Dagami is seriously ill [Quick Transmigration]

The nickname Nao Nao was given by his grandparents, and only the two of them would call him that. He studied in the villages and towns from kindergarten to junior high school. This nickname has been with him for many years. How many years.

The incident of knocking on the glass suddenly brought back his memories. Why did he say that? Because when he was not in kindergarten, he once went to the orphanage with his grandmother. There were many children there. Like to run there.

At that time, he was probably only four or five years old. It was a bad habit of him to like knocking on glass when he was a child, because his grandparents at home would not allow knocking on bowls and tables. He felt unhappy and often went outside to knock on things.It was also that time because grandma took the children of the orphanage out to play, and he ran to knock on the window of the orphanage when he was bored playing alone.

When playing with them, he always ran to knock on the window. There is a very special window in the orphanage, which is very small, and they are all at the bottom. It is because of the bottom that he knocks happily. He is not tall and knocks on the window. It's just right.But one day when he knocked on a window, he saw a bloody hand, which made him turn around and run away in fright.

He's been having nightmares since that day, and then...

Um?Why can't he remember?

My mind went blank and I couldn't remember what happened to me afterwards.

But it is reasonable to say that this has nothing to do with Mr. Yang, and it is impossible for him to have contact with Mr. Yang in reality. This is absolutely impossible.

Because the background of the two of them is so different, how could they have the opportunity to contact.

Just when he was confused, the man suddenly stretched out his legs and sandwiched himself in the middle. The next second, he felt that he suddenly flew into the air, and then sat on the man's lap.

Yan Zhi: "..." Fuck, where is his glory, is he so easy to manipulate!He can't even beat a guy who sleepwalks and doesn't open his eyes!

Yang Chenchen easily hugged him on his lap, then wrapped his arms around Yan Zhi's waist and leaned his head on his chest: "I'm so cold..."

"It's cold and you sleep naked?" Yan Zhi gritted his teeth and looked at this aggressive man, and stretched out his hand to push him away.

Then he saw Mr. Yang put his quilt on top of the two of them as if he had opened his eyes, and his vision was dark.

The quilt seemed to isolate the outside world, forming a small space with only the two of them inside, and the temperature transmitted from Mr. Yang's body could be felt at a close distance, which was scalding hot.

"I'm so scared, I dare not go out."

The appearance is at a loss, what are you talking about?Also, is this person awake or not? Can sleepwalking still talk to people?

"Are you awake or not?" He didn't dare to move casually.

"woke up."

Appearance: "...Fuck, get up."

"I'm sorry." Yang Chenchen hugged the person on his lap tightly, and the warmth of staying under the quilt made him want to stay forever.

He just woke up, and he was very flustered when he saw Yan Zhi come in. He was afraid that Yan Zhi would scare people when he saw his crazy appearance, and he was even more afraid of what he did to Yan Zhi when he was sleepwalking.

He usually doesn't close the door when he sleeps at night, but for some reason he just has a premonition that he might do something tonight.That's why he closed the door and threw the key out, just to prevent himself from going out of this room.

Sure enough, those demons in his head reappeared, punishing him for getting angry with Yan Zhi today, pulling his nerves crazily, and the pain made him almost collapse.

But he didn't expect Yan Zhi to come in, and they all disappeared in his mind the moment Yan Zhi came in, because they were afraid of Yan Zhi.

The floor was so cold, he saw someone sitting on the floor hugging him, and even covered himself with a quilt, he hugged him on his lap because he was worried that the person would get sick.Then he was both happy and scared, but he didn't know what he had just done.

I am afraid that I will leave a bad impression on others, because I am sick.

"Did I just do something?"

Both of them stayed under the quilt as if they were whispering, a little childish but neither of them opened it.

"You're going crazy."

"Are you afraid?" Yang Chenchen felt a little annoyed, he should have thrown the key out the window.

"I don't have a good impression of you in my heart. I can't talk about whether you are afraid or not." Listening to Yang Chenchen's annoyed voice, Yan Zhi thought to himself how could he not be afraid. Self-harm is terrible.

And what Yang Chenchen said about them just now made him very concerned. Who are they?

