Fast Time Traveling: Ten Worlds Backward Chasing

Zhang Jinxing was not sure about Zhu An's attitude, so he sent several waves of people to investigate everything about Bi An in private, but he overturned the b world, and he did not find such a person named Bi An.

And Zhu Xun treated him as if away from him, he could smile sweetly at Zhang Jinxing one second, and push him away with a cold face the next second.

This made Zhang Jinxing's desire to control and possess him stronger and stronger, and he even secretly expelled Zhuchang from school.

He thought that Zhu Chong didn't know about all this, but Zhu Chong had already seen everything in his eyes, conniving and not letting him understand.

Zhu Xi is contradictory, he loves Bi An, but is angry with Bi An, he wants to hurt him severely, but in the end he is reluctant to let him go, so he becomes so strange, warm and indifferent at the same time.

Zhang Jinxing still lives on the floor of Zhuchang's small bedroom, which Zhuchang personally made for him. From the first two quilts to today's four-layer quilt.

Zhu Xing's silent care and love are always revealed inadvertently, but as long as Zhang Jinxing wants to talk to Zhu Xing, Zhu Xing will turn a cold face and refuse Zhang Jinxing's approach, but he will lean over by himself in the middle of the night .

For example - now.

In the middle of the night, the room was pitch black, Zhang Jinxing gently opened his eyes, and felt the soft and boneless hands gently protruding in from under the quilt.

That hand touched down Zhang Jinxing's arm, and gently reached into Zhang Jinxing's palm, with five fingers spread out, intertwined with his ten fingers.

Zhang Jinxing's breathing remained the same, he remained motionless, his fingers were still loosely stretched, he wanted to hold Zhu's hand tightly, but he didn't dare.

This is not the first time. Zhang Jinxing understands that he must pretend to be in a deep sleep now, so as not to disturb the young man who is dawdling beside him. He knows it and has tried it. As long as he moves slightly, the young man next to him Like a frightened little beast, it will leave in a panic, erect sharp thorns, and take strict precautions against defending.

So Zhang Jinxing closed his eyes again, feeling the dishonest young man beside him. After a while, the warm breath sprayed on his face, getting closer and closer, and then his soft lips gently pressed against him. come up

Gently and carefully touched Zhang Jinxing's dry lips.

Zhang Jinxing clenched his empty hand unconsciously, how much he wanted to stretch out his hand and hug the person on him fiercely into his arms, pressing him down!

As soon as Zhu Xun's lips touched, he seemed to have noticed something, chuckled out loud, straightened up and sat on Zhang Jinxing's body, put his hands on both sides of Zhang Jinxing's head, lowered his head and licked his ears, blew, and said : "Don't move, don't open your eyes."

Zhang Jinxing's breathing became short of breath, and the bamboo stick gnawed down along Zhang Jinxing's ear, and finally, with Zhang Jinxing's Adam's apple in his mouth, he imprinted his own marks with all his strength. The strength of the bamboo stick was not small, and even made Zhang Jinxing groan in pain .

Finally, Zhang Jinxing couldn't help but put his hands on Zhu's waist. With force from his waist, he turned over neatly and pressed Zhu's under his body.

Zhang Jinxing eagerly leaned over to bite Zhu Chong's shoulder, every minute and every second like this was precious, he was afraid that maybe in the next second, Zhu Chong would let him go.

Zhu Xun seemed to have expected it a long time ago, looking at the blurry figure pressing on him in the dark, one hand seemed to encourage Zhang Jinxing, and put it on Zhang Jinxing's back, stroking up and down.

Zhang Jinxing was very excited, his heart was ecstatic, he anxiously searched for Zhu Xie's lips, just as he touched them, Zhu Xie gently dodged them.

Zhu Xun turned his head sideways to look at the crescent moon outside the window, his voice was cold and slightly trembling, but Zhang Jinxing stopped all his movements.

"Don't... say love..."

