After reading through the book, big attacks and small attacks are jealous for me

Because of his illness since he was a child, Shang Tian has been imagining what would happen to his parents and other elders if he left one day, but the dream at this moment made him feel it personally.

Before wearing the book, he remembered that he fell into a coma due to a heart attack, and lost consciousness at all, but now he seemed to have turned into a transparent wandering spirit, floating in the sky above the hospital for a while, following his memory. When I arrived at my ward, I saw my own body lying on the bed for the second time.

The first time was also in a dream not long ago, when he saw Lu Shian standing still, and also saw Lu Shian holding back tears because of himself.

But there was no Lu Shi'an in the ward at the moment, only his father lowered his head solemnly, his shoulders trembled slightly, and his tall and straight figure collapsed, as if he had been crushed by something.The mother, on the other hand, gradually changed from sobbing softly to howling loudly. Her well-maintained face was pale, as if she had become haggard overnight.

"My Tiantian... woo woo woo"

"Tian Tian, ​​don't abandon mother..."

"Mom, without you, how will I live in the future..."

Shang Tian's eyes became more and more sour when he heard the crying.

He remembered that when he was a teenager, his grandmother tried to persuade his parents to have another child, but they didn't want to, they didn't want to have another child to replace themselves, and they didn't want to share their love with another child.

At that time, Shang Tian was still young, and his feelings were not very real. Now that he sees his parents who are no longer young, facing his departure, and will even be old and homeless one day in the future, a strong hatred suddenly arises in his heart—he hates himself , I hate my incompetence, I hate why I came to this world in the first place.

Mom and Dad were still crying in disarray, Shang Tian's vision suddenly became blurred, and when his eyes became clear again, time seemed to have passed more than ten years in the blink of an eye.

This time, the place where he wandered was no longer the hospital, but a villa on the outskirts of the city. That was the place where Shang Tian grew up. He didn't move into the city until he was in junior high school.

The villa was exactly the same as in memory, the warm-toned building was bathed in the warm sunset, the garden was lush with vegetation, and there was a rattan rocking chair on the tree-lined path, on which a middle-aged woman lay quietly.

Shang Tian got a little closer, and found that the middle-aged woman on the rocking chair was her mother, Meng Jing, but she looked much older, with obvious lines on her face, her hair became thinner, and even her sideburns There was also some gray hair showing.

It's dinner time, other people's parents may be busy with their children, but Shang Tian's mother stays alone in a villa, wasting time little by little.

Shang Tian opened his mouth subconsciously, but the "Mom" couldn't wake up the woman in front of him no matter what.

I don't know how long it was so quiet, Meng Jing finally moved, she opened her eyes first, the bright eyes of her youth have long been worn away by time, now only numbness and vicissitudes are left, as if a person who just followed the rules of human beings Instinctive living puppet.

Shang Tian followed Meng Jing, and followed her to the attic on the top floor of the villa. There were some miscellaneous things piled up there, but now someone took care of them in an orderly manner, and it turned into a small viewing room full of atmosphere. .

Meng Jing turned on the projector, and slowly opened a folder, which was full of images about Shang Tian, ​​including clips of babbling when she was a child, and all the movies she participated in as an adult.

The woman watched quietly, with no expression on her face, neither sad nor self-deceiving smile.

I don't know when the wind blew up in the sky, all the windows in the attic were open, the snow-white curtains fluttered wantonly with the wind, and after a while, the wind became stronger and stronger, Shang Tian turned around and wanted to close the windows behind him, But I heard Meng Jing stand up abruptly, her footsteps were very hurried.

Shang Tian didn't care about the window behind him, just turned around when he saw Meng Jing's bony back disappearing from the attic window.

"boom--"

The wind was still blowing, Shang Tian froze in place, his mind went blank.

The scene in front of him was turned upside down again, the window with white curtains disappeared like a broken mirror, Shang Tian only felt that he was wrapped in a dense black fog, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Sweetie! Wake up!"

Just when Shang Tian was about to struggle, a familiar voice suddenly came from his ear—it was the original author of this novel.

"What was that just now?" Shang Tian's eyes were red, and his lips trembled involuntarily.

The author sighed and told the truth: "That is the world you originally existed in, but the timeline has been pushed back by 15 years."

In other words, after suffering for 15 years, my mother chose to commit suicide to end her life.

Shang Tian just felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.

