Fast Time Travel: The Hypnotized Demon

Ning Haige reluctantly hugged the young man into his arms, trying not to look at the alluring scenery.But this is not a wise move.Because the touch under his hands is soft and smooth, as if touching a lake among the clouds, it is warm but reluctant to let go.

Ning Haige opened his lips and sighed hoarsely: "Changle, do you want my life?"

"Ningning?" Chang Le lay meekly in his arms, puzzled, "You, don't you like me like this?"

But the performance just now, obviously like it.

Otherwise, you won't be able to take your eyes off him.

Ning Haige pushed Changle away slightly, staring at his clean and pure blue sea and blue sky cut pupils, it was because he was too thorough and ignorant that he knew that this person, his elf, had no other thoughts.

The other party is just innocent, putting on this attire is not even a kind of temptation.

A trace of love and helplessness overflowed from the man's lips and teeth: "Chang Le, do you really know what you are doing?"

"I……"

Not surprised by the silence of the young man, Ning Haige cherished a kiss on the corner of his eye: "Hey, don't do this kind of thing again...at least, before you fall in love with me."

Ever happy to him, not only light, not just salvation.

still--

Even if there are many scars, she wants to take good care of her heart.

No matter how much you covet and love, you will not take the initiative to seduce the other party, and you don't want the other party to be pulled into the abyss by yourself.

In the end, a soft sigh like a whisper fell in Chang Le's ears, his eyelashes trembled, and he saw the cherished and indifferent gaze of the first person he saw after opening his eyes.

The man temporarily left the villa, giving him a time to think.

The little rabbit Chang Le sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, looking at the cold porridge.

Do you love Ningning yourself?

……he does not know.

The first thing I saw was Ning Ning, a man who obviously had a black | aura but looked at him as if he was looking at the dawn of hope.

He can't remember the previous memory.Everything now is the shadow of that person.

but……

"Chang Le, I will go to clean up the unfinished things in the apartment in the afternoon, and I may come back later in the evening." The hoarse but soft male voice over there said so, Chang Le answered disappointedly, and hung up the phone.

The apartment is quite far from the villa, so I don't know if Ningning can make it to dinner.

He always felt that Ning Haige's rush to pack his things was just an excuse. It must be that his behavior this morning made him feel bad, so he left temporarily and did not come back all day.

Changle made dinner and waited for Ning Haige on the sofa all night.But when he fell asleep, that person did not come back.

The clear eyes dimmed, Chang Le looked at the empty and huge house, and suddenly didn't know what to do.Usually...always with Ningning.

Watch Ning Ning write songs, listen to Ning Ning play the guitar, and draw pictures in Ning Ning's arms... It seems that I can't do all these things without Ning Ning.

Chang Le sat there for a while, sluggish, didn't want to make breakfast, so went downstairs to buy breakfast.

The TV in the breakfast shop was broadcasting the morning news.

[Last night at [-]:[-], the artist surnamed N was surrounded by crazy fans of other artists. In order to avoid the fans, the artist ran to the intersection in a hurry, was hit by a truck, and was rushed to the hospital.At present, the perpetrator has been arrested, but the truck driver refused to pay compensation, saying that the artist violated the traffic rules and did not walk on the sidewalk, and the responsibility is not...]

The turbulent temporary video shown in the news recorded all the causes.

"Your steamed stuffed bun?" Seeing that the young man wearing a mask and a hoodie had been silent for a long time, the proprietress called out, "Boy? Your steamed stuffed bun!"

The young man trembled all over, and finally reacted, but instead of taking the buns, he turned around and ran out, staggering in panic.

The proprietress couldn't call him no matter what, she thought he was in a hurry, so she had to put the buns in the steamer first.

Changle ran for a long distance, and suddenly remembered that he didn't know which hospital it was, took out his mobile phone, and frantically dialed Ning Haige's number, tears welled up in his eyes.

Ning Haige's number was the only one in his cell phone, and after several calls, he was connected.

Before the people over there could make a sound, Chang Le already said in a panic: "Ning Ning, Ning Ning! Are you okay! Don't scare me, I saw the news... It's not you, right! It's someone else, right!! You Make a sound, don't scare me, don't be silent...don't be silent..." The ending sound was trembling, and the silence on the other side gave him a bad feeling.

"Changle..." The other side finally spoke, a voice that was not unfamiliar but definitely not familiar, "I am Ning Haige's manager, Gao Li."

"I, I know you! Ning Ning told me," Chang Le asked with some expectation, "Ning Ning is fine, right?"

He wasn't hurt, right, right, right...

"If it's the news you saw, it's indeed Ning Haige..." Before Gao Li finished speaking, there was a slight, almost inaudible choking sound from the microphone next to his ear, as if he was just being caught. The startled butterfly, not yet ready, flapped its wings lightly, and then fell silent again, like an illusion.

But Gao Li knew it wasn't, and he couldn't take it as an illusion.

So he could only comfort him: "He's fine. Although there was a car accident, it's not serious. Really...forget it, you can come to the hospital, xxx hospital xxx department..."

