Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

Zuo Yu's tone was calm, but these four words carried the meaning of sighing.

Xiao Liuzui got anxious and went to pull the hem of his clothes, "I don't."

"You have."

Zuo Yan looked into his eyes, and slowly pulled back the corner of his sleeve, "You have."

Looking at the tears condensed in the corners of each other's eyes, innocent and hurt.

I thought you were just good at acting, but I didn't expect you to be so good at acting as a mentally handicapped person.

"Zhu Zhu..."

The candied haws, stained with uneven syrup, fell to the ground, melting a thin layer of white.

This person is also two catties heavier than him in terms of wisdom.

Snowflakes wobbled and landed on his shoulders, Zuo Yan sighed, and when he pulled his sleeve again, he didn't refuse, untied the fox fur on his body and put it on him.

Zuo Yan stepped on his feet slightly, wrapping his hands around his shoulders, and the eyes of the two were very close.

You can see the panic in those beautiful eyes, and they are cautious. If this is also pretending, this person is really scary.

The fox fur draped over his body was a bit shorter, but it suited him very well.

Xiao Liuzui, dressed in red, is unrestrained and unrestrained.

But he who was dressed in white was a little more sickly, gentle and gentle, unparalleled in the world.

Nai He is a liar, he acts like what he is, and he is specially tricked into deceiving him.

"Am I so mentally retarded?"

System: "It's not about looks, it's about IQ."

Zuo Yan: "You are finally alive."

System: "I'm not dead."

Zuo Yan said: "You will always live in my heart."

System: ...It seems that something is right and something is wrong.

Xiao Liuzui put a smile on his face again, and wanted to hold his hand as usual, but this time, he failed again.

"Zhu Zhu..."

Zuo Yan looked up at the sky, it was already dark, and the dark curtain was so heavy that people couldn't breathe.

And the person in front of him is like a ray of light, a dazzling existence no matter when and where.

When Zuo raised his hand and landed on his face, Xiao Liuzui subconsciously closed his eyes.

"Do you think I'm going to hit you?"

A chuckle sounded, Xiao Liuzui opened his eyes, the warmth of his cheeks dispelled his coldness.

Zuo Yan traced his face with his fingertips, inch by inch, but Xiao Liuzui suddenly felt fear in his heart.

Ugh……

A sigh.

The man turned around, and the white clothes he brought up matched the whirling whiteness between the sky and the earth.

He obviously didn't say anything, but he was more afraid than what he said.

"Zhu Zhu..."

Zuo Yan walked in front, and didn't stop because of the voice behind him.

The snow is falling heavily.

That person's figure was so thin, Xiao Liuzui covered his chest, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth...

Zuo Yan was walking in the snow, he could hear footsteps behind him not far away, and his name would be called after a few steps.

One sound is more pitiful than the other, and he has done a lot of psychological construction for himself so that he didn't look back.

Zhao Feiyun stood in the distance and looked at the two of them. White covered the earth with a white coat, and dots of red stretched out a road on it.

System: "He vomited blood."

Zuo Yan's footsteps stopped for just a second, but it also gave great hope to the people behind him.

Like a life-saving straw, he grabbed his wrist, and the blood vessels on his wrist were bulging, terrifying and sad.

He covered his lips to suppress the itching in his throat, the blood scrambled from his fingers, staining his hands, the blood dripped on Zuo Yan's feet, and a bright flower bloomed.

Tumi, flirtatious.

Xiao Liuzui wanted to say something, but he only swallowed a mouthful of blood, and finally he just repeated.

"I do not have."

Silent, not a single sound can be felt in the air.

Zuo Yan looked at him with an indifferent expression, the sheep had been cheated many times, and they would also know the hunter's traps.

Unmoved.

Xiao Liuzui's chest vibrated violently, he untied the fox fur on his body with one hand, and put it on him.

A drop of blood splashed on Zuo Yan's face, and the person in front of him suddenly fell down.

She fell softly into his arms, "I didn't."

The body temperature of the two fused instantly, but neither could warm the other.

----

In a snowstorm, the two fell down completely.

Dreaming back at midnight, Lang Yu can always dream of the scene of that day.

The prince helped Xiao Liuzui back, his body was stained with a lot of red, his face was indifferent, when he saw them, he only said, "Let's start."

