Drama masters ask so much [Quick Transmigration]

The sun was just right, warming the room, and the curtains blown by the breeze swung around in mid-air like silk, and then slowly fell down.

The melodious and gentle piano music can't help but immerse you in the comfort at this moment, and every melody that falls is as exciting as tapping on the apex of your heart.

The handsome man in front of the white grand piano is playing a beautiful melody with the boy in his arms. This picture is too beautiful to be destroyed, even the wind outside the window is gentle.

Huo Shanchun felt Wen Cheng's gentleness, but he felt uneasy, because the gentler Wen Cheng was to him, the more uneasy he became. After all, this time Wen Cheng's character is moody.

After the sudden development of the plot last night, he eloped with his little lover again, although he hasn't had time to take a look at his so-called little lover, and it is very likely that he was really killed by a dog shark.

Then another foot injury.

Then when he woke up in the morning, he was shocked to find himself lying next to Wen Cheng, with a silver chain on his feet.Or the one with Wen Chengsuo, who wants to play such an exciting thing?

Then not long after waking up, Wen Cheng carried her to the piano room, practiced the piano all morning, and almost fell asleep in Wen Cheng's arms.

[A warm reminder again, there are 2 escapes in this level that need to be completed with cooperation, the system will remind you. 】

Hololol: "..." Please don't remind him again, he is really scared.

Doesn't such a reminder mean that Duanmu Xuanyu is not dead at all, ah...

It would be better if he got caught by a dog shark, then he wouldn't have to elope.

"What are you thinking about?"

I only heard Wen Cheng's gentle voice next to my ear, the sound of the piano melody, this kind of gentleness is really extreme, with a soft and soft tone, I can't imagine that this is the sand sculpture Wen Cheng from before.

The people in this level of Wencheng are moody, and he has already seen it last night.This kind of gentleness is a mask, and Wencheng doesn't like him now, so this kind of gentleness is the calm before the storm.

Just like last night, saying such terrible things in such a gentle tone.

Then he glanced down at the chain on his ankle.

hiss.

Poor and helpless.

thump——

There was a sudden and rapid ending sound on the piano keys, Huo Shanhan shrank his neck in fright, and glanced at Wen Cheng behind him.

As a result, the small eyes were caught by Wen Cheng.

"Are you thinking about your lover?" Wen Cheng moved his hands away from the keys, pinched Huo Shanol's chin slightly sideways, and made him turn around and look at him. His tone was ordinary, but his eyes were cold and insightful : "Is he that good? Huh?"

The hand pinching his chin lightly caressed the slender neck, his wide palm could almost pinch the neck, but he didn't. Instead, he seemed to be cherishing some treasure, just enveloped it lightly, not willing to break it.

The fingertips caressed the delicate Adam's apple.

A dangerous breath permeated the fingertips.

Huo Xuechun felt that this posture was a bit awkward: "No...he is not as good as you."

"Really?" Wen Cheng replied, as if he sensed that Huo Chunqiu felt awkward sitting like this, he raised his hand to close the piano cover, then grabbed Huo Chunquan's waist and lifted him, and put him on the piano cover .

The postures of the two of them changed, Huo Alcohol was sitting on the piano cover and looked down at Wen Cheng, while Wen Cheng was sitting in a wheelchair, looking up at him.

Huo Xuechun could now see Wen Cheng's legs clearly, his eyes flickered slightly.

Wen Cheng is sitting in a wheelchair, with blankets covering his knees, just like the plot introduction said, Wen Cheng's legs can't stand up in this level, and even that place, the monster is asleep.

He knew how proud Wen Cheng was.

It must have been frustrating.

He actually has a little lover or something, and he wants to elope with someone, maybe he is chasing his husband to the crematorium.

"Wen Cheng, I love you."

Try to turn on the game mode of this level.

——'I love you, please answer' is enabled, waiting for the host to answer, if there is no answer, the cumulative number of failures will be activated more than three times.

Hololol: "..." Are you going to be punished? ?

Then he regretted it, he said it too early and didn't have time to cultivate feelings! ! ! !

