Drama masters ask so much [Quick Transmigration]

Wen Cheng thought that he could resist the shackles of the rules and the torment of such punishment, but after all, he couldn't resist Hololol's eyes.

For quite a long time, in fact, he could not perceive the passage of time, but he strongly felt the passing of a person's life in Huololol's body, which meant that time was passing, but he couldn't stop it. To be able to turn back, and even watch helplessly as your lover is tortured by illness because of your own mistakes.

Such rather intense mood swings became the most human aspect of his icy programming.

But so what, he was going to be tortured by the rules, watching Hololol disappear in front of his eyes, and he could only suffer like this.

"Wen Cheng, tell me, am I going to die?"

Not to mention Hololol said this to him.

He can't take it.

"...I won't." She raised her hand tremblingly against Huo Shanhan's lips, and signaled him not to say any more with her eyes: "If you say that again, I will get angry, because I don't believe that your man can find you all Best doctor in the world? Nothing will happen to you, trust me."

The bottom of the deep eyes are the ripples from being completely overturned, the struggle, unwillingness, and grief are extremely mixed, even the slightest trembling can be heard in the voice of speaking, and even the eye sockets are gradually turning red.

Huo Xuechun had never seen Wen Cheng's fragile appearance before, as if the upright and unyielding Songzhu was bent by a hurricane, and now he probably knew the answer in his heart.

It seems that there is no longer the anxiety before, but a little more relaxed.

It is the kind of freedom that is no longer greedy after having everything.

He is really lucky. His family was rich when he was young, and his family was willing to support him in pursuing what he liked, and did not force him to pursue fame and fortune.Although his family was in decline and his parents left him, he met Wencheng not long after.

I thought it was just a matter of getting what we need, but after we got married, I realized that he was actually eager to give his sincerity.

So he used time to prove that Wen Cheng is the best man he has ever met in his life.

It was Wen Cheng who blocked all the gossip and gossip for him, and gave him the best in the world, obedient and omnipotent.

There is no vigorous love between them, and it is not considered long-lasting, but all the tenderness and affection are hidden in the details, just like the process of roses blooming, overflowing with fragrance little by little, and finally fully blooming Rich and fragrant.

So he should be satisfied.

God is always fair. He was able to give him all the best when he was young, so it seems reasonable to take away his health.

He rested his head lightly on Wen Cheng's shoulder.

Open your lips lightly.

It is said that Red Rose has a good voice, and her singing is like a lingering love story.

Wen Cheng's eyes fell on the glass greenhouse not far away. The roses inside were at their best blooming time. The words made his heart ache.

The eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he slowly closed his eyes, resisting the discomfort.

The light fell on the man's face through the treetops, and the traces of wetness were clearly visible.

Who expected to meet like this

The soft red scene in March is just right

It's not as good as the spring when I met you

Just after we parted, we began to miss each other

Red candles are burning, lovesickness is also quietly

how many nights

Clothes band unwinds lingering

I'm not in vain when I was young

Willing to stay in love with you

Huolol looked sideways at the man who was holding him, he felt Wen Cheng's body trembling, and he also felt the strength of hugging him trembling, he was so cautious as if he was afraid that he would break, he was satisfied, in this life He was very happy to meet Wencheng.

"Wen Cheng."

"Ah."

"Do you love me?"

"I love."

Huo Shanchun bent his eyes with a contented smile when he heard Wen Cheng's answer, and his pale face was also brightened by the bright smile:

"I love you too."

Wen Cheng lowered his eyes and looked at his lover with a bright smile in his arms. This time, the lack of hesitation was not due to the data analysis that made him speak, but because he himself understood the question and said the answer very clearly, but it made him uncomfortable. extreme.

"Well, I will always love you for a while."

"How long has it been?"

"Until the end of the world."

"This is a bit too exaggerated. How could the world be destroyed?" Huo Hanchun smiled. He lowered his head and clasped fingers with Wen Cheng, blinking his eyes at the wedding rings of the two, as if he was brewing some emotions: " ...Wen Cheng, you just need to love me until the day you leave, otherwise you will feel very bad."

Wen Cheng's face turned gloomy when he heard Huolhan said such words again, he let go of Huolan and grabbed the thin shoulder, and said in a deep and stern voice:

"Hoolol! Didn't I say that you are not allowed to say such things again, are you disobedient!"

Huololol didn't look afraid of Wen Cheng's anger, he stretched out his hand and rubbed Wen Cheng's face to stop him from being angry: "My dear sir, you won't be angry with me, and I won't be afraid, and what I said it is true."

"...Huololol, you—" Wen Cheng's chest heaved with anger.

"I don't want you to wait for me." Huo Shanhan leaned forward and pressed his forehead against Wen Cheng, crying and laughing, "I hope you can be happy forever, don't give up everything just because you lost me halfway."

These words made Wen Cheng's heart skip a beat.

"I know it all, and I can feel it, I'm going to die."

Wen Cheng felt the blood start to flow backwards all over his body, and the cold rushing from the soles of his feet made his heart beat suddenly faster, and he couldn't accept Huololol's moist eyes that were close at hand.

"Before you said that you would take me to Tibet to play, then take me there now, I will be very sad if I can't see it later."

Hearing Huolhan's acting like a baby, Wen Cheng was in a state of confusion, as if something was coming, he couldn't control it, and he couldn't stop it.

