Run away after flirting with the heroine [Quick Transmigration]

The most beautiful thing in the world is meeting you.

How many decades are there in a person's lifetime?I have no idea.I only know that before I meet the right person, no matter how many decades, it will be gloomy.It was all for nothing.

The whole world does not know my love.The whole world doesn't care about my lover either.

But in my eyes, even if it rains heavily on the whole world, I will not let go.I just want her.

That sunny, goofy guy.Like the stars in the dark night, lighting up my way home.She always laughs, and doesn't realize how stupid she is when she laughs.I always thought her smile was ugly, too stupid, and I couldn't help but want to bully her.

Whether our meeting was good or bad, I can't tell myself.Perhaps for her, my love is a drag.

I thought we could live happily ever after with someone who was like-minded.Talking and laughing for a lifetime, simple tea and light meals are also a good life.I can hug her wantonly every day and make her cry.Coaxing her to pet her is very plain, but also beautiful, isn't it?

Now it seems that the naive person may be me.

My family is hard to describe, it can be said to be ironic and ridiculous.When I was very young, I used to get lost.The life in the orphanage was dark for six full years.After a long time, when I returned to my so-called home, I only felt strange and indifferent in my heart.

The scouring of time has made my feelings for my parents better than nothing.In the years when they came back, they were always busy with business.Like a glass, if it is broken, it will taste bad even if it sticks back.It just hides the fragmented cracks under an invisible barrier.But when you touch it, you get pricked by splinters.

Whether it is at home or on weekdays, the house is deserted.I was a little rebellious before, trying to get my parents' attention, but the result disappointed me.

My parents ignored me on the phone, and I realized that they hadn't actually looked at me from the beginning to the end.

I thought I was going to howl and prank, but I ended up not saying a word.It's like a stone falling into the sea, getting heavier and heavier, and my heart is ashamed.

Glancing at the cracked photo frame on the ground, I resolutely dragged the suitcase and closed the door.For some things, there is never a difference between being in your hand and not being there.Choose to give up, or hold on, all in one thought.

There was a youthful antic about my behavior.I wandered outside for three years and suffered a lot, but I never regretted it.

Only by getting out of the predicament of losing color can we catch the bright sunshine.If you don't go forward, how can you be lucky enough to meet my angel.

Adrift days are insecure.I didn't bring a lot of things when I came out, most of them were clothes.Survival became my biggest problem.The cruelty of society wears down anyone.Later, I learned some survival skills, and started to secretly learn to draw around the window, and listened to my ears when I couldn't see it.I'm quite interested in this.

The only fly in the ointment is that I only have a pencil and some blank paper, and nothing else.This is a helpless move under the pressure of food and clothing.

I leaned against the wall and drew a draft that I had been proficient for a long time.A rock rolls to my feet and I look up at a mocking face.That was the first time I saw Yan Ji.

Yan Ji crossed his arms, "Little beggar, I think you have pretty skillful hands, are you interested in helping me with my makeup?"

The answer is no doubt.Even though I have never been in contact with cosmetics, the few money left cannot allow me to give up.Yan Ji seemed to have already expected that I don't know how to make up, so he let me learn to practice without any care.

I don't understand why she would hire an outsider to do this kind of thing.But I don't care about it, don't worry about things that have nothing to do with me.

Later, when I understood Yan Ji's behavior, I suddenly realized.In fact, Yan Ji never took me seriously, like trampling on garbage.She likes to bully two kinds of people.These two kinds of people are polarized, one is at the top, and the other is the opposite - humble and pitiful.

Yan Ji is a person who likes to play tricks on people.

During the first three months, I gradually made some money.Someone from the same company as Yan Ji wanted me to help her spend too.Before I could paint, that person was beaten by Yan Ji.

Yan Ji raised the corners of his arrogant eyes and clapped his hands in disgust. "It's a low-class scum like you who wants to melt with me, you have such a good face! You have a good idea!" Yan Ji looked at me again. "Who allowed you to help her transform? It's fine if you're usually dumb, but you're still so ignorant!"