"Sweetie, don't worry, the thing is like this, in the original world, you are indeed dead, and if you don't interfere, your mother will indeed die by suicide 15 years later. But—"

"As a book wearer, you have already completed the task of influencing the villain, which completely disrupted the development of the original book. Because of this, you will get a reward, that is, you can choose to return to your original book. World, your illness will be completely cured, and you can live happily with your family for a lifetime."

Shang Tian was startled.

"I know you get along well with the big villain," the author didn't know what was going on, and suddenly became hesitant, "but the plot in the book is always just a virtual existence, it is not real."

Shang Tian was quiet for a long time before opening his mouth: "How will I leave the world of the original book?"

The author continued to falter: "Well... You know the routines of wearing books, most of them are death escapes."

Shang Tian nodded, and the next second, he woke up in the book-traveling world.

"Yo? Are you acting in a Qiong Yao drama in a dream?" Brother Xiong, who was sitting by the side, glanced at the tears on Shang Tian's face, and joked, "A double harvest of love and career, what did you dream about so sad?" ?”

Shang Tian stared blankly at the air in front of him, and then smiled after a while: "It's nothing, I just dreamed that I had an incurable disease and was about to die."

Brother Xiong looked at him incredulously: "Your dream is a bit outrageous. You forgot that Director Meng took you for a medical examination a while ago?"

"I'm just dreaming casually." Shang Tian took out his sunglasses and put them on, with the corners of his mouth curled up, "Don't worry, I didn't take it seriously."

After the two arrived at the airport, they didn't expect to meet a lot of fans sending them off. The original owner had never experienced this kind of treatment.

"Sweet and safe journey!"

"Sweet, I went to pray to the Bodhisattva a few days ago, you will definitely be angry!"

"Sweetie, you must have a good time with Xuanshen!"

Shang Tian smiled and bid farewell to his fans, because the number of fans in his previous life was astonishing, he didn’t feel this at all, but Brother Xiong was different, his fat face could not hide his excitement, and his small eyes almost narrowed Line up. ,

"It still feels good to be popular," Brother Xiong said with emotion, "The movie with Emperor Mu will be released soon, and I will definitely be able to add more firewood by then."

Shang Tian responded indifferently.

Brother Xiong asked: "What should I say next, do you want to read the script first or take a few days off first?"

"Brother Xiong, let's put the work aside for now." Shang Tian turned his head and reached out to pat Brother Xiong on the shoulder, "You are not too old, go and find someone!"

Brother Xiong let out a very exaggerated "harm", "You have to save money first before finding a partner, otherwise how could people like me, why do you want to pay me some salary in advance?"

Shang Tian waved his hand: "I will pay you 20 years in advance!"

Brother Xiong only thought Shang Tian was joking, and rolled his eyes.

It was already late at night when the plane landed, and Meng Zexuan came to pick him up in person. As soon as Shang Tian saw someone, he jumped on the other person, buried his head in the other person's neck like a koala, and remained obediently motionless.

Amid Brother Xiong's "tsk tut", Meng Zexuan got into the car with the man in his arms, and the two of them changed from hugging to cuddling each other.

"What's wrong?" Meng Zexuan's lips almost touched Shang Tian's earlobe, "What happened?"

Shang Tian turned his head and sneezed, and said in a muffled voice, "I just have a little cold, and I feel uncomfortable."

Meng Zexuan frowned, stretched out his hand to touch Shang Tian's forehead, found that the heat was too high, and quickly found a small blanket to wrap Shang Tian's whole body: "Is this better?"

Shang Tian only showed one eye, and hugged the man's arm tightly: "It's much better."

Meng Zexuan responded, but his frowning brows did not loosen for a long time, and he didn't know the reason. A bad premonition faintly rose in his heart, like a cloud of cloud gathering, making him a little breathless. Not angry.

After returning home, Shang Tian felt that his cold seemed to be getting worse, and his head was so heavy that he had to support it with two hands.

Little Meng Zexuan ran out wearing slippers "da da da", his always serious little face was full of childish joy: "Sweet!"

Shang Tian managed to pull himself together, and slowly squatted down to meet the child's hungry tiger, but before he received anyone, the child was put aside by the back of the neck by Meng Zexuan who was standing aside.

"He's sick." Meng Zexuan said concisely.

