Dagami is seriously ill [Quick Transmigration]

From then on, in the old castle, Duke Angelo and his favorite butler began to live a special life.

The appearance feels very fresh every day, because the butler looks different during the day and at night. He teases the butler during the day and the butler teases him at night. This is like a kind of interest, which is not explicit but very clear.

Although there is an order to "fall in love with me", after all, there is an insurmountable identity barrier, and ambiguity is still ambiguity.

However, ambiguity is also good for ambiguity. This kind of ambiguity at least has a security line of defense. The further step is identity barriers. It is unwilling to take a step back, so it is best to be in the middle.

A strange dream recently made this ambiguity even more fermented.

I have been puzzled by my appearance for several days, why such a dream can be so real.In the dream, I fell in love with Ruichen and had a very sweet time, but in the end I left Ruichen.

Why do you have such a dream?

Did he know Ruichen before?

It was such a dream that made him more interested in this man. He always felt that all encounters were predestined, maybe there was a period in the past and present.

The white horse is running fast in the forest, the air passing by the ears is fresh, and the speed makes the mood extra pleasant.

"Wow, it's so comfortable!"

The wide cloak fluttered over the white horse, and when the cloak landed on the horse's buttocks, it became clear that there were two people on the horse. The tall man behind him was hugging the petite boy in front of him.

"Your Highness is happy." Ruichen glanced over the boy's head with a calm gaze.

Yan Zhi leaned in Ruichen's arms, feeling so happy, she just turned slightly sideways and hugged Ruichen's waist, leaning her head on it.

"I'm so happy to be with you, I wish time would stay in this moment forever."

The juvenile's joyful voice was mixed with the howling wind, the speed seemed to cover up the volume, but it was clear to Ruichen's ears.

There was a sneer in the man's eyes, but his tone was gentle: "I also hope to be with His Highness forever."

The pure and innocent An Qiluo is no longer the man who lied to him in order to live forever, but he still can't let go of the hatred in his heart. Coupled with the existence of the badge, the dual factors make him even more vengeful.

1000 years ago, appearance deceived his feelings and took away his badge.

After 1000 years, this person and the child with the same face value will be in his arms and can be at his mercy.

Then why doesn't he take revenge, take revenge for the pain he has suffered for so many years, no matter whether the child is that person or not, he also wants to see this face showing pain.

The younger brother likes appearance very much, that's because the younger brother has never experienced that love-hate relationship, but he remembers it.So no matter how much my younger brother likes it, it is useless. He is the master of this body, and he has the final say on whether to stay or leave his appearance.

Yan Zhi raised his head slightly to look at Ruichen, the wind on both sides of his cheeks blew the hair on the man's forehead, his handsome and indifferent face was so pretty, just like the one he dreamed in every day.

Indifferent, longing for the sun, the man who fell in love with him in his dream.

The taste of love is what he longs for. In his dream, he seems to have tasted the sweetness of love, and what is life without you.

And after getting along for this period of time, he discovered that Ruichen was indifferent and steady during the day, and gentle and affectionate at night.And from the beginning to the end, the man in his dream is Ruichen in the daytime, who treats others with indifference and alienation, calm and charming.

So every day after waking up, he would stay in bed for a long time, just thinking about what kind of dream this is, is it because he thinks about it every day and dreams at night?

Is it instructing him to do something, such as fall in love with the man behind him?

That's why he tentatively asked this sentence.

But he was not very satisfied with the man's answer, he felt that the tone was insincere.

He snorted coldly and turned back: "Do you think I can't hear it? Don't try to lie to me, don't ride a horse, go back."

He doesn't want to be with others, and he won't say such demeaning words in the future.

I don't understand why Ruichen at night loves him so much and he is so indifferent during the day. It's really like two people, so it can't be two people, right?

Feeling like he was being played with, he decided not to give Ruichen any good looks.

"Yes, Your Highness." Ruichen seemed to feel the displeasure of the person in his arms, a sneer appeared in his eyes, did he feel uncomfortable?

