The male protagonist tricked me

A huge impact sound exploded in my ears, but the expected pain did not strike.

Song Ao opened his eyes with a cry of surprise, then looked around blankly.

This is a peaceful and quiet bedroom, the decoration style is very different from what he is used to, but it still happens to be in his aesthetic point of view.

Song Ao found himself sleeping on a double bed.

The other side of the bed was empty, but the quilt was slightly piled up, as if someone had slept there not long ago.

Song Ao stretched out his hand, and gently tried it in the quilt over there, there was still warmth.That said, it wasn't too long ago that someone was sharing his bed with him here.

But... where is this?

Just when he was in a daze, the bedroom door was gently pushed open from the outside. Song Ao Xunsheng raised his eyes to look, and there was a look of shock in his eyes.

The person who came was none other than Jiang Heng!

Jiang Heng was wearing light pajamas, holding a tray in his hand, and he looked very homely.

And when he realized that Song Ao was staring at him, the muscles on his face moved, showing an unnatural gentle smile, "Why are you awake?"

Song Ao didn't answer, just looked at Jiang Heng with an indescribable expression.

He couldn't comprehend the current situation.

Is this a hallucination just after hitting my head?Or did Jiang Heng take him to some strange place?

Seeing that Song Ao didn't answer, Jiang Heng stepped a little faster, and when he reached his side, he stuffed the water glass into Song Ao's hand, "Drink a glass of water first."

As he said that, he sat down beside Song Ao's bed, then grabbed Song Ao's hand and touched his pulse with two fingers, "Let me see how your Xinghai is doing."

Song Ao regained his senses slightly from the slightly warm water cup, but Jiang Heng's last words brought him deeper confusion.

Look at his star sea?What is Xinghai?

Before Song Ao could find the answer to this question from his own brain, a strange warm current slowly flowed into his body along Jiang Heng's hand on his pulse.

That feeling is very mysterious, just like during intravenous infusion, if the flow rate is too fast, you can feel a cold current injecting from your blood vessels.

Song Ao was held by Jiang Heng with one hand, and the other hand quietly squeezed the water glass in his hand. His throat rolled up and down, and at this moment he finally remembered what "Xinghai" was.

Isn't that something similar to the "dantian" in the book "The King of the Star Sea" by Xing Chen Hai?

If this is really the case, then the Jiang Heng in front of him...

Song Ao's pupils trembled, and he secretly looked at Jiang Heng with more hesitation and anxiety.

But Jiang Heng just kept his eyes down, and carefully inserted his star power into Song Ao's body, checking his situation.

As the power of Xinghai gradually deepened, Jiang Heng's original dignified expression gradually relaxed, "Fortunately, there is no problem, I thought you woke up because Xinghai was in pain again." At the end, Jiang Heng lifted his He raised his eyes and looked at Song Ao tenderly.

Song Ao met his gaze, and immediately saw the tenderness and affection in it clearly.

How could Jiang Heng look at him with such eyes? !

But rather than shock, Song Ao's heart was filled with embarrassment.

He looked away, shook his head immediately, and then raised his head to drink water from the glass in his hand, trying to hide his sudden embarrassment.

The warm water entered his throat, diluting the dryness and heat in his throat a little. Song Ao just breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly his whole body stiffened.

Without him, the power of the star sea that was still exploring and circling in his body did not withdraw from the original path, but continued to explore the depths along the meridians.

The soft power of the stars surged gently and delicately through Song Ao's sensitive meridians, soothing his emotions and body.

An indescribable tremor rose from the lower part of his spine, climbing up with a tingling feeling that Song Ao was not very familiar with, and rushed to the top of his head.

"Cough-cough cough!" Song Ao, who was still drinking water, was in a hurry and accidentally choked himself.

Seeing this, Jiang Heng immediately put away all the power of the star sea, stood up and gently patted Song Ao's back, his tone was gentle, "Why are you so careless?"

Reaching out to take the half glass of water in Song Ao's hand and put it on the bed, Jiang Heng continued: "So why did you wake up and have a nightmare?"

Song Ao didn't know what to say, so he just nodded.

Whether the Jiang Heng who threw him at the computer screen was a nightmare, or the Jiang Heng who seemed gentle but made him puzzled was a nightmare...he had no clue.

Fortunately, the Jiang Heng in front of him seemed to be quite appreciative of him. Seeing that he looked tired and in a trance, he didn't ask any more questions.

"We just settled down here, your physical condition is not stable yet, please sleep for a while." Jiang Heng helped Song Ao to lie down, and asked softly, "Do you need me to accompany you?"

At this time, Song Ao's cough had completely calmed down. Through a thin layer of pajamas, he could clearly feel Jiang Heng's hand clinging to his back, and a warm and solid feeling penetrated from his back, soaking into the skin. in his skin.

In the 25 years of Song Ao's seldom socializing life, this was the first time someone treated him so tenderly.