Little Meng Zexuan originally planned to seriously emphasize the serious topic of "Don't pick him up casually" with the man again, but when he heard that Shang Tian was sick, he immediately became nervous: "What's wrong with Tiantian?"

Shang Tian sighed, still hugged the child into his arms, stretched out his hand and patted the other person's back comfortingly: "It's just a small cold, it's the same as last time, you'll be fine after taking the medicine, you Don't worry."

Little Meng Zexuan felt uneasy in his heart, but he refused to show it. He just nodded obediently: "Then Tiantian, go to rest, I'm going back to my room to sleep."

"Good boy." Shang Tian took a deep breath of the milky scent on the child, and then kissed him on the forehead.

Suddenly receiving a kiss, little Meng Zexuan's body froze immediately, he moved his lips but didn't say a word, so he lowered his head hastily, and fled away like a flattered little animal.

Shang Tian stared at the child's back, couldn't help shaking his shoulders and laughing.

After laughing for a long time, he realized that the boss was still standing beside him motionless. He turned his head and saw the man with his thin lips pursed, his face stern, and he seemed unhappy with that posture.

Shang Tian was a little confused for a while: "...what's wrong with you?"

Meng Zexuan did not speak, but stared deeply at Shang Tian with certain eyes.

Shang Tian tasted it carefully, he seemed to have seen this look somewhere before... It seemed that Meng Zexuan had this look when he was talking to Mu Cheng when he was in the program group.

"Kiss his forehead," Meng Zexuan finally opened his mouth after waiting for a long time without waiting for a response, regardless of whether Zhu Bo and the family doctor were also on the side, he became jealous seriously: "You haven't kissed me yet. .”

Shang Tian: "..."

Is this still the big villain whose eyes can scare him to death?

"Let's discuss this topic at night when we return to the room." Shang Tian took the man's hand and pulled him into the living room, "You really don't feel ashamed."

Meng Zexuan thought expressionlessly: What's there to be ashamed of?

After the family doctor's examination, Shang Tian just got a cold because of the weather change, and the fever was only a low-grade fever, and he only needed to take medicine.

Meng Zexuan breathed a sigh of relief, and after sending him away, he stared at Shang Tian and drank the medicine himself.

Shang Tian was very disgusted with bitter things. When he was a child, he would cry when he accidentally ate a piece of bitter melon. Now he didn't know if the family doctor had a grudge against him, but the medicine he prescribed was all decoction.

It smells bitter.

Shang Tian wrinkled his nose, sat at the dining table and looked around idly, but refused to open his mouth to drink the medicine.

Meng Zexuan waited for a while, and finally couldn't stand it any longer. He pulled up a chair and sat beside Shang Tian, ​​picked up the bowl of medicine and smelled it.

Shang Tian immediately exaggerated: "Is it particularly bitter? I think the curative effect of that capsule is very good! There is no need to drink this bowl of soup!"

Meng Zexuan seemed to be immune to Shang Tian's cheating. After taking a sip of the soup, he turned around and imprisoned the other party condescendingly under his body, his sharp eyebrows raised slightly.

It's self-evident what the boss will do next. Although the two of them have kissed and hugged each other before, they haven't tried the greasy and difficult action of "crossing the medicine". Just when Shang Tian was about to blush When the heart beats—

Meng Zexuan swallowed the medicine into his stomach with a "gulu".

Shang Tian: "..."

Meng Zexuan was also afraid of suffering since he was a child, and it can be seen from Meng Zexuan's body. After drinking the medicine, his expression was slightly stiff, and his two eyebrows were about to shake hands in a friendly manner.

"It's bitter," the man said calmly, lowered his head and gently touched Shang Tian's forehead, and said soothingly, "But I will accompany you."

It turned out that the boss didn't want to feed him himself, but took a sip by himself and coaxed him to take a sip.

Shang Tian couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.

The man's slightly bitter smell lingered in his nostrils, and his eyes were full of solemnity and love. Seeing the other party's expression as if he was treating a peerless treasure, Shang Tian gradually lost his smile.

There is only infinite attachment and reluctance in my heart.

"Come closer." Shang Tian took a deep breath and showed a sly smile again, "I'll try to see if the medicine is bitter or not."

Meng Zexuan was stunned. Although he didn't understand what Shang Tian said, he obediently moved closer, almost pressing his forehead to the other's.

Shang Tian let out a triumphant laugh, put both hands on the back of the man's head, pressed down like a lustful street bully, and made a domineering sneak attack.