Listening quietly over there, before hanging up, said "thank you" in a low voice.

Gao Li looked at Ning Haige's phone in his hand, frowning slightly.In other words, is it because my tone is too harsh, I always feel that Chang Le seems to have misunderstood something... Ning Haige, he is really fine.

He opened the door and approached the ward, a little surprised: "Are you awake?"

Ning Haige supported his head in a trance for a moment, his long eyes immediately became sharp, and shot straight at Gao Li who came in, and his expression was a little trance again, as if he was looking at something else through him.Then he remembered everything that happened before he passed out, his face changed drastically, and he was about to lift the quilt and leave.

Gao Li hurriedly stopped: "What are you doing! Just woke up and got out of bed!"

Ning Haige held onto his arm tightly, his eyes were filled with a trace of scarlet, like a devil's stalking, making Gao Li's heart tremble for a moment, his hoarse and rough voice was filled with deep urgency and chill: "Where is Changle? Where is Changle! !"

Gao Li didn't understand why Ning Haige behaved like this. What happened was that he wasn't Changle. Seeing that the man seemed to be going crazy in the next moment, he still said, "Changle should be rushing over here now. You'll be here soon." Don't be excited to see him."

Seeing that Ning Haige seemed to be a little calmer, Gao Li heaved a sigh of relief. In order to ease the atmosphere, he rarely joked: "Speaking of which, you were really lucky this time. You were hit by that big truck and flew out. Concussion! There are small bruises and nothing else, and the doctor can't believe it. I saw him staring at you as if he was watching a miracle."

Hit by a car?

Ning Haige's complexion suddenly turned pale, and he touched the gauze on his hand.

Why didn't this kind of good luck happen to Changle?

Changle hailed a car and drove to the hospital.

There was already a passenger in the car, but seeing that he was in a hurry, he tolerantly followed his route first.

Changle was very grateful, and after thanking him, he looked at the rapidly receding street scene outside the window with empty eyes.

There was a nice voice next to him with a bit of hesitation and suppressed panic: "You, why are you... crying?"

Chang Le blinked, stretched out her hand to feel the warmth, and realized that she was really crying.

"I'm sorry..." The young man wiped his tears with his hand, wanting to stop it quickly, but he wiped more and more, and finally his hands and cheeks were covered with tears, "I'm sorry."

The tears that could not be wiped away caused the young man to collapse suddenly. He pulled off the suffocating mask, covered his mouth with one hand and propped his forehead with the other. The expression could not be seen clearly in the shadows, only the wet stained neckline could be seen teardrop.

"sorry."

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

If he hadn't done something like that, Ningning wouldn't have stayed home all day, wouldn't have thought of going to the apartment to organize things, wouldn't have been surrounded by crazy fans, wouldn't have been hit by a car...it was all his wrong……

The hand holding out the handkerchief froze.

"If it wasn't for me, he wouldn't have been admitted to the hospital..." The young man didn't cry out, he just gasped for breath, as if he was going to be unable to breathe again in the next moment, and even the sound of gasping and panting was extremely weak , do not want to disturb the people next to you.

The passenger next to him lowered his beautiful eyes: "Do you like him very much?"

"Like...no, I don't like him..."

The young man opened his lips silently, and the unspoken words were clearly seen by the people next to him.

I love him.

It's just that he was afraid that this love would come too late... Why do people always realize it when they are about to lose it?

What should I do if something happens to him?

How am I going to live... I can't live without him for a day.

When the hospital arrived, the driver looked at the young man who got out of the car in a hurry, and asked the people behind in a low voice: "Master, do you want to go back?"

"……Let's go back."

……

In the car, he said three sentences of sorry, probably only one sentence was for himself.

And I, until today, didn't realize that I made a mistake.

If we say that sending Ning Haige to hell will only bring that person tears of sorrow.

Well...forget it.

****

Chang Le ran to the inpatient building, someone was more anxious than him.

Ning Haige looked at the figure that was getting closer and closer, and the light in his eyes turned into lines rippling on the lake, as if he saw something that he hardly dared to expect, as if he was stiff and afraid to take a step, for fear of hitting Shatter that illusion.

But in fact, he couldn't wait, and hugged the young man who had thrown himself into his arms tightly, wishing to hug him into his own flesh and blood, and never separate him again.

Never let him go again, never leave him.

Chang Le held Ning Haige's face in his hands, looked at him with red eyes from crying without blinking, and after confirming that he was really okay, raised his head and kissed his lips, pressing them tightly, completely forgetting the surrounding environment.

"Ningning, I love you, I love you..."

Ning Haige's eyes suddenly burst into ecstasy, he desperately stuck out his tongue and drove straight in, trying his best to plunder the youth's body fluid and breath.

In the last life, I lost you. This time, I won't waste every minute and every second with you.

It doesn't matter what the singer is like, what his voice is like, and what his status is.

As long as you're alive, as long as I can still feel your breath—

Will suffice.