[Quick Transmigration] He loves me

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Although I don't feel anything, this body has been lying on the hospital bed for a year.My muscles are somewhat weak, and I have to recover for a while to get used to getting out of bed and walking.

Yan Shang pressed the thin legs of his subordinates, and every time he did this, he felt very uncomfortable.

I saw him staring at his legs in a daze again, and in desperation made a joke:

"Yan Shang, you touch my legs so seriously, are you trying to plot something wrong with me?"

Hearing the joke, Yan Shang raised his head to look at this smiling face, the eyes bent into a crescent moon seemed to soothe his apologetic heart a little.But no matter what, it seems difficult for him to get out of that shadow.

Did not grab Song Song's hand when he was in danger.

If everything did not start again, even if he committed suicide, he would not be able to dissipate such strong and desperate emotions with the disappearance of his soul.

I bent down and hugged his neck and patted his back.

Yan Shang embraced the man in his arms, buried his head deeply between the man's neck, greedily smelling the reassuring breath.

"It's a good thing you're back." He sighed, "Otherwise—"

"Do you still want to commit suicide?"

Yan Shang froze.

Speechlessly, I rubbed his head with my hands until it was in a mess before I was willing to let him go, and then I held his face and said:

"It's over, you're back, and I'm back. I'm not dead, and you won't go. We'll get married and keep going, understand?"

Yan Shang raised his head slightly, looked at the person in front of him, he was obviously still wearing hospital clothes, and his face was still a little pale, but he felt that this appearance was more dazzling than any light, which made his chest feel burning.

Couldn't help but kiss the back of the man's neck.

Without any □□.

"Cough-cough-"

A familiar voice came from the door.

I let go of Yan Shang in embarrassment, because my father was standing at the door.

Song's father cleared his throat: "This body is not healed yet, don't play around."

"Uncle, why are you here?" He put him back on the bed, got up and walked to Song's father.

Father Song sat on the sofa beside him, looked at the brat who looked much better and said, "Come to talk to you two about the future."

I sat up suddenly, watching my father hold Yan Shang's arm with vigilance: "You don't want to separate me and Yan Shang!"

"..." Father Song felt that this brat was raised for nothing: "Yes."

"No, I can't live without Yan Shang!" I hugged Yan Shang sternly: "You profiteer, didn't you promise to agree! Yan Shang even knelt down!"

Yan Shang rubbed the mangy dog ​​next to him amusedly: "Listen carefully, don't be foolish."

I glanced at him angrily: "I'm fighting for the happiness of both of us, you say I'm being foolish!"

Father Song felt a little ashamed, why can someone else's son be so good and so calm, and his son is so... stupid.

"Song Song, to be honest, you are really not suitable for Ah Shang." Father Song said the truth.

"How can love be suitable or not!" I was dissatisfied, what do you mean I am not suitable for Yan Shang!

"I'm afraid you'll miss someone. Don't forget, Ah Shang's father is a special soldier."

"..." My expression froze, oh shit, I almost forgot.

Yan Shang smiled and said, "Uncle, you better stop scaring Songsong."

Father Song glanced at him: "You still call him Uncle."

"dad."

I:"……"

Why is this rhythm not playing cards according to common sense?

Father Song looked at his son still looking stupid, forget it, if he continues to talk about it, he will probably be confused.

"Ah Shang, our two families will have dinner in a few days, so let's not talk about the two of you today. I don't think Song Song's head is good enough, maybe in two days."

I:"……"

What do you mean my brain is not working?

Yan Shang stroked his hair that was about to blow off: "Well, good, but when Songsong comes..."

He was worried that Song Song would not be able to be discharged from the hospital. After all, his body had been lying down for too long and his body functions had not fully recovered.

"Just give him a wheelchair. He can't get used to it. He will ride up to the sky in the future. Okay, I'll go first. There will be another meeting later. The driver is waiting for me downstairs." Father Song got up and walked out of the ward. Qian also said: "After all, Song Song's body hasn't recovered yet, so don't be too violent, don't send it off."

After speaking, he also closed the door by the way.

