After the big brother's paper man is reborn

He was answered by Zhang Yang's deep laughter.

Zhang Yang smiled happily. "Kill you? Why did I want to kill you? Give me a reason first?"

Taking advantage of the moment when Lu Xiao was stunned, Zhang Yang picked him up and strode out.Among the eliminators who broke into Lu Xiao's room in Yanzhi Hutong tonight, only Zhang Yang didn't wrap his feet in cotton cloth, and his heavy black military boots stepped on the old wooden floor, making a groaning sound.

Lu Xiao bit his lip, struggling to jump off his arms.

On the contrary, Zhang Yang hugged him tightly with his big arms, with a faint smile in his voice. "Don't make trouble!"

This year, when they met for the first time in Yanzhi Hutong, Lu Xiao was only nine years old, and Zhang Yang was not his boyfriend yet.Zhang Yang shouldn't have recognized him!

Lu Xiao bit his light-colored cherry lips, and suddenly raised his head to ask him. "Fatty, you recognize me, right?"

Zhang Yang didn't answer him.

Probably just ignored him.

Lu Xiao asked again with reluctance: "Why did you come tonight, and why did you leave me alone? To you... it's just because I'm useful, right?"

The sound of sobbing footsteps suddenly stopped.Zhang Yang stood at the door of the living room, held Lu Xiao in his arms for three seconds in silence, and then laughed in a low voice, "What use is a paper man in a game world to me?"

Enraged by this careless words, Lu Xiao instantly looked like a little wild cat with teeth and claws, with a pale face, and asked him in a hoarse voice. "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting." Zhang Yang raised his foot and walked out again, as if he had completely lost his patience with him. "Lie down obediently and don't move, I will send you to a foster home."

After the death of his father Lu Liang, he was indeed sent to the home of Lu Liang's former friend.There, the family treated him like an enemy, beat and cursed him every day, ordered him to do all kinds of dirty things, and he broke his leg during the night of running away.

Lu Xiao struggled violently, and there was an unforgettable hatred in his voice. "I dont go!"

Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows unexpectedly. "oh?"

"If you want to send me there, I'd rather die!" Lu Xiao's immature childish voice revealed hatred, and every word was resolute. "Fatty, if you dare to send me to Liu's house, I will commit suicide immediately."

Zhang Yang frowned even tighter this time. "Fatty?"

...Fine, he shouldn't call Zhang Yang a fat man, after all, Zhang Yang is still a strong man with strong arms and eight-pack abs.

"Let me go back!" Lu Xiao bit his lower lip and looked away.

"Wait, how did you know I was going to send you to Liu Hui's house? You shouldn't be!" Zhang Yang said to himself, and then laughed in a low voice after a while. "Could it be that you have also read the script, that you are a book walker?"

Lu Xiao's hands and feet were firmly restrained by Zhang Yang's big hands. Embarrassment and impatience made his voice suddenly rise an octave. "You put me down!"

Zhang Yang was overjoyed, he held his hand upside down, and said with a low smile, "Oh, you're not very young, but you have a good temper!"

...fucking, as always, nasty!

The smoldering fire in Lu Xiao's heart surged upwards.With a hoarse voice, he used all his strength to struggle down.When his toes were about to touch the ground, his ankle was suddenly poked by Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang carelessly hugged him a little closer along his ankles, seeming to hold back a smile. "Don't be childish. Your father is dead, but you still have relatives and friends in northern Hebei who you can take refuge in. Children's families, living and dying, are not suitable for you."

"Then how is it suitable for me?"

Old and new grudges surged up all of a sudden, Lu Xiao smiled sarcastically. "Is it taken care of by you?"

Zhang Yang's footsteps paused for a moment.

At this time they had already left Lu Xiao's house in Yanzhi Hutong, the wind was cold in the open night, blowing on Lu Xiao's body, especially the ankles.

"Ah, so you actually thought of this?" Zhang Yang seemed to be extremely surprised, and seemed to be desperately trying to hold back his laughter. "How did you think of this? Could it be that you fell in love with me at first sight?"

Zhang Yang lowered his head, his deep black bottomless pupils stared at Lu Xiao motionlessly.

Lu Xiao held his breath, his heart beating extremely violently.

"No, that shouldn't be the meaning." Zhang Yang retorted again talking to himself. "You're still a child."

"I'm not young anymore!" Lu Xiao couldn't help retorting. "Of course, to an immortal monster like you, everyone is just a child, right?"

Zhang Yang choked.

The entrance of the dark alley is north-south, and the left hand corner is the Lao Deji Roast Chicken that Lu Xiao has been thinking about for many years. Now the doors and shops are closed, and the street lights flicker a few times for some reason and then go out.Lu Liang's body was still lying under the street lamp, with blood flowing into the gutter next to it, always looking bleak.

Lu Xiao's eyes fell on Lu Liang's body that gradually stopped convulsing, and his originally relaxed mood became heavy. "You killed him."

is an affirmative sentence.

Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows and curled his lips, but secretly cursed inwardly, trying to find a reasonable explanation.

The night wind chilled the faces of the two of them, and Lu Xiao, who had turned into a nine-year-old body again, curled up in Zhang Yang's arms and was quiet for a moment, and his original struggling movements also stopped.

"Yes, I killed him." Zhang Yang broke the silence with a deep voice, coughing twice in a hoarse voice. "So what are you going to do, kill me?"

Lu Xiao's fingers were convulsively buttoning the collar button of the black woolen coat on Yang's body. The dark gold copper button was cold and hard.He closed his eyes and smiled bitterly. "……I have no idea."

