Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

Di Lan never confessed to Lynch.

He is an actor.

He was very careful not to scare Lynch away, so he never let Lynch know how important Lynch was to him.

His love is insignificant, and maybe it can also be the bargaining chip that makes Lynch hold the last trace of nostalgia for this world.

This time, Di Lan wanted to fight for it with all her strength.

Half of Lynch's face was blushing, and he couldn't move. The hands they were holding were so slippery that they couldn't separate. Di Lan approached slightly, covering Lynch with his aura. He said clearly: "I love you."

'I love you' are three words that most people have a hard time saying in real life.

Love is restrained and reserved. No matter how strong the love is, it seems that it is not so precious after being spoken out, and it is vulgar.

Di Lan didn't intend to do that again. He wanted to let Lynch know clearly that he loved Lynch and how important Lynch was in his heart. Even if it seemed vulgar, he would say, "Lynch, I love you , from the first time I saw you, I fell in love with you, you are very important to me, I can't do without you..."

Lynch pulled out his hand abruptly, turned his face away and took a deep breath.

Di Lan held back the remaining words, looked at Lynch's back slightly, and said cautiously: "Don't worry, I will act well, and I will do everything you ask me to do, not because of my special feelings for you If it affects work, I will also be very careful, so that no one will have the opportunity to use this matter to attack you. If you don’t want to respond, then don’t respond. I can do it. I just want to tell you that I love you. thing."

The living room was very quiet, only the sound of wine glasses shaking could be heard. After a while, Lynch straightened up, his back straightened, "...you talk a lot."

Di Lan said: "Although I love you very much, I really can't change it because I talk too much. As soon as I see you, I have so many things I want to tell you."

Lynch raised his hand and coughed lightly on his lips, "There are many sexual orientations like yours in this circle. You are cautious in your words and deeds. I don't want to see scandals on my artist."

After speaking, he turned directly into the corridor, and after a while, Di Lan heard the sound of Lynch opening and closing the door.

Lynch's evasion was within his expectation, and Di Lan didn't expect Lynch to agree to him in the first confession, he just wanted to convey to Lynch how much he cared about Lynch.

Lynch entered the room and leaned his back against the door, his whole face was burning. He raised the back of his hand and pressed it on his face to try to cool down. Recalling Di Lan's confession just now, his heart beat wildly.

Even Lynch, who is set so indifferently in this world, should not be able to resist it.

Pure passion to the point of blinding love.

Lynch raised his head and exhaled softly. In this world... he only has one year left.

Too short.

Originally, he thought that he could bear the separation again and again, anyway, he would see that person again soon.

But each person is unique in the small world at the moment, and he seems to be bringing each other to a sad ending time and time again.

Lynch's face turned cold, and he secretly made up his mind.

"System, I know you are always there, but sometimes you don't want to answer me."

"After my character was eliminated by the small world, you would give me a one-minute world line every time. It's not that you are ruthless and only give me one minute, but that you can't take more time, right? ?”

The system is silent.

"The world where I completed the mission should be in normal operation, but every time I go to the next world, I can always meet him again. Even if there is a time difference between the big and small worlds, it can't be such a coincidence, right?"

"What happened to those worlds after I left? Can you tell me?"

"I always thought you were not very smart." The system said slowly.

Lynch was not angry, and said calmly: "I'm not smart, so I experienced three worlds before I realized it."

System: "After you left, an energy transfer occurred shortly after the small world was operating normally."

Originally the hero, the character supporting the operation of the small world suddenly died suddenly, the energy of the small world collapsed, and the role of the protagonist was transferred to other characters.

System: "But it didn't explode, it can still be used, the output is just smaller."

This is in line with Lynch's guess. What he guessed was that the person followed him into the next world, and the original small world malfunctioned and stopped, or went into freezing.

If it's just a relegation, he doesn't have enough chips.

"System, can't I really stay in this world and finish with him?" Lynch said sincerely, "It's not bad for the alliance either, as long as he's still here, the energy he produces is far greater than that of the small world after it's downgraded." high."

System: "To be honest, keeping your character here consumes a lot of energy, and your suggestion is not worthwhile."

Lynch leaned against the door and slowly squatted down.

Di Lan was very afraid that he would commit suicide again, right?So I kept clinging to him, pestering him, and talking to him endlessly.

But the world has set that he will definitely die after one year, even if he doesn't commit suicide, this small world will strongly reject him and drive him out.

If you stay at home, there will be an earthquake, and if you go out, you will be crushed to death by a flower pot. Anyway, you just can’t survive.

Lynch raised his hand to cover his face, rubbed his face violently, and said aggressively: "I am responsible for the energy consumed."

System: "Don't be ridiculous, you can't afford it."

Lynch: "I, I signed a sell-off contract with the league, and I don't want salary and bonuses."

The inspiration given by Di Lan, he sold himself to the alliance, is it enough?

System: "Do you think it's worth doing this? For this... How should I say, people from different worlds? This is really an extremely stupid choice for you."

