What a beautiful white lotus [Quick Transmigration]

Yan Lu looked at the chaotic world outside the window through a gap in the curtains. Until now, he still had a feeling of uncertainty. He began to think that all this was just a dream?

Ye Guang's pupils still couldn't control the depressed mood, they trembled slightly, and slowly clenched their fists.

The originally quiet and beautiful life fell apart from the day he sent his wife Xiaorou and son Yan Xike to the hospital.

Three days ago, when Yan Lu came back from work, he found his wife Xiaorou lying in front of his house, her face pale, trembling with cold sweat, her arm was bitten by something, and her entire sleeve was soaked in bright red blood , He hurriedly picked up his wife and entered the house, doing emergency treatment.

How could this happen, who moved his little Rou.Had an accident in the hospital and ran home without treatment?Did something happen in the hospital?

Yan Lu's face was gloomy and he blamed himself. If he had accompanied his wife and son to the hospital, such a thing might not have happened.

The man treated his wife's wound calmly and quickly. The wife's injury had to be treated in the hospital. He had to take the unconscious wife to the hospital.

There was a weird bitten wound on the wife's arm, and then she became feverish, sweated continuously, and fell into a coma.Her illness spread like a virus, but in less than a day, her skin was dry and sunken, the whites of her eyes turned blue, and she lost consciousness.

Yan Lu, who originally wanted to take Xiao Rou to the hospital, was sensitive to what happened to Xiao Rou's son who came back from the hospital.

And soon, Yan Lu learned the truth of the matter.

He witnessed the carotid artery in the neck of a passer-by on the street downstairs was bitten off by a lunatic who rushed out suddenly. The flesh and blood of passers-by.

Is this world crazy? ?

Yan Lu took a step back, stiffened before he could react from the shock, only to realize that his son Yan Xike was also standing quietly by the window watching the bloody scene.

Watch quietly as the world falls apart.

He quickly covered his son's eyes, trying to comfort his son as much as possible.

"Xike, don't look."

He spoke bitterly and feebly, his voice hoarse.

The quiet child resisted in disgust, Ye Guang's eyes were full of indifference, but seemed to be warmed by the man's body temperature, motionless, Yan Lu looked at Xiao Rou who had a high fever and passed out in the bedroom, but his eyes were full of pain.

Yan Lv couldn't believe that the apocalyptic zombies that appeared in the movie actually happened in his own life.

must be dreaming...

He squatted down, hugged Yan Xike tightly, comforted his child, and comforted his slightly anxious heart at the same time.

"Xike, don't be afraid...everything will be fine..."

Yan Lv didn't believe the self-deceiving words, Xiao Rou was bitten by something unknown, and Xi Ke had autism, he had to protect them all by himself...

The first thing the man who quickly sorted out his thoughts was to count all the food in the house, which was barely enough for their rations for two weeks.This made Yan Lu's face a little ugly, he first filled all the water-holding containers in the house with tap water, the bottled water was delivered just the day before the end of the world, and the bucket was still full, which made Yan Lu feel a little relieved.

But on his handsome face, his brows were always furrowed.

The community may face water and power outages at any time, and there are still some candles in the house. In order to prevent zombies from entering the house, Yan Lu reinforced all the doors and windows, the anti-theft doors were always locked, and all the curtains were drawn.

He specially told Xi Ke not to open the curtains easily, but because of his son’s autism, whether he could listen to his words was a problem, so Yan Lu basically kept Yan Xi Ke by his side, except when he went in to take care of Xiao Rou .

His car was parked in the parking lot with gasoline in the back. After Xiaorou's condition stabilized, they could drive that car out of here and go to a safe place.

When Xiao Rou is done, they will leave.

Looking at his wife who was slowly being infected, Yan Lu clearly knew that his wife might become a zombie, but he was stubbornly unwilling to give up.

Yan Lv sent his son to his bedroom and let him rest. He came to the master bedroom by himself, and looked at the woman who was suffering from a high fever and had begun to struggle unconsciously, making small voices, her eyes were blue, and her hands and feet were bound. There was also a trace of fragility on the stoic face.

