Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

Duan Yaosi didn't know why he said those words, he just didn't want this person to be in danger, he just didn't want his seductive, flushed face to be peeped by others openly and honestly.

He really just thought this way and had no other intentions. However, the other party's reaction was much bigger than he imagined.

Looking at the young man with red eyes not far away, and listening to his almost tearful words, Duan Yaosi's heart was filled with indescribable panic.

He was just about to explain that he never knew these things, and that he would have someone investigate everything tomorrow, and when he gave him an answer, he unexpectedly closed his eyes and fell down because of the emotion of the other party.

"Ying Chufei!" shouted in panic.

226. Unspoken rules from the president 13

Duan Yaosi, who was protecting the person in his arms in the back seat of the car, was in a state of anxiety. He didn't know why the person passed out, and he kept urging the driver to hurry up, and he didn't have the usual calmness and aloofness in front of outsiders.

When he was anxious, he suddenly felt a warmness on the skirt of his clothes, and suddenly lowered his head. Through the mottled reflection, he saw a face with red eyes and closed eyes, but tears streaming down his face.

And his master was murmuring something unconsciously.

"Why...why, why...you lied to me."

At the moment when the voice entered his ears, Duan Yaosi once again truly felt the breathless suffocation from the bottom of his heart.

Subconsciously, he wanted to refute, and moved his lips, but he didn't know what to refute.

In his heart, there was an urge to tell him everything, to hold this person tightly in his hands, and never let go.

I have never lied to him, I have never lied to him, no matter in the past, present or future.

Just when he was about to speak, Duan Yaosi paused, wondering what happened to him.

The pervasive powerlessness seems to annihilate all the senses of a man, permeating every cell in his body.

Duan Yaosi felt that he had forgotten, forgotten something very important, something more important than life.

And this feeling, every time I meet this person, will become particularly obvious.

Holding the person in his arms tightly, the three-dimensional and handsome profile of the man was half immersed in the flickering shadows.

Ying Chufei, we must have known each other in our previous life, right...

After an unknown amount of time, the flickering lights stopped, and the car stopped steadily in front of the villa's door. The doctor who had already received the call and was on standby at the door immediately stepped forward.

Master bedroom

"Drugged?"

"Yes, Mr. Duan, because of the relatively small amount of medicine intake and the neutralization of alcohol, this kind of dream-like, non-dream, half-awake state occurs. After a peaceful sleep, the effects of the medicine in the body Enough."

After parting with the doctor, Duan Yaosi unscrewed the door of the room and entered the master bedroom.

On the big white bed not far away, like a child who couldn't find a sense of security, hugging the bedding tightly, a young man curled up, the tears gushing from his eyes soaked the pillow under his body.

Like an unforgettable obsession, he kept murmuring that sentence subconsciously between his slightly parted lips.

"Why did you lie to me, why did you lie to me..."

Duan Yaosi didn't know why he carried the person into his room. He clearly didn't like others to touch his own things, whether it was tables, chairs, benches, pens, papers and documents, not to mention such intimate things as the bed.

But after entering the room just now, he subconsciously put the person on his bed, like... an instinct.

The longer he stays with people, the more confused Duan Yaosi is about the reasons for some of his subconscious behaviors, even at this moment...

In front of the door, he looked at the tear-stained person on the bed from a distance, feeling inexplicable, his heart ached.

It feels like a treasure that has been carefully held in the palm of your hand. After being accidentally bumped by the clumsy self, you feel helpless and blame yourself for the pain in your heart.

Stepping up to the edge of the bed, Duan Yaosi sat on the chair by the edge of the bed, looked at the hand resting on the edge of the bed, thought for a while, and tentatively pulled it up.

The touch is gentle and delicate, but Duan Yaosi's heart is not a little bit charming at this moment, there is a kind of faint self-blame and unexplainable pity transmitted from the soul.

He clearly didn't know how to coax an unconscious person, but after holding the person's hand, he subconsciously put his hand on the back of the person's hand and patted it. He said, "I never lied to you, never..."

I don't know which answer you are looking for, I don't know what you are asking, and I don't know the twists and turns, but even so, I can tell you with a clear conscience that I have not lied to you.

Because, I don't give up.

How can I be willing, how can I be willing to lie to you every penny.

Xiaoran...

The word "familiar" flashed by, but Duan Yaosi didn't catch the tail of the familiar word, just like a shooting star flashing away in the summer night sky, always passing quickly in the blink of an eye.

Duan Yaosi thought,