When an honest person is dressed as a scum [Quick Transmigration]

Zhuang Rong didn't change his face: "Yes, because you hurt me because of sitting."

Ruoyou Ruowu touched the back of his hand, as if he really felt pain from sitting on it.

Actually not.

Jiang Jizhou didn't know what the person in front of him was thinking, he was quite guilty, so he didn't worry about being pinched.

He naturally sat by the bed and explained to the people next to him: "It's almost eight o'clock, and I'm going to make an appointment with the instructor to meet up."

The young man seemed sleepy, his shoulders collapsed like a small hill, lying quietly on his leg.

Knowing that this is the Second Young Master Gu.Jiang Jizhou couldn't help being distracted while speaking, and looked down at him, only seeing the jawline that was as superior as a model, sharp and extremely aggressive.

He slowly admired it. Suddenly, the young man on the side of his leg turned his head, changed his direction, and met his focused eyes.

Caught off guard, the tenderness in Jiang Jizhou's eyes was also overlooked.

Zhuang Rong was taken aback for a moment, then smiled slightly.

He stretched out his hand and smoothed the messy folds on Jiang Jizhou's black pants. He was meticulous and his eyes were unclear: "Perhaps you should restrain yourself and don't show such an expression."

"Huh?" Jiang Jizhou didn't know why.

"I like men."

Jiang Jizhou thought for a while: "You know me too."

So?

Jiang Jizhou was short of writing these three words on his face.

"Because that expression makes people want more..." Zhuang Rong whispered.

Jiang Jizhou was even more puzzled.

What do you want?He said these vague words and never gave an answer.

Jiang Jizhou almost instantly recalled the way of getting along with Young Master Gu in the previous small world. At the beginning, the other party would restrain himself, but when the relationship was established in the later stage, when the other party said this, it was when Jiang Jizhou's lips became bald.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jizhou's throat twitched, feeling a little thirsty.

"Why do you want it?" He couldn't help lowering his head and asked.

why?Will like him, want him, whether it is past life or this life.

The young man was also stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Jiang Jizhou to ask him why he liked it with a serious face at such a vulgar moment of confession.

And this question, he couldn't answer it for a while, he only remembered it.

why?

When I saw him for the first time, my heart would beat violently, and all the blood in my body screamed two words: thirst.

"Perhaps there is love at first sight in the world." Zhuang Rong shook his head.

love at first sight?

This kind of thing is always very suitable to be put together with the bloody vocabulary of past life and present life.

Jiang Jizhou suddenly lowered his head and looked at the person.Those eyes were complex, as if seeing some familiar soul through the youth.

The young man could also see that the other party lowered his head slightly, and his light-colored eyes revealed the slightest affection.

Zhuang Rong was stunned. He always likes to analyze every emotion in people's eyes. This look is so complicated that he can't distinguish it. The only thing he can see is that the other party is also yearning for him.

Jiang Jizhou is too stupid, he can't hide the emotion in his eyes perfectly like Zhuang Rong.

The corners of Zhuang Rong's lips curled up.

Since you are thirsty, why not ask for it?

So Jiang Jizhou saw the young man lying on the side of his legs move, looking up at the lower half of his face, his eyes were inexplicably obscure.

Lips to be precise.The young man's black eyes were fixed on the little zombie's disastrous lips, he raised his head slightly, and moved his back slightly away from the bed...

But the slightest, the breath is hot.

Jiang Jizhou didn't breathe. He was at a loss for a moment when he heard the other party's rapid breathing.

To reject or to accept?

Jiang Jizhou closed his eyes slightly, but without even a second, he opened them again, couldn't help but subconsciously leaned back, and stretched out his hand to cover the aggressive gaze of the other party looking up at his lips.

Eyelash feathers swipe, itching in the palm of the hand.

Because the palm covered most of his face, Jiang Jizhou couldn't see the young man's eyes dim.

Obvious evasive action.

Lambs don't like hungry wolves.

But if so, why did he make such a misleading move?

"I thought you were implying that I was 'yes'." Zhuang Rong used what Jiang Jizhou once said to Zhao Yutang, and he pursed his pale lips, "You also know that it's hard to be hung up on by others, so why... ..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man's lips were pressed against his cold fingers, which smelled like medical disinfectant, which was reassuring.

A low voice suddenly sounded in the ear.

"Can."

He didn't use sign language, and although his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, every word was extremely clear and solemn.

Jiang Jizhou was almost sweating. Would it be too frivolous and too sudden to say this?

After all, they have no emotional transition in this world...

