Hold on, we can break up! [Quick Transmigration]

Body temperature was passing away like a punctured balloon, and the sudden ignited will to survive made Yingnuo panic. He barely opened his eyelids, his vision was a blur of white, and he could only see the bright lights on the ceiling. .

"Help me..." Ying Nuo was furious as soon as he opened his mouth, and he had a strong premonition that he was going to die.

"You are about to hang up," the system said slowly, "I suggest you look down."

Ying Nuo gathered up her strength for a while, slowly lowered her head, and then her face turned pale with fright at the scene in front of her.

I saw a thin boy lying in the bathtub in pajamas, his slender ankles and pale feet were exposed from the trousers, the water up to his waist had been dyed pale pink, because there was a shocking wound on his left wrist, at this time Beads of blood are dripping out continuously.

"I... committed suicide?" Ying Nuo frowned, his brain was in chaos, and even the memory of the original owner himself was a little unclear, "Why?"

"You're in a very bad situation right now, so don't worry about it," the system tapped on the keyboard, speaking a little absent-mindedly, "Someone should rush in to rescue you in five minutes."

Ying Nuo let out a miserable "Oh", and could only watch helplessly as she weakened, and at the moment when she was about to lose consciousness, the bathroom door was slammed open.

A man in a suit and leather shoes stumbled in, his eyes were terribly bloodshot. The moment he saw Ying Nuo, his pupils shrank, and his face instantly became extremely terrifying: "Xiao Mu!"

It took Yingnuo a few seconds to realize that Xiaomu was calling him, and then it took an extremely long time to realize that the man in front of him was the original owner's elder brother, Mu Chenke.

"Xiao Mu, open your eyes and look at me." Mu Chenke's anxious voice came from beside his ears, accompanied by a woman's shrill scream. The wound on the wound was pressed tightly by something, and then someone fished it out of the bathtub.

"What should I do, Chen Ke," the woman broke down crying, and circled around the two of them, "Is there something wrong with Xiao Mu?"

Yingnuo leaned softly in Mu Chenke's arms, but couldn't help but slander in her heart: Of course it's calling an ambulance, so what's the use of crying!

"Get a blanket." Mu Chenke seemed to have regained his composure, but his voice was still trembling. "I'll drive him to the hospital."

The woman ran away in a panic, her high heels poking on the floor causing an unpleasant noise.

Although Ying Nuo didn't know who this woman was, he felt that he didn't like her very much just by hearing the voice. He curled his lips and finally fell into a lethargic sleep uncontrollably.

In a grotesque dream, Ying Nuo once again dreamed of Qin Yuan, but the Qin Yuan in this dream was unusually gentle, would gently suck his earlobe and call him baby.

Ying Nuo Momo had goose bumps all over her body in her sleep, and when she was about to push the man away, she smelled a faint smell of tobacco on him.

Why is there such a smell?

Yingnuo found it unbelievable that Qin Yuan obviously didn't smoke.

"Master host, are you awake?" the little angel asked cautiously, for fear that he would be too loud and disturb the patient's rest.

Ying Nuo was still immersed in the smell of smoke and couldn't extricate herself. After a while, she rolled her eyes lightly and said, "Mmm... I'm awake."

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" The little angel still spoke nervously, perhaps because he was frightened by the bloody scene just now.

Except for the numb state of the entire left arm, Ying Nuo felt that there was nothing abnormal about her body, but her mind was still a mess like before she fell into a coma, and the memory about this body was also fragmented, and it was impossible to piece it together anyway. .

"Is there something wrong with my spirit...?" Ying Nuo sensed something was wrong, with a slightly depressed expression on his face.

He vaguely guessed that the original owner of this world was probably mentally ill.

The little angel hesitated for a moment, and said falteringly: "Actually, it's just autism. When it's not sick, it's just like a normal child in other people's family! It's so cute, so soft and cute!"

Ying Nuo sighed as if appointed, and casually looked at the ward he was in: "Since I am not clear now, I can only rely on you to help me recall what is going on right now."

