Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

Speaking of Xie Yao's life experience, he is not much better than Xu Yang.

More than 20 years ago, an ordinary couple saved an old man on the side of the road. Half a year later, the old lady passed away, but they left all their property to the couple.

Originally, this was a good thing. The old lady had no children, and left her family property to the only couple who gave her a helping hand at that time.

However, he did not expect to be targeted by a group of greedy people, who kidnapped the couple's children and demanded a million ransom.

It was all about the couple at the time.

After the kidnapper got the money, he threatened the couple not to call the police, otherwise they would have accomplices, and reported their son's school and class.

On the way home with their son, the couple got into a car accident. Both adults were killed and only one child remained.

The child was later adopted, and the family went abroad.

Twenty years later, a painter named Xie Yao stood on this familiar land again.

Zuo Yan thought about Xie Yao's life experience in his mind, but he still didn't understand why he was said to be mentally ill.

System: "The information shows that he is indeed sick."

Zuo Yan sighed, "Can you be reliable once, not too much, just once."

The system was silent for a while, and Zuo Yan only heard crackling noises in his mind. After a while, he didn't hear the system's voice.

Zuo Yan has gotten used to it, but luckily it just can't help, if it adds trouble, it will be a disaster.

After taking a shower, Zuo Yan planned to change into the clothes Xie Yao gave him.

It's a white shirt and jeans.

If it was Xu Yang before, he would have been too excited, but now, Zuo Yan looked down at the blood-stained underwear, whether to wear it or not.

After Zuo Yan came out of the bathroom, he heard voices from downstairs.

Holding the stairs and looking down, there are two policemen.

"Someone saw a male corpse at your door."

One of the policemen said seriously to Xie Yao, the puddle of blood at the door and the blood drops extending into the room, it is not difficult for the two to guess that the murderer is probably the person in front of him.

Xie Yao wiped the redness on his hands with a white towel, and said calmly, "Oh? Mr. Police, I didn't see the corpse."

Another older policeman stopped his colleague, pointed to the pool of red outside and the red on his hand, and said, "Can you explain what's going on?"

Xie Yao chuckled, raised his hand, and said, "This is oil paint, as for the blood outside..."

"its mine."

Several people raised their heads immediately, and Zuo Yan walked down the stairs, saying at the same time: "The blood is mine, Mr. Xie just helped me bandage the wound."

As he spoke, he pointed to his own head, there was indeed blood on it.

The two policemen looked at each other face to face, and asked suspiciously, "How can you bleed so much?"

Is it possible to live with so much blood in the normal head?

Zuo Yan looked at the policeman, and then at Xie Yao from the corner of his eye. This is what a normal person thinks.

"Well, it may be that I have eaten too much donkey-hide gelatin red date porridge recently."

Isn't that stuff eaten by women? Could it be a woman?

Facing such gazes, Zuo Yan said calmly, "I have a beautiful face."

This is the first time he heard that donkey-hide gelatin and red dates can replenish blood to the head.

The corner of Xie Yao's mouth hooked into a smile, watching the eyes of the young man beside him become more and more interested.

Zuo Yan: If a mental patient is interested, he can be regarded as taking the first step.

The two were still taken for an inquiry.

When asked why Zuo Yan appeared there and shed so much blood.

Zuo Yan's answer was no different from what he remembered.

On the way to work, suddenly the back of my head hurts, and I don't remember what happened afterwards, and when I woke up again, I appeared in front of Xie Yao's studio.

"Didn't you see clearly the person who attacked you?"

Zuo Yan shook his head, "No."

If he sees clearly, he should report the crime by now.

The older policeman glanced at him and asked, "Do you know the man in the studio?"

Zuo Yan said, "Yes, I am a cashier, and he often goes shopping."

Afterwards, the police asked some other questions, and Zuo Yan answered them all.

He also hoped that the murderer would be found out as soon as possible. If he was not dead, the person who attacked Xu Yang might be able to kill him a second time.

"If you find something is wrong after you go back, come to the police station as soon as possible to explain the situation."

Zuo Yan nodded and left after thanking him.

When he walked to the door, the old policeman said with a smile, "I'll give you less blood in the future."

Zuo Yan turned around and smiled at him, "I don't."

When I went out, I saw Xie Yao standing in the sun with his sleeves rolled up outside.

The sun shone on his body, and even his hair was covered with golden light. Seeing him coming out, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Forgive Zuo Yan for being uneducated, he can only think of being gentle and elegant, like a spring breeze, to describe Xie Yao at this moment.