I scratched my ears and looked at him awkwardly: "My dad is really annoying, right?"

"It's our dad." Yan Shang corrected.

"Tch, you're pretty cool."

After sitting down, the two began to chat about things in each world.

"Yan Shang, actually I liked Chu Feng's at first." I thought of the gentle president again, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that he was not like Yan Shang: "Chu Feng is really gentle..."

Ever since I became gay, I have shifted from looking at beautiful women to looking at handsome guys.

Sure enough, I saw Yan Shang's face darken: "Chu Feng is me."

But he still had a bit of a taste when he heard people say that, it always felt like he was talking about someone else.

"Hey, are you jealous?" I took his hand and played with it in front of my face: "I always see your shadow in him."

"That's me." He still didn't like Song Song treating Chu Feng as another person, but he didn't recognize it at that time.

I looked at him funny: "I didn't know it was you. I feel that it was Chu Feng who broke me in the real sense. Didn't you think of me at that time?"

"No, but you keep appearing in my dreams. Even if I don't think of you, I've been looking for you, and I always want to chase you in my heart."

I looked at him: "Yan Shang, the reason why your system is longing is because you long for me in your heart?"

Yan Shanghui held the man's hand, and said softly: "Yes, you don't even know that you are right in front of me, but I can't feel you."

When I think back to the last world, it seems that many things actually happened, especially...

"Yan Shang, actually, I have a doodle book with your name written all over it."

Yan Shang kissed the back of his relative's hand, his eyes were gentle: "What mood did you write with?"

"I definitely didn't know it at the time, but I felt that my feelings for you were too contradictory. I thought why you are so good, even my parents want to use you as a role model, which is a bit annoying. But, you treat me again That's good. Oh, you were really annoying at that time." I shrugged helplessly.

"No matter what, as long as you have my place in your heart." Now, he really doesn't care, as long as this person is by his side.

I held his hand tightly and smiled, "You can't run away."

It turned out that they had been missing, one was dull and the other was timid.

Fortunately, they are all lucky.

……

After discharge--

"It's so comfortable. It turns out that the outside world is so beautiful."

I sat in the wheelchair and stretched out, looking at the sun was shining brightly, it was another summer.

"Songsong, I hope this is the last time we come to the hospital."

Yan Shang is pushing a wheelchair for someone, looking into the distance, but he thinks about everything in the world, it seems that every time, Song Song will go to the hospital because of him, and he really hates the hospital in his consciousness.

I pulled his hand that was pushing my wheelchair to my chest, held it and said with a smile, "As long as you protect me well, I'm very fragile now."

"Ah."

Pushing people forward, facing the bright sunshine, without fear of light.Just like their future, the sun shrouded and the dark clouds dispelled.

He will naturally cherish the person in front of him to the end, because there is no one else except this person.

"Yan Shang, are we going to eat now?"

He hugged him into the back seat before he got into the car.

The driver looked at the two people behind him: "Mr. Yan, are you going to the hotel now?"

After adjusting his posture, he said to the driver: "Well, don't worry, drive slowly."

"Okay, Mr. Yan."

I looked at his calm face with a funny face: "It's amazing, Mr. Yan."

Yan Shang held the man's hand and said with a smile, "Are you laughing at me?"

"How dare I, I'm dependent on you now, Mr. Yan."

He couldn't help but rubbed Ren's ears, seeing that he had lost a lot of weight: "I'll bring you back first, you've lost too much weight."

I raised my eyebrows and turned to look at him: "Then I'll eat Kobe every meal, that's my only request!"

"Okay." Even if he wants to eat Kobe all the time, he is willing to part with it, so what is he not willing to part with this person.

"Yan Shang, you are so kind~" He hugged the man's arm and rubbed contentedly, finally came back!

The driver calmly accepted the dog food's attack from behind. He felt that today's food was just an appetizer.As early as one day, Mr. Yan sent a message in the company, saying that as long as someone named Song Song comes one day, it will be the wife of the president.

Today I finally found out that it turned out to be the president's 'Madam'.

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