The little angel gave a happy "hmm", and called out the database to read it with emotion.

The original owner's name is Mu Qingmu, who is the old son of Mu Xiangyuan, a real estate tycoon in Qianzhou City. Although he lived a pampered life of rich and young since childhood, he has no bad habits of playboys at all. Holding a first-class scholarship, he is a brilliant boy.

It's just that all of this began to change when Mu Qingmu met a policeman named Zhao Yuning.

When Mu Qingmu was in high school, he was kidnapped once. The two kidnappers were desperate for money. After getting the full ransom from the Mu family, they prepared to tear up the money against their conscience. They entered the basement and saved Mu Qingmu's life at a critical moment.

The moment Zhao Yuning pulled him behind him when the conflict broke out, Mu Qingmu felt that his heartbeat almost stopped, and the unprecedented strong touch shocked him. It was at that time that Mu Qingmu fell in love with this young policeman. , like a moth that goes forward bravely and doesn't care about it, it flies to the place where there is a light source with a sullen head.

After Mu Qingmu was successfully rescued, he continued to go back to school. It seemed the same as before, but he knew that he had fallen into it.

Because he was not yet old enough, Mu Qingmu secretly had a crush on him, making troubles and showing up at the police station from time to time, just to get more chances with Police Officer Zhao.Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye, but Police Officer Zhao always treats him like a younger brother, and every time they meet, he buys him candy like coaxing a child.

However, things are impermanent, just when Mu Qingmu began to seriously doubt whether he used the wrong method of chasing people, Zhao Yuning disappeared for no reason.

In the first month of Zhao Yuning's disappearance, people from the police station said that he was just going to perform official duties. Mu Qingmu was anxious but waited obediently at home. However, after waiting for nearly half a year, he finally got the news that he died on duty.

This was a fatal blow to Mu Qingmu. Every night after that, he would dream of Zhao Yuning's blood-stained face, and dream that the other party was lying on the ground with scars and panting, stretching out a hand to He called for help: "Xiaomu..."

Mu Qingmu cried silently, but his legs were so stiff that he couldn't move a step. For a whole month, he would watch Zhao Yuning die in front of his eyes every night. Collapse, like a dying person put himself in a grave, no one else can get in, and he can't get out.

This state has been maintained until half a year ago. It was not until Mu Qingmu's mother Feng Bailu was hospitalized due to a lung tumor that he woke up. The warmth from his family at least prevented him from concentrating on looking for death.

"Then why did Mu Qingmu seek death this time?" Yingnuo felt that the amount of information in this world was a bit too much, so he asked a little confused, "Have you committed autism again?"

The little angel nodded regretfully, "Originally, Mu Qingmu has basically recovered, but the Mu family is too cautious about his illness, and it's fine to restrict personal freedom at ordinary times, and they don't even want to let him continue to go to university... So Mu Qingmu was suppressed and fell ill again, and cut his wrists in the bathroom in a daze."

Yingnuo raised his left hand, which was wrapped into a rice dumpling, and looked at it. Perhaps the effect of the anesthesia was gradually fading. He couldn't help but frowned in pain, "So? What should I do next according to the plot?"

"Master Host," the little angel suddenly became serious, with a mysterious tone: "There is no plot line in this world, and our system can't know the direction of the plot. Everything can only depend on you!"

Yingnuo: "..."

It's fine if you can't use your brain often, but you don't even have a guide to action.

There was a sound of chaotic footsteps outside the ward, Mu Chenke pushed open the door and walked in, followed by a couple walking in a hurry.

The middle-aged man is Mu Qingmu's father, Mu Xiangyuan. His brows are tightly frowned, and although there are grooves on his cheeks carved by the years, he gives off a strong feeling because of the aura accumulated in the business place on his body.The crying woman standing next to him is Mu Qingmu's mother, Feng Bailu. She was Mu Xiangyuan's second wife. At that time, she officially married into the Mu family because she was pregnant with Mu Qingmu. She was young and beautiful. I cried for half the night last night and my face was swollen, and I looked a little embarrassed.

