After being scummed by four men

"His heart to me is like the moon in the mirror, flowers in the water, illusory bubbles that cannot be reached."

"Sometimes, I can clearly feel it, as long as I bow my head and kiss him gently, I can touch his fragrance, but sometimes it is so cold, reminding him every moment that this moment is a dream, this moment is like an illusion, and it is so close So close, so far away."

"Nissan! Where have you been all these years!" Knotabagi Yujin clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and shouted at He Zecheng, "Do you know that before Grandpa died, he was always talking about whether something happened to you, why? There has been no news for so many years?"

The killing intent on He Zecheng's body froze, his eyes lost focus, and there was a smile frozen like plaster on his face.

Grandpa Knotweed, dead?

"Why, why don't you come back to see grandpa, and see me?" Knotabagi Yujin didn't know the inside story, he just asked his Nissan sadly and angrily, thinking that before his grandfather passed away, he was talking about congratulations every day because of worry. Ze Makoto, shouted, "Nissan! Aren't we family??!"

He Zecheng's smile gradually disappeared, and he felt that his dead heart was still alive, sending out bursts of heart-piercing pain, and there was an irresistible helplessness and sadness in the gap between the flesh and blood The pulse flowed out.

Why?Why have I become a curse and still hurt so much?

He Zecheng's fingers trembled, trying to touch his heart to relieve the pain, but he just twitched his fingers, and finally did nothing.

I'm damned, I don't need feelings.He Zecheng said this to himself.

Having feelings will only lead me into endless bad luck, He Zecheng recalled the embarrassment and pain of the past, and tried hard to convince himself.

This is good, if I abandon my humanity, no one can hurt me anymore, and no one can make me suffer.

He Zecheng thought so, but the boy in the sky suddenly regained his black pupils, his wings disappeared, and he fell from the sky with a bewildered expression.

"Eh?!" Yoshino Junpei was pushed out unexpectedly, and he was caught off guard by the sudden fall from a high altitude, which prevented him from summoning his shikigami "Yodotsuki" in time.

Fortunately, Yuzu Yuhito reacted very quickly, took off with a few run-ups, and under the shocked gaze of Nanami Kento, he caught Yoshino Junpei with a physical strength that was not like ordinary people.

Seeing that Yoshino Junpei has fully recovered and is safe and sound, the 15-year-old Knotaba Yuhito quickly put aside the matter of Nissan's sudden escape, and began to care about Yoshino Junpei happily.

Jianren Nanami looked at Yuzuhito and Yoshino Junpei with complicated expressions.

This is great, suddenly there are two curse containers, the "King of Curses" and the "Lord of Evil", and the cowardly high-level officials are going to blow them up now.

Senior Wu Tiao and Xia You are about to go crazy too.

As soon as He Zecheng returned to the field, he was hugged tightly by a strong embrace.

"Don't be sad," He Zecheng felt the man clumsily stroking his back and spine, trying to comfort him, and heard him whisper above his head, "Go visit the grave some other day."

He Zecheng, with light golden eyelashes hanging down, snuggled into Fu Heisher's arms, his body twitched involuntarily when he heard this, and then fell silent for a while, speaking calmly:

"Don't go."

Fu Heisher was stunned, something bad came from the bottom of his heart, he held He Zecheng's face in his hands, looked at him with downcast eyes, trying to see his eyes clearly.

There was silence in those black and gold eyes, only the turbulent darkness and malice flowing slowly—these were a pair of cursed eyes.

Fu Heisher pursed his lips, feeling a chilling uneasiness, which even caused a thirst-like illusion, so he lifted He Zecheng's chin and kissed it.

He Zecheng raised his head to bear his kiss, his tongue was constantly hooked and lingering with him, the entangled sound of water stains made He Zecheng's eyes gradually turn red, and the eyes looking at Fu Heisher were not the same as before. It was so empty and indifferent, but it was forcibly dyed with a layer of anxious sex by Fu Heisher.

Only then did Fuheshier let him go.

Fu Heisher's thumb slid gently on his red and swollen lips. He pursed his lips tightly and looked at the silent He Zecheng. A trace of fear quietly attached to his heart like a shadow.

Yoshino Junpei was brought back to the high school by Nanami Jianren and Knotabagi Yuhito.