The motionlessness of the people under his hand aggravated his uneasiness even more.Jiang Jizhou almost moved his hand away, but suddenly his fingers were grabbed and pressed heavily on the opponent's eyes.

The fit was so tight that it was a little scary, and Jiang Jizhou could feel the young man's slightly rolling eyes.

The palm temperature is very hot, different from my own.Jiang Jizhou was a little frightened: "I, I can't control the strength, move away quickly."

Jiang Jizhou still remembers the last time he patted Ah Shi on the shoulder and made someone cry.

"No," Zhuang Rong gripped his fingers, his voice low and hoarse, "That's it, you say."

He didn't want to be seen at a glance, he felt out of control.

Jiang Jizhou had no choice but to be careful to ensure that he would not smash the eyes and heads of the human beings under him with all his strength.

"I think it's okay, but it's too sudden," Jiang Jizhou thought of the last time, he smiled slightly, and continued, "Maybe we should be like ordinary couples, step by step, starting from holding hands..."

His words were interrupted.

"Makelove again?" The young man's voice was calm, deep and sweet, like an elegant gentleman.

Of course, first of all, ignore those tiger and wolf words in his mouth.

Jiang Jizhou froze for a few seconds, he realized that he almost wanted to cover his face.

Why are you so attached to this thing? ! !

Jiang Jizhou sighed, if he was not sure whether the young man and Young Master Gu were the same person before, then he is completely relieved now.

"Can you?" The young man pressed his hand and urged him.

Zhuang Rong couldn't see, the little zombie's ears were red like drops of blood.

"No."

The strength of the young man's grip on his fingers suddenly increased, and Jiang Jizhou returned to his senses in an instant, and replied in a low voice: "I think it can, but I'm a zombie, that, do you think it can?"

that's true.

Zhuang Rong let go of his hand, opened his eyes, and straightened up.

His eyes glanced down, astringent and revealing.

Crazy people have no empathy and no shame.

Jiang Jizhou was there, he sensed the danger, so he couldn't help picking up a pillow to block it, and he stepped back slowly: "What are you doing?"

The young man gave him a deep look: "Can zombies *?"

Jiang Jizhou: "..."

He said, "I haven't tried it."

That is not knowing.

Zhuang Rong looked at him meaningfully.

So, try it?

"..."

What to try, try it, his face is pale and his eyes are sunken now, he is still rotting away!

Seeing things rushing in a strange direction, Jiang Jizhou stepped out of bed as if fleeing. He was like a good woman who was humiliated by a bully, and quickly started to dress. It was cold, and he added an extra black coat.

"It's time to get down to business." He repeated, "It's half an hour before eight o'clock, and I'm going out to the entrance of the hospital in the center of the capital to meet with Instructor Liang Bo."

"En." The young man responded, and got out of bed naturally, with his back slightly bent and his clothes on.

Just take it off, and don't shy away from Jiang Jizhou, the little zombie boyfriend who has just established a relationship.

Jiang Jizhou opened his eyes wide.

The white shirt is casually draped beside the bed. The young man has broad shoulders and narrow waist, eight-pack abs, and there are many elements for a perfect figure.

But the scars ruined the beauty of the work of art, there were several gunshot marks on the shoulders, and countless whip marks on the abdomen and back...

Just like the previous small world, it is like a little hedgehog.

Why is this world still like this?

"How did you make it?" Jiang Jizhou approached him, his voice trembling a little, and he could basically hear it if he didn't listen carefully.

Zhuang Rong turned his head sideways, noticed Jiang Jizhou's gaze on his wound, and thought it was Jiang Jizhou who was afraid, and he quickly wanted to button up his shirt, but at that moment, his cold fingertips had already touched him, caressing carefully.

He froze and raised his eyes.

The little zombie doctor asked him seriously, "Does it hurt?"

After Jiang Jizhou asked, he felt stupid. He is a doctor, and he can see the seriousness of the wound. It must be painful...

In the midst of entanglement, he was suddenly embraced forcefully. Unexpectedly, Jiang Jizhou brushed the other's soft black hair on his cheek, leaving a faint lemon smell.

Almost at the same time he smelled the scent, he raised his arms and hugged the man back tightly.

This is also a habit left by the last small world.

"It hurts." The young man whispered in his ear, "The medicine is also very bitter." Even when the whip was pulled down, the young man hoped that he would die from the pain soon so that he would not have to face the pain. This bad world.

Jiang Jizhou didn't make a sound, he knew that Zhuang Rong was remembering, what was he remembering, if Zhuang Rong didn't say anything, Jiang Jizhou couldn't continue to ask.

"As I mentioned before, I don't seem to have told you about my background." But the young man suddenly said.