Ying Nuo couldn't help being dumbfounded, the woman who kept screaming in his ear last night turned out to be the original owner's own mother.

"Xiao Mu," Mu Chenke sat in front of the hospital bed and stroked Ying Nuo's hair, "Do you still remember Mom and Dad?"

Every time Mu Qingmu gets sick, he will fall into a self-enclosed world, unable to hear outside sounds, and unable to feel the light source, and will only curl himself up into a ball, hiding in a dark corner.Every time I recover, the memory in my mind is also disorganized, and I often can't even remember my own name.

But this time the attack seems to recover very quickly. As the medicine in the body takes effect, Yingnuo's memory is regaining clarity at a snail's pace: "Dad, Mom."

The young man was weakly lying on the hospital bed, as thin as a paper doll, but as long as he was conscious, he would subconsciously show a relaxed and well-behaved smile when he saw his relatives, even though the sadness and despair in those eyes were irrelevant. However, he was very persistent in hiding his emotions because he didn't want them to worry about him.

"Mom and Dad agree that you will continue to go to college." Mu Chenke laughed, seeing that the cold and indifferent man could actually show such a gentle look, "You said before that you wanted to move out, and we will follow you."

Ying Nuo didn't recall this memory yet, but opened her eyes slightly because of surprise.

He originally thought that the original owner was a gloomy young master who was sensitive and submissive, but after hearing what his elder brother said, he was actually a very assertive and stubborn child.

"But you have to agree to our request." Mu Xiangyuan rubbed the center of his brows wearily. He has always been invincible in the business world, but this youngest son seems to want to polish his spirit, which almost exhausted him. Xin Xin said, "You have to call us every three hours to keep safe. If there is anything wrong with your body or mind, you must inform us in time. Your brother will arrange for medical staff to live nearby."

Yingnuo nodded, looking at this matter from the perspective of an outsider, this is already the biggest concession a father has made to his autistic son.

"Xiao Mu, please be good," Feng Bailu squatted in front of the hospital bed, tears began to flow unscrupulously again, his eyes were swollen into walnuts, "Mom will die if you come again like this, really, mother will die... ..”

For some unknown reason, Ying Nuo felt uncomfortable, always feeling that this woman was a bit weird.

Mu Xiangyuan frowned fiercely, and pulled Feng Bailu aside to make room for the doctors and nurses who had just walked in.

After some examinations, Yingnuo's body is fine. The cut wrist just needs a long period of rest before it can fully recover. Because the wound did not hurt important tendons, it will not affect the flexibility of the left hand in the future. Spend.

That night, Mu Qingmu's psychiatrist Bai Shuanglin conducted a mental health assessment for him, but the result was unexpected, as if after such a narrow escape, Mu Qingmu's suppressed emotions were fully released, and his mentality towards death It also gradually changed. At that time, Bai Shuanglin looked at Ying Nuo in surprise, and said with a smile that you will recover soon.

The entire Mu family felt relieved, and the atmosphere in the entire ward became more relaxed.

In the evening, Mu Xiangyuan and Feng Bailu went home, and only Mu Chenke stayed with him, but the other party seemed to be very busy with work, and kept standing outside the ward on the phone.

Lying on the hospital bed, Ying Nuo felt a little bored: "Who is my target? When will he show up?"

Zhao Yuning, whom the original owner never forgot in his heart, has become the passing white moonlight. Could it be that the target of this attack is a ghost?

The system tapped the coffee cup lightly, as if it disliked Ying Nuo for disturbing his leisurely afternoon tea: "How do I know?"

Ying Nuo silently rolled her eyes and muttered softly: "What use do I need you..."

"Of course you'll know when he shows up," the system joked with him with great interest, "you'll be satisfied."

Ying Nuo suddenly shivered.

Why does the system sound so creepy...