After the death of thousands of people, the enemy regrets it

After realizing that Chu Yan might be prone to depression, Song Zhuo's mood gradually became tense, and he began to pay attention to Chu Yan's psychological problems from time to time, for fear that he would have the tendency of self-abuse and suicide as described in the book.

However, Chu Yan was just a little unacceptable.

Every morning, Chu Yan wanted to lie on the bed for a while. Generally speaking, no one dared to wake him up, but these days, Song Zhuo came to his room on time every morning, and then used the extremely magnetic The voice came to wake him up, like a punctual human-shaped alarm clock.

When Chu Yan saw that Song Zhuo was coming, he was basically half awake.

However, Chu Yan really has no appetite at all, and his mind is groggy. He just wants to stay with the bed under him until the end of time.

So he wrapped himself in the quilt and silently resisted Song Zhuo's wake-up call.

But soon, Chu Yan regretted it.

Because Song Zhuo had peeled off the quilt wrapped around Chu Yan like a cocoon, and then put one hand on Chu Yan's back and the other on his hind leg, hugging him very easily and naturally. up.

Everyone in Chu Yan was dumbfounded.

He, a man.

The princess was hugged by another man!

Is this reasonable, is it scientific?

Chu Yan resisted subconsciously almost immediately, and panicked: "I can come down and walk by myself!"

Song Zhuo's face was very close to him, at such a close distance, Chu Yan could almost feel the man's shallow breathing.

He said with the same pampering and tenderness as treating a lover: "I want to hug you, can't I?"

Chu Yan didn't think it was very good.

Although he likes Xing Yuan, it doesn't mean he can accept every man.

He felt that he was bent only for Xing Yuan alone.

What's more, this person is still a famous big virus in the bureau.

It is said that he killed countless missionaries.

Thinking of this, Chu Yan was more on guard against this person.

Song Zhuo could naturally feel the glaring defense in Chu Yan's gaze, as if his heart had been stabbed at that moment, bursting with pain.

But it doesn't matter.

As long as people are still by his side, he has a chance.

Xing Yuan is not the only strong man in the world.

Why can't he own the people he can get.

......

While eating, Chu Yan was also in low spirits.

Maybe he is used to Chinese-style breakfast, and he loves soya-bean milk and fried dough sticks. The buttered bread, under-cooked steak, etc. on the table are completely out of his acceptable range.

He only drank a little milk and said he was full.

Seeing him like this, Song Zhuo frowned even deeper.

He probably didn't expect such a problem to arise after he brought Chu Yan to this ancient pagoda.

But why did he accept it well when he stayed at Xingyuan.

Song Zhuo lowered his eyelashes, then picked up a plate and walked slowly towards Chu Yan.

The soft bread was cut into small pieces, Song Zhuo casually inserted a piece, handed it to Chu Yan's mouth, and said gently: "Eat a little bit."

Chu Yan didn't dare to refuse, opened his mouth and slowly wrapped the piece of bread into his mouth, chewing carefully.

This meal was eaten bit by bit during Song Zhuo's feeding.

This meal, he ate very nervously.

Others may have felt the feeling of being fed by their parents when they were young, but Chu Yan has never had this experience since he can remember.

What's more, the person who fed him was still a big boss, a virus that would go crazy and get angry anytime, anywhere, so every bite he ate showed the determination of a strong man to sever his wrist.

After this meal, due to his high mental tension, in addition to acclimatization and loss of appetite, he had a very strong rejection reaction in his stomach, which caused him to run away without being stretched after Song Zhuo finished feeding to his heart's content. Go to the bathroom and spit it out with a "wow".

After vomiting "with painstaking efforts", Chu Yan turned his head and saw Song Zhuo standing at the door, staring at him solemnly.

His heart skipped a beat.

He has spoiled the food he has worked so hard to eat all morning. He must be angry, let alone this big virus with uncertain weather in front of him.

The more Chu Yan thought about it, the more he felt that he couldn't protect himself, and felt nervous and uncomfortable.

He said a little aggrieved: "I even said I don't want to eat..."

Song Zhuo didn't speak, but walked towards him step by step.

Hearing the heavy footsteps, alarm bells rang in Chu Yan's heart, thinking: Is it coming?Are you coming?Is this man finally taking off his gentlemanly coat?Is he finally going to stop pretending? !

Song Zhuo got closer and closer, so close that Chu Yan felt that he would crash into his arms at any moment.