He held his wife's hand fixed by the bed and pressed it against his face to comfort him, looking at Xiaorou's pale face and closed eyes distressedly, and kept blaming himself and apologizing.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Rou... When I got married, I promised to protect you for the rest of my life, but I made you like this..."

The man's eyes were full of tenderness and pain, and he told himself that Xiaorou would be fine, Xiaorou would be fine.

If Xiao Rou doesn't get better, he is actually willing to go with her, he doesn't mind being turned into a zombie...

The man's eyes were full of firmness, and he kissed the woman's overly pale hand almost affectionately, agreeing whether he was poor or rich, whether he was old or sick or dead...

The door was opened with a creak, and Yan Lu turned his head to look at Yan Xike who pushed the door in. Yan Xike's eyes were quiet, and his beautiful eyes stared at Yan Lu strangely and coldly, motionless.

This caused Yan Lu to be drenched in a basin of cold water, and he woke up suddenly. He suddenly realized that his thoughts just now were almost morbid. He must be too tired to have such terrible and boring thoughts just now. Xi Ke, how could he easily abandon his own child and commit suicide? Not only would Xiaorou not forgive him, but he himself would not forgive himself.

He stroked his forehead feebly and groaned.

Then he sighed in his heart, pursed his sexy thin lips, let go of the woman's pale hand, got up and walked towards Yan Xike with long legs.

"Xike, don't come to mother's bedroom in the future." Yan Lu squatted down and looked at his son seriously, stroking Yan Xike's delicate and lovely face with his fingers, with a serious expression, but more helpless.

"She is sick……"

Yan Xike didn't listen to his words, his eyes were cold, he stretched out his small hand and hugged the man's neck, laying quietly in the man's arms, refusing to let go, feeling the man's pleasant smell and the heart-warming temperature.

Yan Lv had no choice but to hug Yan Xike, confirming that Ye Xiaorou would not break free, locked the door of the master bedroom, and sent Xike back to his own bedroom.

When he left with Yan Xike in his arms, he didn't see the look the child in his arms cast towards the woman on the bed.

Cold and mocking.

Endless malice raging.

As if sarcastically saying to the unconscious woman on the bed, you are a dead person, why are you arguing with me?

The child hugged his father tightly, his small body entangled the man like a vine, occupying the man's entire body, attracting all the man's attention, and driving away any outsiders who invaded the man.

Unknowingly, Yan Lu put Yan Xike on the soft bed, fondled the child's head lovingly, and coaxed the child to fall asleep obediently.

Originally wanted to see Xiaorou again, but Yan Xike pulled the corner of his clothes, Yan Lu stared blankly at the trembling little hand that was holding the corner of his clothes, looked at it for a while before holding the little hand tightly , firmly held in the palm of your hand.

"Father won't leave, Xike, don't be afraid."

He looked at Yan Xike, with doting love in his eyes, lowered his head and kissed Yan Xike on the forehead, comforting Yan Xike with a strong fatherly kiss.

Will you be afraid son... If mother will hurt you and make you afraid... Daddy will protect you...

Yan Lu's eyes looking at Yan Xike were gentle but also faintly dark.

Nothing that harms Creekers should exist...

Even Xiaorou can't...

Yan Lv didn't know how wrong he was now, when he was close to Ye Xiaorou, his mind was full of Xiaorou, and when he came into contact with Yan Xike, it seemed that his most important person was Yan Xike, It's his child, even Xiaorou can't compare.

He didn't know that he had become the dish Ye Xiaorou and Yan Xike were competing for. No matter which side he approached, his own reason would disappear and his mind would be controlled by others.

How could he have thought that the two closest to him would do such a thing to him.

The almost gentle kiss erased the tyrannical to crazy jealousy in the child's heart when he saw a man kissing the back of a woman's hand.

Although he didn't respond, his heart was like a rough undercurrent under the calm lake, raging constantly.

Not enough... father, not enough...

I want to kiss a man's lips, touch a man's body, want to possess everything about a man...

The pores all over the body are complaining of hunger and thirst...

Want a man to appease...

However, he will never forget it.

Yan Xike lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes are as fragile as butterfly wings...

On that day, men rejected "them", and even wanted to escape...

Unforgivable.

Yan Xike opened his eyes and met the man's loving eyes, with resisting indifference in his eyes.

