Let me live [Quick Transmigration]

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The fingers and palms tightened hard, pinching the fragile throat, and the beating of the blood vessels under the skin quickly became clear under the pressure.

He knelt on both sides of the body below him, pressing his flexible waist tightly, suppressing all struggles.

The smiling black pupils gradually spread, and the slightly parted lips were stained purple, as if attacked by the cold.But from where he was in contact, the heat was still coming through, making him feel comfortable and wanting more.He wanted to bend down and drink the life in this body like a glass of wine—a life that had completely fallen under his control.

but……

No.

His hands dropped from the slender neck.In the dream, he suddenly woke up: this is a dream.

It's just that he couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or if he was caught in someone else's dream.He couldn't even decide who he was—the one who self-regulated so that he became a little boring, or the one who indulged in self-indulgence and couldn't calm down the restlessness?

He let go and felt himself falling into the water.The shallow water submerged most of his body, he smelled the subtle fishy smell unique to aquatic creatures, and at the same time tasted the saltiness of sea water on his lips.The identities of the oppressor and the oppressed are reversed. At this moment, he is below, the real weight of another body is pressing on him, and a pair of cold hands are tentatively groping his shoulders and chest.The feeling of being close to the skin below... His hand touched down, and touched the fine and smooth scales, as well as the thin and soft fins like satin.

The person holding him down laughed.The soft and tactful voice should sound happy, and it lifted his mood.Slippery like a fish tail covered in mucus, gently swaying in the water waves, carelessly dodging the hands he wanted to touch carefully, but the actual effect was more like teasing, making the waist and abdomen cling to each other The feeling becomes more distinct.His hand slid along the smooth and graceful outline of the tail, going upwards in reverse, the edges of the scales scraped across his palm, and narrowed with the lines at the waist, gradually transitioning to delicate skin.

The man who was pressing him lifted himself up a little, creating a gap between their bodies that were already close together, allowing his hand to slide inward.

The slippery surface of aquatic organisms.Where the scales become small and soft...

He suddenly remembered the jar of honey that he knocked over on the kitchen floor a few days ago.The glass cracked, and thick, sweet liquid slowly flowed out from the gap, stuck to his fingers, and flowed all the way down to the wrist.It was sunset, and the last sunlight of that day slanted in through the window. The fine dust was like indistinct whispers, fluttering in the air, and everything in the field of vision was turned into glittering gold by the light.

The splinters cut his hand, and a drop of blood oozed from the fingertip.He put that finger in his mouth and sucked away the sweetened drop of blood.

As the breath fills the lungs, the aroma of honey and sunshine...

The water shook violently.He raised his head, his gaze focused, as if he hadn't seen the face above clearly until this moment.

Deep amber, honey-like irises.sweet.Thinly flushed cheeks.sweet.Lips that parted slightly but refused to make a sound.sweet.His eyes were out of focus and looked dazed.sweet……

The color of the hair is as dark as night.The ends of the hair are like a soft stream of water, falling on the shoulders and flowing down again.The wet trace at the corner of the eye, I don't know if it is sweat or tears, or just splashed water droplets.He had kissed and tasted, but could not taste.

The silhouette touched under the palm changed from a tail to two legs at some point... Kneeling on both sides of his body, just like what he had done in the beginning of the dream.Tensioned, suppressed.Shaking irregularly.

Those cold fingers moved up and down his throat, stroking the Adam's apple that kept sliding up and down because of thirst, as if they were thinking of choking his neck and taking his breath away in the same way.In the end, after all, they did not imitate him and perform that brutal behavior, but instead, the parts that were even more fragile and sensitive than the throat were entangled and tightened, making him truly feel suffocated in another way .

The surroundings were unusually quiet.There is no nasal panting like crying, nor is there a scorching breath that seems to be burning inside the body.No one spoke.Only the sound of water, the sound of undulating and turbulent water, continued to sound... He stared at those eyes for a long time, and he was not willing to give up even a second in the field of vision that was cut into pieces by the current and bright light. move away.

He doesn't remember... meeting "him".

But it seems to be able to recognize "him".

He raised his hand, and water droplets fell from his wet skin, wanting to touch "his" face.With this movement of his, the ferocious arms and legs of the sea monster that were originally hidden in the depths of the water were lifted out of the water at the same time, and wrapped around the white body that was carved like ivory.Black... The boundless tide drowned him... The endless cold waiting... Tears as bitter as the sea water...

He raised his hand, and this endless dream ended.

Lin Heng opened his eyes.

He lay in the bathtub, his back stiff and aching from the uncomfortable position.The water in the bathtub was already freezing cold, and the hazy heat had already condensed, and only the fragrance of the bath liquid wafted in the air.After a while, Lin Heng sat up slowly, the picture in his dream was still shaking in his mind, he stared at a certain place under the water for a while, raised his hand from the water with complicated emotions, and wiped his face .

In the past, he and Monster had always completed handovers while both were awake, and there had never been a situation where they were switched after waking up like this. Monster was abnormally quiet this time, and Lin Heng felt that he seemed to be awake, but he didn't come to share his perception, and he didn't make any noise to disturb him, just floating aimlessly on the surface of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Lin Heng unplugged the bathtub calmly, unscrewed the hot water and took a bath again, taking care of his physical condition by the way.He looked through the bathroom blinds as he dressed and brushed his hair, and found that the sky outside was still pitch black, which made him feel even more wrong.After going out, he looked at the calendar, and there was indeed no new mark on the one belonging to Monster—he returned the control of his body before even finishing half a day.