[Master, it's about to end, promise him. 】

【No, I don't want to end. 】

【This will be the last time I will dial the track of time. If you want to break the rules you set and tear up your personality to obtain the qualification to become a human, then this world must end.It's just a game you've just started, there's no turning back, no stopping, and you'll have to follow the rules until all the penalties are over.Don't you want to see Holol again? 】

【I see. 】

Wen Cheng thought to himself, he thought, he was going crazy.

Since you can't stop here, let's go to the end to see where we can stop, and where he stops, he will be there.

He must go to the future to find Hololol.

He wants to see Hololol.

【Master, according to the rules of the game, I should ask you, what is your wish? 】

A hundred flowers are blooming in the garden, the sound of the birds is crisp and sweet, and the lover is in the arms, everything looks so beautiful, but it is an illusion.

Wen Cheng's gaze fell firmly not far away:

【Hoolol, I want to see you. 】

[Okay, after the wish is collected, the system will split your wish into seven words and assign them to seven different personalities, resulting in seven worlds. The clues will be designed by you yourself, as long as Hololol finds out the day you met It's getting closer and closer, and I hope the owner can complete it smoothly. 】

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Ramla Co, located in Lhasa, Tibet, is like a fairyland, because there are no people coming to make it even more mysterious. After all, it really takes a long time to travel by train.

Colorful prayer flags flutter in the wind, swaying sacred, accompanied by the chanting of Buddhist scriptures by worshipers, making this land even more mysterious.

For people who have lived inland for a long time, the land far in the west is indeed untouched and desirable.

It would be better if it wasn't uncomfortable.

During the mountain climbing process, Wen Cheng was always worried that Huolhan's body would not be able to bear it. After all, he would definitely suffer from altitude sickness when he came to Tibet, and Huolhan's body should not be too tired.

As expected, he found Huololol's face pale only halfway up the climb.

"...No, I want to go up."

The two of them picked the season of spring and March to come to Tibet and both could feel the chill, not to mention the discomfort caused by the change of air when climbing the mountain.

Wen Cheng was a little puzzled when he saw Huo Chunqiu's insistence on going up, he held Huo Chunqiu back: "Why do you have to come here?"

Huo Xuechun squatted, his eyes fell on the flying prayer flags not far away.

The bright colors seem to beckon him to move forward, just like the beautiful stories he heard from other people's mouths, they are very attractive and attract him to move forward.

"Wencheng, do you know that you can see past and present lives in Ramla Cuo Holy Lake, I want to see ours."

He already felt that his life was passing, but he was not reconciled, the time was too short, and he still wanted to continue to accompany Wen Cheng.

If there is such a miraculous thing, he doesn't want to see the past and present, he wants to see the future.

Let's see if he and Wen Cheng can meet in the future, and if they can have such a beautiful love, such happiness is too short.

Breathing was a little short due to the thin air, and it took a while to stand still before I felt less uncomfortable.

I don't know how long it took, Wen Cheng took his hand and walked forward.

Move on without saying anything.

His eyes fell on the back of Wen Cheng who was leading him and walking in front of him, and the bottom of his eyes became more and more hot.

Let's just go ahead and see where they can go.

The area of ​​the holy lake is very small, and it is easy to be ignored, but it is indeed like a clear mirror as in the legend. The lake reflects the blue sky and floating clouds.The surface of the lake was rippling by the wind, and the reflected picture swayed slightly. With the sound of the saints chanting Buddhist scriptures, the whole person couldn't help but quiet down.

Huo Xuechun approached and looked at the surface of the holy lake, his eyes flickered slightly.

Can he see it?

He really wanted to see it, and wanted to see if the story between him and Wen Cheng would continue.

The saints who learned to recite Buddhist scriptures put their palms together, put their foreheads on their hands, and closed their eyes reverently.

——If there is an afterlife, I will definitely recognize you, Wencheng.

Wen Cheng stood behind him, staring at Huo Chunol's face with his head bowed and his eyes closed devoutly, making a wish. The moment he closed his eyes, he heard the voice in Huo Chunol's heart, and burst into tears.

In an instant, the moistness from the red eyes reflected the lover's back, as if being accommodated by this holy and beautiful world, the sky was getting brighter, as if the light was about to melt the holol in it.

In a panic, he picked up the film camera hanging around his neck to take a picture of this scene, and he took a picture of Huolol's pious wishing back.

There was another 'click', just as Hololol turned around.

The picture freezes on the smiling appearance of his beloved Huolan, with delicate and picturesque eyebrows. This beautiful land is not as beautiful as Huo Lanol.

"Wen Cheng, will we meet again?"

Holding the camera hand, Wen Cheng didn't leave the camera position: "Well, yes, we will."

Then he put down the camera, Huolhan's smile was reflected in his moist pupils, and the mirror-like sky behind him was reflected. The wind moved the clouds, and an incredible picture appeared in front of him.

He saw a strange picture appearing in the mirror-like sky behind Huo Shanol, but the picture was not a stranger, but Huo Shanol in his youth.

Standing by the window on the second floor of the blue house was Hololol, whose eyes were red from crying, staring at the opposite position helplessly.

Opposite was a dilapidated house, but a man in a black suit and holding a white umbrella stood on the roof. After a while, he saw that the umbrella was put away.Eyes collided, he turned to the person under the umbrella.

It's him.

Eyes twinkle, so is this their future?

The author has something to say: Hee hee hee, the day will start tomorrow, and the last world will end.

I want to write a beautiful love story, it's like eighteen bends in the mountain road, I don't know if the cuties understand it.

Maybe a lot of cuties will fly away just looking at it, but Bunny Bunny is still very lonely to write it up to now.