"Sincerity!" Gojo Satoru eagerly pushed open the door of the infirmary, teleported to the hospital bed, leaned over to look at Yoshino Junpei's black eyes, Yoshino Junpei looked back at him blankly.

"Wu, don't scare him." Niato said flatly to Wujo Wu, who was busy with something in his hands, without looking back.

Gojo Satoru noticed that Yoshino Junpei's eyes didn't have any change in mana, so he eagerly lifted the blindfold, but gently pressed the blindfold on his knees.

Gojo Satoru's beautiful blue eyes stared at Yoshino Junpei, his thin lips seemed to be flattened with grievance, and he said coquettishly, sticky:

"Cheng, why don't you talk to me~"

Yoshino Junpei was first stunned by Gojo Satoru's beautiful, inhuman eyes, and then he heard this 1.9-meter-long white-haired man talking to himself in a jk-like tone.

Yoshino Junpei was shocked, he twisted his body in embarrassment and was trying to avoid this good observation, at this moment, the door of the infirmary was pushed open again.

A handsome man wearing a dark blue cassock, half-tied ball head and long hair shawl came in. His earlobes were slightly longer than Buddha's ears, and he wore two blue and black earrings. His pair of long and narrow eyes stared coldly He glanced over at himself.

For some reason, Yoshino Junpei felt his hair stand on end, and immediately sat up straight.

The man in cassock was not as eager as the white-haired man in front of him, but his steps were very slow, very slow, as if he was walking towards him carefully step by step, and it seemed that he was just graceful.

He finally walked up to himself and looked down at himself.

His cold eyes suddenly changed, and the gentle waves in them flowed, as if he was overjoyed and sad.

His thin lips moved slightly, and in the end he didn't say anything, but just stared at him deeply, as if looking at an unreachable dream.

Yoshino Junpei stared blankly.

Although this later man in cassock was not as stunning as the white-haired man in front of him, he was as beautiful as an ink painting with infinite charm.

But these two people obviously didn't come for themselves, but for the curse named He Zecheng who saved him.

But Yoshino Junpei remembered the indulgence he saw on the throne when he was just rescued and first arrived in the domain. It is obvious that He Zecheng's current lover is someone else.

So this is why He Zecheng turned a deaf ear to the call of the two no matter what, and refused to see them no matter what?

However, Fuheshier was strangely uncomfortable at the moment.

He Zecheng ignored him, and has been silent since returning to the high school.

He looked at the blond young man sitting on his lap, looked at his long light golden eyelashes, bowed his head and kissed him, but the fear in his heart intensified.

He Zecheng just lowered his head slightly, and then raised his head to look at Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie outside, his eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking.

Fu Heisher immediately grasped He Zecheng's waist.

Fuheshier may have a secret inferiority complex in terms of luck, so unlucky that he is called "not suitable for picking up the pie that falls from the sky", but in terms of charm, Fuheshier has always been very confident.

But he still panicked in front of He Zecheng, because he knew that He Zecheng was not the kind of person who only loved appearances, and he had watched He Zecheng's love-hate entanglement with Liuyan and the mantra in his memory.

However, Fu Heisher is just a rotten person in his heart, there is nothing worthy of love, his appearance is not favored, and his love falls behind. A fear of losing the person in front of him permeated his heart.

Fu Heisher held He Zecheng's waist tighter and tighter, but He Zecheng still had that indifferent expression.

Fu Heisher finally couldn't help it, lowered his head to touch his forehead, and said in a deep voice:

"Cheng, do you know? As long as you love me, I have nothing else to ask for."

He Zecheng slowly pursed his lips and did not speak.

"Don't love me, Cheng, I don't want anything, I just need you." Fuheshier raised his head and stared at him closely, and said in a low voice, "Cheng, you won't lie to me, will you?"

He Zecheng felt a little flustered, but forcibly stopped turning his head like a guilty conscience.

His eyelashes trembled, and he finally raised his eyes to look at Fuhesher who was hiding in fear, but he didn't say anything.

He Zecheng slowly turned his head away, his face was reddish, his fingers touched the hem of his scarlet robe, and he slowly lifted it up, revealing a large piece of lively and fragrant snow, which immediately attracted Fu Hei Shir's attention.

Fu Heisher held his breath, squinted his eyes slightly, licked the scar at the corner of his mouth, stood up and put He Zecheng down on the throne, making him step on the armrest with a reddish face, and leaned over to cover it ...

