I have all the characters that the male protagonist loves [Quick Transmigration]

Fan Ye was afraid that Jiang Xing would be stepped on by the sheep, so he couldn't take care of his backpack, and rushed straight to where Jiang Xing fell.

"Jiang Xing!"

"I, I'm fine." Jiang Xing stretched out an arm from the sheep pile and shook him with difficulty, "Hiss—my waist hurts."

Fan Ye became anxious and lost his strength. He pushed the sheep that weighed several hundred catties to this side, trying to squeeze a way for him.

Jiang Xing fell to the ground and rubbed his waist, his face was so painful that he pulled it up.

"How did you fall?"

Jiang Xing sighed and pointed to his ankle: "It's all this little guy."

Fan Ye pushed aside the last sheep, and finally saw the true face of the "little guy".

That's a black and white... collie?

The puppy looked like it was only one or two months old, not as big as a shoebox. At this time, it was biting Jiang Xing's trouser legs from side to side, and it was still screaming young.

What a... vicious dog.

Jiang Xing scratched the puppy's armpit twice, and the puppy kicked its legs blankly, its mouth relaxed, and Jiang Xing volleyed to him.

"What are you doing, little guy." He tapped the tip of the puppy's nose, "You're only young enough to be employed?"

Jiang Xing probably likes dogs very much. When he saw the little milk dog, his eyebrows and eyes softened when he smiled, and his whole body turned into a jar of honey.

Fan Ye knelt down beside him, "Does it still hurt? Let me touch the bone."

"It's okay." Jiang Xing shook his head, his eyes fell on the puppy, "It's all grass, it doesn't matter."

Fan Ye looked at the puppy and then at him, and said helplessly, "Go into the house."

"Oh." Jiang Xing reluctantly put down Xiao Bianmu, "My glasses are gone."

"I'll help you find it."

Fan Ye frightened the flock of sheep just now, and the head sheep quickly ran away with the younger brother, not daring to bother them anymore.

This time, the puppy did not leave with the flock of sheep. Its two small front legs were pulled on Jiang Xing's legs, and its hind legs kicked hard, trying to climb up.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Xing simply stood up with the puppy in his arms, and the puppy immediately lay obediently in his arms and stopped making trouble, his wet eyes full of dependence.

Not long after, Fan Ye came back with a broken shelf, and sighed, "The sheep was trampled. Are you a doctor?"

"Broken?" Jiang Xing tilted his head, "Then don't do it, I can see clearly normally."

Without the black-framed glasses to cover him, the youth's clear amber glasses were particularly bright, reflecting Fan Ye's figure, as if he was the only one to be seen in the vast world.

Fan Ye suddenly turned his head in embarrassment, "Let's go."

The two entered the largest main house on the farm, and the bloody smell almost overwhelmed them.

"Ugh..." Jiang Xing's face turned pale in an instant, and he could hardly stand still while holding on to the door frame.

The quiet puppy in his arms suddenly struggled violently, barking anxiously.

Jiang Xing's legs were weak and he couldn't hold it, so he had to put it on the ground.

As soon as the puppy landed on the ground, it ran into the house with a miserable voice.

Fan Ye frowned: "Wait for me here."

When he saw the situation inside, even Fan Ye, who was used to seeing broken limbs on the battlefield, felt a little uncomfortable.

A border collie was skinned alive, and the originally shiny fur was thrown in the corner.Limbs were severed by sharp tools, and a mouthful of teeth was missing.

Judging by the blood splattered on the wall, it lived through it all.

The puppy threw itself on the fur and howled terribly, not knowing that the lump of flesh and blood was its mother.

Fan Ye picked up the puppy and left the house without letting Jiang Xing in.

The two had to settle in the farmer's warehouse, but fortunately there were sleeping bags and tents to use.

Jiang Xing hugged the puppy, lowered his head and wiped the blood off his body with a damp cloth without saying a word, and his whole body was shrouded in a faint cloud.

Fan Ye silently cooked the lunch and handed it to Jiang Xing, then lifted the puppy into his arms.

"Don't think about it, let's eat."

Holding the can, Jiang Xing suddenly vomited, and tears flowed out of his eyes.

Fan Ye said, "We can take it with us."

"Puppy?" Jiang Xing was pure and straightforward, and he really attracted his attention, "Will it drag you down even more..."