"My parents are farmers. I have lived in a remote mountain since I was born, where people's thinking is as old as a dilapidated wooden house. I didn't leave that small mountain village before I was six years old. My parents lived for two years. Not in 30 years." Zhuang Rong paused, and actually laughed, but there was no smile, his voice was very low, and it was too cold, "The first time they left the mountain village was to find a human trafficker to sell me."

Jiang Jizhou's hands tightened.

Such a bad native family and experience...

Zhuang Rong was still smiling.

"That human trafficker sold me to a god religion. Those priests who believed in gods raised a bunch of skinny kids like me. They taught us to fight, teach us to hold guns, teach us psychology, and teach us how to recognize people's facial features. Subtle expressions."

Why do members of the Church of Faith in God teach this?

Jiang Jizhou was at a loss, this information was not mentioned in the original plot at all.

At this moment Zhuang Rong lowered his head and reached out to rub his innocent light-colored eyes.

"The priest feels that God hates evil, so he wants to obey God's will and judge the guilty, so that there will be no evil people in the world, and there will be truth, goodness and beauty everywhere." Zhuang Rong explained slowly, with a mocking voice.

"How is it possible?" Jiang Jizhou felt outrageous.

"It's not just that." Zhuang Rong said while comforting him.

"They raised a group of poor children, including me, who were brainwashed and raised from childhood to adulthood. When the children grow up, they start to do the tasks assigned by the gods - to get close to the guilty, to confirm, to judge. Just Like a killer organization, the difference is that they are not for killing, but for advocating the ultimate good."

"If it's good, they shouldn't buy people from traffickers." Jiang Jizhou said blankly.

"Yes." Zhuang Rong chuckled, "Actually, many of us poor children have not been brainwashed, and they also resist and are unwilling to kill. At this time, they will prepare a dark room for us to kneel in In the center, they lift up a cross or a whip soaked in salt water, and beat them hard to wash away the filth in our hearts.”

Jiang Jizhou panted lightly.What kind of religion is this?I'm afraid it's crazy.

"Maybe I killed someone." Deep in the memory, the young man still smiled, but his eyes were extremely gloomy, "I came from a dark background, just like killing a zombie. I don't feel any guilt or emotion. Are you afraid of me? "

In fact, I'm afraid it's useless.But Zhuang Rong still wanted to know the truest feelings of the little zombie.

"You won't kill people." Jiang Jizhou's eyes remained unchanged, watching the young man intently and calmly.He didn't even think about whether he was afraid or not. After all, youth would only bring him peace of mind.

This trusting look almost hurt Zhuang Rong, he wasn't even sure if he would one day...

But the little zombie was so determined, he stumbled and said: "You are very bright, you are so kind to me, even if I become a zombie, you won't give up on me."

Is it bright?

Zhuang Rong himself didn't believe it, and probably the people in the religious religion didn't believe it either. If they heard about it, they would all wish to strangle Jiang Jizhou, a nonsense man, to death.

Zhuang Rong is the scariest lunatic in the church.

There are countless people who want him dead, even the founder of the Shenhui...

Zhuang Rong didn't speak, Jiang Jizhou was very anxious.

There is no real empathy in the world. Patients with physical problems can only take medicine or surgery. If they have mental problems, they can also take medicine, but there is no medicine now.

Jiang Jizhou thought about it for a long time, and was hugged by the waist, and with difficulty he pulled out a small thing from his sleeve pocket.

He raised his hand to the young man's ear, it was a green packaged candy, fruit candy.

"Candy? It's not bitter." After Jiang Jizhou finished speaking, he thought that it was green apple fruit candy. It might be a bit sour, so he hesitated. "But it seems sour, not sweet."

Zhuang Rong stared at him, neither answering nor refusing.He was rarely in a trance.

This world was cruel and dark, and he thought he would die one day.But he didn't, he survived, and met this idiot who came from a dream and handed him candy.

"By the way," Jiang Jizhou suddenly thought of something again, "The god religion is so powerful, are you still safe? Are you not controlled by them?"

Zhuang Rong was silent for a few seconds: "I don't know."

No one expected the end of the world to come so suddenly, and Zhuang Rong didn't know if the divine religion was still alive.

"Then you fell on the street covered in bruises in order to escape from the divine religion, and bumped into me by mistake? There was another time when you said you wanted to leave and went to wander alone... because of the divine religion?" Jiang Jizhou only felt that the fog had dissipated , everything becomes clear.

Zhuang Rong was silent for a few seconds: "Yes."

Not quite right.

After all, there are not so many mistakes in the world...

Sometimes a redemption is just the farmer and the snake.