This discomfort is only trivial.

After returning to the castle, something happened that made Yan Zhi even more unhappy.

"Your Highness, a letter from His Majesty Caesar."

Seeing that Yan Zhi came back, the maid hurried forward and handed the envelope in her hand.

The font on the envelope was still in the familiar cursive style, Yan Zhi looked at the letter and didn't really want to open it, without even thinking that Caesar wanted him to go back to the palace.

There was disgust in his eyes.

After receiving the envelope without opening it, he glanced at Julia and said, "I see."

It seems that Caesar's birthday is coming.

After speaking, go upstairs.

Julia looked at His Highness's back worriedly and sighed.

"Why are you sighing?" Ruichen looked at Julia.

Julia glanced at the man beside her: "Hasn't Your Highness told you for so long? That's right, you are just His Highness's new slave, and you may be disgusted after a while, Your Highness has always been like this."

Ruichen frowned when he heard what the woman said, as if he disagreed with the word disgust.

Julia smiled when she saw the situation: "Why, don't you believe it? I'm just an example. You don't know that His Highness smiled at me so cutely before you, and would be willing to cling to me to play everywhere. Now you still hate it. .”

Turn around and leave.

Ruichen looked up at the spiral staircase, and saw that the boy's figure had disappeared from sight, while Julia's words were still echoing in his ears.

——What is new for a while will soon be disgusting.

He twitched the corner of his mouth self-deprecatingly, didn't he.

He tried it 1000 years ago.

This time he can no longer be manipulated.

The sunlight scattered all over the ground, and the figure by the window was shrouded in the light as if it was about to be melted.

Yan Zhi opened the envelope directly, and did not carefully scratch off the sealing wax on the envelope with a knife, but directly tore off the edge of the envelope, and then took out the letter paper in the envelope.

Hands are shaking.

He actually didn't want to see anything that Caesar gave him, because just looking at it would cause nightmares all night.

But what can he do, he can't die.

He opened the envelope blankly.

——An Qiluo, my favorite, are you okay, it’s really lonely without you by my side recently, you should know me, I’m madly obsessed with your angelic body, your delicious blood...

Gradually crumpling the letter paper in his hand, the crumpled envelope fell to the floor with a clatter.

The feeling of nausea kept coming up from his stomach, he suddenly covered his mouth to prevent himself from making a sound, slowly squatted down and buried his head in his arms in pain, trying to make himself feel better.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to feel the cold blade slashing across his body. He could smell the bloody smell of rust in his nose, and he didn't feel any pain on his body.

The wounds made by the knife are like pieces of art, very small but oozing blood.

Caesar's crazy laughter could still be heard in his ears, and the more he resisted, the more he could arouse the tyranny in Caesar's heart.How could he forget Caesar's bloodthirsty eyes, so he wanted to escape, but he never succeeded once, as if there was something on his body that Caesar could monitor all the time.

He really had had enough, so what a price he paid to be able to come out this time, it should be said how much blood was shed on this body in exchange for such a freedom.

This old man always hurt himself under the banner of his favorite, just because he took the devil's eye, because he lost the pain sensation, because of the so-called magic medicine, in order to satisfy Caesar's desire and madness for blood, Every time I hurt myself, I scratched my whole body with bruises.

But in the end, I used that magical medicine to eliminate all traces, as if it had never happened.

But how could it not have happened, because of how much he suffered from this imprint, no matter how good the medicine was, it could not cover up the damage to his heart.

Even though he is no longer under Caesar's nose, he is still under Caesar's control.

So what should he do, no one can save him.

Who can take away the devil's eye in his hand, even if he sacrifices his own life, he is willing.

Ruichen's face flashed in his mind, this man...

Can you save him?

Lifting his head from the crook of his arms, he stood up and walked towards the desk, opened the drawer and took out something strange. Under the sunlight, the metal blades had a cold luster.