Shang Tian had tasted the bitter taste in Meng Zexuan's mouth, but he didn't know if the taste of love was too sweet at this moment, so he didn't think it was so hard to accept.

"Would you like to drink?" Meng Zexuan finally opened his mouth after a while, and the tips of his ears turned red again, "I'll get it for you."

Shang Tian nodded, and looked away with a suppressed smile.

After going through untold hardships, Shang Tian finally drank the medicine, and had a particularly sweet sleep that night.

For the next half a month, Shang Tian's low-grade fever symptoms kept coming and going. After going to the hospital for a full set of checkups, it still didn't help. All work was stopped, and he could only lie at home obediently to recuperate.

Ever since Shang Tian fell ill, Meng Zexuan's complexion became uglier day by day, his frowning brows hardly relaxed.

Everyone was tossing and turning about Shang Tian's illness, only Shang Tian didn't care about it, he knew it was a signal that he was about to leave this world, but he didn't like a parting full of misery, and he didn't want others to see him listless A dejected look.

It was evening when Shang Tian left. Little Meng Zexuan was painting the sunset in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. He was holding a paintbrush in his chubby little hand, and his strokes were not steady, but luckily he was serious enough. After he finished painting the scenery, he turned his head to look at Shang Tian, ​​trying to I tried my best to draw him all my life.

It's a pity that he didn't learn enough skills all his life, and after drawing for a long time, he was still extremely ugly, so angry that Xiao Meng Zexuan dropped his pen, crossed his arms and sulked with himself.

Shang Tian held back his smile, raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed a few times, only to find that his skin was almost transparent.

Meng Zexuan was sitting on the sidelines working, two slender and white fingers typing rhythmically on the computer keyboard, sitting upright as usual, even if he didn't say a word, it still gave people a kind of alienation without anger and prestige Sensation——until he looked at Shang Tian who was nestled in the recliner, the iceberg melted instantly, and a soft light appeared in his deep eyes.

Shang Tian smiled foolishly at the man, and looked at his hand again.

It has become almost transparent.

The "death escape" mentioned by the author of the original owner before does not seem to be the traditional understanding of physical illness and death, but the body of the original owner gradually becomes transparent like the water on the lake, and eventually disappears, leaving no trace for the people around him. The next cold corpse.

This is also very good, Shang Tian thought silently, although he does not know whether the world will continue to function normally after he leaves, but at the moment before his death, he can explain to Meng Zexuan that he is not dead, but Went to another world...

However, the planned farewell was too late to implement, Shang Tian immediately passed out when he saw the panicked eyes of Meng Zexuan and the child, and when he regained consciousness, he was already lying in the hospital in the real world.

The voice of the author of the original book came from the depths of his mind: "How do you feel, sweetie?"

Shang Tian was sullen: "I haven't had time to say goodbye to them yet."

The author didn't know if he lacked empathy, so he laughed exaggeratedly: "Don't worry, there may be opportunities in the future."

Shang Tian wondered if there was a fart chance, could he be allowed to wear books again?

"Tiantian are you awake?"

Just when Shang Tian was angrily about to bite someone, Meng Jing pushed the door open and entered.

"Hey, mother's sweetheart, you're awake, it's been three days since the operation!" Meng Jing's state was completely different from that haggard woman in the nightmare, with delicate makeup and fragrant hair. The appearance is just a young girl in her twenties, "How is it, is there any discomfort?"

Shang Tian choked on Meng Jing's perfume, and wrinkled his face: "Mom, you smell so sweet."

Meng Jing ignored her son's complaints, and held Shang Tian's face with both hands with a smile: "It seems that you are recovering well, Lu Shi'an said that you will be fine if you wake up."

Hearing the name Lu Shi'an, Shang Tian stiffened strangely.

In the previous dream, I saw the scene after my death. Lu Shian’s behavior did not seem to be just a brotherhood with him, because Lu Shian and Meng Zexuan looked very similar. Shang Tian even felt that if Meng Zexuan saw him dead , will also look like Lu Shi'an.

"Lu Shi'an..." Shang Tian pursed his lips, "Still my attending physician?"

Meng Jing smiled and said, "Of course, there is no better doctor than him at home and abroad. Why do you ask Tiantian?"

Shang Tian shook his head, but said nothing.

It was at this time that Lu Shi'an opened the door and came in.