I suddenly understood that Yan Ji always does things on a whim and doesn't need a reason.Maybe in the next second, she will turn her face and deny anyone.

Over time, the money I earn will not make me hungry.Life stabilized.But then Yan Ji's attitude became more and more bad. She likes to use some ordinary things to confuse black and white.

Yan Ji started to blackmail me with the excuse that I didn't act well and she was short of money.If I don't give it, I will be beaten head-on, and I will sleep in the abandoned warehouse with my whole body injured every time.

It doesn't matter if you take medicine or not.Because it's not the first time, and it won't be the last.When I was hit by Yan Ji once and hit the tiles and cut a long wound, I had already given up resisting.

This world is like this, the turbulent days are boring.It just exposes the ugliness of the facts infinitely, disgusting everyone.

It's... too boring.How good it is to give up.

Hanging your head, waiting for the pain.Surprisingly, I was safe and sound.It was also caught by a warm and delicate hand-the lost heart seemed to belong.

mybaby, you are my salvation.

When I was led away by her, I didn't know what it felt like.Neither joy nor indifference.It was like being lit with a pinch of luxuriant flames.It is quickly overwhelmed by the dark side and reason.

Act bravely?Pure kindness?I have long since disbelieved.

Whether it is the three years since I came out, or the six years when I was lost.What is blinded in front of my eyes is always only the coldness like stagnant water.

Sweeping over Ye Wanyue's face, I just felt amused.How simple is it to extend a helping hand to passers-by.Her thoughts piqued my curiosity.

But in the bottom of my heart, buried under the rotten water under the dead branches and leaves.The subconscious mind always feels vaguely that she is just a passerby, and it will be a matter of time before she becomes a stranger.The unpredictable good intentions are just ripples of hypocrisy deep down.

I don't deserve anyone's attention when I'm penniless.Because it is an invisible existence like silt.

I wanted to see her tearing up her face with good intentions very maliciously, what would that look like, she must be looking at me indifferently.

I still remember at that time, holding her cheek, I traced her facial features carefully.The years are quiet and good, it is enough to have you.The elegant body fragrance smells refreshing, just like me, refreshing.

The second time I saw that fool, I found out unconsciously.She just holds a warm heart and does not ask for anything in return, trying to warm everyone up.She has fiery eyes and sincere feelings.

Until now, I still remember her every frown.The gentle arc between the eyebrows and eyes, the tranquility when the corners of the mouth are raised.

I live in her house.It's a half-truth.I don't really have a place to live, but not nowhere to go.I want to get closer to this man, to know a little more about this idiot I don't understand.Some people say that the world of fools is different.

It is indeed different.

Rinse the shower in the bathroom, but it can't get rid of the trouble.The scars on his body were boiled by water, seeping into the wound, dark red blood mixed with water.It does hurt, but I get used to it and don't take it to heart, like a puppet.The wound scabs over and leaves a scar, like a lesson learned.It's good to be broken.

But Ye Wanyue, a fool, insisted on taking medicine.I wanted to say no, and she wouldn't budge.Press the hand directly, and apply the medicine evenly.This may be a fool, stubborn and strange.

But the wound seems weirder to me.

The place where the cotton swab was swept should be the pain from the medicine.But like feathers, thin and soft.Cool and comfortable.The skin clamored, and the blood seemed to be boiling.

Even the heart is moved...

I'm probably stupid too.

I'm never nostalgic.The past is in the past, just turn the page.To start a new day is to live in the present.

But for the first time, I started to write a diary.Recording bits and pieces of years ago, like a toy that children are so precious that they are reluctant to let go, constantly flipping through and rubbing the past paper.

I began to understand that the past is meaningless when you are not there.

The days with Ye Wanyue are very sweet, at least I am happy from the bottom of my heart.From birth until now, I have never had a strong desire for something.I don't know when my relationship turned sour, but I have a strong desire to possess Ye Wanyue.In the dead of night, I like to hold her in my arms and wrap her in my arms.

Let her every move, every word and deed be in my sight.This calms my growing desire and makes me sigh with satisfaction.

In my mind, there was a devilish thought: Ye Wanyue belongs to you alone, she can only look at you, she can only smile at you... In her eyes, there is only you...

