I Destined You [Quick Transmigration]

He Mo's college entrance examination is over.

A lot of things happened in the period before this, the most important thing is He Yuhua's attitude.After he knew about He Mo's condition, it was useless for He Mo to remain silent. In the end, both He Mo and He Yuhua compromised at the same time.

Another thing is that Lin Lai also came here once, and he gave He Mo a bracelet, saying that it could suppress the latent resentment in his body.He Mo refused to wear it, but after Lin Lai said that Xiao Lan insisted on letting him wear it, He Mo still put on the bracelet.

After wearing that string of bracelets, Xiao Lan discovered that He Mo was not the only person affected, but also him.The bracelet seemed to contain more power than Xiao Lan imagined, he couldn't get close to He Mo who was wearing the bracelet, let alone possess him.The other thing is that the string of bracelets seems to be weakening his strength at the same time, day by day he feels that his strength is sharply decreasing, and the ghost's body feels tired and weak on its own.

I'm afraid Lin Lai only said half of what he said, maybe this bracelet can not only help He Mo, but also purify him by the way.But Xiao Lan didn't tell He Mo that when he was tired, he would sit and sleep for a while.In fact, this is also very good, as a ghost, he can finally sleep, instead of staring at He Mo like an idiot every day and night.

He Mo also seemed to be aware of this, but he didn't say anything, he just took off the bracelet and threw it aside while cooking, so that Xiao Lan could possess him.After that, He Mo would still wear the bracelet, Xiao Lan was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask.

[When will I receive the admission letter]

Xiao Lan felt that he was also like a parent, and when He Mo took the exam, he also felt that he and the logistics army were about to go to the battlefield to help.Now that the exam is over, Xiao Lan began to hope that Xiao Lan could get into a good university.

"You can't see it anymore, it will be sent to He Yuhua." That's what He Mo replied at that time.

Xiao Lan was dumbfounded, why the admission notice was sent to He Yuhua, he found that he couldn't understand He Mo more and more in the past few days.Some of He Mo's actions really made him confused. Did he finally decide to recognize his relatives?

"Give this to him too." He Mo took out the photo from the drawer, it was the family portrait.In He Mo's eyebrows and eyes, there is Xiao Lan's incomprehensible shadow, obscure, "Let him keep it well."

"Xiao Lan, it will be your birthday in a few days." He Mo's next sentence moved too quickly, making it difficult for Xiao Lan to react suddenly.Birthday, [Xiao Lan]'s birthday, so He Mo is going to help him celebrate his birthday?

"Is there anything you want." Although He Mo asked, Xiao Lan didn't want anything, and he didn't even know what else he needed as a resentful spirit.

"I do want something." He Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

The voice was unhurried, and accompanied by the dense lights, it melted into the silent night.

On Xiao Lan's birthday, a fire broke out.When Xiao Lan fell into a coma due to the bracelet, he was awakened by He Mo.The moment I woke up, I could only hear the whimpering of the wind fanning the dazzling flames, sparks jumping wantonly, and heat waves filled the entire space.Shocked, Xiao Lan wanted He Mo to escape quickly, but only saw He Mo sitting by the table with a cake on it.

Xiao Lan stood there, his heart seemed to sink little by little as the light of the fire faded.

That young man just sat there indifferently, but it was as if he was standing on the other side of the world far away, and the light of the flames could not be reflected in his cold eyes, only the candles in his hands.He Mo inserted sixteen candles with his own hands, and lit each one again. The light of the faint candles could not be seen in a trance under the surrounding firelight.

There seemed to be a crackling sound behind him. He Mo turned his head and saw the red and gold fire dragon on the curtain. The dazzling flames filled his sight, and the blooming lily of the valley flower in the window was also caught in the flames inside.

The lily of the valley bloomed in May with the spring breeze, but when Zhaohua was in full bloom, it was ignited to ashes in the firelight.

If Xiao Lan was the flower that He Mo held in his palm, then the person who destroyed the flower could only be He Mo.

"Xiao Lan, happy birthday." He Mo finished lighting the candles, then turned his head to look in the direction of Xiao Lan.

Sixteen Candles, 16.

Xiao Lan three years ago, his birthday three years later.

"Come here." The increasingly frightening heat waves around him, and the roar of the flames, seemed unable to resist He Mo's soft call.This was the first time, Xiao Lan walked over without hesitation, it seemed to be deeply imprinted in his mind.

Xiao Lan just watched quietly.Watching He Mo sing the happy birthday song without a tone, watching He Mo seriously close his eyes and make a wish, watching He Mo blow out all the candles.In He Mo's eyes, the fiery light was dyed in the depths of his pupils with two clusters of bright flames, like the gentleness settled in his eyes.

"I want to see you."

This is the second time Xiao Lan heard this sentence from He Mo.

Xiao Lan remained silent, it seemed that he no longer dared to look into He Mo's eyes, and shifted his gaze to He Mo's back freely.Then, He Mo's eyes widened suddenly, and his gaze spread to the mirror behind Xiao Lan, and a small figure suddenly appeared in the mirror reflecting the firelight.

Xiao Lan seemed to feel something, he turned around slowly.His eyes suddenly fell on the figure in the mirror, with messy hair, pale cheeks with scars, and blood-stained shirt.Once in that small body, it seemed that there was boundless energy in that predestined relationship, but now he only saw sickly weakness and paleness.

"I saw you." At such a desperate moment, He Mo finally saw Xiao Lan through the mirror.

The air became tense, as if compressed together, it was about to burst at any moment, sparks were wanton.Xiao Lan raised his face subconsciously, He Mo's eyes seemed to fall from a height of [-] meters, and directly hit his eyes from the mirror.

