Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

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There was a slight sound of a door opening.

Winslow walked in barefoot like a cat and came into Jinchen's sight.

The loose black shirt was what Jinchen was wearing, and other than that, the only thing covering his body was the bandage wrapped around his arm.

He was thin to begin with, and even this shirt looked loose on him, revealing his collarbone, shoulders and neck.

Jinchen's breathing suddenly became much deeper, his eyes were a little hoarse, "Good boy."

"Brother, you wake up."

Winslow's voice was light and soft, and there was a sweet smile at the corners of his lips, but it did not reach his eyes.

He pressed his knees on Jinchen's legs through the quilt, and used the force to flip onto the bed lightly and nimbly.

Winslow supported Jinchen's shoulders, and his cold, bandaged hands trembled slightly as he slowly covered Jinchen's throat.

"Brother, here... do you like it?"

Winslow still smiled as he gently rubbed Jinchen's cheek, feeling the pulse beating faster and faster in his palm.

He thought Jinchen would question him and be angry after waking up. Winslow looked at him timidly, but he was mentally prepared to deal with it.

It's just a little sad, but compared to constantly worrying about my brother's departure, the sadness will disappear soon.

But Winslow heard Jinchen's hoarse voice in his ear: "My dear, let me hug you."

Jinchen moved his wrists and the chains made a rattling sound. He failed to break free at the first try, so he simply gave up and lowered his head to rub the top of Winslow's head.

Winslow's nose felt sore, and some tears filled his dull eyes. He tore off the quilt and threw it away, then pressed the whole person into his arms and hugged his shoulders.

In the intimate hug, Jinchen could clearly feel the warmth inside Winslow's thin shirt.

"Everything you left for me is gone."

Winslow whispered softly, his eyes looking at the wall without focus. At some point, he seemed to relive the loneliness of the past five years. "I watched them disappear. I watched more and more people forget about you. The traces of your existence became fewer and fewer."

"In the end, only I... and those who watched you disappear that day, still remember you."

Jinchen's Adam's apple rolled, his heart ached, and he could only kiss and peck the person in his arms over and over again, whispering, "My dear, I'm sorry."

Winslow pursed his lips, gave another hollow smile, and traced his fingertips across Jinchen's heart, "But then, I saw you again."

"That's fake. I know that you will only appear when you are drunk... or have a nightmare, but I can't touch you... I don't dare to touch you."

One touch and it's gone.

Many late nights, Winslow couldn't even tell whether Jinchen was a figment of his imagination.

"I will disappear because I don't belong to the time ten years ago."

Jin Chen spoke the reason in a hoarse voice, which was enough for his smart wife to understand, "I belong to the time here, so I can't meet you in those five years."

"wrong."

After hearing this, Winslow was silent for a while, then he raised his head from his chest and whispered stubbornly, "You don't belong here either."

His trembling fingertips gently pressed on Jinchen's thin lips, his red eyes became more moist, and even saying these words seemed difficult.

"I checked Sigmund's background. Brother, you are not him. You... don't belong here."

At this moment, thunder roared outside the window.

Jinchen looked at Winslow in silence, then gently kissed him on the lips, kissing his baby amid the roar of thunder.

"I love you."

Jinchen's voice was low and hoarse, and the sweet words between his ears were the most confusing. "You are here, I belong here,"

Winslow wiped away his tears on his neck and kissed Jinchen again, then suddenly sat up straight and poked Jinchen's chest.

"I'm still scared, brother. I'm going to punish you."

Jinchen raised his eyebrows, his eyes fixed on Winslow with his messy collar like torches, and the heat wave swept over him unrestrainedly.

Winslow noticed something, shifted his seat, and glared at him fiercely, "That's not what I meant!"

Jinchen uttered, "But baby, I can't control it."

Winslow: "..."

He left Jinchen's arms and took out two thinner chains from under the bed. Jinchen felt that they looked familiar.

Good guy.

Isn’t this the same one on that pervert Wen Zhu’s legs?

The problem is huge.

Winslow knew that Jinchen had seen through the usefulness, so he leaned over and kissed the corner of Jinchen's lips in a soothing manner, "Brother, it will be quick, don't blame me."

"…It's okay to blame me. I don't want to watch you disappear again. I will die…"

Winslow was stubborn and unwilling to think too much. The chain he was playing with was very thin at the beginning, like a thick needle, which could easily penetrate human skin and even bones.

Jinchen clicked his tongue.

Then he gave up struggling, lay on his back and raised his head, "Come on."

Winslow was stunned for a moment, rubbed the sharp tip of the needle helplessly, and pressed it against Jinchen's shoulder.

In an instant, the needle tip pierced the skin, and blood flowed out without even any effort, and the bright red color pierced Winslow's eyes.

But it was just a scratch on the skin, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Winslow stopped suddenly, not daring to go any further, and threw the chain away, hitting the ground with a muffled sound.

Winslow's breathing suddenly became rapid, his emotions completely collapsed, and big tears fell.

"elder brother……"

Jinchen suddenly freed his hands from their restraints, hugged Winslow tightly in his arms, and kept stroking his back, "Okay, okay, baby, I'm fine."

"Brother doesn't blame you, don't cry."

Winslow clung to his arms, his breath mingling with the smell of blood, causing him so much pain that his heart went numb. He licked the spilled blood and then kissed him gently with tears mixed in.

"I can't do it... What should I do, brother? I'm scared..."

Jinchen stroked Winslow's trembling waist through his shirt for a long time. Finally, he thought of a way to make Winslow feel at ease.

"Brother will give you a gift so that you won't be afraid of disappearing again, okay?"

Winslow cried until he had no more tears, which were gently brushed away by Jinchen. He was hugged and sat up, burying his head in Jinchen's shoulder, and tilted his head to watch him take out two small boxes from the pillow.

But Winslow, who made the bed himself, confirmed that there was nothing under the pillow.

Winslow moved uneasily, and Jinchen took his left hand, pulled it to the corner of his lips and kissed it, and finally put a ring on his finger.

"This ring recognizes its owner by dripping blood."

Even if he didn't belong to, nor was he allowed to belong to, this world, Jinchen couldn't care less. What mattered most was making his wife feel at ease.

Jin Chen carefully stroked the ring finger on which Winslow wore the ring, and asked him to put another ring on her, explaining, "If I am far away from you, it will burn, allowing you to sense where I am."

Winslow raised his drooping head and looked up at Jinchen, "Wherever you are?"

Her voice was so soft after crying that it sounded like she was acting like a spoiled child. Jinchen smiled and said, "Yes, it works no matter where I am."

[The villain's darkening value is detected -20, totaling 45! 】

Winslow's dark eyes trembled, and finally light penetrated them. He touched the ring like a treasure, and then touched Jinchen's wrist, which was red from struggling to break free from the chains, with heartache.

After a long hug, Winslow's emotions finally calmed down.

He knelt up, found the prepared ointment and carefully applied a layer on Jinchen, not realizing that his messy shirt could no longer cover anything.

Jinchen put his arm around Winslow's waist and said in a hoarse voice, "My dear, you don't need to apply medicine now."

Winslow looked at him doubtfully, sniffed, and blamed himself: "It will hurt my brother."

“It will rub off.”

Jinchen pressed forward ambiguously, "Be good, brother will help you put on your clothes."

……

"Brother...please take care of me."

...

“…No…It hurts!”

...

"Jinchen!"

[The villain's heart rate is detected +10, totaling 100! 】