Drama masters ask so much [Quick Transmigration]

It's raining, the sound of raindrops ticking on the umbrella, the rain is not heavy, it is still drizzle.

Huo Xuechun looked up at Wen Cheng who was standing in front of him, he couldn't hold back his tears and his eyes were completely wet, he didn't know why he wanted to cry so much, it seemed that all the grievances he hadn't shown for a long, long time were all here When it all poured out.

The man in front of him, wearing a black suit and holding a white umbrella, was Wen Cheng, the soul robbing messenger he thought was a dream.

He was one step closer to the answer.

"... Wen Cheng."

Wen Cheng looked down at the boy squatting in the corner. The blue and white school uniform was a bit too wide, and the skeleton of his shoulders was outlined in the squatting movements, making him look even thinner.Now he looks up at him like a little pitiful, with red eyes and a little rain on his soft hair.

The cry was soft, and it went to his heart.

Just barely woke up.

Fortunately he woke up.

Because he remembered yesterday's agreement, today is to meet.

"Why are you waiting for me here? It's raining and you're not afraid of getting wet and catching a cold?"

Wen Cheng's tone was a bit reproachful but also filled with endless tenderness. His gaze at Huo Alcohol is no longer casual at the beginning. Once he starts to get in-depth contact with the memory fragments belonging to his previous life, he will start to piece together.

This huge memory puzzle is about to be pieced together.

"Hold me." Huo Shanol opened his arms towards Wen Cheng, his expression wrinkled as if he was suffering.

Seeing his appearance, Wen Cheng thought it was uncomfortable, without saying a word, he put the umbrella in Huo Xuechun's arms, pinched his waist, and hugged him face to face.

Supporting Hololin's buttocks with his strong arms, he looked sideways at Hololol's obedient pillow on his shoulders:

"Hold up the umbrella and take you home."

When Huo Shanchun felt Wen Cheng's embrace, he rubbed his shoulder nostalgicly, and whispered, "My feet are numb, I've been waiting for you for too long."

He said and held the umbrella above the heads of the two of them.

It seems to circle a small world that only belongs to them, even breathing is so close.

"You can wait for me at home, and I'll go find you." Wen Cheng heard the grievance in Huo Chunhan's tone and smiled, but he didn't even realize that his pampering attitude towards Huo Chunchun was accompanied by memory fragments. The patchwork becomes more and more natural.

That kind of nature is uncontrollable when you meet the upper eye.

I just want to spoil him, love him, stick together and never separate.

The rain is falling softly, like a special nostalgia for them, walking slowly under the drizzle, wanting to cling to each other, wanting to slow down time.

Hololol looked up at the white umbrella: "Why do you have an umbrella of this color?"

"Because I'm afraid it's too dark and you can't see me. You can see me with a single glance at the white one."

Huo Xuechun recalled seeing the Soul Reaper on the opposite roof from the window before, could it really be Wencheng?Is it true, does it mean that Wencheng really lived there.

What about the red string?

"Where's the red string on the umbrella?" he asked again.

"Isn't it on your ankle?" Wen Cheng smiled.

Huo Shanchun's eyes widened in surprise: "Could it be that you can transform? Are you the old lady of No. 121?"

The rain started to fall heavily, and the sound of the raindrops falling on the umbrella became louder and louder, Hololol was splashed in the face by the sudden heavy rain.

"Hold me well, hold the umbrella well, and close your eyes." Wen Cheng hugged Hololol and adjusted his posture, his eyes fell on the front.

Huo Shanol didn't know what Wen Cheng was going to do, but he obediently followed suit, hugging the umbrella and Wen Cheng's neck tightly, and then closed his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, he only felt a gust of wind whistling past, and subconsciously opened his eyes.

'tick tock'...

When he opened his eyes, he found that he had returned to the mahogany bungalow, and the umbrella in his hand was dripping water. Because the house was quiet, the sound of the water dripping was very clear.

This kind of quietness is not very scientific, because it is raining heavily outside, but he found that the night outside the window here is silent and full of stars, like another space.

"Got home."

Wen Cheng supported Huolol's buttocks with one hand, put away the umbrella with the other hand, put the umbrella aside, raised his hand and touched the slightly wet hair on Huolol's forehead, frowned as if he was annoyed at himself Let the holol alcohol wet your head.

Sure enough, his teleportation ability was poor again, and his speed was not fast enough. Before, he could reach his destination before a drop of rain fell.

Blame those pieces.

What's more, he wants to bite Hololol, but he is worried that Hololol is afraid of pain.

Hololol was not shocked by such a miracle, because this time Wen Cheng was a vampire, and it was not surprising that a vampire would teleport him.

Now relying on Wen Cheng's body and not getting off, buried his head in Wen Cheng's shoulders and hugged him tightly, this feeling is really good, he just wants to stick to Wen Cheng.

If he didn't have to go to school now, he would definitely be with Wen Cheng every day.

When he thought of going to school, he almost forgot about the parent meeting for a while.

"Wen Cheng, there will be a parents' meeting at seven o'clock." He turned his head and said.

Wen Cheng hugged Huo Shanchun and walked towards the room, he was reluctant to put him down every step of the way, and he wished he could put him in his hand and watch him all the time, but he couldn't appear in the daytime.

Otherwise, it will turn into foam and disappear.

"Okay, I'll hold a parent meeting for you later."

Fortunately, the parent meeting is at night, otherwise I would not be able to be Hololol's parent.

When Huo Xuechun heard that Wen Cheng was going to be his parent for a while, his eyes were red again, he leaned on his shoulder and sniffed, and tightened his hands around Wen Cheng's neck.