Song Ao nodded when he was dizzy, and it wasn't until Jiang Heng lay down on the other side of his side that he felt a real sense of reality.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Heng's voice came from the side, "What's wrong with you today?"

Facing such a gentle Jiang Heng, Song Ao felt that he had no resistance at all.

But the current situation was really weird, so he didn't dare to act rashly, he could only stare at Jiang Heng with those eyes open.

Countless complicated thoughts surged in Song Ao's mind.

So... Did he really travel through, into the book of Stars and Seas?

But if the opportunity to time travel is the same name and surname, why does the Jiang Heng in front of him look exactly the same as the Jiang Heng in the real world?

At this time, Jiang Heng also lay down, looking at Song Ao softly and curiously like a small animal, with a shy gaze, Jiang Heng couldn't help showing a slightly soft smile.

Such an expression is not often seen on Song Ao, "Why do you look at me like this?" He asked with a smile.

Song Ao blinked and said softly, "Jiang Heng."

"Huh?" Jiang Heng responded.

Song Ao settled down a bit, the person in front of him, no matter which Jiang Heng he was, at least he was Jiang Heng.

"You called my name..." Song Ao made the first request after waking up.

A slight surprise flashed across Jiang Heng's expression, and his eyes couldn't help becoming softer, "What's the matter, are you acting like a baby?"

Song Ao said nothing, just stared at Jiang Heng expectantly with those eyes.

Jiang Heng stretched out a hand, caressed Song Ao's cheek lightly, opened his lips and called his name, "Song Ao."

His voice was low and gentle, like a gentle spring, covering up the uneasiness in his heart, instantly calming Song Ao's whole heart.

Sure enough, he also became the "Song Ao" in the book.

In the quiet bedroom, the two lay on the bed and looked at each other, a charming atmosphere slowly rose, and then quietly spread.

Jiang Heng's hand on the side of Song Ao's face lightly touched his ear, and then he seemed to be unable to restrain himself from leaning over, and gently kissed Song Ao's forehead.

Song Ao was taken aback, although he never thought of refusing... But, is this the relationship between himself and Jiang Heng?

Seeing Song Ao's slightly stunned look, Jiang Heng's heart softened even more, and the kiss fell from the forehead all the way down, past the tip of the nose, and slid to the side of the lips.

His breathing also gradually became heavier, and his hand was about to lift the hem of Song Ao's pajamas...

Song Ao's heart suddenly filled with great panic.

He is not the real Song Ao, there were only a few dialogues and actions just now, Jiang Heng has already noticed that there is something abnormal about him, and asked him if he had a nightmare...

Then if two people get in close contact, this matter will definitely be exposed!At that time, what will this gentle Jiang Heng look like?

If Jiang Heng asked himself to hand over the original Song Ao, what should he do? !

Song Ao was extremely flustered, he pushed Jiang Heng who was about to kiss him away, turned over and got off the bed, before he even had time to put on his slippers, he ran out in a hurry.

In the panic, he didn't realize that he seemed to know the structure of the room very well, so he subconsciously rushed into the bathroom in the room, closed the door with a bang, and locked himself inside.

Jiang Heng who followed immediately knocked on the door from the outside: "Song Ao?" Seeing that the people inside did not respond, Jiang Heng raised his voice again, "Song Ao? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

However, the more Jiang Heng cared about "Song Ao", the more afraid Song Ao felt.

This is not his life, he stole it - even though he didn't take the initiative to steal it, it's not his!

Song Ao lowered his head, looked at his empty hands, then turned on the faucet, poured cold water onto his face.

After repeating this several times, he finally calmed down a bit, put his hands on the countertop of the sink, and looked at himself in the mirror.

That was indeed Song Ao, very similar to him, but slightly different.

Perhaps it is precisely because "Song Ao" in this book has been the proud son of heaven since he was a child, so even if he is a cowardly soul now, even if he is sick and ill, he can still see some high spirits from the corners of his brows and eyes , much sharper and more capable than him.

Song Ao stared at the mirror, stared at Song Ao, looked at "Song Ao".

Suddenly, his pupils shrank sharply.

The "Song Ao" in the mirror seemed to break away from his actions and become a completely different person.

He saw that "Song Ao" had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said in a slightly provocative tone: "How is it, do you like this Jiang Heng?"

As if seeing the vacillation and trance in Song Ao's heart, "Song Ao" in the mirror smiled again: "Aren't you very intoxicated just now, are you going to be addicted to it?"

Song Ao looked at him, his throat rolled up and down nervously, but he felt dry and astringent in his mouth, unable to utter a word.

He really envied, really wanted, and really almost indulged in it.

But he knew very well that those were not his—never, never was his, this life was not his from the very beginning.

Such a clear understanding made his heart tighten even more.

"Song Ao" in the mirror suddenly leaned forward, almost trying to put his face in front of the mirror.

His face suddenly became extremely ferocious, and he yelled at Song Ao with a curse-like voice: "Go back!"

The voice broke through the mirror along with his figure, and rushed straight towards Song Ao!