Zhang Yang raised his foot and walked towards the entrance of the alley again, with a casual and habitual look at the world. "You can't kill me."

He really couldn't kill Zhang Yang.

But it doesn't mean he doesn't want to.

Even when the two of them were close at a negative distance in the previous life, he couldn't stop the thought of killing Zhang Yang.Most of the hatred at that time came from the pain of intimacy.All kinds of discomfort in his body, and the follow-up after Zhang Yang fell asleep and left him staggering to clean up alone, all made him hate Zhang Yang so much.

At that time, he didn't know that Zhang Yang was related to the death of his father Lu Liang.

...so when did he start to struggle?

Lu Xiao lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes formed fine shadows in front of his eyes.He thought, maybe he was reborn after death and saw the handsome and rich Young?Or an unknown morning when Zhang Yang carefully kissed him awake in room 404 of the hotel in the deep mountains and old forests?

Or, it was when he thought Zhang Yang was dead when he was traveling through the office.

He was so tangled... he couldn't even tell when he fell in love with Zhang Yang.Is this kind of entanglement considered love?

As a system data area, does Zhang Yang really understand love?

There is a mottled asphalt road at the entrance of the alley, which has been in disrepair for a long time, and the ground is uneven.Zhang Yang stood at the intersection holding him in his arms and hesitated for a second, then looked up at the misty night. "It is going to rain."

Lu Xiao bit his lower lip lightly, hooked Zhang Yang's neck almost habitually, and raised his head with all his strength, his voice was very soft. "Fatty!"

... Zhang Yang frowned.

"If, I mean if, will you leave Hebei at any time?"

What if?From Lu Xiao’s point of view, if the main system of the fast-travel firm climbed out of the hacked pit and turned around to chase and intercept Zhang Yang, or if the handsome man who claimed to be a doctor abandoned the judge’s plan in a single thought, everything was possible .

Zhang Yang is a part of the main system, and it is also a data area created by extracting the gene of the big boss doctor, and he can leave Hebei by lifting his foot.What will he do then?

Whether he loves Zhang Yang, hates Zhang Yang, wants to keep Zhang Yang... Lu Xiao is very conflicted.

So he threw the question to Zhang Yang.

"What did I do when I left Hebei?" Zhang Yang was silent for a while before answering him, and then changed the subject. "It's raining."

The light rain fell in the night, and there was a faint cry of a cat hiding in a trash can in an unknown corner.Lu Xiao was surprised to find that the ability after the establishment of the foundation was still in his nine-year-old body. He moved the tips of his ears and could even pick up the whispers of the Eliminators in his bedroom in Yanzhi Hutong.

"What do you mean, boss?"

"I heard... this kid is a protagonist."

"Isn't it very clear in the military regulations of the Eliminator that the Eliminator cannot directly participate in the life course of the protagonist in a native world, nor can he change history without authorization."

……history.

Lu Xiao's heart moved, he understood why he returned to the night when his nine-year-old father Lu Liang was killed.The main system said that the history of Lu Liang's murder cannot be changed, and his life trajectory can only be restarted from that year.

But why?

On the island left by Luliang, the doctor sent him back not to change the history of Luliang being killed, so why did he let him return to the age of nine?

It can't be for him to relive this childhood memory full of complex hatred.

"Fatty," Lu Xiao struggled to speak. "About Jibei, about me, how many times have you restarted?"

Zhang Yang's deep black eyes flickered a few times, then they fell away, and after a pause, he laughed deliberately in a sexy low voice. "Ah, I don't understand what you're saying."

Ling Yu Xiaoyu didn't know when it froze in the air, turning into the shape of an ice edge.While chasing Zhang Yang's gaze, Lu Xiao saw the Bingleng Flower, and was also taken aback.

"Fatty," Lu Xiao, with a childish voice that hadn't changed, clapped his hands and pointed to him. "Suppose in my first life, I was the protagonist, and I was robbed of my luck by the book runner Cui Mingxuan, and finally fell ill and died of old age. Assuming that in my second life, I am like this, you send me to Liu's house, 20 When I was a freshman in an acting training class, I went to toast you. You raised me for five years, and I got into a car accident on a certain mountain road... and then assuming there was a third life, you still sent me to the Liu family, and then Back then, you took the initiative to come to me under the pseudonym Young, and we went to film an IP drama "Ling Xian", a fairy tale in ancient costume."

Lu Xiao seldom spoke so long in one breath.He was carried out from the house by Zhang Yang, and he only pulled a pair of slippers on his bare feet. At this moment, his ankles were exposed in the air, and he shrank back slightly in the cold.The road covered with icicle flowers is empty, with no cars or pedestrians passing by, but the light reveals an unreal, hazy white.

It looks like someone deliberately left an old crescent-shaped wound on the horizon.

Again, another door leading to a different time and space.

Zhang Yang was silent for too long, and coughed twice in embarrassment to clear his throat. "What you said doesn't sound like a story."

"It's not a story in the first place." Lu Xiao laughed, his peach blossom eyes were a little tired. "Fatty, this is the script of your director, right? The original intention of filming a script like "Ling Xian" is to attract the book walkers in the world of Xianxia, ​​and then use your identity as the Eliminator to coerce them to hand over the script. You are part of the power. You have filmed many films, and now that you think about it, probably every film...you are profitable."

Zhang Yang squinted his eyes and put his right hand in his trouser pocket.Lu Xiao heard the clear sound of fingers rubbing, and the sound of that familiar rough hand pinching something hard.

Maybe it was the silver gray gun.

Lu Xiao's voice was hoarse, and he laughed even more sadly. "Fatty, you never loved me."