The slender and straight body is hidden under the white coat, but the proportions against the sky can still be seen, because wearing a mask, only a pair of clear and cold eyes are exposed, as serious as two blades.

"Shi'an, are you here? Show Tiantian quickly." Meng Jing hurriedly stepped aside.

Lu Shi'an responded lightly, and began to do some routine inspections on Shang Tian.

During this period, Shang Tian remained motionless, not even daring to breathe.

When he was in the book world before, his memory of Lu Shi'an was not very clear. Now that he saw a real person, he found that Lu Shi'an looked exactly like Meng Zexuan.

Even the micro-expression of subconsciously pursing his lips while working is exactly the same.

Shang Tian felt a little distressed for a while.

Lu Shian likes himself, he likes Meng Zexuan, Lu Shian looks 90.00% similar to Meng Zexuan——

Isn't this the classic configuration of avatars?According to the plot in the novel, the next step is to use Lu Shi'an's feelings to use Lu Shi'an as a substitute, acting like a scumbag.

Shang Tian slapped himself in the heart, how could he treat his own little boy like this?Even if someone has been in love with him for many years, he can't use him as a substitute!

Compared with Shang Tian's uncomfortable body, Lu Shi'an seemed much more natural. He checked Shang Tian in a businesslike manner, and even after asking Shang Tian if he felt uncomfortable, he subconsciously wanted to reach out and rub Shang Tian s hair.

Shang Tian: "???"

Ah, ah, don't touch your hands, okay?I'm already married!

"Observe for a few more days, if there is nothing else, you can transfer to the general ward to recuperate slowly." Lu Shi'an didn't know if it was because the repulsion in Shang Tian's eyes was too obvious just now, and his face became a little smelly, "Ring the bell for something."

After speaking, he left very coldly.

Shang Tian looked at the identical backs of An and Meng Zexuan when they landed, and felt pain in his heart.

I miss Meng Zexuan a million times.

Woohoo, what can I do next.

Shang Tian stayed in the intensive care unit for another three days before being transferred to the general ward.

Those three days were very difficult, because Shang Tian found that Lu Shi'an seemed to be different from before.

The intensive care unit is equipped with nurses and nurses. Generally, it is not the turn of the attending physician to do body scrubbing, but I don’t know if Lu Shi’an is too busy to panic. He reports to the ward on time and on time three times a day, doing business by himself. Tian wiped his body, his movements were very considerate and meticulous, and he didn't look unfamiliar at all.

The wound on Shang Tian's chest has not healed yet, and there are still many testing instruments attached to his body. He is basically in the state of a lamb at the mercy of others. He once tried to resist, but was strangled in the cradle by Lu Shi'an's sharp eyes.

In addition to body scrubbing, Lu Shi'an was also very interested in the matter of "feeding". After he drove away Meng Jing on the grounds that the patient's resistance was not suitable for long-term visits, he sat on Shang Tian's hospital bed like a cold-faced god Before him, holding a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, he said coldly to Shang Tian, ​​"Open your mouth—"

On the day when he was moved to the general ward, Shang Tian couldn't bear it anymore, taking advantage of no one to visit in the middle of the night, he called Lu Shi'an in front of him.

Shang Tian sullenly said, "Let's talk."

Lu Shi'an nodded and sat aside.

"We are good friends who grew up together, and I have always regarded you as an older brother." Shang Tian is not good at this type of conversation, and his speech is a bit stuttering, "I don't have any special feelings for you, you understand? ?”

Lu Shi'an looked unhurried, and opened his lips in a calm manner: "I don't understand."

Shang Tian wanted to scratch his head and scratch his head, he frowned and hesitated for a long time, then broke the jar and said: "In short, I don't like you, I have someone I like."

Lu Shi'an raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Who?"

Shang Tian sullenly refused to speak, and muttered in a low voice, "I won't tell you."

Regarding Meng Zexuan, there is really no way to explain it to Lu Shian. After transmigrating into a book, he fell in love with the villain in the book, which sounds really ridiculous.

In such a short while, Lu Shi'an suddenly came over, with his arms propped on the side of Shang Tian's head, and he stared down at Shang Tian's eyes, but he still couldn't see his emotions as usual: "When did I say I like you? "

Shang Tian was startled, and cursed secretly in his heart.

Is it just a misunderstanding?

When did Lu Shi'an become such a dog!

