Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

The picture ends abruptly here, everything around him disappears quickly like fading, and the surrounding area returns to pure white space again.

Fu Muchi curled up on the ground and recalled his childhood experiences. This time, he did not cry, but frowned as if he was thinking about something.

He used to never understand why Duoduo was recognized as himself, and he only remembered it after recollecting it.

"coat……"

Fu Muchi murmured, his eyes a little dull.

It was his coat. Duoduo had soiled his clothes. He put his coat on Duoduo. There was no light in the dim lawn, so he was mistaken.

Jinchen, who shared his conscious memory, felt that it was not that simple.

He vaguely felt that this story had another unfolding from another perspective, such as Duoduo, such as the murderer.

This time the meditation was ended by Fu Muci, who woke up independently.

He opened his eyes and eagerly looked for Jinchen. As soon as he turned around, he was hugged into his arms.

"I'm here, don't be afraid."

The gentle pat on the back was moderate, and Fu Muchi snuggled into Jinchen's arms. There was still some panic in his eyes, and his throat was unconsciously tight.

"The murderer...is me."

"Duoduo died, blame me..."

Jinchen and Fu Muchi pressed their foreheads against each other, "I don't blame you, I blame the murderer. Don't think so."

Fu Muchi closed the curtains tightly, and when he felt it was very safe, he sat down and looked at Jinchen with a serious tone.

"The murderer has not been caught."

It was the first time that he talked to someone about the past.

"I saw him two years ago."

Fu Muci still had no choice but to express what he wanted to say in long sentences. He spoke very stumblingly, but fortunately Jinchen could understand it.

"The young master saw him at Fu's house two years ago, so he was afraid. Only when he saw the lawn mower did he stop being afraid?"

After Jin Chen completed this sentence for him, Fu Muchi nodded heavily and buried himself in Jin Chen's arms. The red mark on his forehead had disappeared.

"He comes here occasionally and no one notices."

But Fu Muchi discovered that the man would not go upstairs, but would sometimes stand at the place where he had killed Duoduo before, just staring upstairs.

As long as he finds that person, he will be very irritable, but no one will believe him, and they will think that he is mentally abnormal...

Fu Muchi suddenly looked up at Jinchen, "Believe me."

"Of course I believe it. I was just thinking that the baby crying last night might have been caused by that person."

Fu Muchi also doubted it.

Most of the time, he is unwilling to communicate with others and is trapped in his own thoughts, but this does not mean that his IQ is not enough.

But the entire Fu family still treats him as a child.

"Tell dad if you don't believe me."

Fu Muchi felt aggrieved when he said it, biting his lip and humming. Jin Chen combed his messy hair back with his fingers, and he rubbed the palm of his hand.

"What about mom? Doesn't she believe you too?"

Jin Chen really asked this casually. After all, Xu Li seemed to care about him very much and was still so anxious last night.

Unexpectedly, Fu Muchi's eyes dodge, he shields his eyes with his forearm, huddles in Jinchen's arms and stops talking. His soft hair obediently sticks to his delicate side face, making him look even more well-behaved.

Jinchen noticed something was wrong, took the person out of his arms and held his face, "Young master, don't you want to tell me?"

"No... no."

Fu Muchi stared into Jinchen's eyes, feeling a little timid after realizing it, but still leaned her head over and rested it on his arm, for fear that Jinchen would ignore her.

"Mom...it's weird."

It's indescribably strange.

He didn't know how to describe it in words, and he felt that it was an illusion after having nightmares for so many years.

Fu Muchi thought about many adjectives, and finally said: "She and I are not alike, she is very strange."

"I'm afraid of her."

Jinchen's heart trembled.

No wonder, no wonder Xu Li was talking in front of the closet last night, which forced Fu Muci to bang her head against the closet.

The reason why he couldn't listen was because the young master was already full of fear at that time, and there was another person standing outside that he was afraid of.

〖Is it possible that Xu Li has something to do with this matter?So today she wants me to keep a distance from the young master. Could there be other reasons...〗

Jinchen was accustomed to thinking and forgot to hide his thoughts, but Fu Muchi listened completely.

Her mother wanted to keep Jinchen at a distance from herself.

Fu Muchi picked up the key points, and then panic spread, but Jin Chen didn't see it.

His fingers nervously clenched the corners of Jin Chen's clothes. His eyes were dark and possessive.

Can't……

"Chen, don't leave me."

Fu Muchi murmured.

He suddenly sat up on Jin Chen, straddling his lap, his eyes a little stubborn, "Kiss."

Jinchen blinked slowly, not really understanding why the topic jumped to this point.

〖Weren’t we still talking about Xu Li just now? The topic jumped so quickly? 〗

Fu Muchi's delicate facial features wrinkled, he moved his body reluctantly, and his tone became more serious, "You ignore me!"

Jinchen's throat suddenly became tight and he led the person outside.

"Talk to you and don't offend your ancestors."

"Kiss." Fu Muchi pouted.

He secretly moved further in, and kissed Jinchen's lips randomly first, kissing and sealing her without any rules.

Jin Chen was inexplicably angry: "..."

He sighed slightly, put his palm on the back of the young master's neck, and took the initiative in just one second, opening his teeth and kissing her deeply.

Fu Muchi didn't know how to hide it. He had never been exposed to such intense intimacy before, and he was constantly gasping for breath after being kissed.

But he didn't struggle, he still held the back of his neck and kept his head tilted up, obediently accepting Jin Chen's long kiss.

Fu Muci tried to respond, but he didn't know that he didn't even need to move at all. Just the blurred eyes and the light breath coming from his throat could make Jin Chen want to stop and indulge in it.

The two are close to each other, as if they will never be separated for life.

Fu Mucci liked this feeling.

It wasn't until Fu Muchi couldn't breathe that Jin Chen slowly stopped kissing him like a predator. His palms covered half of the young master's face, his thumb gently rubbed the red skin, and his other hand stroked his back to calm his breathing.

Fu Muchi grabbed Jinchen's hand that was placed on his face, put it against his lips and rubbed it gently, the confusion in his eyes still lingering.

"Young Master, do you still remember that I asked you, do you know what kissing means?"

Fu Muchi nodded. This time he understood.

"like."

People who have just been kissed have soft, slightly hoarse voices and are eager to express their feelings.

"like you."

Fu Muchi's eyelashes trembled, she giggled, and got back into his arms. Her forehead was pressed against the side of Jin Chen's neck, and her warm breath hit the skin.

Then he raised his hand to find Jin Chen's eyebrows, and then slowly traced the ends of his eyes with his fingers, gently, just like how Jin Chen usually coaxed him,

"What about you?"

〖I also learned to take the initiative. 〗

Jin Chen laughed, his fingertips were burning, and he also touched Fu Muchi's eyebrows, caressing his slightly trembling eyes very slowly, and finally stopped at the end of the red eyes, and rubbed back and forth twice with some force.

"like you."