This is what Yang Rui would have said in the first world before.

Yang Chenchen hugged the man and fell to the floor. He made people lie on top of him. The coldness of the floor slowed down his hot body and dizzy mind.

"Lie back with me."

"Mr. Yang, you really only have an image of being a fool in my heart. You haven't fulfilled the conditions I said. Can you do it without credit?" The appearance is really startled, and this It's really not easy to lie down on the hard body.

The moonlight outside the window shrouded the two of them. Although they were noisy, they were unexpectedly warm, including lying on the cold floor in late autumn, which normal people would not do, but for the two of them, there was no sense of disobedience.

"I had a nightmare again just now, do you want to listen to me?" Yang Chenchen asked lightly, touching his head on his chest.

Yan Zhi leaned on his chest and yawned: "I don't really want to hear it."

Still want to hear something.

"I was thrown into the orphanage when I was very young. The orphanage was very small and dilapidated. There were only a dozen children in it. I still couldn't get enough to eat and warm every day, and I had to work. If I didn't obey, I would I was locked in a house, and I was arrested several times because I wanted to run out of the orphanage, and then I was locked in a hut, where there was only one small window, and there was no light during the day."

When Yan Zhi was listening, he thought that Mr. Yang was still having a fever. Would it not be good to make people lie on the floor like this, but it was not good to interrupt the storytelling, so he silently held back.

"There is an old woman in the house, very thin, lying on the cardboard in the corner. She likes to tell stories every day. Every time I go in, she tells stories. The stories she tells are wonderful, and one person can play several roles. , I liked it very much at first. I even escaped from the orphanage to listen to this old woman tell a story, and then the headmaster threw me into a small house."

Yan Zhi nodded: "Well, it seems to fit your abusive personality."

"But one day when I went into the small room, the old woman hit the wall and beat herself to death. I was very scared and wanted to ask her what was wrong. But she stopped her behavior and asked me if I still wanted to hear the story today. Where did she dare to listen, and wanted to run away, but she caught her back. Her head was bleeding all the time, and her body was covered with blood, and then she hugged me and sat in the corner and told me stories, love stories."

Yan Zhi raised his head on the human chest: "Fuck, this is a lunatic!"

For some reason, he suddenly remembered something that Yang Chen said in the first world, that is, he was afraid of being alone. Could it be related?

"I didn't dare to speak. I couldn't escape being held tightly by her. I didn't even dare to cry, because when I cried, she touched the blood on the top of her head with her hand and wanted to feed it to me. Is there any need to call for help?" Useful, no one will save you. I can only stare at the small window next to me in order to divert attention. It is very small, about the size of an A4 paper, and I just look outside to relieve my emotions."

Yan Zhi's scalp tingles when he heard it, what kind of lunatic is so perverted.

"Afterwards, I was very obedient in order not to enter the small dark room. I would do whatever the dean asked me to do, but it was useless. The old lady was after me. She would try to pull me into the small dark room. Every time the dean Every time, I will be forced to throw me in, just so that the old woman will not go crazy. Every time I watch the old woman hurt herself and tell me strange stories. The stories she tells are still vivid, but very bloody. When Xiao Heiwu came out, he was covered in blood."

"Okay, don't talk about it." Yan Zhi covered Mr. Yang's mouth and glared at him viciously: "Sleep, sleep, it's so late, why are you telling stories?"

"Are you scared?" Yang Chenchen held Yan Zhi's hand and felt that it was cold, so he put it on his body to warm it up: "Indeed, I still get scared when I think about it now. I dreamed about her just now. Want to fight but can't break free."

Yan Zhi broke away from Yang Chenchen's hand, squeezed Yang Chenchen's face with all his strength, and said seriously: "You have grown up and come out, why do you still think about the past, why do you still think about the past when it is already in the past."

"Because no one listens to me."

"Aren't you going to tell me now?"

"But I'm still afraid." Because there are still people who will bully him, and there are still many, many people.

"I'm afraid of a fart. Can you, a big man, be more embarrassing? Just now, I was so full of snot and tears that I didn't even see it. Is it embarrassing?"