When I noticed this idea, instead of being frightened by it, I suddenly became enlightened.

Actually, do I like her?It turns out that I really want to get this person.

I'm not a person who can restrain myself, let alone talk about loving someone and following someone's heart.It seems that there is selfish indifference in his bones.This intensified my possessiveness and desire for this person.

The wheels of time keep spinning, separating me from her.No matter how good the memories are, they are just illusions, calm deceptions.

I'm getting used to living with her.Unknowingly, the addiction to her deepened.I like how playful she is when she teases my eyes and faces the distress of selection.I like her cuteness when she is asleep, because she will not resist what I do at this time.

Even if I gnaw her lips like biting, and the lips and teeth meet, she will not complain.Even if I tease her limbs and push her around, she won't complain.

So, as long as you stay by my side obediently.I will not act rashly.

Until later, Ye Wanyue's series of resistance completely angered me.Is that why you don't want to see me?You just have to listen to me and stay at our house.If... you can't even do it well, let me teach you step by step.

Seven years later, I returned to Ye Wanyue's side.It can be said that it is a last resort to return to that disgusting home.I want to keep her in the palm of my hand with each hand, she can't run out, and no one can get in.Just me and her is enough.

When I came back, she didn't recognize me.I didn't care about it, because the difference between my image in the entertainment industry and that of Xie Xichen in seven years is earth-shaking.It's not surprising that Ye can't recognize him.

Later, my dream came true.

The person I love the most lives in the cage I made for her, with chains on her hands, and she can no longer contact others.She can only look at me, only communicate with me, and only have me in her eyes and heart.

Ecstatic emotions ran through my head, she was so beautiful in the cage that belonged to me.

But I still didn't get what I wanted.Birds flying outside for a long time will not be willing to enter the cage.

I smiled indifferently.unwilling?It doesn't matter, I will tune and teach you well.You are as clear as an angel, I can only look up from a distance.How bad it is, this situation separates us completely.

Come with me, be my only pet.

I took the syringe full of narcotics, and in the darkness of my desire, I stuck it in her hand.Then, she was fed the carefully prepared medicine by me.I licked her collarbone.Honey, I can't bear to hurt you.The medicine is a psychotropic medicine specially given to you. At most, the spirit will fade away.

Enjoy it.

After she resigned, I released her and took her back to my home.Oh no, it's ours from now on.

The days are hurried and happy.I had the idea of ​​retiring from the circle and spending my life in peace.

Until that day, the day I will never forget...

She slept in the bathtub, bathed in blood, coquettish and dazzling.Blood spread from the neck and wrists to the outside of the bathtub, rendering a large swath of crimson.It seems to spread to the sky, boundless.All I can see is red.

Do you regret it?I ask myself that.

But the answer I get repeatedly—the answer to the din of my heart—is no regrets.If I could do it all over again, I would still do it.Having you is never something to regret.It was and it is now.

Living alone is very difficult, not on the verge of collapse and tearing, but on the contrary, it is too peaceful.Calm to the point of no meaning, no light.

I sat on the coffee table, looking at the rippling tea and my own reflection on the glass table.A mass of black shadows covered the table, I looked up as if in shock, and looked in front of me in surprise.

Silly, she was smiling like a spring breeze, leaned down to my ear and said: "Xie Xichen, I love you."

I kissed her and responded, "Well, I love you too."

I wanted to reach out and hug her, but I couldn't touch her.The screen flickered and turned into the ceiling of my room.I woke up on the bed with a start, stretching out my hand, and there was no one in front of me.The pillow was wet with tears.

Yes, you go ahead.

I smiled bitterly.

It is said that before death, people will look back and see the most important people and memories in their lives.I don't know if it's true.

Without hesitation, I stabbed the knife into my heart and smiled bitterly.

She appeared in front of me with eyes as bright as stars.reach out to me. "Xie Xichen, let's go home."

I also waved my hands, trying to stretch forward with all my strength, but my hands fell down exhausted.I closed my eyes contentedly.

"Wanyue, let's go home..."