Wujo Wujo came to the school infirmary every now and then, wanting to see if He Zecheng came out today, and at the same time walked around in the infirmary like a confused cat, but he walked in a very irregular manner, like a jumping cat. Like cat balls.

Xia Youjie came less frequently than Wutiaowu, but his less frequent visits didn't seem like he didn't care, but more like a kind of restraint.

Every time he came, his steps were very slow, very light, and cautious, as if he was afraid of scaring someone away or breaking something.

Every time I come, I don't speak, but I just glance over from time to time, always with a kind of tenderness and sadness.

Yoshino Junpei went from being embarrassed by the two to sympathizing with the two. He has naturally noticed the performance of the two for more than a month.

Although Yoshino Junpei has never experienced any love, he can also feel how deeply the two of them have for the curse that saved him.

But it seems that He Zecheng already has a lover, so it will be more miserable.

But Yoshino Junpei didn't dare to tell the two that Makoto He Ze was living in his body now, if something made him unhappy, maybe he would die directly.

So Yoshino Junpei could only say nothing, and looked at them sympathetically.

Jiarui Nishizi pushed the door in wearing two sealed glass jars, just in time to see Yoshino Junpei's sympathetic gaze, she snorted softly:

"Shunpei, there is no need to sympathize with them, they are just scumbags, they deserve it."

"Eh?!" Yoshino Junpei stared blankly at the two men who were said to be "great good teachers" according to Yuzuhito Katsuobu, and couldn't turn his mind for a while.

Gojo Goku grumbled and pursed his lips to complain a few words, but Xia Youjie didn't mean to refute a word, but just stood aside silently, looking down at the ground.

Looking at the attitudes of the two, Yoshino Junpei was even more dumbfounded: "...is it true?!"

Nitzi walked over with a calm expression, one arm pushed away the angry Gojo Wu, and before the other arm touched Xia Youjie, Xia Youjie showed a little helplessness on his face, and obediently let her get out of the way.

The three of them watched without knowing why Nitzi put the two glass jars on the dissecting table, and then surrounded them one after another.

I saw two embryonic things quietly floating in the two glass jars.

"Embryon?" Gojo Gojo glanced at his eyes, and his tone was puzzled.

"Well, for more than a month, an embryo with no fetal heart and no consciousness was taken from the cells on Cheng's eyes. The DNA is not very complete. It can only be said that it is similar to Cheng, but not exactly the same." Two glass jars, said lightly.

Xia Youjie pondered for a while: "Is this Cheng's request?"

Nitro nodded casually: "Yes, although Cheng has become a curse now, if you are here, nothing will really happen to Cheng, right?"

Nitro raised his head and looked at the two of them, his eyes were flat: "I have always believed in you, you will not let me down."

Xia Youjie just smiled and lowered his eyes, but Gojo Wu smiled arrogantly, put his arm around Xia Youjie's shoulder, and raised his chin at the glass:

"Go ahead, Nitro, we are the strongest."

Nitzi raised his eyebrows, then turned his head, opened two glass jars, and said to Yoshino Junpei who was confused and absent-minded:

"Okay, Makoto, let's start the transfer—"

However, Gojo Satoru looked at the two glass jars and suddenly thought of a question:

"Wait a minute! Why are there two?"

He didn't notice that Xia Youjie, who was hugged by him, had already frowned slightly, as if he had guessed something.

Then Wutiao Wu's voice got stuck as soon as he finished speaking.

In the blink of an eye, Yoshino Junpei's right eye turned into a golden pupil, flashing a dazzling and strange light, and a strong smell of curse instantly filled the infirmary, and then the boy raised his hands, two The vine quickly grew out of his palm, broke the glass jar, and touched the embryo.

Two embryos turned into two young adults in the blink of an eye.

The two of them had blond hair and the other had black hair. The blond haired one was sitting on the dissecting table wondering what to think, while the black haired one turned his head and gave Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie a provocative look, then lifted the blond haired The young man's chin performed a deep kiss for everyone on the spot.

The smile on Xia Youjie's face disappeared immediately, Wujo Wu became even more expressionless, and directly sent him a "Cang"...

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Junpei: Youruhito, how can you make a false advertisement? ! qwq

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