[Quick Transmigration] On how to use the charm of personality to conquer the old attack of amnesia

The orange solvent was shaking in the test tube, Cheng Shu stared at the solvent flowing down the glass rod, his legs suddenly went limp, the scene in front of him turned yellow, and his chest felt nauseated with oppression.

The young man barely set the test tube upright, propped his hands on the table and gasped for breath.

Song Liuguang's body is barely able to do anything else, but the problem of hypoglycemia is unbearable, and he becomes dizzy and black-eyed after missing a meal for a while, and there is no chance of easing up when he erupts. Cheng Shu leaned against the edge of the experimental table and scanned the white environment.

In order to maintain a sterile environment in the laboratory, there were no fabric stools, so Cheng Shu couldn't find a place to sit when his eyes were bright and dark.

With shaking hands, he went into his pocket to touch the candy that Qiao Yu usually prepared for him, planning to sit on the floor to rest for a while, when his fingers touched the empty bag, he was dazed.

Yeah, what was he thinking.

Qiao Yu was unhappy in the morning, so he definitely wouldn't remember to put candy in his pocket, and he usually doesn't have a memory, so he deserved it for being uncomfortable.

But there is a place in my heart that hurts more than the dull chest and dizzy head, as if a fierce little beast is biting the flesh and blood inside, the young man's hands on the table can no longer support it, relying entirely on gravity The body fell, and the fingers loosened slightly, the only consciousness relieved the momentum of the fall.

Then came darkness.

......

Zhao Xianfeng, who was just about to go out, saw that Mr. Qiao's expression was not good, and he was still holding two candies in his hand, so he asked a little strangely: "Will Mr. Qiao not give something to Mr. Song?"

Qiao Yu looked at the things in his hand, and said softly: "Forget it, I have already told the cafeteria to send breakfast to Liu Guang's place, it should be no problem until noon, let's go first."

"it is good."

......

The voices of others were faintly heard, like buzzing bees.

Cheng Shu opened his eyes, and what he saw was white.

The speaking voice became clearer, but suddenly the pitch became higher again. Someone jumped on him and said happily, "Liu Guang, you're awake!"

The voice next to him who had been talking to him said sarcastically: "Okay, it's just hypoglycemia, isn't it dead yet? Don't lie there like you have cancer."

But the man still stubbornly wrapped his hands around the young man's waist and refused to let go.

The fog in front of Cheng Shu's eyes slowly dissipated, but the one lying in front of him was not Qiao Yu, but Song Yimu.

He frowned, and there was still an infusion sticker with a hanging bottle in his hand. Bai Lin and Bai Ci were standing together and talking about something just now, and now they were both frowning and looking at him.

It was only then that Cheng Shu remembered the reason why he felt Bai Lin was familiar with him before, and it turned out to be like this.

Song Yimu smiled and said, "Liu Guang, you scared me to death before."

Cheng Shu hummed lightly, turned his head to look at the surrounding environment, but it was not a hospital, but a room similar to his laboratory layout.

Bai Lin said: "Don't look at it. If I hadn't found you in the lab, you would have died a long time ago. This is my lab. Don't overthink it."

Bai Ci snorted coldly.

Among the few people, only Song Yimu was still smiling, and he said, "Liu Guang, what's wrong with you now?"

Cheng Shu didn't answer him, but said softly: "Thank you."

Song Yimu was taken aback, his smile froze on his face, and he quickly tried to make himself look better, "You don't need to thank me, Liu Guang."

"I have to say, please."

The man's face turned cold, "Song Liuguang, that's not what I want to hear."

Cheng Shu frowned slightly, "Mr. Song, what do you want to hear?"

Song Yimu took a step closer to him, with handsome eyebrows, and at this moment he seemed to have become the invincible man before the doomsday.

Song Yimu said: "What do I want to hear? What I want to hear is that you still care about me, you can still think of me, you are willing to be with me, even if you die, you still want to be with me."

Cheng Shu laughed, and he said, "Please tell me first."

The man's eyes were dark, but suddenly lightened up slightly at this moment, and he said, "Okay."

Song Yimu held Cheng Shu's wrist, knelt by the bed, and said, "I've always cared about you, always thought of you, no matter what time I want to be with you forever, I want to accompany you from life to death, only you .”

His eyes were fixed on Cheng Shu all the time, and he didn't seem to feel that what he said was so affectionate, but the person in front of him was the only one in his heart.

Cheng Shu still smiled, his face was pale, his voice was soft and low, he said, "Song Liuguang used to wish he could hear these words."

Song Yimu said: "I say now, is it too late?"

Cheng Shu pursed his lips.

"It's too late."