Zuo Yan fell ill and lost weight quickly.

And the poison on Xiao Liuzui's body could no longer be controlled, they suspected him to be pretending to be stupid before, after all, this person would do anything to achieve his goal.

Since Xue Ye came back, this person's sanity has really become more and more insane.

The mind of a child is excellent in martial arts.

No one knew whether he was really stupid or not, but it didn't matter anymore.

From the moment the prince said "begin", the result is already doomed, and the process is no longer important.

Xiao Liuzui was comatose on the bed, and would occasionally wake up, even whispering the word "Zhu Zhu".

Nothing can get close to him, don't eat, don't drink, once someone wants to get close to him, he will be attacked, hurt others, and he will be weaker.

In this way, no one dared to approach him again.

And the other side.

Wei didn't have to boil the medicinal soup, "This is the last bowl."

Zuo Yan took it, and the green concoction looked like a witch's drug. He took away the spoon and drank it in one breath.

"What about him?"

Wei didn't need to touch his beard, "It's not far from death. I didn't eat or drink for three days and injured his subordinate. And Lang Yu, who is so strong in martial arts at a young age, and still dragging such a body..."

I have endured it since I was a child, and from the pain and torture, these four are easy to say. For more than 20 years, I have become accustomed to eating and drinking water.

He is a capable person, but he can't escape the word love.

There was silence in the air for a while, and Zuo Yan felt that his body seemed to be getting heavier.

"Really." The light voice, if you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it at all.

Wei didn't have to hand him a black wax pill, "Both of your bodies have reached their limits, now is the best time, once you start, you can't stop, you have to think about it.

In the time of a stick of incense, if you go back on your word..."

Zuo Yan took the wax pill, stepped on light steps, and walked out, "Why so many regrets."

Pushing open the door, he saw Lang Yu standing in front of him with Qin in his arms, his face was very calm.

"My lord."

"Your new identity is already on the way. From now on, you will be free."

But what I want is not freedom.

Lang Yu held down the strings, but did not say this sentence.

Zuo Yan leaned on the wall and moved step by step. The snow outside had been snowing for three days and didn't stop until morning.

Thick layers of snow piled up on the ground, Zuo Yan stopped, walked to the snowdrift, bent over...

Under the sun, the thin and fair figure slowly patted the snowdrift, and every movement was accompanied by difficult desires.

"Zhu Xu, you've been fucking crazy for a long time."

Zuo Yan supported his knees, his trembling body made him unable to support himself for a while, and his blurry eyes made his eyes white.

"What kind of medicine did that person feed you!

Zuo Yan took a breath and finally stood up, "Go get me a carrot."

Lang Yu left without making a sound.

Zuo Yan turned around, and after a while, he saw Zhao Feiyun standing under the eaves, holding a sword that had been unsheathed in his hand.

"Why are you so angry?"

The sword in Zhao Feiyun's hand trembled, he went to Xiao Liuzui's room just now, even though the man was dying of illness, he couldn't kill him, he didn't even approach him.

Zuo Yan straightened his back, the joints on his body crackled, and he was really afraid that it would be broken in half so suddenly.

"I knew you would change this virtue, I should have killed him in the first place."

You can't beat him, recognize the reality, young man.

Zuo Yan looked at him, "Seven years ago, you wanted to beat me up every time you saw me, who would have thought that now?"

Zhao Feiyun clenched the hilt of the sword tightly. At that time, the two were young and frivolous, and they never thought of killing each other.

Then his father colluded with the enemy country to rebel, and he became a bereaved dog. They, who had been at odds with each other, got together, and after seven years, he also understood that this person was not as miserable as he imagined.

Finally, in this inn, he even felt like home...

"You are actually quite cold-blooded, and you are suitable to be a general."

Zuo Yan said such a sentence suddenly, Zhao Feiyun looked at him deeply.

Zuo Yan patted Xue Sui on his hand, Xiao Liuzui killed Zhao Zhenlong, Zhao Feiyun wanted revenge, but the reason for his revenge was not to kill his father.

This man is too upright, he thinks that his father will die for treason, but Xiao Liuzui shouldn't die at the hands of Xiao Liuzui.