He was so frightened that he couldn't help taking a step back, thinking of a Daluo god in his heart and treating him as a savior——

Guanyin!Tathagata Buddha!Jade Emperor!Please do me a favor, the child really can't hold on any longer, give me a chance to escape!

Seeing Song Zhuo stretch out his pale hand to him, Chu Yan closed his eyes subconsciously, almost preparing to die peacefully.

But Song Zhuo didn't hurt him. Instead, he held Chu Yan's thin cheeks with both hands, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

Chu Yan muttered: "No... nothing."

Even though he said so, Song Zhuo was not at ease at all.

For some reason, he now suddenly misses the past.

The former Chu Yan treated him like a child, and was willing to tell him anything in his heart, which made him realize what it means to be meticulous.

Since Virus was born, there have been countless murderous intentions lurking around him. Over the years, he has encountered no less dangers than Xing Yuan.

But Chu Yan's attitude towards Xing Yuan is completely different from that towards him.

He used to treat himself as a doting child, but he treated Xing Yuan as if he was treating someone he had a crush on, his little thoughts were full of heartbeat and panic.

To this day, Song Zhuo can't help but think, what would happen if Chu Yan could also like him and show such an expression to him?

He couldn't imagine his emotions at that time.

But maybe it's because I've never been loved...

So at this moment, he couldn't even imagine how happy he would be if he got what he wanted.

It's just that some happiness seems to exist only in imagination.

It was as if looking at Chu Yan just guarding against him, he felt his heart was like a whetstone, and there were bursts of dull pain.

......

Xing Yuan has been staying in the main god space these days without sleep or food.

He didn't rest for a moment, and he didn't dare to stop for a moment. He must find out which world Chu Yan was brought to by the virus as soon as possible. Only by knowing this can he take immediate rescue actions.

But if you want to find Chu Yan in these worlds, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and the difficulty and complexity are unimaginable.

It was the first time He Hui saw Xing Yuan being so persistent, and he felt a little unbalanced in his heart.

Alas, he is also a big fan of him, so why is there such a huge difference in treatment between Chu Yan and him?

As long as Fan Xingyuan is willing to care about himself so much when he loses it, he said that he can definitely hit the wall for him!

It's a pity that all these ideas are not valid now, and he can only do his best to help the Lord God locate the world where Chu Yan is.

But this is undoubtedly as difficult as heaven, even if it can be found, I don't know how long it will take.

After about five days, Xing Yuan looked at the console of the main god space, and an idea slowly emerged in his heart.

Of course, that is a very quick way.

The current main god space cannot locate Chu Yan's world because the highly negative value world ruled by the virus is not controlled by the space-time administration.

Therefore, if he wants to quickly find Chu Yan's world, he must risk himself and conquer one world after another with high negative value.

Although he is the main god, there is no doubt that he has to pay a lot if he wants to achieve this level.

However, there is no price that is more tormented than staying here every day.

No one knows Chu Yan's current safety, this is the most annoying place.

He Hui saw the deep thought and persistence in the Lord God's eyes, and bad guesses suddenly surged in his heart.

No way...

When the thoughts in Xing Yuan's eyes slowly settled, He Hui suddenly grabbed his shoulder and said nervously: "Xing Yuan, you are not thinking about anything terrible."

Xing Yuan's rationality was slightly pulled back by him, but He Hui clearly knew that he had not changed his mind.

He Hui's complexion darkened, and he reminded secretly: "Xing Yuan, the world with high negative values ​​is full of countless evil thoughts, and none of the main gods of the past dynasties can completely subdue it. This has become a problem left over from history. You don't need to go through this trip. Muddy water."

"Give up, it's just a tasker who can't even perform tasks independently, even if... something happens, our administration will not be affected in the slightest."

Xing Yuan glanced at him, and replied firmly, "I can't give up any of my missionaries."

He Hui knew that no one could change Xing Yuan's stubbornness, he pursed his lips, and had no choice but to let go of his hand slowly even though he was unwilling to do so.

After Xing Yuan turned and left, He Hui whispered softly: "If I was taken away by the virus, would you spare no effort to save me like this?"

Xing Yuan has already left, and no one can answer his question.

......

Continuous rain, cold wind outside the window, harsh environment

Chu Yan has been here for almost a week.

He felt that he couldn't sit still like this and had to find a way to escape.

There must be a purpose for Song Zhuo to bring himself back. Although he didn't know what the purpose was, he knew very well that Song Zhuo must be on the opposite side of Xing Yuan.

