Raiders Metamorphic Lover [Rebirth]

Althea only saw a flame explode in front of her, and the temperature became extremely high near her pupils, and the hot wind whizzed past, but there was no Renhe explosive ejected from the small explosion.

"What's going on?" Al didn't realize what happened at all, but seemed to see a pattern similar to fireworks in a place very close to him.

"He's Alcia!" Cang Ling said loudly, "Why stop me!"

"He's safe now! Cang Ling!" Yao raised his right hand, just now he neutralized the spirit sword shot by Cang Ling with extremely high-purity flames, and burned all possible explosives.

"Mr. Yao!" Cang Ling almost shouted, "I still remember very clearly who seriously injured me back then!"

"Cang Ling... the fault of that matter is all my... Al...he..." Yao shook twice, the scene in front of him gradually blurred, and he fell backwards.

"Mr. Yao!" Al quickly hugged him and touched his forehead.

Yao closed his eyes tightly, and his whole body began to emit sparks.

"It's so hot! What's going on!" Alcia panicked, "I don't know... What should I do in this situation! Zi Ning, teach me..."

Wu Zining looked at this adult who was at least 20 years old as ignorant as a child, and found it super strange.

Alcia turned around three times on the spot, holding Yao in one hand, and hurriedly called with the other: "Qinghui, I know I'm sorry to disturb you at this time, I want to know, what is it if a person's forehead is hot? Situation, what to do? What...fever...put a cold towel on your forehead...OK...I see..."

Alcia put Yao on the bed, covered him with the quilt, put a cool towel on his forehead, and sat on the side watching worriedly.

"Big brother...this brother named Al seems to have no ability to take care of himself..." Wu Zining whispered to Cang Ling outside the door.

Cang Ling stood on Zi Ning's shoulder, looking at them with a pair of eyes, thinking all the time.

"Why take care of Mr. Yao?" Cang Ling asked.

"Mr. Yao has been helping me. I should do what I can, but I am clumsy and can't help with anything..." Al looked down at Yao who was panting heavily on the bed.

Sparks kept coming out of Yao's body, and the quilt was scorched.

"What's going on? I followed the method given by Qinghui, why is my forehead still so hot?" Al squeezed the quilt with both hands anxiously.

"Mr. Yao's fever is completely different from the treatment method of human beings... He is caused by the power runaway. The best way to deal with it is to put him in a temperature environment slightly lower than human body temperature. To do this kind of thing alone... what can be done now should be..." Cang Ling looked around the room, and finally stopped on Alcia.

"Yes, only your body temperature meets this condition." Cang Ling said.

"How do I do it?"

"Put Mr. Yao in your arms, his strength will gradually calm down, and his temperature will naturally drop... However, it may take a day or two."

"No problem, I can do it." Al hugged Yao in his arms, the sparks from Yao were a little hot, but he still persisted.

Cang Ling looked at it for a while, then suddenly sighed.

What the hell is going on with this Alcia?Why did it become like this?

The appearance is completely changed, and the personality and ability are completely different. Could it be that something happened during the time when I lost consciousness...

Cang Ling thought about all the possibilities, but there was no answer.

Sure enough, we should wait for Wang to recover and ask him...

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Althea held Yao all the time that day, and the pain on Yao's body slowly came down, and the sparks stopped appearing.But according to Cang Ling, Al never let go.

Wu Zining was eating snacks and watching TV in the living room, Cang Ling didn't say a word, just lay on Zining's shoulder and kept thinking.

Yuan Qinghui worked overtime in the hospital for a day and a night. He was originally mentally exhausted. After returning home, his first plan was to sleep in the dark, but he received a call from Alcia saying that someone had a fever.Could it be that idiot Wu Zihuan?Out of the professionalism of a doctor, Yuan Qinghui decided to take care of the patient for a while after returning home, but what he saw surprised him.

In the living room, a little girl talks to herself to a motionless doll, while in Al's room, he holds a larger doll and looks worried.

"Al, who has a fever?" Yuan Qinghui rubbed his temples, praying in his heart that it must not be a weird answer.

Al whispered: "It's Mr. Yao in my arms, but it doesn't matter, I have found a way to reduce the fever, and he should be fine..."