There was a bright light in Lynch's eyes, "As you said, I have always been a not very smart person."

The system was silent for a while, "Little Synthetic, don't you want to live real life anymore?"

In real life, Lynch has no friends, no family, and nothing but a job.

Lynch whispered: "I know what you mean, I won't get lost in the small world."

System: "You are lost."

Lynch: "This is my choice, and I want you to communicate my application to the league immediately."

The system was silent again, "As your auxiliary system, I am obliged to protect your safety, so - I refuse."

Lynch grabbed the fabric on his knees, looked sad, and murmured, "Don't I even have the right to choose?"

System: "Sorry."

Lynch wasn't angry either, he knew the system was for his own good.

It's just that this idea has been circling in his mind for a long time.

Especially after coming to this particularly short-lived world, that idea expanded unprecedentedly.

want to be together.

I want to get to the end well.

Lynch said softly: "System, then after I leave here, go to the alliance to apply."

The system didn't respond to him.

There was a knock on the door behind him, "Lynch, are you hungry? Have you eaten yet? I baked a cake and haven't spread the cream yet. Would you like to come out and spread the cream? It's fun."

"Don't be noisy," Lynch suppressed his cold voice, "Here we come."

Lynch changed into casual clothes at home and opened the door again to go out.

Di Lan wore an orange apron. His hair in front was a bit long, covering his forehead, so he simply tied a rubber band around his head, with a smile on his face, and his hands resting on the cooking table. The cake embryo exuded a faint fragrance. Di Lan, who just confessed affectionately, looked nonchalant, and waved to Lynch, "Come on."

Lynch was also very calm, and walked over to take a look at the cake embryo, "It looks good."

"Try?" Di Lan handed over the piping bag in her hand.

Lynch waved his hand, "Come on, I won't."

Di Lan said: "Squeeze whatever you want, and I'll wipe it off." Passing the piping bag forward again, Lynch took the piping bag hesitantly, and the two of them looked at each other once their fingers touched. The spark in his eyes flashed, Lynch lowered his head and took the piping bag, and squeezed a few buttercream flowers on the cake embryo.

The feeling of squeezing the cream was really healing, Lynch's tense mouth corners loosened unknowingly.

"Is it enough?" Lynch raised his head and said, meeting Di Lan's focused eyes again, his cheeks became hot, and he could only lower his head to avoid it.

The atmosphere between the two of them was really weird.

It's like the cream has dispersed into the air, sweet and sticky.

"Enough." Di Lan took back the piping bag from Lynch, and took a spatula to spread cream on the cake base.

Lynch was embarrassed for a while, then looked back at Di Lan applying the cream. Di Lan had slender fingers, well-defined joints, and neat movements, just like a professional. Lynch was dumbfounded, and couldn't help sighing: "You can Go play a pastry chef."

"Do you really want me to act well?" Di Lan looked up at Lynch.

Lynch nodded, "I want you to become a superstar."

Di Lan smoothed out the cream, "I would rather simply be with you."

Lynch remained silent. Why didn't he want to do this? It's just that there are tasks in this world, and he also has a deadline for leaving.

Di Lan keenly felt that Lynch's mood had sunk, put down the spatula, took the piping bag again, and wrote while talking, "I wish Lynch...forever... Lynch," Di Lan raised her head and said to Lynch : "Come on, I will write to you at the end."

"I won't write, I can't write well." Lynch declined. Di Lan simply walked over and took Lynch's arm. Lynch stood in front of the cake, and the not-so-big cake was almost filled with words. , Di Lan stuffed the piping bag into his palm, held his hand with one hand, and surrounded him with her whole body, "I'll take you."

Di Lan's pleasant smell and light breath lingered on the tip of his nose, and the sweet aroma of butter permeated the air. The warmth of Di Lan's palm came from the back of his hand, and he solemnly wrote down the word 'happy' stroke by stroke.

This is not a very pretty cake.

Although the cream was spread evenly, there were too many words on it, and it was filled to the brim, making it a bit too greedy.

——'I wish Lynch happy forever. '

Lynch stared blankly, lowering his eyelids.

"Hello host," the system's cold voice suddenly sounded, "Your application has passed the review of the alliance. Starting from this world, the character's death period will be lifted. At the same time, you have given your long life to the alliance."

After being in a trance for a moment, Lynch immediately said to the system: "Thank you system!"

System: "Happy birthday."

Di Lan was looking at the cake with satisfaction, when Lynch, who was embracing him, suddenly turned his face, his eyes shone with a light that Di Lan had never seen before, so bright that Di Lan was stunned.

"Di Lan," Lynch curled his lower lip slightly, "I'm very happy."

It's very strange, Di Lan always knew that she loved Lynch very much, but at this moment, his love suddenly surged, like the rising tide of sea water, filled his eyes from his chest, his eyes were burning hot, and in the blink of an eye , wet his eyelashes, "I... can I try a kissing scene?"

Lynch pursed his lips and turned his face away, dipped his fingers in the cream, and slightly hooked his lips, "—Get lost."