"My baby, your mouth is still so sweet."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that Wen Cheng pinched his waist and hugged him back to his lap again. This time, he was sitting face to face, and the distance was pulled closest.

The back of the neck was held by Wen Cheng, their foreheads were pressed against each other, and their eyes were facing each other.

"But, you are lying to me." Wen Cheng said in a low tone, "You will lie to me every time, and I will go to Duanmu Xuanyu after you lie to me, right? I don't believe you anymore."

The silver chain on the wrist made a crisp sound, like an ambiguous collision.

And this hand with the silver chain was slowly lowering it, reaching behind Huo Shanhan, the hem of his clothes was lifted slightly, the slightly cool hand touched the position of the upper waist, and rubbed the pulp of his fingers.

Hololol shuddered, feeling the coldness of the silver chain touching his skin: "Wen Cheng, you—"

"What are you calling me for?" Wen Cheng looked at him with a faint smile: "Didn't you call me to kiss my husband last night, want to hug, want to kiss, and then ran away in the morning, so you are lying to me, right? Little liar .”

The more unhurried the tone is, the more frightening it is.

Hands are getting more and more dangerous.

"I'll never lie to you again!" Huo Chunchun immediately confessed: "...I'll never run away again, I promise."

"What guarantee can you have?" Wen Cheng didn't hold back his movements, felt the rounded arc in the palm of his hand, and continued down, with the corners of his lips slightly raised: "You have no credibility with me, you know, baby."

This hand became more and more dangerous, but Wen Cheng didn't move at all, as quiet as a chicken.

Hololol glanced at Wen Cheng's thighs, but he really didn't move.

Wen Cheng pinched his chin just now, frowned in pain, and looked at Wen Cheng in surprise.

"Where are you looking, are you laughing at me?" Wen Cheng pinched Huo Alcohol's chin and forced him to look at himself, his tone was no longer as gentle as before, but cold: "I think I can't satisfy you anymore, yes?" Is it also because of this that you eloped with that little lover? My dear Qingchun, you are really too greedy."

As he spoke, he caressed the corner of Holol's lips, and stroked the soft lips with his fingertips, as if he was feeling what he had eaten here.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, his eyes gradually darkened.

[Is it ironic that I can no longer stand up?That's why I went out to look for wild game. 】

Huo Xuechun: "..." Even wild game, they say they can't be eaten, and they've been legislated: "Wen Cheng, I know I'm wrong."

This level is a healing level. First of all, there are too many escapes. If you want to gain Wen Cheng's trust, you must be honest and honest, and you can't anger Wen Cheng like a person.

"Call me what?"

"husband?"

"You obviously called me brother last night."

Hololol QAQ: "Brother."

Tsk, how come there are so many tricks, so what did they do last night.

Hearing the obedient expression of the little wife in his arms, Wen Cheng eased up a little, hugged the little wife, held the hand of the little wife, opened the piano cover again, and let the little wife's hand rest on the keys .

The two hands overlapped, Wen Cheng took his little wife to play the piano.

"Baby, do you still remember which song I like to talk to you about the most?" Wen Cheng's voice returned to gentleness, it was really gentle to the bone, and the deep and elegant cello sounded in his ears, touching the heartstrings.

But when he listened carefully, he was not really gentle, but rather tentative.

Huo Xuechun: "..." Is this a gift proposition? What should I do?

[Togo! !what to do! !Which piece of music does Wen Cheng like to talk to me about the most! ! 】

【...You're asking me too much, I don't know. 】

Hololol is a little bit crazy, what should I do, I don’t know if Ai Duoduo really can only support himself?

With a flash of inspiration, he thought of a way.

Wen Cheng's eyes were indifferent, as if there were no waves in the Dead Sea, he held his little wife's hand and played a few keys at will, without distraction at all, extremely casual.

He was indeed testing Holol, whether this guy had a heart or not.

Just when he was distracted, he suddenly felt the corners of his lips touch softly, and the light in his eyes flickered towards the eyes of the little wife in his arms.