Yang Chenchen looked at the person lying on top of him, his eyes gradually softened: "I'm not afraid of losing face in front of you."

As he spoke, he wanted to ask for a kiss.

With good looks and quick eyes, he quickly slapped it over: "Put away your little thoughts, I like broad-minded people, optimistic people, cheerful people, and I don't like gloomy people who love to cry."

"Then are you willing to help me?" Yang Chenchen said a little pitifully, his voice may be a little hoarse now because he cried too much just now.

Yan Zhi touched the person's forehead, and it became hotter and hotter: "You have to learn to let go by yourself. The help of others will only have a shallow effect. In the end, whether you can walk or not, you can only rely on yourself."

Yang Chenchen grabbed his hand and put it on his lips and kissed it: "If you help me, it will be very deep."

"...Get out." Yan Zhi got up from the person.

After the weight on his body disappeared, Yang Chenchen felt very empty, so he lay on the floor and looked at the standing face, pretending to be weak, and said:

"I'm dizzy, so cold...cough cough cough..."

Yan Zhi chuckled twice: "Oh, who was chatting with me just now? You were lying on the floor and couldn't get up. Tell me it's cold now? You slept naked, I don't think you're cold."

……

He just stood there for 2 minutes and the person lying on the floor didn't move any more. He was dumbfounded as he watched the person close his eyes and fell asleep, feeling mmp in his heart.

This person is here to torture him! !

He struggled to move the man onto the bed, and when he saw that his breathing was a little short, he stretched out his hand to touch his forehead again, it was very hot.I was scratching my hair irritably, really, I don't know if there is any medicine at home.

Turn around and want to go downstairs to look for it.

Just as he was about to leave, someone grabbed his hand.

"Don't go..."

Yan Zhi turned his head to look at Mr. Yang on the bed, with his eyes closed, speechless. This skill of groping is really well practiced, and he can catch one every time.

"I'll get you medicine, you have a fever." I thought in my heart not to care about the patient.

"Then remember to come back." He was afraid that those people would come out to punish him after his appearance was gone.

"Don't come back." Yan Zhi walked out of the room resolutely, the stickiness was really terrible.

The leaving figure of Yan Zhi was elongated by the moonlight, Yang Chenchen opened his eyes and followed the movement of the shadow until seeing Yan Zhi walk out of the room, his heart was empty again.

It was empty, as if a piece of my heart had been dug out.

The existence of this person is beyond his imagination, and walking from dream to reality is a dream existence for him.He doesn't believe that the appearance of appearance is an accident, because of this, he is afraid that one day the appearance will suddenly disappear.

I don’t know when this person appeared in the dream, but he had a dream. When he was a child, he saw a little boy outside the window, a little boy who loved to knock on the glass very much. One day, the back of the little boy in the dream Coincident with the lover of the dream.

Could this be a coincidence?

Or doomed.

He didn't know, but he wanted to go on like this forever, he wanted this person by his side, just like when he was in the dark room being told stories by the scary old woman, the little boy was with him knocking on the glass.

If it weren't for the sound of knocking on the glass, he might really have collapsed.

If Yan Zhi didn't show up, besides the old woman, there would be those demons who would torture him all the time.

Fortunately, he has good looks.

Saved him again.

——Oh, you are really lucky, your appearance is so good to you.

Yang Chenchen covered his eyes with his arms, he didn't want to hear them talk at all, so get out of here.

——If you dare to treat your appearance badly, you will never want to live, you know?

How could he not be good at his appearance, he must be very good at his appearance, because his appearance is his life and his salvation.

Without his good looks, he would really collapse.

Yan Zhi rummaged downstairs for a long time and finally found a medicine box. He took the thermometer and checked that the antipyretic medicine had not expired. He went to the kitchen and poured a glass of water and hurried upstairs.

If the fever is stupid, it will be bad, and I have to carry it to the hospital.

Yang Chenchen didn't sleep. Hearing the sound of footsteps going upstairs, he felt very at ease. His appearance returned, and the corners of his lips raised slightly.

My head is dizzy but I don't want to sleep.

