I am not pitiful [Quick Transmigration]

They stayed at home for nearly three days in a row, not going anywhere, except eating and bathing, basically stuck in the bedroom.

Most of the time, they were either hugging each other and whispering love words, or just doing that thing. Sometimes when Rong Zhen woke up and opened his eyes, he saw Han Jing hugging him again and tossing gently. , soon followed by indulging in it.It was so absurd that he almost forgot about Jinxi and Hexi... There was no one else at home except them. Grandpa Han signed up for an elderly tour group to go out a few days ago, and would call them every day.

Only when Han Jing hugged her and sat up to answer the phone, did Rong Zhen feel that time was still flowing.

Before the old man came back from a trip, Han Jing took Rong Zhen to look at the house near the university.

For the past two years, in order to see Rongzhen every day, Han Jing always took a car or bike home from the university, and the trip took nearly an hour.He didn't think that Rong Zhen would do the same, but he didn't want them to live in the dormitory separately.

They rented a relatively spacious two-bedroom apartment near the university. When they were in school, they went home once or twice a week, and occasionally took Grandpa Han to live there for a few days.

At the end of Rong Zhen’s sophomore year, Han Jing had completely graduated. He had a good mind, and his parents left him a lot of money after they left. He started some projects during college, and opened a small company with an acquaintance after graduation. , I was very busy in the early stage, but I still went to school to pick up Rongzhen in person almost every day.

It was also this year that Grandpa Han fell ill and had a minor operation.

Han Jing's complexion was very bad in those few days, and he slept four or five hours a day.

Rong Zhen asked for leave and stayed in the hospital to accompany him to take care of the elderly.

Han Jing was not willing to let him suffer at all, and basically did everything he could do by himself, and Rong Zhen spent most of his time talking with the old man.

They took care of the elderly in the ward during the day, and at night they hugged and rested quietly on the escort bed separated by the curtain.

No matter how tired Han Jing was, the strength to hold him was too great, and he couldn't even break free.

Rong Zhen would massage his head from time to time, trying to relieve his fatigue.

The man buried his face in his neck, kissed him a few times, and slowly fell asleep next to him...

Grandpa Han was discharged from the hospital soon and recovered well after the operation. Han Jing went back to work again.

On the afternoon of his first day back to work, Rong Zhen came suddenly.

The employees knew about their relationship, especially Han Jing's assistant. The other party thought that he was going to make a surprise attack or give some surprises. Anyway, the boss had no problem with his style, so he opened the door to his office with a smirk.

Seeing him, Han Jing got up immediately, and subconsciously glanced at his watch to see if he had remembered the time correctly. He frowned and said, "Why didn't you wait for me to pick you up..."

Rong Zhen walked up to him: "I'm here to find you."

Seeing that it was still early, Han Jing led him to the sofa in the rest room and sat down: "What's the matter?"

Rong Zhen was not in a hurry, leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, and was about to say something when Han Jing hugged him onto his lap, his mouth was blocked, and his lips were rubbed.

Han Jing hugged him very hard, as if he missed him very much.

It was like this every time, but the two met almost every day.

Rong Zhen smelled a faint smell of cigarettes between his lips, and asked in surprise, "Are you smoking?"

The other party paused, looked sideways at him, and raised his hand to gently rub his lips: "I'm sorry, Zhenzhen, I won't smoke in the future."

Rong Zhen didn't speak, hugged him and shook him gently, and said: "I really came here because of something."

Han Jing grunted, rubbed his chin lightly on his shoulder, and asked him what's the matter in a deep voice.

Rong Zhen got out of his arms, took out a few cards, and handed them to Han Jing.

Han Jing looked at him suspiciously.

Rong Zhen explained: "This is left to me by my mother. It may not be too much for you, but if there is any problem in your company, I can help you to some extent..."

During this time, Han Jing was very busy, and his condition was also very bad. Rong Zhen thought it was because Grandpa Han was sick, but now that Grandpa Han has recovered, Han Jing is still in a very bad condition.