Zhang Jinxing felt miserable, he sat up, looked at Zhu Chong with his head sideways, unable to see his face clearly, stretched out his fingers to lightly touch Zhu Chong's eyelashes.

Wet and cold.

He is crying.

Zhang Jinxing just felt like a stick in his throat. These days, he felt that the young man under him obviously loved him and cared about him, but why he was so contradictory and inseparable...

Zhang Jinxing opened his mouth, he wanted to question this young man who was crying silently, wanted to grab his shoulder, wake him up, and force him!

But in the end, Zhang Jinxing just bent down and licked the wet corners of the young man's eyes, and then opened the young man's body without any rejection.

The young man under him was trembling, Zhang Jinxing was crazy, the pleasure of possessing him made him forget everything, he even thought crazily and darkly, if you don’t talk about love, don’t talk about love, just lock him up, tie him up, and hide him , as long as he only belongs to himself, so what if he doesn't talk about love?

It was a crazy night, after the crazy, Zhang Jinxing escaped.

Zhang Jinxing asked himself that in his more than [-] years of life, he had never been so afraid, so afraid of facing a person, but he just didn't know what expression to use when facing bamboo, so he ran out early in the morning, Even when he sat on the desk in his company, his ears were still so red that the secretary who came to report to work couldn't help but keep peeking at his ears.

At this time, Zhu Chong, who had just woken up, was lying in the warm blanket, and the body temperature of another person seemed to remain beside him. He moved in the blanket, and his body was refreshed, having been washed.

"Ah--"

After a while, a chuckle suddenly sounded in the empty small bedroom. It was different from the usual mean and indifferent smile, but a laughter of happiness that could not be suppressed.

Zhu Xun buried his face in the quilt, hiding his upturned mouth, and after a long time, he crawled out of the quilt again, with a deliberate indifference on his expression, and the blush at the corners of his eyes betrayed his joy again.

"Ah--"

There was another sneer in the small bedroom, but this laughter was not from the bamboo pole.

Zhu Xun froze, and immediately looked around vigilantly, the small bedroom was empty, there was no one else but him, Zhu Xun pushed the door open again, and looked around, no, no, no one except him.

The mocking sneer was still echoing in his ears, Zhu Sen asked coldly with a cold face: "Who is it? Come out!"

"Little Immortal Bamboo."

"It's really boring, you still so easily-"

Listening to the voice that sounded directly in his mind, Zhuzhen gritted his teeth and said: "Emperor of Heaven!"

"You really let me down—"

The indifferent voice continued to speak, and the whole body trembled angrily, and then found out in horror that his body was out of his control!

"Emperor! What are you doing!"

Bamboo yelled non-stop, but could no longer hear the answer from the Emperor of Heaven.

Then his own body moved, he walked to the bathroom with bare feet, filled a jar of warm water, then picked up Qu An's razor, raised his wrist, and gestured for the arteries in his wrist.

"No-no-Emperor! You can't do this! You can't!"

The Emperor of Heaven, who hadn't answered all this time, spoke. He raised his head and faced the mirror. In the mirror, there was a face with a sneer, but his eyes were full of panic.

Then he watched himself open his mouth and spit out cold words.

"Bamboo, do you know?"

"As the emperor of heaven, as the supreme god who is in charge of the three thousand worlds in the sky and the world, he must do it to eliminate all emotions and six desires."

"So... son... must..."

Zhu Chong didn't hear the rest of the words clearly, he found himself ejected by this body, floating lightly in the sky, his figure could not be reflected in the mirror.

He just floated like this, looking at his former body, holding the razor that Bi An often used, and slashed fiercely at his wrist, and cut again, the dark red blood dripped down his wrist It fell to the ground, but the person occupying that body was still smiling at the mirror, and then, step by step, he stepped into the bathtub filled with warm water, and then lay down in it.

