Today's script is not quite right [Transmigration Book]

Five days later.

A ray of light golden sunlight penetrated the window, revealing the dust floating in the air, and the dusty quilt was arched into a small round bag by the person hiding under it.

When Shen Yan walked in from the outside, he almost thought he saw a lonely grave.

He frowned, opened the cabinet and rummaged, this is not his home, and he couldn't find a spare quilt at all, Shen Yan walked back, took out a sky blue quilt of his own from the Qiankun bag, and covered it lightly on top.

The small tomb turned into a refreshing blue ocean, as if it made the pale face of the sleeping person on the bed a little rosy.

They have been at Cao's house for five days.

Lu Yang and Gu Wangyou were also in a coma for five days. If they were not still breathing, everyone would have thought they were dead.

Shen Yan sat on the side of the bed, tucked the corners of the quilt for Lu Yang, and brushed a strand of mischievous hair away from Lu Yang's face, revealing his smooth and fair face.

Shen Yan's expression was rarely tired. He rubbed the center of his brows, uncontrollably remembering his heart stopped five days ago when they rushed to the backyard of Cao's house and saw Lu Yang lying on the ground whose life and death were unknown.

It was exactly the same as that night 18 years ago.

Before Shen Yan and Jiang Feng were brought to the Luoshan School, as Xiao Di said, they were ordinary peasant children.Ordinary small mountain village, a simple family of three, living in poverty but rich and happy.

However, it all ended 18 years ago.

Shen Yan can't remember the specific process. At that time, he and Jiang Feng were only half-grown children. The biggest thing every day was to memorize the homework left by the master in the village, and to remove the miscellaneous vegetables in the vegetable field at home. The cricket that arrived was still hiding under the bed, and my parents didn't find it.

Later, the cricket was never found by his parents, because they had no chance to sneak into his room when the moon was on the branch, and tucked him in the quilt. The crickets chirped.

If the surviving memory is correct, that nightmare started with a flash of fire, and the sound of horseshoes that could wake Shen Yan who couldn't even be woken up by thunder.

The young Shen Yan was sitting on the bed alone, shivering with the quilt in his arms, looking out the window at the continuous fire light, and the shadow of sword, light and sword that was even more radiant than the moonlight.

Afterwards, it was the uncle next door who brought Jiang Feng over, and mother stuffed the two of them into the small pit under the bed and told them not to come out no matter what happened.

Xiao Shenyan was very scared, hugged his mother and refused to let her go, but he always followed his mother, but like a different person, he forcibly pulled Shen Yan's hand away and pushed her into the ground. pit.

To this day, Shen Yan can still remember that his mother looked at his tear-filled eyes before closing the wooden door that blocked the pit.

That night, Xiao Shenyan and Xiao Jiang Feng hugged each other and spent the first sleepless night in their lives full of fear and tears.

That year, Shen Yan was five years old.

At that time, Shen Yan was not as taciturn as he is now. Although he was a little more mature than his peers since he was a child, at least he still maintained the innocence of a teenager.

18 years ago, Shen Yan could laugh, cry, make trouble, and pester his mother for a gentle hug.

18 years later, Shen Yan no longer laughs, cries, or makes trouble. As for the person who can give him a hug, he has already turned into a handful of loess, and he will never have the opportunity to tap his little nose. While he was in his arms, he stuffed him with a soft, sweet osmanthus cake.

Shen Yan raised his head and blinked vigorously.

He hadn't recalled the past for a long time, if he hadn't seen Lu Yang lying on the ground five days ago, as if he had lost his breath, this memory would definitely continue to be sealed in his mind, not even a sliver of it would be revealed .

outside the hospital.

Jiang Feng was about to walk into the house with a bag of herbs when a girl in a lotus root pink dress suddenly stopped him, "Young Master, stay a step."

"What's the matter, girl?" Jiang Feng stood still and looked at her.

The girl walked up to Jiang Feng, looked at Jiang Feng's face carefully, and pointed out, "It's nothing, I just think that the young master looks like an old friend of mine."

Jiang Feng often heard such words when he was molested by senior sisters from all walks of life in the teacher's gate. He heard it again at the foot of the mountain. wonderful."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Feng turned his head and walked into the courtyard.

The girl in the lotus root pink dress stood at the gate of the yard, looked at Jiang Feng's back, and shouted again, "Master!"

Jiang Feng turned around helplessly, "Is there something else, girl?"

"My daughter's name is Qin Qianyue. I don't know your son's name?" Qin Qianyue's eyes were burning, and her voice like a clear bell made people feel comfortable.

Jiang Feng smiled, "I am Jiang Feng."

Qin Qianyue seemed a little surprised, "My surname is Jiang?"

Jiang Feng nodded, "Yes."

Qin Qianyue frowned, she bit her lower lip, as if troubled by some problem.

Jiang Feng said, "Girl, if I have nothing else to do, I will leave first."

Qin Qianyue pursed her lips and nodded at Jiang Feng, "Goodbye, my lord."

Jiang Feng nodded, "Girl, go back earlier."

Jiang Feng pushed open the door and was not surprised to see Shen Yan sitting by the bed staring at Lu Yang. He took a light breath and looked away.