The bright eyes are moving, full of affection, rippling like a spring water, and the ripples are rippling on the tip of his heart.

He still remembered that he had just turned 18 years old when he married Huo Shanol, and it was the most lively time. With such a child in the originally silent and boring room, he felt that the air was sweet.

Although he doesn't like it, at least the sense of existence is what he likes.

He plays the piano with his little wife in his arms every day, talks about love at night, and his little wife tells him stories before going to bed. These days are ordinary but warm and real.

But one day everything changed. He came back one day and found that someone was playing the piano at home, playing "Sweet Honey", which he loved to play for his little wife, thinking, could this be a surprise for him?

But when he walked to the piano room, he found that his little wife was playing the piano for a handsome man who was plainly dressed.

The two looked at each other affectionately, the feeling that the air was filled with pink bubbles was extremely strong, and the feeling that the head was glowing green was also extremely strong.

He didn't know why he chose to leave instead of poking it.

Perhaps it was this kind of resentment that made him misread the traffic lights while driving, so that he collided with the large truck on the left. In the accident, he lost feeling in his legs.

I don't know if it's because of his connivance that made the little wife more unscrupulous. She felt that he could no longer stand up, so she had frequent private meetings with the poor painter, and even eloped with the poor painter in the end.

The safe haven he created for his little wife collapsed in an instant.

He thought he could go to the end in a smooth manner, although he never gave love, but after all, he paid by mistake.

This "Sweet Honey" is no longer an exclusive song for him and his little wife, this kind of sweetness is no longer pure sweetness, everything is fake.

All are fake.

The kiss on the lips also seemed hypocritical, but it couldn't help touching his heartstrings.

"Brother, just tell me." Huo Shanchun kissed Wen Cheng and wanted to use coquetry in exchange for an answer, but he didn't expect his chin to be squeezed hard.

So fierce QVQ? ?

Then looking at Shang Wencheng's calm eyes, his heart skipped a beat.

"Baby, it's "Sweet Honey", have you forgotten?" Wen Cheng said while holding Huo Alcohol's hand and played "Sweet Honey", one note at a time.

But it was sad to hear, as if it was fragmented.

Huo Xuechun's eyes flickered when he heard the melody, was it sweet?

Thinking of the sweetness that Wen Cheng always played in the first level, chasing after his favorite song, it sounded nasty at the time, but now it sounds inexplicably sad.

Seeing Wen Cheng's eyes just now made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Just looked sad.

This level is so difficult.

"I haven't forgotten." He whispered back.

"Of course you haven't forgotten." Wen Cheng whispered next to Huo Alcohol's ear, his eyes fell on the keys, and he played notes one by one: "Since the year we got married, I have played it to you every day." , every time you feel embarrassed, you feel very nasty, and you don’t dare to look at me when you listen to me playing, I thought you were shy.”

Hololol: "..." There is a sense of sadness and a sense of foreboding.

"For two whole years, I played for you for two years, and you never looked at me directly. I really thought you were shy. Then I found out that you used the piece I played for you and played it to another man. You Watching him smile happily, even happier than when he was with me, a hundred times happier, a thousand times happier, ten thousand times happier, as happy as if that man is your whole world, and I am just you The object of the transaction."

The tune was still playing, following Wen Cheng's tone, the atmosphere was extremely delicate.

Huo Xuechun: "..." It's so difficult, why if he is the one who cheats, oh my god, he is so innocent, Wen Cheng sounds so sad.

Huh?No, didn't you introduce that Wen Cheng didn't love him before?

Now it sounds like you are so wronged because you love so much?

"Baby, I don't love you, I just hope that we can maintain a pure relationship, I cherish you, I don't touch you, I hope you can grow up healthy and happy, and give you all the love, but why do you want Hurt me so much?" Wen Cheng stopped playing the piano, and clasped his hands tightly with Huo Xuehan's ten fingers.

The warmth of the palm is close to each other, and when you are quiet, you can feel the beating of the pulse, as if two hearts are pressed together, intimate.