It was too late, when Cheng Shu left, all the energy of this small world would be absorbed by Qiao Yu, and Song Yimu, his Song Liuguang would never come back.

Cheng Shu lowered his eyes heavily, as if he was extremely sleepy. Bai Ci who was standing over there was gnashing his teeth so that people could hear the painful creaking sound, while Bai Lin was standing next to him, fiddling with the instruments on the table, Song Yimu Leaning against Cheng Shu's bed as if in a daze.

After a while, Bai Lin came over with a bunch of things jingling, and Cheng Shu glanced over, and found that the items on it were all surgical instruments.

Song Yimu seemed to have just come to his senses at this moment, he suddenly recovered and stood in front of Cheng Shu's bed, he said: "You can't do this, Liu Guang is still weak now."

Bai Lin sneered and said, "Song Yimu, you must be out of your mind. Hypoglycemia can be considered a serious illness, and don't think I'm such a fool. Remember what you promised me before? Huh?"

Song Yimu's face turned pale, and he said, "Can't you use mine...?"

Bai Lin said impatiently: "Do you think anyone can pick up trash on the street? Song Yimu, can I ask you to get out of the way?"

Cheng Shu watched the two stalemate, and said, "What do you want?"

Bai Lin snorted and said, "It's just drawing some blood from you, you won't be afraid, will you?"

Cheng Shu said, "Bai Lin, which one needs a scalpel and gauze to draw blood?"

The man froze for a moment, then put the scalpel, gauze and a bunch of scattered things back on the table there, and said, "I'm used to it, I usually take so much at once."

Cheng Shu: "..."

He didn't believe Bai Lin's nonsense at all, but he still frowned and asked, "What do you want my blood for?"

Bai Lin: "Hey the dog."

Cheng Shu said: "Then you don't want it."

But Bai Lin laughed: "You think the hole in the infusion sticker on your hand is only filled with glucose? Song Liuguang has a sinister heart. Why don't you understand after working on the road for so many years?"

Cheng Shu also felt a sense of numbness coming from his body before, but he thought it was just a normal muscle reaction, but he didn't expect the reason to be here.

He said, "What did you and Song Yimu say?"

Bai Lin didn't speak anymore, but just came over with a blood drawing tube, with a blood bag underneath.

When Cheng Shu saw the blood bag, he felt that his head was too big, and it was obviously more than that. If the blood bag was [-]% full and his eyes were black again, Bai Lin obviously didn't include nutritious food, so people don't know what to say.

The young man said, "Are you full?"

Bai Lin nodded: "It's full."

Cheng Shu said: "Are you not afraid that the injection just now will affect the purity of the blood?"

Bai Lin said: "The secret system can be extracted."

Cheng Shu: "Okay, it's up to you."

Resistance was obviously ineffective, and Cheng Shu felt that it was better for him to lie down and wait. When the needle was inserted into his vein, it hurt slightly, and dark red blood flowed out of the tube towards the blood bag.

The numbness felt all over his body became heavier, the young man's eyelids sank, the mist in front of his eyes became hazy, and he fell into a deep sleep again.

It's just that this time it's not so peaceful, it seems that the past time is turbulently turned up, roaring and roaring in his heart, first, Qin Su in the barracks, he said: "I will always be with you, and I will always love you. "

After a while, the sky was dark again, and the air seemed never to be warm. Little Cairns was still a dumpling, solemnly as if making an oath, and said word by word: "No matter how long the time is, I will always be with the teacher, always be with you you."

The corners of Cheng Shu's mouth curled up, and he wanted to reach out to touch his head, but before he touched it, he saw a change in the scene in front of him.

There was a dense crowd of people under the stage, and the man in front of him frowned and smiled: "It doesn't matter if you never see, I will be your eyes."

The young man froze in place, but this time he couldn't even reach out.

The scene in front of him was lifted like yellow sand, and it was another place, full of flesh and blood, with a pungent smell.

The man in front of him cried and said with a mournful face: "Fuck, why did this kind of thing have to happen before I got married? My wife is so beautiful and we haven't consummated the marriage yet."

I couldn't help it, I wanted to rub his hair to see if it was as soft as in my memory, but the scene in front of me changed again before I stretched out my hand.

For a while, he was looking at his back from a distance, and for a while, he was lying on the bed with his back facing him. No need, you can drink it yourself." Frowning eyebrows.

Cheng Shu's heart fluttered and he didn't know where he was going.

Which one is his Qiao Yu, and which one is his lover?

In the end, my own thoughts also slowly sank, and the last thing I remembered was Liu Zhuo's sigh, which seemed to be right next to my ear, and seemed to be far away, rubbing against his eardrums, hot and cold at times.

Don't want to...wait any longer.