Rebirth: I escort the male god

Huo Qiyan hesitated, looking guilty.

Just as Feng Rucen's face was getting darker and darker, Huo Qiyan continued to say, "Brother, I didn't mean to lie to you. I was just afraid that you would worry."

He has a low alcohol tolerance and his body's alcohol excretion function is not very good. The alcohol that others can evaporate and digest in an hour takes him at least half a day.

Therefore, Huo's father and mother tried their best not to let him drink, and Feng Rucen was even worse, directly refusing to let him touch any alcohol.

Once discovered, you will be beaten.

Feng Rucen looked at Huo Qiyan, who had an expression that said "I was wrong but still dared", and felt a little helpless, but more of it was tolerance and doting.

When it comes to Huo Qiyan, he always breaks his principles again and again.

But when he thought about the borderless thing, he was still a little hesitant.

Although he originally wanted to become a doctor because of Huo Qiyan, deep down, he still liked the feeling of curing patients and saving lives.

"Xiao Qi, you know your physical condition yourself, so you need to be more careful. Now you have me and your uncle and aunt watching over you, but what if I'm not around in the future?"

Huo Qiyan: "Bah! Bro, don't say such things. You will always be here."

You will always be with me, and I will not let you follow the path of an untimely death like you did in your previous life.

Feng Rucen lowered his eyebrows, making it difficult to see the emotions in his eyes, "Xiao Qi, if, I mean if, one day I have to leave for a long time, will you... miss me..."

What Feng Rucen feared most was not leaving, but meeting Huo Qiyan's unfamiliar eyes when returning.

There is no love, care or familiarity in his eyes, only strangeness. I am afraid of that plain sentence "I hope you are well".

Huo Qiyan anxiously grabbed Feng Rucen's shoulders and said, "Brother, don't, don't leave me... don't..."

Don't leave, don't.

Huo Qiyan was a little mad. He recalled that in his previous life, Feng Rucen was lying stiffly on the cold iron bed in the morgue.

Thinking of the heart-wrenching pain in his previous life, he didn't want to endure it again.

Feng Rucen saw that he was a little out of control and could not care about anything else for the moment. He quickly reached out and hugged him, whispering comforting words in his ears.

"Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi! I'm fine, I was just making an analogy, don't get excited, I won't leave."

And I will never leave you.

But Huo Qiyan was still immersed in his own thoughts. Feng Rucen’s death was his nightmare. In his previous life, not long after Feng Rucen’s death, Huo Qiyan lost the will to live and thus ended up in a dead end.

Seeing that Huo Qiyan wouldn't listen to him, Feng Rucen exerted force with his arms, wrapped them around his waist, and lifted him from the passenger seat to his lap.

Huo Qiyan sat sideways in Feng Rucen's arms. Feng Rucen pressed his face tightly against Huo Qiyan's and whispered softly.

"Xiao Qi, don't let your imagination run wild. I love you so much, how can I bear to leave you? Xiao Qi, my Xiao Qi..."

Only now did Feng Rucen dare to speak out the words that were deeply buried in his heart.

He was a despicable man who fell in love with the little brother next door who he grew up with. During their daily interactions, he developed a possessive desire for Huo Qiyan.

I like to see him smile when he eats something delicious; I like him to act like a child and act like a spoiled child to me...

Xiao Qi, his Xiao Qi...

Feng Rucen's eyes were full of struggle, and he didn't dare to mention to Huo Qiyan that he wanted to go abroad for internship.

They had just brought up the topic of leaving, and Huo Qiyan's emotions fluctuated so greatly.

Feng Rucen whispered softly to the person in his arms, stroking his back with his big hands.

a long time……

Feng Rucen noticed that the person in his arms gradually became motionless and looked down.

Huo Qiyan closed his eyes, with crystal tears still hanging on his eyelashes. He sobbed from time to time, and the tear marks on his face were not dry yet. He looked so pitiful.

Feng Rucen felt a little distressed. He reached out and took a pack of wet wipes from the drawer of the driver's seat, took out two, and carefully wiped Huo Qiyan's face.

Feng Rucen cleaned Huo Qiyan's face as if she was treating a fragile treasure.

His eyes kept wandering on Huo Qiyan's face, his Adam's apple rolled up and down several times, and finally he couldn't help but gently kissed the corner of his lips.

Only after Huo Qiyan's breathing became smooth and he fell into a deep sleep did Feng Rucen pick him up and walk home.

Although the Huo family had their aunt at home, Feng Rucen secretly wanted to take the person back to her bedroom.

After carefully putting the person on the bed, seeing that Huo Qiyan's face was still a little dirty, he wanted to get up and go to the bathroom to wring out a towel.

Unexpectedly, the clothes on the chest were grasped tightly by Huo Qiyan and he couldn't get up at all.

"No...Brother...I won't leave...Brother..."

"Okay, I won't leave." Listening to Huo Qiyan's mumbling in his sleep, Feng Rucen felt both distressed and slightly happy.

After thinking for a moment, he finally followed his heart, lay down on the bed sideways, and put his arms around Huo Qiyan.

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Suburban villa

Ai Yu looked at the people in front of him with an unhappy look on his face.

Mo Yan, Zheng Hai, Xu Ke, and even Lin Mo, who was usually the most lively, all stood there in silence.

With a "bang", Ai Yu threw the documents in his hand onto the table, breaking the silence in the room.

Ai Yu crossed his hands and rested them on his chin, saying in a cold tone: "Come on, tell me what happened in the live broadcast just now, explain it to me one by one!"

Ai Yu was in a terrible mood as he had just returned from outside and had to deal with such a difficult matter.

Lin Mo huddled behind Mo Yan and whispered, "Captain..."

Mo Yan patted Lin Mo gently and took a step forward, "Boss Ai, this is not our fault at all. It was the other party who provoked us first."

They were just fighting back, and they were not wrong.

"Oh? Tell me how you provoke me."

There was no emotion in Ai Yu's voice. Zheng Hai and Mo Yan looked at each other. Unable to guess what Ai Yu was thinking, they could only tell him everything.

It turned out that in the morning, Mo Yan obtained Huo Qiyan's consent, used his account to live broadcast and spend money in the evening, and happily posted a live broadcast preview.

But Lin Mo, who got the news, was so excited that he couldn't wait until the evening. He had no training plans in the morning, so he begged Mo Yan to let him start the live broadcast.

Unexpectedly, just as he logged in, a group of black fans came to the live broadcast room and accused Lin Mo of stealing the account.

Lin Mo was completely confused at the time and had no idea what was going on. He kindly explained to the audience that it was the club owner's account and not a hacked account.

Then I just play games with my fans and have no chance to deal with the black fans in the live broadcast room.

But the black fans below still kept pestering him, saying that Lin Mo stole the account of Danzhu.

No matter how the old fans in the live broadcast room explained, they refused to listen, and for a while, the live broadcast room was in chaos.

Later, some careful fans discovered that there was a hot topic #Finding a proxy but getting hacked instead# that was rising sharply in the hot list.

When the fans clicked on it and were about to curse, they found themselves eating the melon in their own home.

The owner of the account, Xiao Qinglong, posted a long blog post, accusing GW's substitute of stealing his account and using it for live streaming.

The first picture is a screenshot of Lin Mo’s live broadcast room. The owner of the account also specially took a screenshot of the name, [骑风欲上高楼].

The second one is a picture of the account owner’s ID card, with Gao Chengfeng written in the name column.