That being the case, he couldn't allow himself to accept Song Zhuo's house arrest here all the time.

Moreover, he couldn't imagine what kind of life he would be in if he stayed here all the time.

Traveling is going from a place where one is tired of living to a place where others are tired of living.

However, this place in front of me is more like a dead cemetery than a place where other people get tired of living.

It was as if there were strict laws hanging over everyone's heads, preventing them from expressing their emotions boldly. Everyone put on a cold mask, and when facing themselves and Song Zhuo, they were respectful like robots Same.

Chu Yan is an ordinary human being, and such an environment is too depressing for him.

He decides to run away.

Now there are several questions in front of him.

First, he still has shackles on his hands. When Song Zhuo is gone, his range of activities is limited to places that can be reached by qualified ropes.

Second, he doesn't know which world he is in now, and he doesn't know how to report his situation to the Space-Time Administration.

Third, the seemingly indifferent servants here are actually Song Zhuo's eyeliner. Once he has any abnormal behavior, it is difficult to guarantee whether they will report these things to him in full.

Now that he actually wants to fight so much with the person he raised as a child in the past, when he thinks about it, he really feels that the world is impermanent.

After confirming the problem he was going to face, he decided to find a way to get Song Zhuo to take the initiative to take off his handcuffs.

But how to do it?

Facing the rainy window, he fell into deep thought.

He stood there for a long, long time, and similarly, he also stared blankly for a long time.

After he realized the life he had been thinking about for a long time, he found that not only had he not thought of anything, but his legs were still numb.

At this moment, there was a sound of unlocking the door of his room, it was Song Zhuo who came in to see him.

Chu Yan's body trembled, and he turned around to look. At this time, he suddenly felt that his footsteps were weak, and his unsatisfied body staggered, almost falling down!

Fortunately, Song Zhuo rushed up in time and held him firmly.

A virus with a strong body may not understand how a human being can not stand still without being injured.

Chu Yan didn't hang on Song Zhuo's body for too long, almost standing up as if getting an electric shock.

But he didn't escape, Song Zhuo seemed to not want him to leave, and followed that force to wrap himself in his arms.

The chest of the virus turned out to be very hot, even with a heartbeat.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt the scorching breath in his earlobe.

The man attached to his ear, and whispered softly: "Brother Xiaoyan, can you...try to like me a little bit."

Chu Yan thought to himself, when you were a child, I always cared about you. Of course, it came from my old father's love, but now you are kidnapped and placed under house arrest. My old bones can't stand the toss.

After Song Zhuo asked that sentence, he stood there obediently like a child waiting for an answer, waiting for Chu Yan to give him an answer.

Chu Yan was taken aback by this inexplicable confession that didn't look like a confession, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but seeing Song Zhuo's serious appearance, he became even more uneasy.

If you don't understand, just ask, if you reject him at this time, will he die in the next second?

At this time, he could only keep his head down and remain silent.

Song Zhuo knew what his silence meant, and the palm on Chu Yan's back slowly tightened, and his whole body was tense, as if he was enduring some emotion.

Chu Yan obviously felt that something was wrong with him, so he quickly tried to answer his words.

He asked nervously, "Why do you ask so suddenly?"

Song Zhuo lowered his eyes, looked at him deeply, then slowly bent down, put his palm on the back of Chu Yan's head, his eyes fell deeply on Chu Yan's lips, and his face got closer and closer.

Chu Yan's heart was blank for a while, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to push Song Zhuo away.

Because he hid too hastily, his heels got knotted, and he fell to the ground.

Of course, there's nothing terrible about falling on your ass.

The scary thing is Song Zhuo's expression now, it feels so dark that ink can drip out.

Seeing his appearance, Chu Yan began to crazily input his views on love: "Listen to me, Song Zhuo, I think kissing can only be done between couples, but think about it, what is the relationship between the two of us now?" Woolen cloth?"

Song Zhuo tilted his head, as if he was seriously thinking about their relationship.

Chu Yan felt that he had bluffed him, so his confidence doubled, and he continued to increase his firepower: "I think we should listen to the essence of the meditation mantra more, once a day to prevent falling in love, and playing it on a loop every day is the best strategy. When you grow up, you may transcend all things and no longer need to be dominated by emotions.”

"We want to be a noble person, a pure person, a person who is free from vulgar interests, do you understand?"

Song Zhuo listened to his words, but smiled softly.

