How to break up with Diablo [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Wenci's eyes were a little hazy from the pleasure of being close to Qin Mochuan in his sleep.He subconsciously wanted to push away Qin Mochuan who was hugging him tightly, but at the same time he couldn't help frowning, he had never met such a clingy target.

People with autism generally have poor sleep. Coupled with the presence of others, they are always cautious for fear of being rejected.With Jiang Wenci's push, Qin Mochuan woke up in a daze.

Qin Mochuan's clear blue eyes were a little flustered, and when he saw that his hand was still on Jiang Wenci's soft waist, he immediately retracted it in fright.

When Jiang Wenci saw his movements like this, the movements were so big that even he was shocked.

"Wen..." Qin Mochuan was worried that he would be hated by his subhumans, so he faltered and began to apologize, but stuttered.

Jiang Wenci looked at the distressed and pitiful look of the target, and couldn't help but think of his former self.He lowered his eyebrows and thought lightly, but he frowned hesitantly soon, and his mouth curled up like a rabbit.

The people are the same, the mood is the same, and I am alone.It's just that the background has been changed... The surroundings are not the familiar slums, but strange, cold, complex and intertwined loess caves, and the wind and sand that was almost dyed yellowish hit his small and thin body.It's like being in a distant alien land.

Memory is replaced.

Jiang Wenci was interrupted by the words he finally uttered. He blushed and lowered his head to apologize hastily, completely forgetting that Yaren would not abandon his master's setting: "Ci, yes, yes..."

"Good boy, I don't dislike you." Jiang Wenci felt that the target this time was very similar to himself, even more similar than the target 02 he met last time.He suddenly felt a little sorry for the goal this time, not because of the customized genes, but because of the real soul in the end.

In order to show that he really didn't hate him, Jiang Wenci gave him a big hug, secretly thinking that this time the goal is like a child, exactly the same as his previous self.Although the intense pleasure is still the same as usual, the lower abdomen is almost painful, but isn't it very comfortable?

At worst, you can find one of the two to solve it in the future.Jiang Wenci thought so on the surface, but he was still a little strange in his heart.

Jiang Wenci coaxed Qin Mochuan into the middle of the night before he continued to sleep in Jiang Wenci's arms with red eyes, with half of his arm around his waist.

the next day.Jiang Wenci woke up and made breakfast for Qin Mochuan.He turned on the terminal computer in the room and connected to the network resources of the federation.It's not enough to start looking up everything there is to know about a cure for autism.

He finally understood the mood of the 02 target.

Jiang Wenci was not surprised that yesterday's memory was replaced, but just regarded it as a temporary confusion in his mind.

The memory of Xiao Qihan is also gradually blurred, gradually replaced by a sense of guilt.

Jiang Wenci, who was born with few tendons, did not become suspicious, he thought he knew himself best.

"Wenci." After Qin Mochuan gained Jiang Wenci's trust that he would not abandon him, he became less vigilant.He patted Jiang Wenci's shoulder cautiously, but his quiet and gentle movements still surprised Jiang Wenci, who was easily startled by nature.

Qin Mochuan lowered his head and didn't see anything. If he knew, he would definitely make a fuss.He is careful about who he needs, and he lowers his already quiet and gentle voice.Reluctance to draw a long-lost smile, the dimples on the corners of his mouth really make him very handsome: "Thank you, you, your breakfast."

This morning, Jiang Wenci was busy searching for autism information and meeting Gu Shixiu later.Breakfast is nothing more than a random preparation, and soy milk is just a simple soy milk powder.

There were still gray egg granules hanging from the corner of Qin Mochuan's mouth, it could be seen that he was devouring it because it was delicious.Jiang Wenci put down the lit terminal with a smile, stood on tiptoes, and let the short and medium black hair not tied up fall down the back of the raised head, revealing the fair and beautiful nape of the neck.

"I didn't wipe my mouth clean." After Jiang Wenci helped him clean it gently, the touch of the target's warm and soft face made his fingers feel a little numb.

If Jiang Wenci didn't have any 022 system on his back, any breakup tasks.Qin Mochuan was just an ordinary child with autism, and he was just a sub-human born to cure him.

How wonderful it all is... I will do my best to help those who need me.

This kind of emotion, in the later stages of each world, will become a handle to make Jiang Wenci soften his heart and give up his success.

On Target's handsome yet childish face, two blushes visible to the naked eye appeared very quickly.

Except for the time when his father came back to see him a long time ago, Qin Mochuan has never been so genuinely happy once.Compared with the father who was almost forgotten, he seems to have a new love again.

"Wen...resign."

Jiang Wenci saw that time was running out, and soon he was going to meet another target, Gu Shixiu.He wanted to take advantage of the time to learn more about autism in this era, so he called this farting little milk dog out.

Autism in the future seems to be much more serious than those in the past. In the interstellar era, people are separated by a cold and illusory screen.Besides, if this kind of autism can be easily cured, why spend a lot of money to customize yourself.

Qin Mochuan is completely in line with the current manifestations of autism, lack of love, light sleep, stuttering, sensitivity, indifferent expression...

And he is not sensitive to words, and even resists typing and communicating with people on the Internet.

He called Qin Mochuan again, looked up at the target who looked like a little wolf dog, and said, "Can you write?"

"..." Qin Mochuan scratched his head, he seemed to be thinking hard, and finally said vaguely: "I don't know, remember, I don't remember clearly."

Jiang Wenci remembered that when he was cleaning, he saw a few stacks of papers piled up in the corner of the warehouse of this house. He went to help the target take out the paper with a layer of dust. After blowing it clean, he stood up and handed it to the target and said, "Come on, write some Show me... well, a few paragraphs..."

He had to determine what stage of autism Qin Mochuan was in. Qin Mochuan's only relative was his father, who cared very little for him.He knew almost nothing about his son's illness.

Poor target, abandoned.

Qin Mochuan carefully spread the paper on the table folded from the wall, and smoothed it with his slender fingertips.He lowered his head and propped his cheek on his elbow, thinking about what to write.Like Jijiang Wenci's sensitive and timid look when he was a child.

Later, Jiang Wenci did recall that when he was a child, urban slums and loess caves that seemed to be in aliens always alternated with each other, but the only thing that remained the same was that he was not taken in, and he felt lonely and worried at that time.It is exactly the same as a rabbit. At least a frightened cat can bite and resist, but a rabbit can only jump up and shrink pitifully.

At this time, the terminal bundled on the wrist lights up.

Gu Shixiu, who has always been a gentleman, has already driven downstairs to pick him up.