[Quick Transmigration] One-click blackening

The eyeballs under Ye Yunqing's eyelids moved uncomfortably, but he couldn't wake up from the dream no matter what.

The terrible feeling of oppression all over his body was like a heavy object was pressing on his body, tightly oppressing his heart, as if it would be completely crushed and unable to beat again in the next moment.

Countless fragments seemed to be squeezed out of his heart, scene after scene, slowly replaying in his mind.

……

The first scene was extremely dim, and the extremely conspicuous white light reflected on the window lattice in the darkness, followed by the rumbling thunder, the cold wind blew in from the window, and the icy moisture rushed to his cheeks superior.

The heavy rain poured down, accompanied by thunder and lightning. Under the dazzling lightning, the person inside the window seemed to be the ephemeral mayfly.

He closed his eyes and didn't close the window that was blown open by the wind.

However, the cold wind and rain still gradually moved away from him, and he fastened the window again with both hands, and his cheeks that were blown cold slowly warmed up.

The man reached out from his back and hugged him with the hand that closed the window, tightening it bit by bit until he could hardly breathe, and then he gently put his head on the side of his neck. The hand that belongs to an adult man can feel the coldness and dampness even through the clothes.

The man whispered in his ear: "Brother..."

The warm breath sprayed behind his sensitive ears, and he yelled again and again, like a child who would keep making trouble if he didn't get a response.

Those two words seemed to contain countless extremely complicated emotions in this person's mouth, full of them, almost overflowing uncontrollably.

However, his thoughts were limited, and he simply couldn't bear such heavy emotions that exceeded the boundaries of reason.

The man's call slowly dropped, as if he was crying... Gradually, the man's hands, which had become hot at some point, loosened, and the next moment they completely retracted from him.The place that was originally hugged tightly was empty, but the closed heart seemed to be empty as well.

His heart was cold, as if he had realized something, he turned his head suddenly, just when a cold light shone across his cheek, he tightly grasped the dagger that the man stabbed at himself.

He couldn't feel the tingling pain in his palm, and all he could see in his eyes was the man's confused expression under the lightening from the window.

Gradually it turned into joy: "Brother?"

Blood dripped down.

The scene of the scene twisted before him.

……

In the second scene, he stood on the edge of the cliff, and under his feet was the endless green sea shrouded in moonlight. The breeze swept by, and the green sea swayed.

The cool wind brushed against his eyebrows, blowing away all his draped hair, and blowing it back.

He gently closed his eyes, enjoying the tranquility of the moonlit cool night.

Although he didn't turn his head back, he knew that there was a person standing behind him. That person stayed by his side for a long time without saying a word, and quietly accompanied him to enjoy the moonlight night on the cliff.

He suddenly became excited and wanted to turn his head to see the sullen face of the little apprentice under the moonlight.

Unexpectedly, he saw the man stretch out his hand slightly, because when he looked back, the long black hair slid gently between his slightly closed fingers.

The little apprentice stared at this scene in a daze, and unconsciously clenched the lock of hair tightly in his palm, he just frowned in pain, and the man hurriedly let go of his hand, his face twitching. It was a rare expression of panic on the face, and he knelt down in front of him, but his eyes still followed his hair nostalgicly.

"Master, Master..."

Faced with such a face of asking Master to punish him for doing something wrong, he didn't know what expression to make for a moment.

Finally, he smiled helplessly.

It seemed that he was not angry or even surprised by the young apprentice's presumptuous behavior.

Hearing this chuckle, the little apprentice was stunned, carefully raised his head to look at him, his eyes blurred, but he put a hand on his head and rubbed it lightly.

"Master..." The expression on the little apprentice's face flickered on and off, and finally froze on a smile, and he closed his eyes obediently.

He saw two phantoms behind this person.

An all-black little dragon was extremely lively, at first it rushed towards him recklessly, then wrapped itself tightly around his waist, this was not over, the little black dragon circled upwards several times, dawdling Putting the black head on the side of his neck, he hissed to spit the snake letter on his cheek, which made his face cold and sticky.

Seeing this, a lotus bud growing among the lotus leaves swayed twice, and the black silk threads in it twirled a few times in agitation, before it restrainedly moved the cool and slippery bud to his side and pressed against him. Gently rubbing the palm of his hand twice.

Before he could pull the troublesome Xiaojiao off his shoulders, the scene faded away.

……

In the third act, he took notes in the textbook with a pen under the dim light in front of the desk. The book was filled to the brim with the exception of the main text, densely packed with black characters he marked.

He yawned, then put down the pen, took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose and put them on the table, then gently pinched the eyebrows with his right hand.

He closed the textbook and put it in the satchel.

Before putting it away, both hands paused for a moment, took it out again, and put it on the table.