Before Shang Tian could think of a reason, Lu Shi'an lowered his head, lifted his chin forcefully, and fell a very possessive kiss.

Shang Tian was stunned.

One is because he didn't expect that Lu Shi'an would dare to kiss him forcefully, and the other is because when Lu Shi'an kissed him, it gave him the illusion of being hugged and kissed by Meng Ze.

The aura and habitual movements of the two of them coincided little by little, even the special faint rosin on their bodies was exactly the same, and Shang Tian was almost fascinated by it.

Fortunately, Shang Tian still had a sliver of reason, he turned his head abruptly, and pushed Lu Shi'an away aggressively.

"What's the matter with you? I told you that I don't like you!" Shang Tian's lips were red from the kiss, and a button on his collar disappeared inexplicably, "If you keep doing this, we won't even be friends!"

Lu Shi'an was stunned, but he didn't look angry at all, he just stared straight at Shang Tian, ​​as if he wanted to see a hole in the other's face.

After such a long time, Lu Shi'an finally spoke again: "It's me."

Shang Tian was still in the middle of getting angry, his eyes widened and he choked back ferociously: "What's so inexplicable?"

"It's me," Lu Shi'an emphasized again, lowering his head slightly, closing his eyes and sniffing the scent on Shang Tian's body, "It's been a while since I saw you, so you don't recognize me?"

Shang Tian was stunned suddenly.

Since Meng Zexuan became enlightened, he has gradually evolved from an innocent primary school chicken to a possessive big cat. His favorite thing to do is to sniff the smell of Shang Tian carefully. Beside the ear, the thin back is arched, the sense of territory and purpose are undisguised, trying to cover the prey under it with its own smell.

What is the connection between Lu Shi'an and Meng Zexuan?Why do they look almost exactly the same, even their language and demeanor are perfectly reproduced?

"What do you mean?" Some kind of answer was ready to come out, Shang Tian was so nervous that his hair stood on end, his hands and feet were cold, "Do you know Meng Zexuan?"

Lu Shi'an finally laughed out loud, his voice was magnetic and pleasant.

"Do you know why you left that world without having time to say goodbye?"

"Because we will meet again in another world."

With a sound of "Bo", Shang Tian felt as if he heard someone pluck the strings, and the chaotic memory was finally brought out of order, and the part about Meng Zexuan was closely connected with Lu Shi'an.

No wonder he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity when he saw Meng Zexuan for the first time.

No wonder Meng Zexuan has an extremely high IQ and is extremely strong in mathematics, because Lu Shi'an was originally a genius in the field of mathematics, but he suddenly changed his major to study medicine.

No wonder the poor author hesitated when he spoke, it turned out that he was not the only one who wore the book.

Shang Tian's expression was still a little dazed, but that incessant mouth had already started to babble——

"Do you have real-world memories from when you first started?"

"When did you know that you belonged to Lu Shi'an?"

"You already knew that, didn't you? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Lu Shi'an smiled and didn't answer Shang Tian's questions. The image of abstinence in the daytime seemed to be just a disguise for outsiders, but now his true colors were revealed, and he kissed Shang Tian silently and deeply.

Shang Tian's originally tense muscles gradually relaxed, letting the other party do whatever he wanted like soft bread in a microwave oven, until Lu Shi'an went too far and made him unable to make a sound, he suddenly realized a problem, hurriedly Busily cupping the man's cheeks with his hands, he asked again: "When did you know you belonged to Lu Shi'an?"

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Lu Shi'an had no choice but to speak: "In my dreams, I often dream about things that happened in the real world, but the memory is completely restored after you leave."

Shang Tian frowned, and felt a sharp pain in his heart: "That is to say, you only found out that you also came through books after I died."

Lu Shi settled down for a while, but said nothing.

Shang Tian closed his eyes, but the eye sockets were still very sore. In the blink of an eye, a few tears dripped down his cheeks.

In other words, Lu Shi'an experienced his own death once, and Meng Zexuan also experienced it once.

Shang Tian couldn't imagine experiencing the death of his lover, and he had to experience it twice.

Compared to Shang Tian, ​​Lu Shi'an, the person involved, was not so sad. He even smiled again, licking and licking off all the tears on Shang Tian's face.

"I'm fine." He said softly.

Anyway, it's good that you come back.

Shang Tian finally couldn't hold back, hugged the other party tightly and sobbed softly.