Zuo Yan stood on the spot and admired it, no wonder the only light in Xu Yang's life was the person in front of him.

"I'm sorry to implicate you today."

Xie Yao shook his head, "It's nothing, you also gave me a very good inspiration."

Inspiration for painting, or inspiration for murder?

Zuo Yan scratched his head and touched the wound, the sour feeling was indescribable.

"System, can you block the pain?"

System: "Xu Yang didn't cry out for pain when he was attacked."

Zuo Yan hehe, "That's because he passed out."

The system continued to work hard, "You have to learn to be strong."

Zuo Yan was silent for a while, "Tell me. What's wrong with you again."

The system tweaked for a while, "some accident happened to the main program."

Zuo Yan: ...very good.

The two walked one after the other, Xie Yao looked at the back of the person in front, his eyes were dark, and slowly, his eyes fell on the other person's waist.

"I remember, I seem to have forgotten to get you underwear."

Zuo Yan paused.

Xie Yao walked up to him from behind and whispered in his ear, "So, you didn't wear it?"

Zuo Yan's eyes drifted a little, was he that obvious?

"See it from behind?"

Xie Yao hooked his little finger and took a heavy breath, "Is it a bit worn out?"

Zuo Yan nodded his head heavily, jeans, not wearing underwear yet, not only the bottom is cool, but the final thing is to grind the meat!

Take a step, grind it, it hurts and itches.

Xie Yao chuckled softly in his ears, Zuo Yan glanced at him expressionlessly, don't think you are smiling like a flower, I don't know you are laughing at me.

Is it funny?

System: "It's funny."

Zuo Yan: "Hehe, it sounds like you have a jj."

System: ...You attack personally.

Zuo Yan walked in front for a while, and when he heard the laughter behind him, he finally stopped, turned his head and said quietly, "Have you laughed enough?"

Xie Yao coughed twice, "It's my fault, as compensation, I will send you back."

Zuo Yan got into the car, only to find that the car was going in the opposite direction.

Facing his gaze, Xie Yao said, "I'll go to the studio to get some things, and I'll take care of the blood in front of the door, and I'll send you back later."

You drive, you decide.

Zuo Yan followed him back to the studio, Xie Yao cleaned up the blood in front of the door, Zuo Yan wanted to help.

"You'd better sit on the sofa and wait for me."

Xie Yao glanced at the bottom of his *, and said with a smile.

Zuo Yan: ... Dude, can we still have fun?

When Xie Yao finished cleaning up the blood, Zuo Yan thought that the two of them could go back, but he took out the medicine box from before.

Holding a cotton swab in one hand, smiling harmlessly, "After grinding for so long, I think you need this."

Zuo Yan silently refused, I don't need it!

Xie Yao said, "How can this be done? It's because I forgot to get you underwear for a while, which caused you to be injured. If you don't let me see it, I will be very sorry."

Zuo Yan hurriedly said, "Then I'll see for myself..."

Xie Yao lowered his face, and approached step by step, "They're all men, why are you shy, if you don't notice it and cause festering, it's very likely that you need to cut it..."

Zuo Yan shuddered from his aura, please stop talking, I'm already under psychological shadow.

The system suddenly said: "Well, there is bad news for you, you have to be prepared."

Zuo Yan, "Say!"

System: "The target may have homicide tendencies."

Zuo Yan: ... What are you talking about?

System: "Take care."

Zuo Yan immediately gave up resistance, take a look!Beg not to kill.

Xie Yao gently pulled down his zipper, the quiet little Zuoyan lowered his head a little aggrieved, the color was light, and the edge was a little red.

A gleam of light flashed in Xie Yao's drooping eyes, while reaching out his hand, dragging his white fingers, while gently wiping his face with disinfectant.

"A little red, nothing wrong."

At this moment, the villain in Zuo Yan's heart was trembling with fright. He was afraid that the other party would be chopped up when he was happy to see it for a while, and when he was excited.

So the two of them lowered their heads at the same time, with serious expressions as if they were doing something very important.

After a while, didn't you say that there is nothing wrong!What are you looking at over and over again!

Xie Yao raised his head and said, "I'll help you find a suitable posture."

Zuo Yan: ... just bring me another pair of pants or underwear, or I'd better put on my blood-stained underwear.

Xie Yao didn't give him this chance.

In the end, Zuo Yan's brother was surrounded by white gauze, and the man in front of him found a position he thought was the most comfortable and put it in. The moment the zipper was closed, Zuo Yan's heart finally fell into his throat. Back to the navel.

It's good that he and his little brother*brother are still alive.