I would rather die than OOC[Quick Transmigration]

"The target of the strategy has been locked for you, please understand. Your task is to make him fall in love with you and say the four words 'I like you' to you. These words are the ultimate goal."

"Ah."

"Warning: The current OOC index is . If the OOC index is too high, your identity will be suspected. Please adjust it yourself."

"Oh."

"Serious warning! The OOC index has reached 70.00%[-], please adjust immediately. Once your identity as a fast traveler is exposed, the task progress in this world will be cleared, and you will not be able to return to the real world for a long time."

"I've studied Western language. Isn't OOC just Bengjiaoer? There are so many people who have been Bengjiaoer in theaters and teahouses, it's surprising."

"Final warning, the OOC index has reached a critical value—"

"You rest."

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Sang Yi picked up the long knife from the ground, and the handle of the knife made a rustling sound on the rain-soaked rocks.

When he bent down, he saw the person in front of him clearly.The man was silent, his eyes were closed, and a blood-stained armor was leaning against his back.This is the border crossing point, the foreign race has been invading for many years, and finally defeated once.As far as outsiders can see, there are dead bodies everywhere, and there is a dead silence. Although it is pouring rain, every inch of breathing makes people feel hot.

Sang Yi straightened him up, took off his clothes, and used the short dagger in his sleeve to pick apart the gravel and grass thorns in the wound.The rain gurgled down the scars, and the reddish water couldn't be wiped clean. Sang Yi held the open umbrella with one hand, and after thinking for a while, she put the umbrella down. She knelt down and let the umbrella cover both of them.

Xie Yuan heard the crisp sound of the blade scraping in the mist, once and again, repeating mechanically, as if this was the only sound left in the world.He subconsciously reached out and grasped a warm and slender wrist, and then heard a somewhat disgusted voice: "Don't move around."

Attitude is not very good.

The voice was lowered, and it was impossible to tell who it was.

Xie Yuan opened his eyes slightly, and saw that he was in the world covered by an umbrella, with ink rivers and mountains on the umbrella.Close at hand was a handsome and clear face. The young man had a serious face, and he didn't give him half a look.

"Who are you?" He asked with difficulty.

The young man did not respond to him. After a while, the wound was treated. He stood up, picked up the umbrella, and said casually: "Someone will come to pick you up soon. There is your base camp three miles to the east. Mo Go to the northwest, there are rogues there. I still have something to do, so let's go first."

Xie Yuan: "..."

He was seriously injured, and when he opened his eyes, he saw someone in front of him. He thought it would be a good story about meeting a nobleman when he was dying, but he didn't expect that the person in front of him obviously didn't intend to send the Buddha to the west, but just treated him casually.

He was in pain all over and couldn't move, and after the young man gave him a simple bandage, he actually left like this——

After walking dozens of steps, he just remembered something, rushed back and put the umbrella beside him, then clapped his hands, raised his feet and prepared to slip.After the umbrella stayed, his back was far away in the rain and mist, as if he would disappear in the autumn water and clouds in the next moment.

Xie Yuan decided to save himself: "Do you know who I am? If you..."

If you can bring me back to Jinling safely, I can give you prosperity and wealth for the rest of your life, and keep you worry-free from now on.

He paused for a moment, his chest and lungs were also injured, and his breathing pulled the wound, making it difficult to speak.

Sure enough, the young man stopped in his tracks and looked back with a puzzled look in his eyes, as if he had asked a very strange question.

"I know."

Immediately afterwards, Xie Yuan heard him announce a series of words like the name of a dish: "In this life, you are the governor of Jiangsu and Zhejiang. You are young, deeply favored by the emperor, you are well-off in the officialdom, you have almost no defeats in the battlefield, and you look good. , the net worth is clean, all the girls in Jinling want to marry you...

"The only disadvantage is that you have a gloomy personality, and there is an unspeakable secret—your wife is actually a man, because when you were down and out, you were supported by a general, and the only price was to marry their useless son. Brother Cheng Qi, protect him from being bullied."

Xie Yuan listened, a little dazed.

For a moment, he looked back at the past along the memory, and suddenly thought that what the young man said had become a real scene, flashing through his mind one by one like a revolving lantern.

Most of these scenes are gloomy, and almost none are bright, but the clearest is at this moment: a stranger is holding an umbrella with a white background, standing in front of him, looking down at him.

Hearing that people who are about to die will see revolving lanterns, he became confused with a fever, and also suspected that this young man was a fairy who appeared from somewhere, and wanted to lead him on the road.The only sound left in the world is the sound of raindrops, and the gentle voice of the young man.

"Hmm...and," Sang Yi took out a cheat sheet from his sleeve, and read it seriously, "but you two are not in harmony. You have been fighting abroad for five years, and you have never been home. I guess you even forgot what he looks like." Lah. Maybe you are the type of person who hates broken sleeves, or maybe...forget it, without further ado, I should go."

After Xie Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, he finally knew through the pain that he was in reality.

He whispered: "My lord, please stop. How do you know these things? Did you and I know each other?"

After hearing this, Sang Yi didn't leave immediately.

He turned around and squatted in front of him, looking left and right, dazzled Xie Yuan.

"Of course I recognize you, but you don't remember anything now, so you may not recognize me."

Sang Yi showed a confident smile, and patted Xie Yuan's shoulder meaningfully, "Let me introduce, I am that little wife who was abandoned by you in the deep boudoir, are you happy?"

Xie Yuan: "..."

He opened his eyes wide in shock, and wanted to take a closer look at the man in front of him again, but the young man had already skillfully slashed his shoulder and neck with a hand knife: "Sleep, sleep, save your strength, and wait for someone to rescue you." you."

Sleepiness struck in the dark, Xie Yuan only had time to hear his last words before he lost consciousness: "It doesn't matter if you don't recognize him, Boss, I can only talk here, you can slowly realize it. One day you will remember me, I am waiting."