Quick Travel: The host guides the villain’s love life

"Dad." The young master's voice was hoarse and trembling, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

The young master lowered his eyes. When he looked up again, there was only a sea of ​​blood around him. His father was lying in the sea of ​​blood. Everyone was dead, including his father. The young master collapsed.

Gong Jiushao came back late this time, and when he entered Lin Muan's room, he found that he was not in the right state. He looked like he was having a nightmare.

Lin Muan's face turned pale, and his hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead. His crimson lips were describing something, only intermittent breathing sounds.

Gong Jiushao was about to lean forward and get closer, but Lin Muan suddenly opened his eyes, staring at Gong Jiushao with vacant and lifeless eyes.

Gong Jiushao's eyebrows jumped and he looked at Lin Muan blankly.

Lin Mu'an was slowly coming back to his senses. When he came back to his senses, the corners of his eyes were red, and there were still unnoticeable red blood streaks in the whites of his eyes.

"Xiao An, are you having a nightmare?" Gong Jiushao reached out and touched Lin Muan's cheek.

Lin Mu'an stretched out his hand and hooked Gong Jiushao's neck. Tears flowed uncontrollably. Gong Jiushao felt the moisture on his neck. He took Lin Mu'an out of the quilt and held him in his arms. He pulled the quilt to cover his back.

"You can cry loudly, but it's not good to suppress it." Gong Jiushao coaxed gently, touching Lin Muan's back with his palm to calm him down.

Lin Mu'an cried as sadly as he wanted, and his suppressed cries turned into sobs under Gong Jiushao's gentle voice, until he was finally released completely.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." Lin Muan hugged Gong Jiushao tightly, even if he cried completely, he looked pitiful and helpless.

Gong Jiushao didn't know what to say for a while. Lin Muan dreamed of his father, and he could only accompany him. He couldn't offer comfort in this regard.

"Gong Jiu Shao~ Dad is dead..." Lin Muan sobbed and buried his face in Gong Jiu Shao's arms.

"Stop crying, I'm with you." Gong Jiushao felt a little soft-hearted. This little thing seemed to have remembered bad memories.

He knew more or less about Lin Muan's situation, so he shouldn't remember this.

Gong Jiushao's comforting words didn't make Lin Muan cry harder and harder, but they didn't make Lin Muan stop crying either. They just cried until Lin Muan fell asleep in the end.

Lin Muan fell asleep from crying in Gong Jiushao's arms. From what he said just now, he also knew what Lin Muan was remembering. It was indeed not a good memory.

When Lin Muan was rescued, he went to pick someone up. The old man called him, who happened to be in city x. He had seen Lin Muan's miserable state at that time, and also learned about the tragic death of Lin Muan's father from the police.

"This is indeed not a good memory. How did Xiao An remember it?" Gong Jiushao touched Lin Mu'an's face. In the past, Lin Mu'an was very well-behaved when sleeping, but after crying this time, his brows were still furrowed when he fell asleep. of.

It was definitely not safe for Lin Muan to sleep alone. Gong Jiushao simply lay down to sleep with Lin Muan first, and we would discuss this matter tomorrow.

"Gong Jiushao, help me..."

Gong Jiushao stiffened. This sentence seemed familiar to him. When Lin Muan was being carried out on a stretcher, he passed by him, reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, and fainted after saying this very weakly.

"It's really worrying." Gong Jiushao held Lin Muan in his arms.

After sleeping with Lin Muan for the first time, his difficulty in falling asleep became much better. Now he has an indescribable feeling in his heart when he holds Lin Muan in his arms.

Lin Muan was still sleeping when Gong Jiushao woke up. He stared at Lin Muan for a while and found that Lin Muan's eyes were a little swollen, so he reached out and pinched his face.

Lin Mu'an opened his eyes drowsily and looked at Gong Jiushao's handsome face with a slight smile. It would be nice if he didn't pinch his face with his hands.

"You're awake, do you want to get up?" Gong Jiushao took back his hand.

"Yes." Lin Mu'an sat up directly and rubbed the corners of his eyes, feeling dry.

"Stop rubbing it. Your eyes are swollen from crying. Let Aunt Wu give you an ice pack later." Gong Jiushao reached out and pinched Lin Muan's wrist to stop him from rubbing his eyes.

Lin Muan blushed and nodded to show that he understood. Gong Jiushao let go of Lin Muan's hand. Lin Muan got up and went to wash up. Gong Jiushao left Lin Muan's room and met Aunt Wu.

"Aunt Wu, I'll put some ice on his eyes later."

"Oh, okay, sir, can you please tell me about Xiao An's situation?"

Gong Jiushao glanced at Lin Muan's door and nodded slightly.

Aunt Wu briefly explained Lin Muan's situation, and Gong Jiushao frowned after hearing this.

"Mo Xian didn't prescribe medicine for him?"

"No, Doctor Mo asked us to pay more attention to Xiao An's condition."

Gong Jiushao pondered for a moment: "Okay, I understand. You can move his things to my room."

"Ok."

……

After breakfast, Lin Muan was sitting on the sofa obediently. Aunt Wu was putting pressure on his eyes. Gong Jiushao glanced at Lin Muan with his tie on.

"Do you want to go to the company with me?" Gong Jiushao took the ice pack and applied it to Lin Mu'an's eyes.

"Is that okay?" Lin Muan opened one eye and looked at Gong Jiushao.

"Okay, but if you run around like last time, I won't take you out again." Gong Jiushao saw that Lin Muan's eyes were almost gone, so he put the ice pack aside and wiped his face with a handkerchief. .

"Don't run around, go ahead." Lin Muan looked at Gong Jiushao with a smile.

Gong Jiushao stood up and rubbed Lin Muan's head. Lin Muan changed clothes and went to the company with Gong Jiushao. The girl at the front desk was still the same, but her eyes were so hot when she looked at him.

Lin Muan smiled awkwardly but politely, and followed Gong Jiushao into the elevator.

"Who did you follow last time?"

Lin Muan looked at Gong Jiushao and shook his head.

"Can not remember."

"Yeah." Gong Jiushao didn't say much. He could see it by checking the surveillance camera, but he felt that Lin Muan was in a bad mood, so he asked.

After getting out of the elevator, Lin Muan followed Gong Jiushao. Gong Jiushao stopped and waited for Lin Muan, but Lin Muan bumped into his back.

"Are you in a bad mood?" Gong Jiushao turned around and looked at Lin Muan. Seeing that Lin Muan's forehead was red, he reached out and rubbed it.

Lin Mu'an shook his head, Gong Jiushao looked at Lin Mu'an with dark and unclear eyes, and Lin Mu'an's back was furrowed.

Gong Jiushao took Lin Muan's hand to the office and handed the tablet to Lin Muan, while he looked through the documents on the table.

Lin Muan looked at his tablet and sat on the sofa. He always felt as if he had not gone out.

Lin Mu'an opened the tablet and paid attention to Gong Jiushao's side. As if he thought of something fun, Lin Mu'an got up from the sofa and walked to Gong Jiushao's side.

"What's wrong?" Gong Jiushao put down the document.

Lin Mu'an glanced at the document, which was full of dense words. He didn't think it was as good as him, and he didn't know where he was in the mood to read the document when such a big man was here.

"Gong Jiushao hugs." Lin Muan smiled harmlessly, with no other impurities in his eyes.