Fan Ye: "It's okay."

He said to Jiang Xing: "Think of a name for it, after going out, you have to register with the association."

"But I have to go to school, so I can't take care of it." Jiang Xing said.

Fan Ye said: "I can move next to your school, I will raise it, you come every day after school..."

He realized that something was wrong with his words and stopped.

Jiang Xing clapped his hands immediately, and said excitedly: "Okay! Then let's take it to the pet park to swim and make friends on weekends! I remember Bian Mu is very smart and can teach it to play Frisbee, shake hands, and hold things..."

He snapped his fingers excitedly, planning his and Fan Ye's life after they left the experiment field.

"I'm pretty good at cooking, and we can cook hot pot together. Can you eat spicy food? I like it very much."

He was full of anticipation, as if he would move in with Fan Ye tomorrow.

[I can eat spicy, abnormally spicy]

[I can eat it too, Xingcui is so spicy]

[?you again】

Fan Ye couldn't bear to see him look disappointed, so he said along the way, "I like it."

"Great."

The young man pursed his lips and smiled at him, the corners of his brows and eyes seemed a little shy, "Fan Ye...we will definitely leave alive."

After saying that, he lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes covered the brilliance in his eyes.

Fan Ye paused, and a strange yet familiar emotion suddenly emerged in his heart.

It's like... the moment Jiang Xing pulled him onto the platform that day, and the two embraced each other.

He didn't dare to think about it any further, and looked away in embarrassment.

The air in the room suddenly froze.

Jiang Xing stirred the canned soup and said softly, "Call it Starry Night."

Fan Ye scratched the puppy's neck and said hoarsely, "Okay."

Jiang Xing first divided Fan Ye's food and put it away separately, and then set aside some from his own share to feed Xing Ye.

"Let me see your hand." Fan Ye pulled Jiang Xing's wrist and carefully unwrapped the bandage.

Obviously his own hand was still injured, but he only remembered to look at Jiang Xing's wound cut by glass yesterday.

"Hiss." Jiang Xing couldn't help but flinch, and Fan Ye clenched his palm reflexively, not allowing him to escape.

Only this kind of subconscious action can show the strength of his own character.This wolf used rules to shackle itself, but now in a barbaric and cruel place without any order, the shackles were already crumbling.

Fan Ye immediately let go, and apologized, "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Xing shook his head and took a light breath.

The bandage was stuck to the wound, and when it was removed, a little blood scab fell from the bandage. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, so there was no need to cover it afterwards.

Fan Ye pursed his lips slightly, and sprayed the powder very carefully. Even if Jiang Xing just moved his finger, he would immediately stop and ask if it hurt.

He carefully observed Jiang Xing's every slightest reaction.

It took 10 minutes for a small injury to be healed, but Jiang Xing smiled first: "I'm not that fragile."

Fan Ye smoothed the powder evenly, "I know."

But he couldn't bear it.

Jiang Xing couldn't hold him back, and was held and handled carefully for a long time before he let go.

Jiang Xing asked: "I saw your wound burst open yesterday, are you okay?"

"It'll be fine tomorrow." Fan Ye's actions to deal with himself were much more rude and neat, changing the bandages in twos and twos.

Fan Ye packed up his things to let Jiang Xing rest, and said, "I'll go... bury it."

Jiang Xing nodded silently, and gently leaned on Fan Ye's shoulder.

Xingye was held in his arms, already drowsy.

【starry night?Tsk]

[Star Cubs really know it, Brother Fan was dumbfounded just now]

When Fan Ye was away, Jiang Xing also relaxed, gently kneading the puppy's pink meat pad, and said with a smile: "I really like dogs."

After that, he raised his head and added to the camera: "Don't think about it."

It's fine if he doesn't say anything, after he finished speaking, a large piece of [Hahaha] flashed across the bullet screen.

Fan Ye buried the Bian Mu who had died, and checked all the houses on the farm to make sure that no one else was hiding here.

He doesn't mind sharing the safety point with others, but judging from the survivors he has encountered so far, the probability of the other party's secret hands is quite high.

After all, you can't talk about benevolence and morality with a group of death row prisoners.

