[Quick Transmigration] One-click blackening

He struggled to open his eyes.

The first thing I did was to turn my eyes and look around, there was no one, only a few strands of calming incense from the incense burner at the bedside, curling up between the snow-white curtains, was no one.

Wen Linyu let out a breath, as if he hadn't recovered from the chaotic and intense dream.

He found that his whole body was extremely cold, his shirt was soaked in cold sweat, his head was dizzy, as if he had suffered a serious illness, and after several cold wars, for some reason, Wen Linyu remembered that the little hero always got into the On his bed, he used soft little hands to help him knead his unconscious legs, and then found various reasons to stay overnight. When he was young, it seemed that there was a stove by his side, and when the man grew up, they became like that again. , It is also "doing exercises" to "warm" him up, so he seldom experiences the deep-seated cold.

Wen Linyu found himself feeling a little lost, but he didn't know what he was feeling worried about.

He had such a tattered body in his two lifetimes. He had soaked in medicinal baths and drank medicinal soup since he was a child, probably because he was actively receiving treatment. Although it could not be cured, it is rare to feel this coldness to the bone.

Wen Linyu endured a throbbing headache and thought for a while, his eyes wandered to the smoke curling up from the incense burner, and he suddenly remembered the incense he inhaled inadvertently when he went to the building to pick up another capture target the day before yesterday.

The dream was normal at the beginning, maybe it was because of smelling the so-called ecstasy incense, it was suppressed in the body at first, and it didn't start to erupt and wreak havoc until it relaxed and completely fell into a dream.

He even dreamed of something that shouldn't appear in the dream, vaguely recalled the intensity of the incident in the dream, Wen Linyu's old face was a little red for many years, and somehow he thought of Jiang Suye's phrase "the heart is powerless" , turned black again.

"..."

Wen Linyu was still red-faced and black-faced. Someone approached with something in his hand and called him softly. The voice was a little strange, and he didn't realize who it was for a while.Until the man opened the curtain, a young and delicate face appeared in front of him, looking up at him with raised eyes and eyebrows, the appearance was really amazing.

He thought of another face, although it was not the same style, it was also extremely handsome.

Probably the system selected targets based on their faces... Wen Linyu felt that he had touched the truth.

He didn't ask where the person who waited for him to get up had gone, but only motioned for him to carry her into the wheelchair. Fengyue was taken aback for a moment, then put the washbasin in her hand on the shelf next to her, and then bowed her head obediently Wen Linyu walked over to hug him, Wen Linyu looked at his hands and feet as if they were a little stiff, he only felt a blur in front of him, and before he could react, he was already sitting firmly in the wheelchair.

Wen Linyu thought to himself, unexpectedly, the male protagonist who was born as a young man looked so weak, but he was very strong. He was a little surprised in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

Fengyue secretly took a deep breath of the faint scent of medicine on the man's body, and felt that it smelled indescribably good. He withdrew his hand and shook it in a place where the man couldn't see. His mind was full of the scene just now, and his eyes couldn't help it. He casually glanced at the tall and graceful man sitting in the wheelchair.

How can it be so light?It's so disgusting.

Wen Linyu let him crown his draped hair, wash his face, wash his face, and fiddled with it. The clothes were also picked by Fengyue. At the end, he looked into the bronze mirror and felt that he had brightened a few degrees, sweeping away for many years. The sickly life has no face to love.

Through the bronze mirror, Wen Linyu secretly glanced at the very ingenious male protagonist next to him, and privately felt that there seemed to be a boy friend who was much younger than him by his side.

The "boyfriend" also carefully noticed that his complexion was very bad this morning. Later, after serving him, he went to the kitchen, cooked a bowl of cold-dispelling soup, and brought it over. Wen Linyu took out the torn meat while drinking it Silai, I asked later that it was quail meat, which nourishes the stomach and warms the body. Although Fengyue's craftsmanship is not very skilled after all, it is not as good as the other male protagonist who is talented and hardworking in the later stage, but for these pieces of meat Si, Teacher Wen's heart also turned away.