Then, the child loosened his grip on the man's clothes, turned his back to the man, and lay down to sleep.

Yan Lu didn't notice that Yan Xike was having a temper tantrum. He saw the child was about to fall asleep peacefully, so he covered him with a quilt and left the room.

Yan Xike, who turned his back on the man, opened his eyes, his delicate and beautiful eyes were bloodshot and filled with endless hatred.

After a simple wash, Yan Lu changed his clothes and reconfirmed that the infected Xiaorou had not broken free from the rope, and Yan Lu stepped into his son's room.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the child with his back to the door turned around and stared at the door motionlessly, which made me laugh.

Walking over and kissing Yan Xike's pretty face tenderly again, Yan Lu suddenly felt that with his son around, his anxious mood was inexplicably soothed.

Xike, my son, my baby.

The man lifted the quilt, lay down in it, hugged Yan Xike tightly to his chest, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Sensing the man falling into a deep sleep, Yan Xike pressed his face to the man's chest with an expression, and a faint streamer slowly flowed in his emotionless eyes.

——Father, do you love me?

In his sleep, Yan Lu vaguely heard a voice...

--Love.

——Then, why haven't you dealt with Ye Xiaorou yet?

—… She is my wife, your mother.

——But, my father, she will turn into a zombie and hurt me.Do you want to see me get hurt?

——No, I will not let you suffer any harm.

—Then, kill her.

The soul hidden deep in Yan Xike's body seems to reveal Yan Xike's young body, transforming into the appearance of an adult man. If Yan Lu still has memories, he will recognize it at the first sight.

It's just a pity that the man doesn't have any memory about the system.

Not at all.

The transformed body couldn't hold on for too long, Yan Xike frowned, looked at the man who was sleeping in a dream with resistance, stretched out his hand to hold the man's head, and forced the man to kiss him deeply, sucking the other's mouth The sweet saliva forced the man to swallow his saliva, and the tongue raged in the man's mouth, occupying all the space.

——Then, kill her, father.

Yan Lu was so kissed that it was difficult to breathe, he wanted to struggle, but he was still asleep, even if he frowned tightly, he couldn't break free from the engulfing kiss.

Not to mention that appalling order.

--……good.

However, he agreed like a ghost, out of his control.

When Yan Lu really woke up, he found that he was standing in hell.

Yan Lu looked at everything around blankly, no, shouldn't he be sleeping with Xi Ke in his arms?Why does it appear in the master bedroom?

He looked down at the blood on his hands, not understanding where the blood came from, and then he saw the knife on the ground and the woman sleeping on the bed full of blood.

Everything in Yan Lu's mind suddenly collapsed.

He was trembling, as if his body was crushed by something, and he was bent. He wanted to reach out to touch Ye Xiaorou's face, to wake up his sleeping wife, but he saw the blood on his hand and the knife on the ground. , and the hideous wound on the woman's face...

Yan Lu's vision was blurred, he stepped back a few steps, and then saw Yan Xike standing in the corner, the child was still watching quietly with calm eyes, Yan Lu couldn't tell that he was admiring a wonderful piece of art. The eyes of Meipin, he thought that Yan Xike had seen the whole process of him killing Ye Xiaorou, that's why he looked at him like this, this cognition almost made him collapse.

He killed his wife, he killed Ye Xiaorou.

He is a murderer.

Yan Lu choked up in pain, knelt beside the bed and trembled, he couldn't accept this fact, how could he kill Ye Xiaorou, he must be dreaming...

Must be dreaming...

Who will save him...

Who will save him.

And Yan Xike who came over was like a savior, he hugged the poor Yan Lu, and comforted the man with his little hands.

Father, you are right, that woman wanted to hurt me, and you killed that woman to protect me.

Look at that woman on the bed, she has turned into a zombie.

So, father, you don't have to feel guilty.

Yan Lu's pupils trembled violently, and he kept asking himself whether the truth was really like this...

Is it?Is it?Really?

Then Yan Lu stretched out his hand, and hugged the quiet Yan Xike tightly, as if hugging the last straw, desperate to the climax.

Yes.My father, you are right.

You shall belong only to me, my Father.