At this moment, Yan Zhi finally touched the switch key. As soon as he turned on the light, he saw the naked man lying on the bed, his face was flushed with fever, and he looked very pitiful.

"Sleep yet?" he asked.

"Yes." Yang Chenchen closed his eyes and replied.

Yan Zhi: "...Get up and take medicine, don't be stupid for a while and no one will take you to the hospital." Go to the bedside and use a thermometer to measure the body temperature, take it out and look dumbfounded: "Fucking 39°, it's over, it's over. , or send you to the hospital."

After finishing talking, put the water on the bedside table and pull the person up. This situation has to be sent to the hospital. Taking medicine probably won’t cure it, and if it burns up, it won’t work.

Yang Chenchen pulled the man into his arms and hugged him, pulled the quilt to cover him with him, and then put his face on Yan Zhi's back: "You will be fine if you stay with me."

"Can you change to a fresh one next time, cuddling and hugging are no longer pleasant surprises." Yan Zhi said viciously, wanting to hug at every turn, what the hell is wrong with it, it belongs to two big men.

I'm sorry.

The rings of Yang Chenchen's arms were just enough to wrap people in his arms, and the empty piece in his heart just now was filled in an instant. Although he felt tired because of the fever, he felt that he could not care about anything because of his good looks.

I just want to stay like this forever, not to separate.

The room fell silent.

"If you don't go to the hospital, take some medicine and go to sleep."

"You feed me."

Yan Zhi wanted to scold at first, but after listening to the voice behind her, she was very tired and thought about it. Then she sat up and took the medicine and water on the bedside table, turned around and handed them to someone: "Get up."

Yang Chenchen sat up obediently and took the medicine.

"Go to sleep, remember to call me when you feel uncomfortable." Yan Zhi stood up holding a water glass.

"Can't you sleep with me tonight?"

"Are we familiar?" Yan Zhi turned and walked out, then turned his head before leaving the room and said, "Call me if you feel uncomfortable, go to sleep!"

After speaking, he turned off the light with a snap, but did not close the door.

"I'm uncomfortable……"

Yan Zhi had just stepped out of the room when he heard Yang Chenchen acting like a demon again: "Don't pretend, sleep well if you don't go to the hospital." After speaking, he walked out of the room.

But the man was still talking, and it was really uncomfortable to hear.

"I'm so cold...and my head hurts."

Yan Zhi felt that there was something stuck in his chest. Hearing Mr. Yang's voice seemed really uncomfortable, and he stood at the door without daring to leave.

"When I was young, no one paid attention to me when I was sick. I just lay in the corner and survived by myself. I remember that it was very cold that day, and I only had one—"

Yan Zhi turned his head and walked back to the room, put the cup on the bedside table with a bang, lifted the quilt and lay down in it. He looked fiercely at Mr. Yang who was still acting like a monster on the bed, and warned:

"I'll accompany you now, so you can sleep honestly with me!"

Ah really, why can't he control himself, why can't Mr. Yang take pity on him.

Yang Chenchen opened his eyes and immediately hugged the man, leaned on the man's shoulder and neck contentedly, and rubbed against him: "Okay, I'll sleep, I'll sleep when you're here."

After finishing speaking, close your eyes and sleep.

A person with a fever is a big heater, and he fell asleep after a while.

Little did he know that the patient secretly opened his eyes again.

Yang Chenchen looked at Yan Zhi who had fallen asleep in his arms, and gently stroked his hair, eyebrows, nose, and lips with his hands, carefully and tenderly, listening to Yan Zhi's slight breathing, showing an affectionate and satisfied expression.

He hopes that there are not only 24 hours in a day, but also that this moment can be frozen for a lifetime.

Because they have known each other for a long time.

He has always loved looks.

Then he heard the angry roar of the demons in his mind, and he laughed when he heard this:

——Let me tell you, my appearance is mine, and you can only watch it.

The author has something to say:

So has Yan Zhi met Mr. Yang in real life?

Can you guess who the devil is?

There are two updates today, and there will be another update at [-]:[-] pm. The cuties who leave comments will send out red envelopes until Double Eleven.

Because I am afraid that I will be poor after Double Eleven.