He opened the first drawer in the lower right corner, and there was some candy in the bag inside. He greedily threw one into his mouth, some were too sweet, and his teeth felt a little astringent, but Children should like it very much. The last time he took it to the school, he was robbed of it in just a moment. Just look at the momentum of the group of students who are obedient and sweet most of the time in front of him. It's not ambiguous at all.

He took three grains and stuck them in the pages of the book, wondering if the hero hadn't found them, would they just melt there?

Then the pages become sweet too.

He smiled and shook his head, and put the closed book back into the satchel.

He parked his bicycle aside, and a familiar face appeared in front of the window, and the scarlet curtain seemed to reflect the ominous red light on the boy's cheeks, making his face paler and paler.

Seeing the man reaching out to take the book in his hand, he said something as usual, then turned around and pushed the bike beside the bicycle to prepare to leave.

All of a sudden, he glanced back, and the young man sitting in the window stared at him without blinking, as if he had been looking at him for an unknown amount of time. Looking at the young man's quiet face, he felt a deep feeling in his heart. It's like being bitten lightly by tiny bugs, although it's extremely slight, but the countless little bugs gather together, and the pain becomes clearer.

He slowly retreated back to the window, and the young man watched him return to his window, staring blankly, but his face seemed to be more rosy than ever before.

In front of him, the young man opened the book, turned to the page where the candy was hidden, took out the candy under his gaze, peeled off the candy wrapper, and put it between his lips and teeth.

The corner of the young man's mouth slightly raised, although slightly, it was indeed a smile, and he said softly, "Sir, it's so sweet."

It seems that this is completely satisfied.

He also smiled along with him, but the corners of his eyes became sore, the deeper the smile, the more sore the corners of his eyes.

……

So that's all it takes?Is that all you want?

……

Ye Yunqing on the bed opened his eyes, and a tear quickly fell from the corner of his eyes.

He got up and sat there for a while, unable to recover from the big dream for a while.

what is this?Quick pass strategy?

But why are there only the first few worlds?The most important thing in this world is not there?

... Putting these aside for now, he still has a more important question in his mind to ask the system.

Ye Yunqing looked at the pillow and didn't see the white cat, so he wanted to get up and lie down on the bed. The strange thing was that he found that his whole body was extremely weak, so he fell down on the bed so limply, unable to move half of his fingers.

what happened?

It was only then that Ye Yunqing noticed that there seemed to be a strange smell in his nose... There was also a strong smell of sulfur, and... a burnt smell? !

He raised his eyes to look at the door and window with difficulty, and found that there was a faint light of fire on it. It should not have been burning for too long. A black shadow flashed past the window lattice, and the tiles above his head clicked a few times.

The fire suddenly escalated, and he lay motionless in front of the couch, and gradually felt the sweltering heat around him. The closed room between the firelight was full of pungent white smoke, which mixed with the smell of sulfur and burnt. , extremely bad smell.

It seems that someone shouted in the distance: "It's gone... It's gone..."

Ye Yunqing felt that he couldn't last much longer, and his breathing gradually became difficult, and he couldn't breathe anymore...

His eyes became blurred, the door seemed to be full of flames, no one could come to rescue him, after all, who made him live in a remote place... He thought, could it be that he is going to be burned to death here this time? ?

Bang-dang-! !

The loud noise made his ears tingle for a moment, and he seemed to hear a human voice amidst the humming, and vaguely heard the words "are you okay?" here? ?

The man picked him up and held him tightly in his arms, and Ye Yunqing pressed his face against the man's chest, listening to the fierce heartbeat coming from the hard chest.

Plop-plop-puff-!

Half unconscious, he always felt that this person would pass away with palpitations in the next moment.

The man hugged him, his breathing was low and rapid, suddenly it seemed to be blocked by something, and when he loosened his arms, Ye Yunqing felt that the scorching flames seemed to be very close at hand, but the strange thing was that he didn't seem to be hurt at all. , On the contrary, he almost rolled out of his arms. Fortunately, he was carried back by someone in the end. The arms of the man holding him seemed to be trembling violently unconsciously.

Ye Yunqing rested his head on the man's arms, pressed his face against his chest, and suddenly felt a strange feeling.

It seems that until now, only in this person's arms, life is completely complete.

He felt a sharp pain in his back at this moment, as if being licked by a tongue of fire, but luckily the next moment he fell into darkness.

The author has something to say:

Teacher Wen: (Suspicious) Wait, why did the hero rush over so quickly?

Male lead: (cough) (guilty) (answer first) I don't, I'm not.

Voice-over: It’s really not that you can’t sleep to see people, there is no idiot attribute, no.

Both Mr. Wen and the hero are not dead, it's someone else (cannon) who died.

I watched an episode of Korean drama last night, I was so sweet that I was dizzy, ahhh coach!I really want to write about cookies! ! !