The corners of Yuan Qinghui's lips twitched, and his temples throbbed with pain.

If this is the answer...

"...Ai Er, don't worry too much...take care of yourself first and then take care of this...Mr. Yao..." Yuan Qinghui comforted.

"Qinghui, I feel more at ease with your words. I am still worried that if you see me, you will think I am a weird person. Qinghui, you are really a good person." Al smiled softly, looking very bright.

Yuan Qinghui was startled, thinking to himself that it seems necessary to learn more about psychology.

The puppet gets a fever...for no apparent reason!

And the little girl talking to the doll might be a hypochondriac too.

When two people with psychological problems gather together, has their home become a mental hospital?

Must be too tired from working overtime...

Yuan Qinghui went back to his room silently and fell asleep.

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Yuan Qinghui just fell asleep for a while, Wu Zihuan came home from work, just saw Wu Zining and thought he was hallucinating, until his sister kicked his knee, Wu Zihuan hugged his calf and ouched.

"Wu Zihuan! Mom and Dad are traveling abroad, let me visit you for a week! A letter for you at this time!" Wu Zining took out an envelope from his pocket, slapped Wu Zihuan on the face, and then nestled back into the sofa.

"What? When they went out to play, they took this big burden..." Wu Zihuan quickly changed his words after being stared at by the girl, "Give me the big gift bag?"

Wu Zihuan opened the envelope helplessly, and his expression became heavy after reading the contents.

Wu Zining was still watching the cartoon with relish, completely oblivious to Zihuan's expression.

The letter was written by Zihuan's mother, which said that Wu Zining's behavior in the past two months was very strange, always talking to the air, and took her for an examination. The doctor suspected that Zining had schizophrenia, but no diagnosis was made.They have taken Zi Ning to the best mental hospital in China for treatment, and the doctor said that there is nothing they can do.Now the parents are going abroad to contact the most authoritative psychiatrist in this direction, and put Zining in Zihuan's care first.

Wu Zihuan made a noise, but he quickly stabilized and asked in a very weak voice: "Zining, what do you want to eat? I'll go buy it for you."

"No, Al has already bought a lot of snacks, and I can't finish them today."

"Zi Ning, if you need anything from my brother, just ask, and I will satisfy you completely." Wu Zihuan's voice was a little choked up, but he tried his best to keep his voice calm.

"This sentence is just like what my own brother said. Don't worry. I will definitely speak, Wu Zihuan. If you continue to behave like before, I will sever ties with you!" Wu Zining glanced at Zihuan, gave a smile, and then Turn back to watch TV.

"Zi Ning, you can sleep in my room. I'll clean it up for you. I'll sleep on the sofa." After hearing the girl say hello, Zi Huan went back to the room, squatted on the ground, covered her face with her hands, feeling the pain in her heart .

×××××

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the window, and Yao felt that his eyes were bright. When he opened his eyes, he saw Al's sleeping face.

Are you dreaming?Didn't I always sleep in the closet in the past, so why would I be on Al's bed?

Sensing the movement of the person in his arms, Al also opened his eyes and gave him a reassuring smile.

"Mr. Yao, great, you are fine."

"What happened to me?" Yao asked.

"You've been running a fever all day long. Sparks came out all over your body. Cang Ling said he wanted to put you in a place with a slightly lower temperature. In the end he said that my arms were the most suitable, so I held you and slept all day." Al Raising his arm, his arm was covered with burn marks, and the skin was red and swollen.

Yao was stunned for a moment, and his face instantly turned fierce, and he roared, "Are you an idiot! How could you actually burn yourself! I've never seen such a stupid idiot like you!"

"Mr. Yao, don't kill me...I've tried my best to find a way..." Al felt aggrieved.

"What's even worse is that idiot Cang Ling. This is obviously a public revenge... Forget it, I'll settle the score with him next time." Yao sat up, his body filled with strength, but it was useless.

"It would be great if my ability can help you heal. Damn it, you, hurry up and apply the medicine!" Yao ordered.

"Is Mr. Yao okay?" Al asked.