Abnormal.Lin Heng's heart skipped a beat, and he started looking for his phone everywhere.He passed Monster's open bedroom door, took a few steps towards the living room and then suddenly paused: There is... someone... in the room?

From the image I glimpsed from the corner of the eye just now, there seems to be a figure on the bed that can only be seen partly from the door, sleeping peacefully in a curled up position.Black hair, thin body... It looks like the person in his previous dream.

Lin Heng stepped back and pushed open the half-opened door: only his cell phone was placed in the middle of the bed where the sheets were wrinkled and somewhat messy.Doubts in his heart gradually increased, he walked over to pick up the phone, and when he bent down and got up again, it seemed that there was a white shadow swaying from the edge of his vision.

When I looked back, there was no one in the corner of the room.Lin Heng frowned.Is it just an illusion...?

The converter connected to the data interface of the mobile phone, he recognized as something that Monster used to make for fun.When Lin Heng pressed the button and waited for the machine to turn on, some fragmentary images suddenly flashed in his mind.

A memo with text appears automatically.Blood on the sliding door.The harsh pinch mark on the white neck.The glass splashed when the street lamp was broken... The color of the last picture is very dark. For some reason, Lin Heng subconsciously felt that it was in the dark and deep seabed.The figure covered in white was extremely contrasted by the background color. This scene only lasted for a moment when it was too late to see any details, but it was enough to arouse displeasure and rejection in his heart.

This is... the memory of when Monster took control of his body just now?besides……

Lin Heng returned to his room with his mobile phone, and sat down beside the bed thoughtfully.

Too much anomaly.

He has never only remembered his own experiences before, unlike Monster, who can continue to stay on the surface of consciousness to share his perception, and can also accept his memory after waking up from a deep sleep.They had never been to the bottom of the sea either... He thought of the feeling of "as if he had forgotten something" when he watched the mermaid sinking into the water by the lake.

mermaid.After this image appeared in my mind, the scene that followed immediately was not quite right.Lin Heng has always been able to restrain himself easily in the past, but now his self-control is a little out of control. It took him a little effort to divert his attention, so as not to let the vague urge to move in his body continue to grow.He watched the screen of the mobile phone light up, and the incidental memory this time was the sound: the rough, blunt electronic sound would seem unreasonably familiar.

"I still want to go back." The voice said in a low voice.

Lin Heng seemed to hear something ringing in his heart.The sound when the second hand returns to zero and stops.The sound of the countdown ending.

"Did you hear that too?" He whispered to himself, actually asking Monster. Monster didn't answer him, and sank a little into the sea as if he was angry with him.Lin Heng didn't know exactly what happened, but subtly comprehended the meaning of this move, and smiled silently—then Monster came up again, and there was a "tone" with a slightly irritable consciousness: "What are you laughing at?" ? '

Lin Heng recovered his expressionless face. "Smile casually." He said, shaking the mobile phone that turned on smoothly, and there was no abnormality after that, and poked the screen with the still picture-he was more patient than Monster, but he also had that kind of hand. It is a habit that you have to do some movements to be comfortable. Monster snorted softly. 'I can see him. ' he said suddenly.

Lin Heng paused. "See directly?" he asked, "without your 'glasses'?"

’ As long as it’s left alone—he’s still asleep. ' said Monster, with a hint of smugness in his voice.Lin Heng let out a "huh", "On my bed?" he asked.

Monster fell silent.Lin Heng lowered his head and continued to poke the screen. "I've started to receive your memory." He asked casually, "Would you like to try to influence me to control my body?"

Monster still didn't say anything.Lin Heng also didn't feel any power to fight.After waiting a moment, he smiled again. "It doesn't seem to work." He whispered, "Does this mean...not that the boundary between us is blurring, but that I am merging you?"

'You go dreaming. ' said the Monster, and sank down again in a rage.Lin Heng continued to play with the phone for a while, trying to speak to it or type in the memo, but he didn't get a response, so he put it on the charger, said "good night", and turned off the lights in the room.

This night's dream was complicated, with countless picture fragments drifting in the darkness, and when he tried to hold it in his hand, it shattered like a bubble and disappeared.When Lin Heng was woken up by the phone ringing in the early morning, he felt more tired than before falling asleep.He sat up, frowning slightly when he answered the phone, looking a little sleepy, and woke up after a few sentences. "... Is this the case?" He responded in a low voice, "I'll contact him later."

After Lin Heng hung up the phone, he heard a voice that hadn't woken up yet. "...Who is it..." The voice asked vaguely, followed by a small yawn at the end of the sentence.It was a completely normal speaking voice, as if someone was sleeping next to him.Lin Heng had an illusion: there would be an arm stretched out from the side, hugging his waist, and then the whole body leaned towards him, clinging to him coquettishly.He even felt the subtle breathing on the skin at close range——

Lin Heng came back to his senses.In reality, nothing happened.

He looked at the mobile phone that was still on the call end interface. "...it's smoothie, Xiaotie's girlfriend...she's a psychiatrist." He said slowly, "She said that something happened to Yan Chuan, and she asked me if I would help to confirm it."

The voice didn't respond.Even though he couldn't see anything, Lin Heng could imagine that person's expression quickly becoming clear when he opened his eyes.It is as real as a picture that once existed in memory.

"...Lu You," he asked, "is that you?"