The Love Cycle of Me and Lao Gong's Love [Quick Transmigration]

Ruan Mo stayed in this world for decades,

Until the man smiled and closed his eyes on the hospital bed.

Countless causal points that changed fate because of him surged,

A faint golden light gathered on Ruan Mo's body,

Bit by bit absorbed and devoured by the system,

Only they have worked hand in hand to help people's blessings and gratitude,

It turned into a hazy golden light of merit washing Ruan Mo's soul.

Ruan Mo gently covered him with a white sheet,

Eyes filled with longing,

And a touch of helpless melancholy.

"System, what world is next."

Ruan Mo rubbed his forehead, his voice was full of exhaustion.he is so tired

Shuttle back and forth in various planes to do tasks, and there is almost no time to stop and rest.

Zheng Taiyin, whom the system hadn't seen for a long time, paused, and replied hesitantly: "Ruan Mo,

The causal points you have collected are enough for 10000,

It's time to let you go back to Earth. "

Already... Enough?

Ruan Mo stopped and looked down at his hands.

He thought he would be happy,

But at the end of the day, besides being full of sorrow,

There is really nothing left.

The fifth generation was tossed around,

He stayed in the alien plane for nearly a thousand years,

The word home is more like a boundless obsession to him,

It's really the day when I reach out to touch,

After picking off this not-so-sweet fruit, there was only endless bitterness in my mouth.

"Go home, go home."

Ruan Mo's body quickly returned to his original,

The appearance of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy,

The white hair turns black, the bones retract, and the loose skin and muscles gradually become elastic and tense, like freshly baked milk, white and smooth.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his slightly turbid eyes were clear and melancholy, like mirror flowers in water washed by a storm, ethereal and charming without knowing it, making people feel no human vitality.

The system looked at this young man who had been flamboyant before, and hesitantly reminded: "Ruan Mo, you still have one wish that you haven't made to me."

Wish?

The black-haired boy stood quietly, silent for a while before opening his mouth.

"No wish, send me back."

The space wormhole opened, and he was very calm after experiencing countless shuttles, and the steps he stepped in were calm and indifferent.

The colorful sea of ​​stars shuttled and criss-crossed around him, from scattered to converging, and slowly opened a dazzling arch at the end.

The black-haired boy reached out to touch it, and looked back at the last moment, staring at the starting point of the wormhole with a complicated expression, his eyes wandered but he saw nothing.

No one followed, no one.

The white arch gradually dimmed, and his slender figure disappeared at the end of the wormhole.

A drop of water light fell quickly, with a bitter shimmer.

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This is a quiet street corner, the street lights are bright and jumping at night, and a few silly moths keep hitting the lampshade with their bodies.

The black hole quickly disappeared, and Ruan Mo stepped out of it wearing slightly baggy clothes, without disturbing anyone.

He was silent for a while and asked, "Where is my original body?"

He used the current body to travel between planes, which was strengthened and virtualized by the system many times. The body of Ruan Mo, who was originally an earthling, could not withstand such frequent space transitions, so he was left on the earth by the system.

The cheating system laughed awkwardly, "I'll tell you something, don't get excited."

Ruan Mo: "Tell me."

System: "Then what, your original body...is gone."

"..." Ruan Mo thought for a while before arriving at the correct answer, "Is my body dead?"

He asked indifferently, but the system felt a burst of sweat, "Well, it seems that this is right."

.

No more, now he is complete, nothing left.

All that's left is this soul riddled with holes... and the cheating system loaded in his consciousness.

Ruan Mo asked again: "Can't I get my body back even if I make a wish?"

"No, resurrecting the dead goes against the consciousness of the world, and you will be unlucky until you die."

Ruan Mo pursed his lips, "How did my body die?"

The system coughed, "I put your body in the hospital, and then there was a thunderstorm, and I accidentally killed you."

"........."

The forehead of the black-haired boy quickly popped into a crossroads, revealing the first expression since just now, an angry expression.

"Very good, I suddenly have a wish to make."

Ruan Mo spoke clearly and slowly: "I make a wish to unload you from my sea of ​​consciousness. I don't want to see you in this life!"

The wishing system took effect, beeps and mechanical unloading clicked non-stop, the system was taken aback, howling and uttering half a sentence in the last few seconds.

"You are so cruel, but I still have great use..."

Before he finished speaking, the Zheng Taiyin that had been ringing in Ruan Mo's ears for hundreds of years finally disappeared completely, and his ears were restored.

...

Ruan Mo leaned against the black streetlight, with his hands in his pockets and his head bowed.

He looked at his own black shadow, pulled the corners of his lips, revealed a smile that was not a smile, and disappeared quickly.

Now it's really, only myself left.