He was busy with work non-stop during the day, but he still suffered from insomnia at night. The reason why he knew it was because Rong Zhen woke up several times in the middle of the night to find that the man next to his pillow was awake, and he kept looking at him quietly...

After thinking about it, Rong Zhen thought that there was something wrong with the company, so he took all the property that Xie Lihua had left to him, and came to help her husband.

Han Jing looked at him silently for a while.

"What's wrong?" Rong Zhen lightly poked his arm.

Just after poking, the other party suddenly leaned over and picked him up and moved him to the bed in the lounge.

Rong Zhen didn't move, just looked at him dully, the man tore off his clothes slowly, and came up in an instant...

after an hour.

Rong Zhen slumped on the bed listlessly, glanced at Han Jing who was still gnawing on his shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice, "Oh..."

Han Jing pressed him, wrapped his hands around his neck, stared at him for a while, and said, "Call me husband."

Rong Zhen said proficiently: "Husband?"

Han Jing's breathing became heavier, but he didn't continue to toss. It was getting late, so he sat up and began to dress him, and asked as he put it on, "How did you come up with this?"

Rong Zhen himself didn't understand, he was here to send warmth, but the warmth of money was not sent out, he gave something else instead, he said depressedly: "Aren't you very anxious recently? Isn't it about money? It's my money Too little?"

Han Jing laughed instantly, pulled him up, and lightly pinched his ass: "It's really stupid, it has nothing to do with the company or money."

Rong Zhen pulled his ears and asked him why.

Han Jing didn't make any more noise, and gently pecked at the corner of his lips, then went to put away his cards for him, and took people out for dinner.

This matter was inexplicably over, until a month later, Rong Zhen fell ill and had a fever, and lay dizzy at home hanging on a needle.

That day, Han Jing was in a very strange state. He kept hugging his hot body and reading his name. He didn't sleep all night, lying on his bed and staring at him closely. will run away.

The next day the fever subsided, Rong Zhen opened his eyelids, and was immediately frightened by a pair of deep, bloodshot eyes.

Seeing that he woke up, Han Jing's eyes changed, and he reached out to hug him tightly.

The man's hands were shaking, his body was also shaking, he didn't say a word, just hugged him silently, with more and more force, as if he wanted to become one with him from now on.

Rong really wanted to go to the toilet, but he didn't let go no matter what, Rong Zhen couldn't hold back anymore, he curled his lips and said that he was going to wet the bed... The man couldn't bear his expression, but he didn't want to let go, so he hugged him directly the bathroom.

Rong Zhen released his hands in shame, like a baby who can't walk, being carried back to the bed by him like that.

Han Jing was much taller than him, with long hands and legs, lying on his side, he could almost wrap his whole body in his arms.

Han Jing's jaw was tense, his face was expressionless, and he just hugged him with all his strength.

No matter what Rong Zhen asked, he would not answer, and gradually, Rong Zhen stopped asking.

Just woke up from the fever, still a little sleepy, resting on the warm chest, Rong Zhen slowly fell asleep again.

Woke up again, it was already noon, Han Jing was not in bed anymore, listening to the movement, it seemed that he was in the kitchen.

After a while, Han Jing came over with porridge and vegetables and began to feed him.

Rong Zhen took two bites, stared at Han Jing's lips, and said distressedly: "Your mouth is a bit dry, is it a fire?"

Han Jing concentrated on feeding him and didn't speak.

Rong Zhen asked again: "Did you not eat?"

Han Jing said in a deep voice, "You can eat your husband after you finish eating."

Rong Zhen immediately reached out to take the bowl: "I'll do it myself, you go..."

The ending was suddenly interrupted by a dry and fiery kiss.

Not long after the kiss, the man quickly let him go, took a spoon and continued to feed him: "Hey, eat well."

Rong Zhen glanced at his scarlet eyes, opened his mouth to eat, feeling stuffy and uncomfortable.