What's more, he also saw Fengyue's secretive hand, probably injured while cooking soup, a rare and honest child, Wen Linyu thought, and it was even rarer to grow up in such a place, just like the one who came out of the mud Like a white lotus that is not dyed, it is commendatory.

"Little White Flower" deliberately showed her claws that were intentionally hurt, and when the person saw it, she thought calmly and extremely contentedly, if she wanted to tempt a character like an ice cube like Wang Ye, she had to cover it slowly. I am impatient, I am still young after all, and sooner or later I will catch the lord's lonely moon.

Fengyue narrowed her red phoenix eyes slightly, her eyes shone with the brilliance she was sure to gain, she inadvertently landed on the one-inch-long scar on her palm, it was still very new, because it was injured not long ago, this place is different from others The small scars are deeper and longer than the ones, and it can be seen that they were scratched by extremely sharp things at that time, and the scratches were deep.

Under the extremely oppressive sight of the man in the wheelchair that day, he felt like a mouse that couldn't hide in the sun.

Still a rat born and bred in the dark, stained from the inside out with filth.

Fengyue was a little unwilling in her heart, why was she always so embarrassed in front of him every time?

At this moment, his hand inadvertently touched the small knife that he had left behind in the quilt, and he pulled it over with his fingers, holding it weakly at first, and then gradually tightened it, because the grip was too tight, and The palm was deeply hurt, and the blade scraped his palm mercilessly. At that moment, it seemed so quiet that he could hear the sound of his own blood flowing out of his body.

"Get dressed and follow me." The man in the wheelchair was silent for a while, and finally said this sentence.

After all, before he could react, the person standing behind him turned the wheelchair around, talked to the old man Yan Nu who was beside him, and heard the voice of the ungrateful member trying to talk.

Fengyue was a little dazed, she never thought that she would suddenly be free before that.

So it was extremely unreal, Fengyue didn't realize that she had a new chance until she got out of the iron cage that had imprisoned him for more than ten years.

But it was already very late, no matter how much he experienced the so-called "new life", he would not be the same as when he was at the beginning, even if he really returned to the beginning and started again, then he would no longer be who he is now.

The only thing that remains the same is that person's terrible attraction to himself, and this attraction is still increasing day by day. Every moment I stay with this person, the tumor in my heart sucks it and grows stronger. I don't know why. When, where, and what kind of fuse will cause him to completely release the terrifying monster in his heart that was nourished by that person.

Completely opposite to the beautiful scenery of Xuanwu City is the magnificent but desolate desert scenery of Yanzhou Dasai.

The daytime is like an oven under the strong sunlight, roasting every drop of water in the body, and when the sun sets, it seems to have entered the twelfth winter in an instant, as if saying a word, the entire mouth will be frozen.

A secret letter was sent from the distant Xuanwu City, traveled thousands of mountains and rivers, and rushed on horseback, and finally landed on the desk of the youngest and highest-ranking general here.

The general opened the letter sealed with the eagle head, a special symbol, and he was very relaxed at first, thinking that it was the detailed bits and pieces about that person before, and when he was about to ponder over it, he glanced at him for a few words stunned.

He grabbed the letter paper, kept some distance from the candlelight, and read it through.

After he finished reading, he was already in a cold sweat. Before he had time to think about it, he immediately left two lines of information on the case, put on a black cloak and went to the stables, stepped on the saddle, clamped his legs on the horse's belly, and did nothing. Hearing the shouts of the people behind him, he rode away.

The cold night wind blew into his cloak, cutting his cheeks like the sharpest blade, like Ling Chi.

He was dressed in black, as if he blended perfectly with the night.

The black eyes quietly looked ahead, thinking about what was mentioned in the letter.

Why is there a huge deviation from the previous life.In this way, everything may be ahead of schedule... Is it the change brought about by his return?

The author has something to say:

"New Love" → Little Phoenix

"Old Love" → Xiaoshan

Teacher Wen: (I don’t know what I’m about to face at all)

speed up the pace~