He hugged Holol into his arms, because he couldn't feel the strength in his legs, he could only touch Holol with the strength of his arms, hugged Holol tightly, and put his head on Holol's shoulder, cheek against the cheek.

They rubbed each other affectionately.

There is no trace of emotion in the eyes, and there is no wave of coldness.

"...so why did you leave me?" This sentence was choked with sobs, and the trembling of the mature man's voice was heartbreaking and uncomfortable.

Huo Alcohol turned his head to look at Wen Cheng in a daze. He found that Wen Cheng's eyes were red with tears rolling in his eyes, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

He raised his hand in a panic to wipe Wen Cheng's tears: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, don't cry."

What to do, what to do, Wen Cheng looks so pitiful, he can't see his moodiness, he just feels like a scumbag, such a good man should not go to a private meeting with a poor painter.

It was also uncomfortable yesterday, but it was even more uncomfortable seeing Wen Cheng crying today.

How could he have imagined that Wen Cheng would still cry, and it was because of him.

"Do you think I'm old and useless, and it's safer to find someone younger?"

"Do you feel uncomfortable that I can never touch you again?"

"I still think that poor painter is more talented than me, are you attracted by his talent?"

Hearing Wen Cheng's sad words, Huo Shanchun thought to himself why he was willing to run away, or elope with a poor painter, which is not his style at all.

Then I saw Wen Cheng's hand wearing the bracelet caressing his cheek, the cool touch made his body tremble.

Bracelets and anklets...

It looks a little perverted jio.

But Wen Cheng's level seems to be the poor side, and he has to hear Wen Cheng's wish this time, and then thinks that this time there are still obstacles to make him elope twice more.

Thinking about it, I still feel a little cowardly.

"Qianchun, look at me." Wen Cheng said softly.

Huo Xuechun looked up at Wencheng, and when he met Shang Wencheng's eyes, his expression was slightly startled.

"Although I don't love you, you are mine, you know?" Wen Cheng's voice was very soft, almost like a whisper, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

As indifferent as this sentence.

——Although I don't love you, you are mine, you know?

Huo Xuechun was stunned, don't you love him?Is it true that you don't love?

There is an indescribable loss in my heart, the tenderness of the last pass is like a dream, and this pass is without him, without waves, without light in the eyes of Wencheng.

Is the lack of light due to frustration?

Also, at this level, he still dared to go out to find a lover, and even dared to run away, leaving Wen Cheng behind and regardless, although this time there was no love in their marriage, but after all they were partners living together.

But Wen Cheng cared about him so much, even he was so angry when he ran away, and now he still wants to lock him up in a small dark room, do you really not love him?

So this time is the wish of Wenyue?

【My wish...】

His eyes lit up, and his wish came!

"Qianchun, have you ever loved me?" Wen Cheng's whisper came from next to his ear, and there was no trace of expectation in this whisper.

Be cautious.

Like a bubble, I'm afraid it will burst with a poke.

Huo Xuechun kept looking at Wen Cheng in front of him, and he didn't miss any change in Wen Cheng's expression, let alone the flash of anticipation and cautiousness in his eyes. Although it was covered by indifference, it couldn't conceal his love for Wen Cheng familiar.

From the first level, he knew how proud Wen Cheng was. If such a proud man were to become cautious and use indifference to cover up his discomfort, he must have suffered a lot.

Physical, spiritual, double damage.

It is also because of him physically and mentally that he dare not believe in love.

...Like him.

I am afraid to give my feelings because I have been hurt, whether it is family, friendship or love, I am afraid of any kind of relationship, that is, I am afraid that I will be hurt again.

However, it was Wen Cheng who told him how to like, Wen Cheng was a role model for him to learn to love, and Wen Cheng never hesitated to express love.

"Wen Cheng, I like you."

When he said these words, he felt sour on the bridge of his nose. He felt this way when he met Wen Cheng for the second time, but the love Wen Cheng gave him was too strong, as if he was surrounded in all directions His love makes him not need to be brave, Wencheng is his safe haven.

So this time, should he take the initiative?