After Fan Ye finished touring the farm, the sky was getting dark, and the sheep had gotten used to going back to the pen to sleep by themselves.He picked up a pile of hay that had been drying outside and brought it into the house.

At first glance, Jiang Xing was a child who was spoiled and raised in the interstellar era. It is impossible for him to sleep on the ground like he was used to when he was marching. The sleeping bag should be made softer so that he won't get sore the next day.

It seems that Jiang Xing's house will have to buy him a softer mattress in the future...

Fan Ye paused when he opened the door and sighed softly.

What do you think.

"You're back. Is it safe out there?"

With his back turned to him, Jiang Xing turned his head and smiled at him when he heard the voice, "I dug potatoes in the back, and I can have tomato and potato soup for dinner."

He was holding a spoon in his hand, and the reddish color of canned tomato soup was still on his lips. Under the warm yellow candlelight, his skin was as white as jade.

Jiang Xing is not thin and thin, clean and straight like a young tree with vigorous vitality.The half-twist waist has a pretty curve, which is the flexibility unique to young people.

If the two lived together, maybe he would also lean out of the kitchen to say hello to Fan Ye who had returned late.

Or maybe Fan Ye was cooking, and Jiang Xing, who came back from get out of class, sat shoulder to shoulder with him in the kitchen to taste the food.

Jiang Xing is quite casual when getting along with familiar people, maybe he will hug his waist and look into the pot with his shoulders.

Fan Ye smiled slightly, turned his face away calmly to help him spread the hay and sleeping bag, and said, "Well, I like potatoes."

"I like it too." Jiang Xing sounded very happy. "Potato chips and small round potatoes are very fragrant. Cook them in a hot pot until they are sticky and sticky, and wrap them in sesame oil and mashed garlic to consume more oil..."

Fan Ye couldn't help laughing and said, "Go out and eat your fill."

However, Fan Ye slightly pressed the tip of his tongue against the palate.He no longer has a sense of taste... The word "attack" is like a dangling guillotine, and he doesn't know when it will hit his neck.

If the unknown drug in his body is the zombie virus, what will Jiang Xing do?How could he survive in such a cruel place alone?

The tip of the tongue without feeling suddenly tasted bitterness.

The potatoes for dinner were full of tomato juice, and they melted in the mouth after a sip. The unique food fragrance was more comforting than any words.

Not to be outdone, Xingye Xiaoxiao ate the potatoes that Jiang Xing had washed with clean water, and plunged into the sleeping bag with her chubby belly and did not move.

The little dog didn't know how long he had been hungry among the sheep piles.

Fan Ye took his own canned food and ate it until the end, only to find that there was a pile of meat at the bottom. It seemed that Jiang Xing had piled an entire can of luncheon meat on the bottom of his bowl.

Really...

He couldn't laugh or cry, while thinking how Jiang Xing could be so good and so likable, he also felt even more uncomfortable.

Fan Ye prayed silently, even if it is a zombie virus, please allow yourself to send Jiang Xing to the game exit before it breaks out.

He died at that time, Jiang Xing will be the only survivor.

Jiang Xing had already packed up and tucked into his sleeping bag. The puppy showed its head under his chin, staring blankly at Fan Ye.

Two pairs of clear eyes stared at him, and Fan Ye couldn't stand it any longer. He took a candlestick and touched one of his heads, and said softly, "Good night."

"Good night." Jiang Xing squinted his eyes and rubbed his palm like a kitten.

[Gah, Brother Fan is considered a cat and a dog]

[I want to tell the star cub what you said!You see if he seals it or not, you're done.]

Fan Ye blew out the candles and lay down next to Jiang Xing, the moonlight cast through the warehouse grille fell softly on the boy's face.

He smiled slightly, feeling a long-lost peace in his heart.

Although they are in hell, they are not so scary when they are with each other.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

#dog park#

Fan Ye (staring at the dog): Sit down.

dog (sitting)

Fan Ye: I taught him to sit, Jiang...

Jiang Xing (had a good chat with the senior, and played tug-of-war with the senior's golden retriever)

Fan Ye: ... Xingye, go grab a toy.

Starry Night: Woah! (charge)

Jiang Xing: The senior went to chase the dog, why didn't you call Xingye to stop.

Fan Ye: ... the child is grown up, and his heart is wild.

There is an extra chicken leg in the starry night bowl