Scum gong, I'm getting along with you Bai Yueguang [Transmigration Book]

Shen Keyan was pulled over and pressed down suddenly, before he could react, Teng Bai suddenly hugged him very strongly.

He was a little dazed, and he could clearly feel that the other party's state was not right when he looked at Kami Fujishiro.

In the past, Teng Bai was always cold and indifferent. When facing Shen Keyan, those indifference would be wrapped up in meekness.

But now the vine white eyes that were hugging him were deep, staring at him as if they wanted to eat him whole.

Even the strength of Tengbai's arms around him made him feel some pain that he hadn't felt for a long time.

Shen Keyan reluctantly withdrew a hand from Tengbai's embrace, raised his hand to touch Tengbai's flushed cheek, and asked worriedly: "Is it hard?"

Teng Bai stared at him without saying a word, but his arms around him shrank by two points, making him a little out of breath.

Shen Keyan really had no choice but to say, "Ah Bai, relax a little, I'm going to be out of breath."

However, Teng Bai, who had always listened to his words so hard, not only did not let go, but hugged him a little tighter, suppressing him and said in a hoarse voice: "Are you leaving again?"

Shen Keyan didn't understand: "Why are you going..."

As soon as his final epilogue came out, it changed its tune.

Teng Bai bit his collarbone without warning, and bit so hard that Shen Keyan trembled in pain.

Shen Keyan had never felt such pain before.

He didn't understand why he suddenly felt pain when he didn't feel any pain at all just now. Even the pain from the two wounds on his shoulder and thigh seemed to be recovering.

He was trembling from the pain, and the tears were completely out of his control, falling from the sockets of his eyes one after another.

In Shen Keyan's memory, he has never cried because of the word pain.

He has never been afraid of pain, even if he fell badly when playing as a child, he can immediately get up and pat the ashes to continue playing without any redness around his eyes.

But at the moment when the pain swept through his whole body, some fragmentary images suddenly flashed in his mind.

He seemed to be injured, at the corner of his lips, and someone was giving him medicine in front of him.

The man applied the medicine very lightly, but almost when the other person touched his wound with a cotton swab, his whole body would tremble.

After shaking for two or three times, he grabbed the man's hand: "It hurts to death."

The man was held down by him and stopped. After a while, a cold voice sounded: "Hold it."

"Don't you paint it for me, I paint it myself." Hearing what he said, he stretched out his hand to snatch the cotton swab from the person in front of him, but the person dodged it.

The other party dipped some medicine into the corner of his mouth again, and the force was two points stronger than before, as if warning: "Are you still fighting?"

He witnessed a drop of tear roll onto the man's hand, and then he suddenly went up and bit the back of the man's hand.

Many similar images flashed after him, almost all of which were of him tearing up in pain.

In all the flashing pictures, sometimes there is a blurry figure beside him, and sometimes he is alone, and every picture brings him pain.

Shaking with pain from body to soul.

The picture finally freezes in a dark room, it seems to be raining outside the window, the curtains are open, and mottled tree shadows are reflected on the window.

He was hugged in his arms, both of them seemed to have a fever, their respective temperatures touched each other, as if they were going to burn each other.

"Don't cry." He heard a familiar voice.

"It hurts so much, take it easy." There was a bit of crying in the muffled voice, and for a moment he seemed to have really entered that environment and felt some kind of pain.

The person holding him patted his back lightly, as if to comfort him, and promised him: "Okay, I'll take it easy."

The man kept his promise and lightened his movements, but his tears still fell endlessly, until the end he didn't know whether it was because of the pain or something else.

He really felt the hotter and hotter body of the other party, and the indescribable feeling of swelling.

The person hugging him wiped away his tears again and again, and his voice was hoarse: "Yanyan, if you cry again, I will go crazy."

A bunch of memories that didn't exist in Shen Keyan's mind at all rushed into Shen Keyan's mind, and the pain in his head was unprecedentedly intense.

Shen Keyan was in so much pain that he wanted to curl up subconsciously. It seemed that he had sensed something wrong with him when he was hugging him tightly, and the hand that had been hugging him tightly finally loosened a bit.

He couldn't open his eyes in pain, he could only feel Teng Bai wiping his tears, and then he heard the other party's voice: "Don't cry."

This sound overlapped with the sound in memory just now, and Shen Keyan instantly felt his head hurt even more.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands were tearing at his mind, as if trying to tear something apart, the pain caused him to stop breathing for a few seconds.

Teng Bai didn't speak any more, just patted his back again and again, comforting him silently.

Maybe it was Fujishiro's comforting effect. Gradually, although the pain on his body was still there, the pain in his head tended to become clearer.

He felt Tengbai hugging him in his arms, his lips stayed between his brows for a long time, and then he seemed to say "liar", and then he hugged him without any movement.

I don't know how long it took, the pain in my head completely disappeared, the pain from several wounds on my body also gradually weakened, and Shen Keyan's breathing gradually stabilized.

He got out of Tengbai's arms a little bit to look at Tengbai, and found that the other party had fallen asleep again at some point.

In the dark room, the man in the middle of the big bed had his eyes closed, but his brows were tightly furrowed. He would shake from time to time, as if he was in pain in a dream.

After a long time, the man suddenly sat up from the bed, breathing in the fresh air, his eyes were still somewhat dull as if he hadn't fully woken up from the dream.

The sky is very dark tonight, there is the sound of rain outside the window, the moon is completely covered by dark clouds, and the room is so dark that it is almost difficult for people to see each other face to face.

But at this moment, a light suddenly appeared in the room, and Bo Kehai looked at the light in a daze, his eyes widened in astonishment for a moment.

He felt that he was still asleep, that's why there was a person sitting at the end of the bed, and that person looked at him with an innocent and loving expression on his familiar face.

Not long after, he saw the man opened his mouth and asked him, "Mr. Bo, do you love me?"

Looking at the person in front of him, Bo Kehai felt a little inexplicable.

In recent months, whether in his dreams or in reality, this face has occupied most of his life.

At this moment, the face of the person in front of him is much weaker and more pitiful than what he sees in reality. The expression of attachment is exactly what he longed for most in his previous life when this person was by his side.

But when this person really appeared in front of his eyes, he suddenly felt that the strong impulse was gone.

The person in front of him seemed to be aware of his emotions, and said again: "Mr. Bo, are you really going to watch me by someone else's side? Will it always belong to someone else?"

Bo Kehai, who just felt a little lacking in taste just now, after hearing these words, countless images of people in front of him cuddling in other people's arms flashed across his mind, and the strong impulse rushed to the peak in an instant accompanied by sour and dissatisfied feelings.

His eyes became affectionate for a moment: "I love you."

He raised his hand to touch the person in front of him, but his hand passed through the other person's body, and then the person approached him, seeming to speak anxiously: "Then snatch me away from Tengbai, hurry up, we will There is no time, take me away from Fujibai, and I will love you forever."

Bo Kehai froze for a moment, but with a flash of divine effort, the person in front of him disappeared instantly, and the light disappeared completely, as if what he saw and heard just now were all his illusions.

He was stunned on the bed for a while, unable to distinguish the dream from reality, and suddenly the mobile phone by the bed vibrated.

He rubbed his swollen temples, took a look at his phone, and found it was a spam message.

There is another message under the text message, which is a message from his mother a few hours ago.

[In a few days, you will have dinner at home, and you will bring your jade makeup when the time comes. 】

Bo Kehai turned on the phone, replied "OK" and went back, sat on the bed for a long while before lying down and continuing to sleep.