"Baby, I don't believe you." Wen Cheng laughed out loud when he heard Huo Shanchun say that, but his eyes were filled with tears, and the soreness could be felt by the naked eye.

【Hoolol, my wish is to believe that you are really in love with me, not to lie to me. 】

Hololol: "!"

Wen Cheng's wish has appeared!

but……

The wish of Wencheng this time has become the most difficult wish.

He wants to make Wen Cheng believe that he loves him, but even if he is true, he has to make Wen Cheng believe it. After all, he has a criminal record, and the three elopements are not fake, and they all made Wen Cheng sad.

What the doctor said seemed to poke his heart. Wen Cheng's current situation is very bad, and he needs someone to give him confidence, to make him believe, instead of closing himself and never trusting others.

It's all because of him, that bad persona hurt Wen Cheng.

Regardless of whether Wen Cheng likes him this time or not, the first thing he has to do is to convince Wen Cheng that his approach is no longer a deception, but real.There is also company, he wants to accompany Wen Cheng, and accompany Wen Cheng to regain his confidence and not give up on himself and give up everything he already has.

In the end, let Wencheng stand up, stand up with his legs, and the monster also stand up, so as to find the real Wencheng, the high-spirited Wencheng.

This wish, he will definitely fulfill.

His eyes were completely red, and then he secretly made up his mind, no matter how difficult it is, he will definitely convince Wen Cheng that he likes him! !

bell bell~

The bells on the bracelet and anklet rang because of the tugging, the sound was sweet and clear, and the collision was ambiguous.

He felt his left calf, which was locked with an anklet, being gently held by Wen Cheng's hand. Wen Cheng's hand was a little cold, and his body trembled when it touched his feet. He looked at Wen Cheng, not knowing what Wen Cheng wanted to do. What.

Wen Cheng bent down sideways, holding Huolhanol's calf with his long hands, and hooked up the thin silver chain with his little finger, and the bell on the silver chain also swayed slightly.

"Do you know why I'm wearing this on you?"

Huo Xuechun looked sideways at Shang Wencheng's gaze: "...don't want me to go?"

Wen Cheng laughed: "If you want to run, I can't stop you, because you have already run 3 times, although I caught you every time."

As the smile on the corners of his lips grew brighter, it gave people an illusion that this is really a very gentle man, but under such gentleness, there is an indescribable...

Paranoid.

It is the paranoia of fear of later in order to protect oneself.

"I just want something to keep us apart, even if it's temporarily." Wen Cheng rested his chin on Huo Shanol's shoulder, his lips fell on his earlobe, and kissed tenderly: "At least Makes me feel like you're still with me, that I know you're there when the bell rings. Not when I open my eyes and you're gone."

This sentence sounds so sad, even for a humble person who is courting love.

But how could the person who said this sentence not like him?

Huo Xuechun raised his hand to caress Wen Cheng's cheek, his eyes were a bit inquiring: "Wen Cheng, didn't you notice?"

"Found what?"

"You like me." Hololol said.

Wen Cheng's eyes suddenly darkened, he straightened up and sat on the back of the chair, turned his face away: "How could I like you."

[You are a little liar. 】

Doctor Zhang's words still linger in his ears.

——This is love.

Huo Xuechun heard Wencheng's OS get off his lap, leaning on the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands, bent slightly, and approached Wencheng.

"Wen Cheng, give me a chance, okay? Let me like you, let me love you, let me protect you."

Just like how Wencheng protected him before, taught him to like that.

There is no turning back.

The close distance makes the breath warm and intertwined, and Wen Cheng's heart trembles slightly when he meets Huo Alcohol's passionate eyes.

However, how could he trust this little liar who had run around a few times?

Shaking his head and chuckling.

"Little liar, I don't believe you."

Hololol: "..."

It's so difficult, this level is so difficult.

Game Producer!Come out and get beaten! !

The author has something to say: Wen Cheng: I add drama to myself every time, so that in retrospect, I will feel that I am a colorful person, who can be salty or sweet, cold or gentle.

Hololol: Later?Then you are dead.

Wen Cheng: ...

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