Before closing his eyes, Lang Zhu, who was lying in the bathtub, raised his head and smiled in the direction of the bamboo floating.

Then the man closed his eyes and dropped his hand weakly.

Zhuxun's heart and liver cracked violently, he leaned over and wanted to rush back into his body again and again, but was bounced back again and again, each impact seemed to shock his soul with electricity, causing him severe pain all over his body.

"No... you can't do this... you can't treat Bi An like this... you can't... you can't!!"

Zhuqian burst into tears, but he couldn't do anything, he could only float aside, watching the water in the bathtub was stained red with blood, and watching his body stop breathing with the passage of time.

Bamboo had been standing there lightly, with a headache as if it was about to explode. After some time, he heard the sound of the door opening.

Bi An is back...

No!do not come!do not look!

Zhu Xun wanted to stop Zhang Jinxing's footsteps, but he couldn't do anything except pass through Zhang Jinxing's body again and again.

He watched Zhang Jinxing push open the bathroom door, and then lost consciousness.

It has been a long time since Zhang Jinxing stayed in the company so honestly for a day. He returned home with a feeling of apprehension. When he opened the door, his heart was still beating violently. look, ask him if he is tired?Have you eaten?

He hoped to be able to kiss him and hug him. He thought a lot, but he didn't expect that what he saw was a cold corpse lying in bloody water.

Zhang Jinxing thought he was wrong, he even thought he was dreaming, his knees softened, and he knelt down, the bathroom was filled with a faint smell of blood.

Zhang Jinxing walked over on his knees, as if he still didn't believe it, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, tapped a tank full of cold blood, put it to his mouth to taste it, then stood up slightly and touched the cold lips of the bamboo stick with his lips.

A drop of water smashed into the bloody water, creating circle after circle of ripples, and then drop after drop, continuously smashing circle after circle of ripples on the surface of the bloody water.

This man, who had always been iron-blooded, knelt by the bathtub, crying like a child.

Then he stretched out his hand, pulled Zhuchang's body into his arms from the water, and hugged him out, just like this step by step, holding Zhuchang's already cold and wet body, walked to the bedroom, and put it on the bed.

Then Zhang Jinxing curled up next to Zhuzhen like a child, choked up, trembling and murmured: "Do you think you can get rid of me like this..."

"I won't let go..."

"Never!"

The mysterious disappearance of the head of the Zhang family caused a sensation in the entire city of B. Along with the disappearance of the head of the Zhang family, there was also a huge amount of wealth. Five years or ten years later, the Zhang family's advocacy of being cautious was forgotten by everyone.

Located in a small town in the far north of the motherland, there lived a strange old man.

He has no children and lives in the hut he built at the foot of the snow-capped mountains every day. Except for necessary purchases, he never goes out. People in the town tell their children to stay away from that strange old man, saying that he is crazy. , the children also thought that the old man was some kind of monster, and stayed away from the house at the foot of the mountain.

It was a very simple wooden house, and it was cold inside. An old man with white hair was sitting next to the only heat source in the house, a small fireplace. Except for a small area near the fireplace, the surrounding area was cold.

After a while, the old man stood up tremblingly. He walked very slowly, but his back was straight. He opened a secret door and walked down the dark stairs.

The further you go down, the colder it gets, but the strange old man didn't notice it.

He carried a kerosene lamp, which illuminated the basement of the cabin.

The basement was empty except for a crystal clear ice coffin.

Lying inside was Lang Zhu who still kept his youthful appearance.

The strange old man put the kerosene lamp aside, walked over tremblingly, lay down in the ice coffin, snuggled up next to the cold and stiff corpse like a child, held the corpse's hand tightly, and moved extremely skillfully, as if this movement Did it countless times.

It wasn't until the kerosene lamp was gradually extinguished that the basement became colder and colder. After a long time, there was a faint sigh in the dark and cold basement.

"Xiao Zhu, I'm here to accompany you."

Heaven and earth, but that's all.