After eating, Rong Zhen lay on the bed and watched the video for a while, as if suffering from narcolepsy, fell asleep again.

He slept for an hour, then woke up suddenly, turned his head to see that Han Jing was lying next to him, those bloodshot eyes were fixed on him.

Rong Zhen was not frightened this time, and threw herself into his arms.

Han Jing held him still.

The reason why Rong Zhen woke up was because he had a nightmare, in which Han Jing left.

This dream made him suddenly understand Han Jing's abnormality during this time.

Just like after he completed the mission in the first world, he fell ill after helping 998 deal with the virus, and the doctor couldn't cure him. Zhou Ting's state at that time was a bit similar to now.

He would be terrified because of a dream of Han Jing leaving, and the other party would naturally be terrified too, far more terrified than he was, because with those previous memories, he might even know that his mission had been completed, thinking that he would leave at any time...

So when Grandpa Han was sick, he thought about it, and then stared at him almost non-stop.

The window was dim, and the night was getting closer and closer.

Rong Zhen bowed and went to hug Han Jing, but the other's lips were still dry and stretched into a straight line.

Rong Zhen took a few glances, then lowered her head to moisten him.

The man's Adam's apple rolled, and he looked down at him.

After Rong Zhen finished moistening her lips, she exchanged another long kiss with him. Halfway through the kiss, Han Jing turned over to hold her back.

Those long-suppressed emotions broke out at this moment, and the veins on the back of the man's hands popped up, pinching his shoulders red.

The corner of his mouth was suddenly bitten and blood oozes out.

Rong really hurts a bit, but don't blame him, let him take it easy.

As soon as his voice came out, Han Jing's eyes changed, as if he had regained his soul, he licked there, his mouth trembled slightly, sucking the blood away, suddenly, a layer of mist appeared in his bloodshot eyes.

Han Jing cried.

Rong Zhen was stunned for a moment, and touched his face anxiously: "It doesn't hurt that much, don't cry, I didn't cry..."

The man silently crouched down and hugged him.

Rong Zhen hugged his head, a little helpless: "I know what you're thinking, don't think about it, I won't abandon you, never will."

He kept repeating this sentence, because every time he said it, he could feel that Han Jing's nerves were relaxing.

When night fell, Han Jing, who had been sleepless for several days, finally fell asleep amidst his constant promises.

The next day, Rong Zhen asked Han Jing to take a day off. The two of them didn't go anywhere and rested at home.

Han Jing's new home after graduation had a large terrace with a wooden swing, and they sat on the swing and chatted.

Today is a cloudy day, no sun, windy from time to time, very cool.

Rong Zhen sat side by side with Han Jing at first, chatted, and was hugged by Han Jing on his lap and sat sideways.

"Don't be afraid, I'll hold you tight." Han Jing clamped his waist, and his long legs rested on the ground with ease, shaking the swing.

His face was pressed against Rong Zhen's side profile, and Rong Zhen leaned on his shoulder, looking up at the outside.

Wild geese flying in a row from the sky, a very common scene.

When Rong Zhen was in high school before binding the system, he used the excuse of watching wild geese migrate many times to peek at Zhou Ting standing in the opposite corridor by standing in front of the corridor railing.

Migratory birds can be seen every year, but only you under the migratory birds are the specific memories of each year.

It rained yesterday, and there is a moist and fresh air in the air.

Han Jing rubbed his cheek: "What are you thinking?"

The geese had already flown out of sight, Rong Zhen lowered his eyelids: "I'm thinking about our day tomorrow."

We still have many, many tomorrows. Today I love you more than yesterday, and today I am happier than yesterday, so tomorrow will definitely be the same.

So tomorrow is more memorable than the past.

……

When Rong Zhen was 28 years old, Han Jing's grandfather left.

The old man was nearly 80 years old at the time, and he walked peacefully without suffering any crimes.