In this world, he was an orphan who lost his parents when he was young. He graduated from high school relying on his excellent grades and the little inheritance left by his parents. He picked up the system on the way home at night while working in summer vacation, and was coaxed and tricked into leaving him. Travel across planes to collect Karma Points.

He should be alone, and the feelings during the journey should not be his.

It was stolen by him, someone else's marriage.

He's just, the worst, worst emotional liar.

Ruan Mo closed his eyes, the corners of which were a little wet.He brushed back his black bangs, walked towards the busiest street in the city as if he was giving up on himself.

He came to the bar with the loudest singing, without stopping.

...

The noisy and bustling bar froze for a short time because of the arrival of a person.

The black-haired boy was wearing a loose-fitting shirt, his handsome eyebrows were full of loneliness, his walking pace was not fast, but every step he took gave off a youthful and restrained aura.

He was sitting on a high chair, his slender legs wrapped under suit pants, he looked flawless and elegant from any angle, so cold and handsome that every man and woman who came to seek sex with the purpose of hunting sex could not hold back Their hearts are just about to move.

This prey is so delicious, just smelling it and taking a glance is enough for them to crave for a long time.

I just don't know how much it will cost to kiss Fangze.

The young bartender immediately greeted him, "What do you want?"

Ruan Mo pursed his lips, glanced over a row of colorful high-purity wine, and stopped in a bright red corner, showing a hurt expression for a moment.

He didn't speak, just raised his chin at the glass of wine.

"Hold on."

The bartender's fingers fluttered, and the spicy and intoxicating aroma of wine burst out of the shaker. The red and white collided and blended, and after a while, he presented the storm rose he ordered.

The beautiful red wine is clear and clear, with a slight scent of roses.

The young man held up the glass of strong wine with one hand, tilted his head slightly, and took a big gulp. He was choked up almost immediately, and his slightly squinted eyes sparkled with water.

He frowned slightly, closed his eyes and drank the spirits in one gulp, his white handsome face was covered with drunkenness when his Adam's apple rolled, and the gesture of licking his lips immediately dazzled the eyes of the people around him.

so spicy.

Ruan Mo propped his forehead, pulled the corners of his lips and began to laugh lowly, but his voice was pitifully sad.

Or poppy wine tastes better.

Thinking this way, Ruan Mo ordered four or five glasses of the same wine one after another. The alcohol paralyzed his lips, tongue and eyesight, making him look more and more ambiguously at the strong wine, and his laughter also intermittently carried an unconscious groan.

In this sensual wine pool, half of the body of anyone who hears it will be stunned.

He was prone to drunkenness, and after making up his mind to indulge once, he softened into a ball in just a moment, completely drunk.

Finally, a hunter couldn't hold back anymore, and three muscular men came up and surrounded him forcefully, blocking the greedy sight of more people.

"Baby, what sad thing happened to you?"

"Tell me, ask brother to enlighten you?"

One person reached out to touch his blushing side face, but the young man turned his head away and looked over with his head tilted. His eyes were blank and resisting, so beautiful that it was outrageous, causing the three men to stare blankly on the spot.

Ruan Mo ignored the three wooden men, looked straight at the bartender, and pointed at the glass of red storm rose.

Only then did the men regain their senses, rushing to swipe their cards to pay the bill, and hand over the spirits he wanted.

"Baby, drink mine, I'll give you as much as you want, drink mine!"

"Drink mine, I'll book this bar to drink with you!"

"Can you two show some face, just now we agreed to have sex together today, wipe!"

The Lieyan alliance, which had the same hatred against the enemy, disintegrated in an instant, and the three of them started arguing beside each other, but the protagonist of the story watched them drink and laugh.

Ruan Mo raised the corners of his lips, and the wine dyed his thin lips a magnificent red. He squinted his eyes and leaned against the bar, clapping his hands and laughing, and then shed tears.

He cried.

The heart was so empty and painful, as if it had been torn to pieces, mixed with lead ash and cement to force it to stick together, every beat was laborious and slow, overwhelming.

Ruan Mo stood up, swallowed the last sip of spirits, and wanted to leave with flying steps.

The three arguing men immediately surrounded him, looked at each other, and decided to get him on the bed before discussing.

"Baby, my heart is broken when you cry. Come on, brother, come and comfort you."

The man stretched out his hand to grab him, but was dodged again. His prey seemed to have eyes behind his back, and he was so drunk that he could show his weak claws, adding to the interest of resistance.

The other two pairs of big hands reached out to him, this time at an angle from which there was nowhere to hide, and no matter which way the black-haired boy fell, he would immediately fall into one's arms.

He didn't hide, but the person who touched him seemed to be slapped away by a pair of invisible big palms.

The three of them screamed and fell to the ground, only Ruan Mo who did nothing stood there and suddenly froze.