Grumpy emperor dressed as my second personality

Jiang Chi confirmed again and again. After poking his calf with his foot, he pulled the long hair like a waterfall on the ground. The cute little action made Zhao Chen squat down, and looked at Jiang Chi who was sitting on the floor beside the bed. He pinched Jiang Chi's right hand, He poked himself in the face, "Can you confirm that I am alive now?"

Jiang Chi's fingers touched the warm and soft cheeks, his eyes were sour for a moment, and he couldn't control the tears that were about to drip when he raised his head, so he threw himself into Zhao Chen's arms, not letting Zhao Chen see his ugly crying.

Jiang Chi cried for a long time. If he was crying silently after the eunuch announced Zhao Chen's death just now through the phone screen, now he is crying like a storm.

After his lover survived the catastrophe, he was both happy and afraid.

After crying for a while, Jiang Chi still felt so ashamed, raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and insisted not to come out of Zhao Chen's arms.

Jiang Chi: If I don't come out, you won't see my embarrassing appearance...

Zhao Chen patted his back lightly to comfort him in this awkward position of half squatting and half kneeling.

Jiang Chi suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhao Chen, "Have you been here all this time?"

Zhao Chen nodded with a smile.

Jiang Chi confirmed again, "Isn't he going to die?"

Zhao Chen was startled and shook his head.

Jiang Chi's eyes widened in disbelief, "Are you still going to die?!"

Zhao Chen had no choice but to gently kiss the little boyfriend who lost his head, "I will always die in a hundred years, or I won't be an old fairy."

Oh, too.

Only then did Jiang Chi feel relieved, and the two of them sat by the bed together and chatted about today's experiences. Only then did Jiang Chi realize that after Zhao Chen returned to his body, his consciousness had been awake all along, but he had no choice but to suffer from serious injuries. , He couldn't get up, and he didn't even have the strength to speak, so he could only sink with his own body.

Jiang Chi tilted his head and leaned on Zhao Chen's shoulder, "Then how can you come here?"

Zhao Chen picked up Jiang Chi's mobile phone and held on to the last 1% of the battery, "After I died, I was unconscious at first, but the system told me that with your help, we have collected 9999 hearts together, so I Got a new life."

Jiang Chi was shocked, it turned out that those blue hearts that his tears turned into can also be integrated into the heart-shaped strips?

All along, the heart in the heart-shaped strip is the credit of Zhao Chen, and he has never contributed anything.

Even though the boy is still crying, it is embarrassing, but he knew that tears could save Zhao Chen's name, so he was willing to cry like a river.

System: ...Silly boy, it wasn't the tears that saved Zhao Chen, it was the love in the tears!

Zhao Chen stretched out his long arms and pulled him into his arms, "So, I have to repay the favor of saving my life!"

Jiang Chi: "..."

If I cry once, I can achieve a life-saving grace.

Jiang Chi was very curious about Zhao Chen's identity, "Then do you have an ID card?"

Zhao Chen calmly took out the identity that the system made for him, it was a peer ID card, on the ID card was Zhao Chen's short hair, the hair should be made of P pictures, with a casualness of fifty cents special effects.

Date of Birth: May 2002, 10.

Jiang Chi was startled, Zhao Chen is now 19 years old, 19 years later, it will be 2002, but Zhao Chen's birthday is obviously not October 10th.

October 10th is today.

Zhao Chen seemed to have a tacit understanding with him. He touched the words October 10th with his index finger, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised, "I was dead in the past struggling in the mud and darkness. From today onwards, there is only sunshine in my heart."

Jiang Chi stared blankly at Zhao Chen: "Only sunshine?"

Under the bright headlights, the curtains were not even drawn, and anyone passing by outside would be able to see clearly, but Zhao Chen looked at him with a smile, and gently stroked his cheek, "Yes, only you."

Jiang Chi was kissed so badly that he was dizzy, and vaguely heard Zhao Chen reaffirming that for the rest of his life, you will be my little sun.

Jiang Chi is just a kid who is ashamed to express himself, but in operation, he is a man of action.

Zhao Chen took the initiative to kiss him. Although he was shy at first, he gradually relaxed. He pulled Zhao Chen up in confusion, and threw Zhao Chen down on the bed. He still couldn't untie Zhao Chen's shirt, and the more anxious he became, the more confused he became.

Zhao Chen was amused by him, and held his hand that did bad things, "You haven't grown up yet."

Jiang Chi froze for a moment, then frowned, "I think I can do it."

Zhao Chen probed and kissed the corner of the child's lips, why is he so cute! "I don't think you can."

Jiang Chi was a little depressed, and got off Zhao Chen, "Then when do you think it will be okay?"

Zhao Chen quickly sat up and took the child into his arms to coax him, "I think it's fine if you celebrate your birthday next month, what do you think?"

Jiang Chi counted, and there were still 20 days left, so he curled his lips, "Okay."

The next day, both of them slept until they woke up naturally.

After waking up, Jiang Chi habitually picked up his mobile phone to check the time, but found that the black Tyrant APP in the lower right corner of the screen had turned gray, as if it was about to disappear.

Jiang Chi clicked on it, but the antique style of Dajin disappeared on the screen. On the gray background, a black system prompt box popped up

It's not text, it's an animated picture connected one by one.

In 2040, a mobile game descended on his mobile phone. In the game, he met Zhao Chen, a little milk dumpling. At that time, Zhao Chen was 6 years old. Going to the northern border and making contributions, he watched the little milk dumpling turn into a handsome boy and ascend the throne all the way.

However, everything seemed to be progressing normally, and they talked more and more, but until one day, he received the news that Zhao Chen had been shot dead by an arrow, and the game disappeared since then.

He has been depressed for a long time, and after three months, he finally regained his composure and re-programmed a tyrant app. In it, there are little milk balls and teenagers, but the story is no longer the dark and muddy past, the little boy he hoped for. Small milk dumplings can look forward and be illuminated by the sun.

In the next second, the video returned to 19 years ago, when he was a student, and a small game was also dropped on his mobile phone - Tyrant APP.

Such reincarnation is like a Mobius ring.

Now Zhao Chen is really lying beside him, no longer vigilant, sensitive, suspicious, he sleeps peacefully and comfortably.

Jiang Chi stretched out his hand to gently caress Zhao Chen's thick eyelashes like a grove, no wonder you are so long in my aesthetics, it turns out that you, a little paper figure, were pinched out bit by bit by me.

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