After the funeral, Rong Zhen and Han Jing went to clean up the old house together, and accidentally found a suicide note in the drawer of the old man.

Grandpa Han had actually discovered the relationship between the two of them a long time ago, but if they didn't talk about it, he would pretend that he didn't know anything and was afraid of putting pressure on them.

But when he was old and his health was failing, he realized that his time was short and he still had a lot of concerns in his heart. He was originally a man of few words, and it was his first time facing a group like homosexuals. He didn't know what to say to them. , Afraid of hurting the child after a slip of the tongue, after much deliberation, he finally decided to write a suicide note.

The words in the suicide note are very trivial, just instructing them on some small things in life, and sometimes using Han Jing's parents as an example, asking Han Jing to let Rong Zhen more, Xiao Zhen's younger brother is younger, so he should take care of him and not bully others. If you have conflicts, don't fight, make more money and save money for retirement, and don't care too much about other people's opinions...

After reading the suicide note, Rong Zhen blinked and packed up carefully.

Han Jing wiped his tears, the two of them didn't say anything the whole time, they stayed in the old house for a long time before leaving hand in hand.

In this life, Rong Zhen felt that it was not very long for him to accompany Han Jing from black hair to white hair.

I live happily every day without any regrets, but I have a lot of memories.

In his twilight years, Rong Zhen was lying on the hospital bed. He could clearly feel life passing through his body, from being able to speak to being unable to make a sound, and finally unable to open his eyelids.

The hand can still move, and gently pats the person next to him, as if worried.

Han Jing went over to kiss his earlobe without saying a word, and put on the earrings that were given to him at first.

My hands were shaking all the time, and it took me a while to put it on successfully.

The elderly man with a gentle face on the bed was not breathing.

Han Jing shook his head, slowly looked at the electrocardiogram, his body froze.

The doctors and nurses had confirmed that there was no sign of life, and they came to express their condolences to him. Seeing him always motionless was a bit scary, and one of the nurses couldn't help comforting him: "Old man, your brother is so old, it is actually a happy death, Don't be too sad, you have to take care of yourself..."

Before he finished speaking, the other party suddenly said: "What brother? He is not my brother."

The little nurse was stunned. She was the nurse who was in charge of taking care of Mr. Rong Zhen during this period. Sometimes she came to check on the patient's condition, and heard that the patient occasionally called him brother. Seeing that they were similar in age, she thought they were brothers among relatives.

Han Jing embraced Rong Zhen who was on the bed as if no one else was there, touched his face, the frost in his eyes gradually melted away, and he smiled: "He is my man."

In the silent ward, he pressed a final kiss on Rong Zhen's forehead, and whispered their whispers: "Don't be afraid, wait for me."

……

In the middle of the night, the strong wind howled, and the dilapidated doors and windows creaked.

Rong Zhen frowned as he looked at the dusty and messy woodshed in front of him.

The mechanical sound of 998: "Mr. Rong Zhen, welcome to the new mission world! The edification value of the previous world has been settled, you can check it yourself."

Rong Zhen was silent for two seconds, then belatedly let out an ooh, and looked at the place where the total edification value of the brain interface had accumulated two-thirds, he was a little surprised: "Have I done so many tasks?"

998: "Yes, you have completed six mission worlds with good results. In each world, you have successfully changed the fate of the villain's cannon fodder. If you succeed in the mission, you will immediately flee to the new world. You can view it in the brain interface. Historical mission records... please continue to work hard!"

Rong Zhen: "Thank you, I know... I just feel a little weird all of a sudden."

998 paused and asked, "What's wrong? Our system can check it for you."

Rong Zhen frowned deeply: "I can't tell...forget it."

He remembered that he was dragged to the bar by his college classmates one night, and then he was drunk and hired a driver to take him home. As a result, the other party fell asleep while driving and had a car accident. He was captured by this system and started to do tasks. .

Those tasks are like clearing the game. Although I remember the general plot, I don't have a deep impression.