He took off the glove on his right hand, and the outline of the black and red eyes on the back of his right hand immediately appeared. This was the beginning of his nightmare, and this thing ruined his life.

Firmly insert the blade into the imprint on the back of your hand.

With a puff, his face was turned away, and it was the sound of blood splattering, and it was still splashing on his face.

The mirror on the side reflected the boy's appearance, the white dress and blood splashed all over his face, but the boy didn't feel any pain, no matter how deep the penetration was, he still remained expressionless.

"What are you doing!!"

As soon as Ruichen walked in, he saw such a scene.

The guy's right hand was hanging by his leg, and the blood gushed out crazily. Maybe it was because his voice was too loud, which caused the boy to turn his head.I saw that Yan Zhi's expressionless face was covered with splashes of blood, as well as his clothes.

At that moment, he felt the heart-wrenching pain, unspeakable anger surged up, his eyes sank, and he quickly stepped forward to grab the hand that was inserted by the blade.

"Are you crazy!" Ruichen tightly grasped Yan Zhi's hand and pressed the position of the aorta, so that the blood would no longer gush out crazily, but he looked at the depth of the blade insertion, and the anger at this moment made him forget He pretended to be himself, and yelled at people: "You are making fun of your own body, are you trying to attract other people's attention!"

But after he finished scolding, he found that his face was still expressionless, but tears welled up from his eyes, crying silently again.

Another hit hit his chest.

"I just want to get your attention." Yan Zhi looked down at the blood hole in his right hand, saw the blood staining his white sleeve red, and pulled the corner of his mouth with a bitter smile: "You know, I don't hurt."

Ruichen looked at the deeply pierced blade on the back of his hand, his brows frowned and his eyes gradually darkened. If he dragged on, his hand might be useless:

"I'm going to call the doctor." Even if he wanted to heal with saliva, it was not the time.

"Stop screaming, I'm fine."

"What do you mean it's okay? Do you mean it's okay?" Ruichen watched the boy's face getting paler and paler, and the anger in his chest could not be restrained at any time: "Is this how you torture yourself? Even if you are angry, if you want to do something Everything is fine, but why hurt yourself."

He thought that he had made this guy unhappy again just now.

"I said I won't hurt." Yan Zhi looked up at the man in front of him, the tears in his eyes blurred his vision: "Because I don't feel pain, no matter what kind of injury it is, I won't hurt."

"……what?"

tick, tick...

The sound of blood falling to the ground seemed to be infinitely amplified in the ears.

"I just want to be a normal person. I don't want to ruin my whole life because of this shit. I want to cry, laugh, and hurt. At least I can feel that I am living in this world, not stabbed by a knife, I won't even hurt if it enters my body." Yan Zhi choked up, he withdrew his hand from Ruichen's, and pulled the knife out from the back of his hand fiercely.

Blood splattered again.

Ruichen closed his eyes subconsciously, but the warmth splashed on his face at that moment made his head buzz.

How can you hurt yourself.

How could this be……

Immediately opened his eyes and pressed the back of Yan Zhi's hand, looking at the person with a little nervousness in his eyes: "Even if you don't feel pain, you can't do this, you know!"

There was some trembling in the man's words, as if he was afraid that he would really do something stupid.

Yan Zhi looked at the man holding the sheet to cover his wound. This time, the man was no longer indifferent. Because of his injury, the mask was taken off.

Ruichen tore the thin quilt into long and thin strips to stop the bleeding, and after a while he tried to put the person to sleep and then healed the wound with saliva.

He has long forgotten his idea of ​​revenge, and he is afraid that something will happen to this person.

"Are you worried about me too?" Yan Zhi asked lightly.

The boy's eyes were moist, and his obsidian-like pupils seemed to reveal the deepest hope in his heart. He naturally wanted someone who really cared about him, without any purpose.

"Worried, very worried, very worried." Ruichen heard the trembling in Yan Zhi's voice, trembling of fear, he looked up at Yan Zhi: "I know you don't want this thing, I will find a way to take it away, but I hope you don't hurt yourself, okay?"