"Wen Cheng."

"Ok?"

"They said I had no parents."

Wen Cheng could hear Huo Chunchun's aggrieved tone, like a primary school student going home to complain to his parents, but this one in his arms is already a big baby, and none of his classmates are small classmates, and they all speak offensive words, Otherwise, would Hololol be so wronged?

"Who said you have no parents, I am your parent."

Huo Chunchun was satisfied when he heard the words 'I am your parent', and his mood, which had been suffocated for two hours, finally cleared up a little: "Then do you want to be my father or mother?"

"I'm your husband." Wen Cheng's sideways eyes met Huo Chunchun's eyes: "My husband is also a parent."

The man's deep and gentle voice can always catch Sue off guard at a certain moment, and he will fall into a trap when he is caught off guard.

Huo Shanol has never felt that the feeling of Wen Cheng being with him is so natural and real, a world is more real than a world, and the answer he wants is ready to come out.

If what he heard yesterday is true, that is to say, the Wencheng of each level does not have memory, but there will be residual memories. According to the personality fragments that the man said, the complete Wencheng is divided into There are several personalities, and each level is a personality, which is equivalent to the memory being scattered.

What kind of memory will the original Wencheng have?

Does he have anything to do with Wen Cheng?

There must be, he had a hunch.

Smiling close to Wen Cheng's cheek, such sweetness made him more eager to reach the end, and he had already begun to fantasize about the relationship between himself and Wen Cheng.

I couldn't help but think of the picture I saw at the holy lake in Ramla before.

Past and present lives, did he and Wencheng have past and present lives?

The huge mahogany restaurant is luxuriously decorated, and every decoration detail in the restaurant is not very modern, and it has an indescribably old-time feeling.

It was as if he had seen the gramophone in the previous room.

That's not a fake decoration, it has the texture of the age and can be seen as an antique.

This must be a vintage house, because everything is full of tender and tender sense of history.

"This is tonight's dinner, take it easy, both of you."

The butler L put all the delicacies on the dining table, and also carefully handed Huololhan a towel to wipe his hair, and then handed him a warm hand towel, making it impossible to pick on every detail.

Huo Xuechun looked at the butler beside him curiously. He was wearing a mask today. He took off the mask yesterday and didn't see it clearly. Today he put on the mask again.

The housekeeper L sensed Huololol's scrutiny, and let him look at him generously: "You can tell me whatever you want, Mr. Xiao."

Hololol was stunned.

I don't know why the name 'Little Mister' feels inexplicably familiar when it is spoken by the butler. Comrade Xiao Zhang has called him that before, but it is not as subtle as the butler.

That kind of familiarity is like words that are about to blurt out.

Before he had time to think deeply, his jaw was pinched and forced to turn around. He met Wen Cheng's sullen eyes and blinked.

"What, what?"

Wen Cheng's face was a bit ugly, he glanced at the housekeeper L and then at Huo Shanchun: "Look at what he is doing, you should look at your husband, eat quickly, and go to the parent meeting after eating."

After finishing speaking, he let go of his hand, let go of his hand and squeezed Hololol's face with a sense of punishment, and only let go when he saw the redness.

The jealousy is over the top.

He even dared to stare at the butler, why did he still stare at him even though he was wearing a mask and couldn't see it.

Huo Xuechun leaned back in pain, and glared at the inexplicable Wen Cheng angrily: "Why are you so vigorous!"

The boy is still young, but when he is angry, he is smart and beautiful.

The cursing voices are so cute.

Wen Cheng felt that he was not so angry anymore, he calmly cut the half-rare and bloody steak and took a bite: "Just to see how cute you are and pinch you, it's nothing."

Huo Xuechun: "..." You are lying to a child, this excuse is not true at all.

Rubbing his face and curling his lips, he lowered his head to eat his steak.

His steak is almost fully cooked, served with juice instead of red wine, and looking at the assorted fried rice, nutritious vegetables and fruits, it seems like a children's set meal.

Then look at Wen Cheng's combination, steak, foie gras, and red wine seem to be more advanced than him.

He hadn't eaten foie gras yet, and he said it was high-end luncheon meat, so he looked at Wen Cheng's longingly while eating his own.

Wen Cheng felt Hololol's gaze, looked at this guy's greedy look and thought it was cute, took a fork to fork a small piece of foie gras and lifted it up: "Want to eat it?"

"Think." Hololol swallowed.

"Then call me." Wen Cheng teased.

Huo Xuechun's ears were red, he naturally knew what Wen Cheng wanted to call him, but it's not good that there are people next to him.

"I'm going down first, you two take your time, call me if you need it." The butler L pushed the dining car and walked out of the restaurant.

Huo Xuechun watched the butler leave the restaurant, immediately stood up and bent down to eat the foie gras in Wen Cheng's hand, then looked at Wen Cheng with a smile and squealed sweetly.

"Thank you husband~"

Wen Cheng finally understood how to write elation.

The butler L outside the restaurant turned sideways, looked through the hollowed-out mahogany wine cabinet, and fell on the two people inside, and raised his hand to take off the mask.

This unsmiling face seemed to be moved by such feelings, and the lips raised slightly.

"A lot of love."

【I am here. 】

"Sure enough, no matter what obstacles we set up, lovers will always get married."

[Yes Mr. L. 】

The butler L withdrew his gaze and closed the restaurant door gently. The faint sound of closing the door did not disturb the affectionate two people inside. He smiled when he closed the door.

"It's about to end."

After speaking, put on the mask and leave the restaurant.

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