window before he finished his words.

I don’t know when, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the sunlight shone through the gaps in the clouds, shining on the water, making it sparkling.

Li Muchen's eyes widened in disbelief, and he suddenly opened the window, letting the moist and slightly cool air rush towards him. He stretched his hand out of the window, turned his head sharply, stared at Mo Yanshu and said, "Fuck! You are so accurate!"

But Mo Yanwen didn't show any joy at all, but became even more gloomy. He took a step forward, one hand on the windowsill, his eyes deep, like an abyss with no bottom to see.

He looked out the window and said in a deep voice, "No, the time has been advanced."

"What do you mean in advance?" Li Muchen moved awkwardly. Mo Yanshu leaned against his back like a mountain. He didn't know why. He was 1.85 meters tall, which was not short among ordinary people. But when standing next to Mo Yanshu, he felt as if he was much shorter.

He raised his eyes and glanced over. Mo Yanshu was leaning on the windowsill beside him with one hand, as if he was half holding him in his arms.

"cough!"

He coughed lightly, moved a little further away, and then looked outside in the direction of Mo Yanshu's gaze.

The water had already soaked through more than half of the floor, and the long-lost sunlight shone on it, shining brightly. The water was at least one and a half meters deep, so it would be difficult to get out directly.

Li Muchen looked up at the sky, and the strange feeling in his heart became even stronger.

The sun did come out, but it wasn't a clear, cloudless sky.

There was a bit more gloomy air. I don't know if it was because the sun was steaming out water mist, but Langning University was now shrouded in a light mist...