He still overestimated his own heart.

He clearly knew that it might be that person's lie, but he just couldn't control his soft heart, and repeated it again and again.

"Then will you stay with me all the time? I want you to be serious." Yan Zhi asked with red eyes.

After being silent for a while, Ruichen said, "I will, really."

He lost.

Then I saw the young man throwing himself into his arms and hugging his neck tightly, the crying in his ears was still heartbreaking:

"Why did you come so late, woo woo woo woo..."

His appearance collapsed and he cried loudly, why hadn't he met such a person before.

Everyone knew that he had this horrible problem and avoided it. Even if he was injured, they just gave him medicine with a blank face, because they knew that he would definitely recover. There were no worried eyes, no concerned tone, nothing.

He only has himself, it is useless to cry, it is useless to make trouble.

In the end, Caesar would still have his body scratched and bruised.

After being injured and healed once, he felt that he was terrible, but he couldn't die.

Countless times, he would ask himself if he had done some heinous things in his previous life, so that he would suffer such retribution in this life.

Now it seems that it is, because in the dream he dreamed that he hurt the man in front of him severely, and it was because he stole the mark.

Or give it back to him, who wants this thing.

Ruichen hugged the trembling man in his arms, gently touched his neck with his lips, and apologized in his eyes: "I'm sorry."

After speaking, his eyes showed confusion. Why did this guy say sorry? He should be happy. It was this guy who took his mark, so he was punished.

He should be happy.

But why can't I be happy at all.

"This thing is yours, right? Take it away." Yan Zhi looked down at his ugly right hand, the blood couldn't stop at all, but he couldn't feel the pain and always felt that he was not alive : "Can you take it?"

He hugged Ruichen's neck tightly, and it was only now that he felt a little bit alive, at least he could still feel the body temperature.

Resting his head on Ruichen's shoulder, his strength gradually drained away.

This person can definitely save him, he has a strong premonition.

"If you take it away, the price will be your life." Ruichen hugged the person in his arms tightly, his eyes fell outside the window, and he didn't know what mood he was saying.

"Then take it away, I'm dead..."

Ruichen heard the voice in his ear getting softer and weaker, and the words he said in a weak tone were undoubtedly stabbing his heart with a knife.

He thought that he was going to take revenge, and wanted to punish others, and the punishment would leave him without saying a word and let him live alone in this world.

But he didn't expect this person to say such a thing.

How can this be.

"I won't allow it."

"But I'm so tired..."

Feeling the weakness of the person in his arms, Ruichen supported Yanzhi's neck, put the person's head in his arms, and hugged him horizontally and put him on the bed.

Yan Zhi's face was terribly pale due to excessive blood loss, as if he was about to leave in the next second.

Ruichen leaned down and said softly, "I'm here, so I won't let you suffer any more."

He thought that he should take back those harsh words again, don't be soft-handed, kill Yan Zhi, now it seems like a slap in the face.

Yan Zhi used his last bit of strength to hug Ruichen's neck, pulled his neck down and kissed him on the lips.

The slightly cool lips were like a touch of water, but there was a huge wave in his heart.

"If I did something wrong in my previous life, please forgive me. I don't think I did it on purpose. I must have reasons."

Ruichen watched the person slowly close his eyelids, and after a long time, he replied softly:

"it is good."

He lost again.

Sure enough, never won.

What stimulated him to make him compromise was that this guy was obviously the most afraid of death, but this time he told him that he wanted to die.

How could he be willing to let this guy say these words to him? He wants to kill his appearance and his appearance wants to die. These are not two different concepts.

Is there something he's missing?

What did he miss in the prince dispute with Caesar back then?

The author has something to say:

Let's talk about what they used to do.

The pace of this world will be faster, because it is to draw out that bad personality and kill it.

So the countdown begins.

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The next world is →【Give me a reason to forget】

False brothers are coming.