"You are the emotion. I have never tried it in the past ten thousand years. I have indeed experienced the state of detachment you mentioned."

Not being brainwashed by Chu Yan's fallacy, Song Zhuo pressed on step by step: "But if you nod to my liking at this moment, I can feel happiness hundreds or even thousands of times better than those in the past."

Chu Yan said solemnly: "No, no, no, we must always keep in mind one truth, that is, entertainment to death. I think it is enough to maintain a certain threshold of human happiness. If there is too much, it will pass."

Hearing this, Song Zhuo nodded his head as if approving, but suddenly squatted down and looked down at him, the teasing in his eyes was so blatant.

He said softly: "You are right, but unfortunately I am not a human being, but a virus."

Chu Yan said kindly: "That shouldn't be the case. This is a cross-species relationship. You can be down-to-earth when you fall in love, but you can't be down-to-earth. We..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Zhuo stretched out a hand to pinch his cheeks on both sides, forcing him to face him squarely, not to avoid the question.

Song Zhuo said coolly: "Don't mention to me that viruses and humans can't love each other, you just need to know that you are already an indispensable part of me, every time you invite me to sleep in the same room with you to make me happy, Do you know what I want to do?"

Chu Yan swallowed and said, tremblingly: "What do you want to do?"

But after asking, he began to regret it.

He felt that the next topic should not be what he wanted to hear.

Sure enough, Song Zhuo used his lustful eyes and whispered: "I want you to cry and beg me, I want you to regret inviting me to sleep with you, I want you to hold me tightly, I want us to fall together."

Chu Yan felt himself trembling all over and wanted to cry.

But Song Zhuo still didn't intend to stop at all. He stroked Chu Yan's lips with his fingertips, and said with loving eyes: "Tell me, if I do this now, is it too late?"

Listen, masters speak at a level.

It's too late, as if I can't wait to do it.

It's not too late, wouldn't he be able to start acting immediately now.

Now he just wants to recite a poem on the spot to improve the atmosphere at that time - stop and sit in the maple forest at night, frost leaves are red in February flowers.

No, there is "late", pass.

Countless thoughts flowed through his mind like an assembly line. Finally, he remembered a great philosopher who once said that he should learn to bow his head and pretend to be pitiful.

So, Chu Yan lowered his head silently, as if his emotions had collapsed suddenly, he said dully: "Song Zhuo, I never imagined that I would have that kind of relationship with you."

"I have someone I like, although I know that we will never be able to, and I should always be a small existence to him, but..."

"Maybe you don't know that feeling, but I always have an inexplicable familiarity with that person. He untied my heart knot, he gave me a belonging, and he is so powerful and dazzling. I can't keep up with him, and I don't even dare to pursue him blatantly, but I believe I can control my feelings."

"If you also have that kind of different feelings for me, I hope you can gradually forget them, because I do the same."

Chu Yan's love has always been like flowing water, neither can express it nor proclaim it, but it will be deeply hidden in his heart and slowly digested by himself, just like sea water smoothing a stubborn stone, making it round and smooth .

Song Zhuo looked at Chu Yan who was so frustrated, his eyes became darker and darker.

The person he likes actually likes him too, and they had a fate long, long ago.

It's ironic to think about it. Without his intervention, this person should be happily staying with his beloved now.

What a pity, what a pity...

How could he let Xing Yuan get what he wanted, and how could he let the man in front of him leave him and run to another man's arms contentedly.

Unless he wanted to see Chu Yan standing on the same front as that person, pointing the deadly sword at himself.

Just thinking of that scene made him feel pain in his chest, suffocation and pain.

So, he lied.

He pretended not to care about what Chu Yan said, raised his hand to stroke Chu Yan's soft hair, and said with a cruel ending: "But the person you mentioned already has a sweetheart."

Chu Yan froze for a moment, his body trembling a little, but he still raised his eyes and listened to him continue.

Song Zhuo felt a little displeased when he saw his direct gaze.

About that person, how could he be so focused on listening.

However, he still gritted his teeth and continued to make up stories: "I have known him for at least ten thousand years. Although he is the main god now, he was also a normal man in the past. Think about it, how could he not have someone he likes, even if it is Now, he still misses that person."

Chu Yan's Adam's apple swallowed up and down, his eyelashes drooped, and he said softly: "I know...I know."

Seeing this, Song Zhuo showed a triumphant smile at the corner of his mouth.

He hugged him gently, wrapping him in his warm arms.

This time, Chu Yan did not refuse.