"I have a fever every few decades, except for the unexpected fever. Although the process is difficult, my strength will increase exponentially after that... So, don't worry about me." Yao's voice became quieter for a moment , and then spouted fire from his mouth again, "You are such an idiot! How dare you believe Cang Ling's words! When he sees you, he will shoot you with an arrow and blind your eyes!" He punched Al, did it hurt? Itching, the voice fluctuated and said: "Fool! Don't trust anyone casually. If you do this... I will be very tired!"

"Mr. Yao... I know... don't get angry..." Al subconsciously wanted to stay away, lest Mr. Yao spit fire and burn himself, but he also felt that Mr. Yao's current mood didn't seem to be anger... …is a completely indescribable feeling.

"Mr. Yao... are you worried about me?" Al asked in a low voice.

What responded to him was a fierce flame, Yao said angrily: "Don't ask anything, get up and apply the medicine!"

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In the past two days, Wu Zihuan canceled all the scheduled part-time jobs, and even missed all the classes. He concentrated on staying at home with Wu Zining. " The man spoke without stopping.Zi Ning's real brother was sitting next to him, but he was completely ignored, unable to speak at all.

Wu Zihuan was in extreme pain. He still remembered that he had received the complete love of his parents since he was a child. Because he was the eldest son, he was designated as the heir of the family business since he was a child. He was the focus of the whole family. All the elders cared about him. Own.Since my younger sister was born, this kind of love for myself has never stopped. Except for my parents who can occasionally visit my younger sister after work, almost no one in the family cares about her, and I have been busy with my studies, so I rarely take care of her. she.

It must be everyone's indifference that made Zi Ning look like this.

Wu Zihuan had mixed feelings, forced a smile on his face, only remorse remained in his heart.

If I could have given my younger sister more companionship back then, this would definitely not be the result now.

Wu Zihuan has never shown up in college. Zixi, a girl he was dating some time ago, came to see him. After hearing about Wu Zining, she looked regretful and expressed her willingness to stay and help.Wu Zihuan was very moved and held her hand for a long time.Al was also happy for Zihuan after seeing it through the crack of the door. After all, this is a good thing for Zihuan.

That afternoon, Alcia and Yao went to Gao Zhixiang's house to see the finished bjd doll.

After Gao Zhixiang opened the finished product, Al's eyes brightened obviously. The work in front of him was perfect, with a noble temperament, like a prince, but his face looked frozen, so cold that he had no expression.

Al observed carefully for a long time, then looked at himself in the mirror, and said, "The doll is indeed perfect, but it doesn't seem like me at all..."

Gao Zhixiang rubbed his hair, his eyes were bloodshot, he said: "I stayed up for many nights, no matter what, the work can't be exactly the same as yours, it's always a lot worse, but the final effect is not bad, at least it's my The most beautiful work ever made."

"This is the best result!" Al's eyes lit up, and he said, "Just like Zihuan and Zixi."

"Who is Zixi?"

"She is Zihuan's new girlfriend, and they are already together!" Al smiled happily, "I am happy for them from the bottom of my heart."

Gao Zhixiang froze for a moment, then turned his face and said: "Ai Er, you can just play here for a while, I will go to catch up with other works." Gao Zhixiang turned and entered the workshop, and closed the door forcefully.

"Okay... okay..." Al didn't understand why Gao Zhixiang suddenly changed his face, and stood there blankly, observing the most exquisite work.

"Let me see." Yao jumped out of the backpack, climbed onto Al's shoulder, and observed the doll for a long time.

"Mr. Yao, I still don't feel like me at all..." Al muttered.

"This Gao Zhixiang is really amazing..." Yao couldn't help admiring, "This doll is exactly like your original appearance..."

"The original me? Is the original me like this?" Al thought of Mr. Yuan Yao's evaluation of himself, and fell into deep thought. If he was originally like this doll, then the current self is really much uglier...

"Of course it's not like this...the temperament is very similar, but the appearance is still somewhat different..." Yao's eyes wandered, as if recalling, "The you at that time...cannot be described in any language..."

"Mr. Yao, will you be disappointed when I become like this?" Seeing Mr. Yao's intoxicated eyes, Al suddenly felt awkward. He tried to open his mouth several times, but in the end he didn't ask...