"He Mo." Xiao Lan called out his name as if following his heart.

"I heard you too." He Mo and Xiao Lan's eyes met, the floating breath passed through the dusty air to He Mo's senses, but for a moment he almost forgot to breathe, only felt the heart in his chest The beating sound.

He Mo stretched out his hand, and his knuckle-boned hand just touched Xiao Lan's forehead in the mirror.At that moment, it seemed that all the numb feelings regained their color, and they flooded into his mind vividly, sweeping over all the emotions He Mo was trying to bury.

As if he touched Xiao Lan's skin through the mirror, his shallow eyes just stared at the young man named Xiao Lan in front of him.His fingertips lightly touched the outline of the boy's hair, as if a kind of temptation of the trajectory, let his fingers fall along the hair, caressed the corners of the boy's eyes, and touched his cheek.

Want to really touch him, soft hair, gentle breathing, warm palm, as long as it is owned by Xiao Lan, He Mo wants to touch it.He wants to own this person, this person's past, present, and exhausted future, he wants to possess.

"Don't you want to say something?" He Mo laughed and asked Xiao Lan who was in a daze in the mirror.

Finally He Mo could hear Xiao Lan's words, Xiao Lan had a lot to say at this moment.On weekdays, those words that I want to write down, words that I want to talk nonsense, words that I want to seriously discuss and argue about life with He Mo.But at this moment, no matter how many words there are, Xiao Lan can't say them.He could only stand quietly behind He Mo, looking at himself reflected in the mirror, but He Mo's eyes had never been as soft as this moment.

"Aren't you happy?" He Mo put down his hand slowly, but his gaze remained on Xiao Lan, "I said that my life is yours."

Now, He Mo asked Xiao Lan for enough time.

Xiao Lan opened his mouth hesitantly, obviously he should feel relaxed, He Mo is just a stranger passing by, they are not in the same world, he has even taken enough time from this boy for more than nine years.He should be happy, everything here will end with this fire, maybe soon he can go back to the past, forget everything, and start again.

Yet nothing.

He raised his eyes and looked at the familiar scene immersed in the firelight, Xiao Lan was dumbfounded, He Mo was about to die.Then Xiao Lan would never hear this person's voice again, and the tone, pauses and sarcasm that he was so familiar with that could be easily imitated were all gone.Xiao Lan felt an inch of dull pain spreading from the bottom of his heart, from the atrium to every inch of bone in his body. There was a feeling of complete disappointment, as if he was the only one who was about to be thrown into another world.

"What's there to be happy about?" Xiao Lan said in a low voice, he was about to die, yet he was still happy.

At that moment, there was a strong wind in the house, the flames were raging, and the dust and smoke were flying. He Mo narrowed his eyes uncomfortably. When he opened his eyes again, he only saw a passage.The flames receded, the boards scorched, a path to the gate.

"You can choose to leave." Xiao Lan said so.

He Mo's face turned cold, his side face looked like a stable statue in the flickering firelight, those eyes that were always icy cold were filled with an inconceivable blackness, but unshakably invaded Xiao Lan's nerves .

"Or—" Xiao Lan said softly.

The other is a dead end, a road of no return that cannot be turned back.

But if this is the road that He Mo wants Xiao Lan to walk with him, then it must be an end that has nothing to do with the "end".

That being the case, then Xiao Lan will give He Mo a way back.

"He Mo, I'll take you home." Xiao Lan's voice was choked, and then he smiled with his lips pursed.

In a simple sentence, all breathing, heartbeat and thoughts are like a drop of water, returning to the vast ocean.

The frail and cold boy curled up his lips and smiled in the firelight.

It was the first time for him to show such a relaxed expression.There is no usual coldness, sarcasm, and hatred, it seems to have let go of all the heart, all the shackles, and all the darkness, but this kind of smile is so gentle that Xiao Lan feels heartache.

Xiao Lan has never seen He Mo show such an expression, his dark eyes are filled with scorching fire, as if he wants to include him into his world.He Mo's gaze is like a thin but long line, Xiao Lan can't see the beginning of that line, but knows that the end of its extension must belong to him.

For as long as a century, Xiao Lan walked over to He Mo.

He strode over, his transparent hand passed through He Mo's body, Xiao Lan closed his eyes and attached He Mo's body for the last time.He opened his eyes, only to see the figure of [He Mo] swaying in the firelight in the mirror.

He has the memory of that [Xiao Lan], and at this moment he can't tell who he is now.

Xiao Lan didn't know where his soul would take, only the regret that spread in his chest.

Sorry it's been so long--

Failing to eat together at the same table, two pairs of bowls and chopsticks, sitting face to face while chatting and eating; Failing to go out together, walking slowly on any street side by side; Failing to touch each other once Even at the end, Xiao Lan never dared to say goodbye to He Mo himself.

He looked at the mirror, and it was He Mo's face. With a very pious heart, he wanted to try his best to remember He Mo's face, but the more he tried at this time, the more he felt that the emotion that memory could carry became more and more of blur.

This is just one of the worlds, and He Mo thought they were about to embark on the same path.But Xiao Lan knew that this was only his first road, and he didn't know where the next place he was about to go would be.

Xiao Lan looked at He Mo in the mirror, looked at those dark eyes, obviously he was the one occupying the body at this time, but looking at himself in the mirror, he seemed to be about to drown in He Mo's world.

"He Mo, goodbye."

Xiao Lan slowly raised the corners of his lips, and walked towards the center where the flames were the brightest.

Everything settled in the sea of ​​flames and ended in silence.

Volume Two: Sin Slaves and Nobles