This is the reason why he wants revenge, and it is also the most obvious point of his cold blood.

Zhao Feiyun twitched the corner of his mouth, "Seeing that I see so clearly, why can't I see his true face clearly?"

Zuo Yan took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, and said, "It's for you."

Zhao Feiyun took it, unfolded it, and his hands trembled.

"Whether you want to join the army, become a hero, or become a waiter in the future depends entirely on your own ideas."

The three characters Zhao Feiyun will no longer be the son of a traitor.

Lang Yu brought him the radish, Zuo Yan touched the snowman's face, picked a good place to stick it in.

"System, does it look good?"

System: "Ugly~"

"I piled you up."

The system's singing stopped abruptly, and he said against his will, "It's beautiful."

It was getting late, Zuo Yan tightened his neckline, and walked away from the two of them.

"What are you doing here, the inn is still closed."

Zhao Feiyun clenched the paper tightly, "Is it worth it?"

Zuo Yan sighed, turned his head and said helplessly, "Who told me to rob him in the first place, I have to be responsible..."

That year, on the bustling streets of the imperial capital, the moment he lifted the other's chin, the ending was already doomed.

With weak footsteps, he finally came to Xiao Liuzui's room. The moment he opened the door, a song called Feng Qiuhuang sounded behind him, Zuo Yan paused, and shook his head with a smile.

The room was dark, and two words murmured indistinctly came from above the bed.

"Zhu Zhu..."

Zuo Yan walked to the bed, the person on the bed had purple lips, and his face was as white as a ghost.

Yan Gui.

"I lost on your face."

Zuo Yan stroked his head, and the person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, the bloodshot eyeballs looked a little creepy.

"Having a nightmare?" Zuo Yan asked softly.

Xiao Liuzui looked at him curiously, as if he didn't understand who he was, "Who are you?"

Zuo Yan didn't try to guess whether he was just pretending or really stupid.

"then who are you?"

Xiao Liuzui frowned, "Who am I?"

"Your name is Xiao Liuzui."

"Who is Xiao Liuzui?"

Zuo Yan walked to the side of the incense burner, crushed the wax pellets and threw them in, then pulled a chair and placed it beside the bed.

"Xiao Liuzui, you are a liar."

"oh".The person on the bed seemed to understand and nodded.

Zuo Yan's fingers trembled a little as he straightened his clothes. The next second, his wrist was grabbed.

"Zhu Zhu..."

"You know me again?"

Xiao Liuzui held his hand and didn't let go, eager to get up, but he didn't have the strength.

"I didn't lie to you...I didn't, Zhu Zhu...I didn't..."

Zuo Yan pressed his hand and comforted him, "You didn't."

"They're going to grab my purse...it was given to me by Zhu Zhu, I don't know...they fell down..."

The mind is still clear, not stupid.

Zuo Yan blocked his chattering mouth, and the eyes of the person on the bed were wide open. Just when Zuo Yan remembered, he put his arms around his neck, buried his face in his neck, and rubbed against him non-stop.

"Juju."

"Ok?"

"Juju."

"Ah."

"Juju."

Zuo Yan touched his chest, the ribs were distinct, "Does this hurt?"

Xiao Liuzui thought for a while before whispering, "It hurts."

"Go to sleep, it won't hurt when you wake up."

Xiao Liuzui yawned, his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Zuo Yan patted him on the back and listened to his muttering in a low voice, turning flower ropes is not fun, he has never eaten the candied haws he made, and those people laughed at his ugly hair...

In the air, a faint fragrance filled the air, and the breath of the person in his arms became heavier and heavier.

The door opened, and Wei didn't have to walk in with a medicine box.

"Have you considered it?"

Zuo Yan got up from the bed, "You should say you're ready."

Wei didn't have to take out the contents of the medicine box, and asked someone to carry in a large bucket.

Without the help of others, Zuo Yan took off Xiao Liuzui's clothes and carried him into the bucket, followed by him.

The two came out after soaking in the medicinal bath for half an hour, and the next step was the highlight.

Holding a small but sharp knife in his hand, Wei Yong gently cut a hole in his wrist...

Zuo Yan looked at the comatose and sickly beauty lying beside him, and sighed softly in his heart.

"The person who invented the anesthetic must be an angel."