Although he said he was going to give up Lu Yang at the beginning, in fact, Jiang Feng still felt a little bit uneasy in his heart. This kind of heart can only be lost slowly with time, not overnight.

Jiang Feng divided half of the medicine in his hand and put it on the table, "Ah Yan, it's time to change the medicine."

Shen Yan turned his head and walked towards this side.

Jiang Feng packed up the remaining half of the herbs, "I'll go and deliver the medicine to Mr. Gu."

Shen Yan nodded, took out the mortar with no expression on his face, put the herbs in order, and pounded them carefully with the pestle.

Before going out, Jiang Feng glanced at Shen Yan again, and said, "I heard from the doctor that they should wake up in a few days."

Shen Yan didn't speak, and buried his head in making medicine. Jiang Feng sighed, opened the door and walked out.

He knew Shen Yan well and had the same experience as Shen Yan, so he naturally knew why Shen Yan was in such a bad mood recently.

He wanted to comfort Shen Yan, but at the same time he knew that Shen Yan didn't need his comfort.

Since more than ten years ago, his friend has grown up at a frightening speed, mature in mind, and invincible.

At least it looks invincible.

To be honest, Jiang Feng was very grateful to Lu Yang.

Before entering the secret realm, Shen Yan's character became more and more indifferent and silent, and he loved to sit in a daze by himself more and more. Sometimes even he and himself would not speak a word for a long time, gradually turning into a stone man Same.

Jiang Feng panicked and found ways to mediate, but Shen Yan still closed himself more and more day by day.

Even in the secret realm, Jiang Feng felt more than once that he would lose his only remaining friend after losing his parents.

Shen Yan's kung fu is very high, no matter before going up the mountain or after going up the mountain, he is the one who is most likely to scare the enemy.But the enemies are afraid of him, not only because he is powerful, but also because he fights hard.

In the past, he might have restrained himself a bit, but when he entered the secret realm, Shen Yan would hardly do any defense anymore, and would only attack with all his heart, using the most desperate fighting style to defeat the enemy.

Not only that, but he often used the method of exchanging his life for his own to save his fellow disciples. If they weren't by his side, Shen Yan might not be able to come back alive in the secret realm.

Jiang Feng knew why Shen Yan was like this, so he couldn't persuade him. He could only watch his friend gradually blur the boundary between himself and death.

At this time, Lu Yang suddenly changed his temperament, and with a strong momentum, he drew the boundary between Shen Yan and death deeper, and brought him back to the world of life-saving.

So this is one of the reasons why Jiang Feng gave up so quickly. He didn't want to lose Lu Yang, let alone Shen Yan, so before his feelings became too strong to be indispensable, it was the best way to cut them off as soon as possible. .

Shen Yan was pounding the medicine quietly in the room, the stone mortar and the pestle collided together, making rhythmic knocking sounds, the dark green medicine juice gradually became greasy on the bottom of the mortar, Shen Yan took out a porcelain bowl, poured the small amount of juice Poured in.

When Lu Yang and Gu Wangyou fought with others, they left many terrible wounds on their bodies. These days, Shen Yan changed Lu Yang's dressing every day.

At this time, he also lifted Lu Yang's quilt very easily, and then untied his thin wrapping clothes. Shen Yan helped Lu Yang up and sat behind him, so that Lu Yang could lean into his arms softly, It is convenient for him to apply medicine to the wound on Lu Yang's chest.

Shen Yan would never be able to do this kind of posture before, he was not used to physical contact with people, and even avoided touching them carelessly.

But the person in his arms broke this habit inexplicably. He didn't know when he started to accept skin-to-skin kisses with him. Anyway, by the time he realized it, they had touched each other many times.

Most of Lu Yang's wounds were concentrated on his chest. Shen Yan first untied the cotton bandage he had used before to expose the wound, then dipped the cotton cloth with the medicine, and slowly wiped it back on Lu Yang little by little.

The dark medicinal liquid accidentally dripped on Lu Yang's milky white chest, which looked psychedelic and sexy.

Shen Yan stared at the little medicine bead dripping on his chest, and suddenly breathed out uncontrollably, making it move forward, covering a small red bump.

After that, Shen Yan was stunned.

Then blushed.

My ears also had a fever.

……

Lu Yang had a very long dream.

In the dream, there is Ultraman Tiga who saves the world, there are also mosquitoes that secretly fly to the big toe to eat red soup in summer, and there are soft lullabies before every night in childhood.

There are the speeches at the university graduation ceremony, there are the round-faced cousins ​​who love to wear Lolita, and there are BL novels piled up on the entire wall.

Lu Yang laughed and made noises in his dream, reliving the happiest story of the first half of his life.

Such happiness made him not want to wake up for a while.

But at the end of the dream, it is extremely real, memory.

It is the colorful Rubik's Cube rolling on the road, the SpongeBob SquarePants hydrogen balloon flying into the sky, and the row of colorful swings in the street park.

And the harsh sound of brakes, the dusty black high-heeled shoes, and the woman in red who was slumped to the ground without making a sound.

And, little Lu Yang who sat in a pool of blood and burst into tears.

That year, Lu Yang was five years old.

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