Bai Yueguang dressed as a paranoid villain [Quick Transmigration]

Killing hearts.

Yu Mu couldn't imagine how many times Wei Junyang had experienced despair in these years before he made his current decision.

He remembered that when he left this world for the first time, it was also at dawn, he was pulled up by Wei Junyang to watch the sunrise, he leaned in this person's arms, and listened to Wei Junyang babbling those words.

He still remembers Wei Junyang's cry that day.

But now Wei Junyang stopped crying and kept laughing.

But the laughter made him more sad than the crying.

The hand holding the sword couldn't help shaking.

Yu Mu stared fixedly at the young man in front of him, and then let go of the hilt of his sword.

With a bang, the bottom of the sword knocked against the boulder, only the blade was held by Wei Junyang.

"What do you mean?" Wei Junyang's eyes showed killing intent.

Obviously very dissatisfied with Yu Mu's behavior.

Yu Mu didn't speak in a hurry, but put his hand on the knot tied behind his head, and untied the drenched cloth strip round and round.

His red eyes were still weeping, his eyes were blurred, and he bit his lower lip so as not to choke too much.

Until the whole face was exposed to the air, Yu Mu threw away the cloth strip, raised his head and looked at Wei Junyang, calming down his emotions.

He said, "Wei Junyang, I'm back."

Yu Mu stepped forward to break away Wei Junyang's fingers holding the sword, being careful not to touch the place where the opponent was cut and oozing blood.

Then he gently hugged the stunned young man in front of him, and said to him, "So, don't torture yourself anymore, that's enough..."

He stroked Wei Junyang's back, "Do you still remember the wish I told you before?

"I hope you will be born in an ordinary family in the next life, with parents who love you, and brothers and sisters who take care of you. But you asked me if I would come to love you. I didn't give you an answer."

Yu Mu intensified the strength of his hug, as if he was giving Wei Junyang the strength to live.

"Now I will give you an answer.

"I will come to love you.

"I will always, always be with you."

The morning sun shone on the two of them, stretching their overlapping shadows very long.

Yu Mu choked up and said to Wei Junyang, "We can plant a fruit tree together, wait for it to take root and sprout, grow into a big tree bit by bit, and then bloom and bear fruit... You also said that you can make jam, and you can make a lot of delicious things , I haven't tried it yet...

"So, Wei Junyang, survive and live with me, okay?"

The world became extremely quiet at this moment.

Wei Junyang let Yu Mu hug him in a daze, and the other's words came to his ears, every sentence was familiar and unfamiliar.

He seemed to hear it, but he didn't seem to hear anything.

After a long, long time, he trembled suddenly and suddenly pushed Yu Mu away.

Thinking of something, he grabbed the man by the collar again.

Wei Junyang saw clearly that Yu Mu's face wet with tears coincided with the person in his memory.

Something seemed to explode in his head, Wei Junyang half opened his mouth, he couldn't believe that the Yu Mu he saw was real.

"Yu Mu?" His hands trembled uncontrollably, and his voice sounded cautious, he asked, "Are you also reborn?"

He let go of the man's collar, and turned to touch Yu Mu's face, neck, and limbs with shaking hands. He was a little incoherent, "The body is hot and has temperature. You are not a ghost, you are a human, and you are still alive..."

Wei Junyang grabbed Yu Mu's shoulder and asked him.

"Have you become a drug slave? When did it happen? A long time ago? Or just now? How did you come back? No, why are you willing to come back..."

Why are you willing to come back?

How dare you say you love me?

Don't you hate me?

Wouldn't it be nice to get rid of me?

Thinking of this, Wei Junyang curled up his fingers and retracted the hand that touched Yu Mu.

He seemed to have lost all arrogance at once.

After the ecstasy of losing and regaining, there was unimaginable desolation and tension.

"You're back, Yu Mu." He slid down the boulder, leaned against the stone wall, and faced Yu Mu, trying to squeeze out a smile, but his voice was obviously flustered, "Then you heard the story just now, I, I have also been reborn , three times, I, I thought I would never see you again, and now you are back... Haha, I, I... I didn't mean to kill so many people just now, I just, I..."

The next moment, he was embraced by Yu Mu again.

Yu Mu hugged him very hard this time.

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you." Hearing Wei Junyang talking to him in such a low voice, Yu Mu didn't feel refreshed, but felt a severe pain in his heart.

He used to complain that Wei Gouzi was mean to him, but the other party really changed, but he couldn't bear it.

"Wei Junyang, don't laugh, just cry when you feel uncomfortable, it will make you feel better when you cry..." He said, "We will put away the sword when you cry enough, and we will be together and live well, okay? "

"I……"

Wei Junyang stretched out his hand and stopped in front of Yu Mu's back, spread it out, then curled it up, and finally put it on Yu Mu's body, and grasped his clothes bit by bit.

His chin rested on Yu Mu's shoulder, his vision gradually blurred, his voice choked up, "Yu Mu, I...I miss you..."

As if he finally had the real feeling that his beloved has been resurrected, Wei Junyang buried his head deeply on Yu Mu's shoulder, and said to him, "I miss you...I miss you..."

He repeated these words over and over again until he couldn't make a sentence or cry.

The two sat beside the boulder, Wei Junyang's tears wet the fabric of Yu Mu's clothes, and under the comfort of the man, he finally cried heartily this morning.

Yu Mu patted him on the back, thinking that maybe Qi Yuan set up these brain worlds for a reason.

When he left this world, he watched the last sunrise with Wei Junyang.

But now that he came back, he watched the sunrise with Wei Junyang again.

Time seems to be deliberately connected by people.

Just like what Wei Junyang hoped for before he died.

—The two of them still have a future.