[Quick Transmigration] Raiders, male support!

His pale eyes were dull, only the blood on the corner of his lips was so scorching and dazzling.

The young emperor's eyes were horrified, and he wanted to touch the blood on his lips with trembling hands, but before he touched it, someone raised his hand to open it. Gu Nan looked at Xiao Congyu, and the corner of his mouth was full of sarcasm: "Are you satisfied?"

Are you satisfied?

How can I be satisfied?

Xiao Congyu took a step back and looked at him sadly.

I want to see you smiling at me with the same clear eyebrows as when we first met, why not?

Seeing his appearance, Gu Nan suddenly laughed, his voice was hoarse and low, he had enough of laughing, raised his head to meet Xiao Congyu's eyes, and said word by word: "Xiao Congyu, you will drive me to death."

Eight characters, one stroke and one stroke, are all knives that fall into the bottom of my heart.

Xiao Congyu held up his fingers, distressed to the extreme, his mouth was full of bloody smell, hot air rose from the fundus of his eyes for no reason, and when it leaked out of the eye sockets, it turned into a fragile red.

"You always make me sad." Xiao Congyu looked at him, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, the blood meandered down the palm of his hand, and fell on the bright yellow robe, which was extremely dazzling.Ten fingers connected to the heart, originally in extreme pain, but he just looked at Gu Nan numbly with anger, for a long time, lowered his eyes: "I know you think I'm an eyesore, so I'm leaving now, you..."

He clenched his teeth and moved his throat: "You must take care of yourself."

At the end of the sentence, his voice trembled, but the person he was looking at was still laughing hoarsely, his eyes became darker and deeper, and the ridicule and resentment overflowed uncontrollably, thick and deep.

The little doctor with clear brows and eyes always likes to smile with his eyes bent, and when he glances back, he sees a warm color.

Xiao Congyu was attracted by this warmth at the beginning, so many days and nights he gradually became obsessed, but step by step until now, it was he who personally killed that warmth in a rainy night.

The fierce emperor who had been on the throne for four years suddenly felt at a loss under such gazes. He retreated step by step towards the entrance of the bedroom.

Behind him, a man in white stood quietly watching him leave, his expression was indifferent and his eyes were calm, the previous madness had long since disappeared.

Royal study.

A lamp like a bean.

Xiao Congyu was holding the jug, his eyes were hazy and reddish.Xiao Congjing stood in front of him, looked into his red eyes, and gritted his teeth: "Look at what you look like."

"I'm uncomfortable..." Xiao Congyu opened his eyes wide, smiled bitterly, lowered his head and buried his eyes in his sleeves: "You don't even know how much pain I'm in right now."

Xiao Congjing reached out and poured tea and handed it to him: "Drink a cup of tea and wake up first, you...forget it."

The person lying on the table was motionless, and it took a long time to straighten up and stare blankly ahead.Xiao Congjing sighed, changed the tea plug into his hand again: "Drink it."

Xiao Congyu held the teacup, looked down at the brown tea in it, and murmured in a low voice: "This color is very similar to his eyes..."

"But you hurt." Xiao Congjing said.

"Yeah, it hurts..." Xiao Congyu said in a low voice, holding the teacup with his fingers, feeling the burning heat in his palm, lowering his eyes: "Just like this hot tea, I want it, so I hold it tightly, but The tighter you hold it, the more painful it will be, if it hurts, you should still hold it, slowly, slowly..."

As he spoke, his fingers gradually tightened until there was a click, and the teacup shattered into pieces, piercing into his palm, and the red color quickly slid down his wrist.

It hurts.

Xiao Congyu smiled: "Slowly, until he becomes fragments and pierces into the palm, it hurts, how painful..."

The blood had dyed his cuffs red, Xiao Congjing's pupils shrank, watching Xiao Congyu gradually clenched the fragments in his hand, he was terrified but did not dare to move, and asked in a trembling voice: "Since it hurts, why don't you let go?"

"Let go?" Xiao Congyu repeated in a low voice, her voice hoarse: "I can't let it go... If I don't let it go, it pierces my palm, although it hurts but I can bear it, but if I let it go, it will pierce my heart, Until then……"

Xiao Congjing was taken aback.

Xiao Congyu raised his head and smiled at him: "...I will die."