Originally, he didn't need any impressions. The only thing he has to do now is to accumulate the total edification value as soon as possible and return to the real world as soon as possible.

He didn't want his mother and brother to be too sad because of his accident.

The doors and windows of the firewood house were broken, and Rong Zhen was a little cold at the moment, so he leaned against the firewood pile in the corner, and by the way, looked down at his clothes, it was a relatively old blue gown, and there were jet black hairs that he had loosened under the neckline Long hair, not a modern look at all...

998: "This is a world in a comprehension novel. Your name is Wan Xuanzhen. You were originally the only son of the Wan Zongmen's suzerain. But when you were eight years old, Wan Zongmen was wiped out by a monster. Back then, it was only you and this world. The son of luck escaped unharmed, and that son of luck is your elder brother Lian Buchang. In order to avenge his master, he fostered you as a young boy in this village that was once helped by Wan Zongmen. You Although you are the son of the suzerain of the Wanzong Sect, you have no spiritual roots. Besides, you are also weak and sick. The people in the village have taken care of you for a year. Throw you into an unused firewood house in the village, and each family will take turns to give you something to eat every day so that you won’t starve to death...you’ll survive like this.”

Rong Zhen looked at the big chain between the wooden door and couldn't understand for a moment: "Then why am I locked now?"

998 said: "Mr. Rong Zhen, I will send your memory in this world first, wait a moment."

Rong Zhen hummed, huddled in the firewood and waited. After a while, all the memories emerged in his mind.

As 998 said, the body created for him by this world was indeed grown up in the village in this way. However, the woodshed he lived in was not chained before he discovered the secret.

Half a month ago, he originally wanted to say goodbye to the village chief, because he could read when he was a child, and he helped the villagers write and save some money. After feeling better, he wanted to go out to find the village chief. brother.However, he was taught by his father to repay his kindness since he was a child. No matter how the villagers treated him, he was raised up after all. Naturally, he had to leave without saying goodbye.

But that's when I went there, I accidentally learned a shocking secret.

In the past ten years, the reason why the people in the village have not completely ignored him is not because there is a trace of kindness remaining, and it is not because of the kindness of the master of the Wanzong sect...

They are actually raising a living sacrifice.

998 said in a timely manner: "In the original book, there is an evil thing under the giant mountain near this village. It is rumored that it can kill people, but it can also give people blessings. The villagers call it the mountain god. They want the mountain god to bless them forever. , Every 20 years, an untouched living person is offered as a sacrifice. This is a secret that only the villagers who have lived here for generations can communicate with each other. Outsiders don’t know. The village chief found out that you eavesdropped on them and locked you up Get up, and tomorrow is the time for their sacrifice."

Rong Zhen had already seen that part of the memory, so he had nothing to say, and asked, "Who is the target of the mission?"

998 Answer: "The object of the task is called Linzhi. In the original book, there is a big dragon suit Tianjun who gives golden fingers to the protagonist, and Linzhi is a real dragon born by Tianjun thousands of years ago, but he was born without horns. He is deformed and regarded as an evil thing. Tianjun fears that he will be a disaster to the world one day, so he traps him in the giant mountain. In the original book, he hates Tianjun and the world, and later demonized into a black dragon. In the final battle, he was killed The protagonist cuts off the keel, and dies. Mr. Rong Zhen needs to reduce his evil thoughts to below 30 before the finale, and change the fate of him and the protagonist in the final life-and-death confrontation to complete the task.”

Rong Zhen nodded and asked, "So, the target of the task is the mountain god that the villagers recognize?"

998: "Yes."

Rong Zhen leaned back his weak body: "Look at it this way, I don't have to run away."

The author has something to say: It’s getting late, the code word speed is getting slower and slower, and I am in a hurry...

New World Preview: Sacrifice of the Mountain God

see you tomorrow!

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Xiaochunri and 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 60001;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 6 sweet from time to time; 2 pretending to have a cat;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!