Happy Little Days in Another World

After finishing speaking, Lan Jing put down Lin Ze in his arms, strode into the room, and the tall and straight figure disappeared around the corner.

"Xuan Xuan..." A kind of tiredness and powerlessness came from the depths of Qing Tian's soul, he leaned his whole body weight on Xuan Xuan's chest, and looked at the corner of the living room with long eyes.What happened to all this...

Xuanxuan stretched out his hands to embrace Qingtian, pursed his thin lips lightly, his ice blue eyes were quiet, he hugged Qingtian silently.I don't know what to say, he is not a person who is good at talking.

"Qingya, do you know why?" Chu Jingxuan looked up at Qingya next to him, the pain in his eyes was very deep.

Qing Ya shook his head silently, everything happened too suddenly, too strangely, people were caught off guard, without any clues to find.

"Baobao, don't cry." Qing Junyi walked in front of Lin Ze, stretched out her short hands and hugged him into her arms.Just like father and father, the chubby little face lightly touched Lin Ze's cold face, a little moist and tear-stained.

For the first time, Lin Ze did not refuse Qing Junyi's hug, allowing him to hug him quietly.

Lin Xin looked at her brother and Jun Yi's brother, tears welled up in her beautiful eyes, she looked around in a little confusion...

A pair of fleshy little hands held her cold hands, and said in a weak voice, "Sister Xin'er, don't cry." The dirty hands rubbed the corners of Lin Xin's eyes clumsily.

With misty eyes, his eyes turned to his eyes, and he saw a small face with warmth in his eyes. "Sien." Lin Xin stretched out her hand and hugged Chu Sien, tears falling down.What happened to dad?What's wrong with this home?Everything became so strange, she was so scared...

Standing at the door of the room, Lan Jing clearly felt that there was a person lying on the bed in the room, the person he thought about day and night, the person he was thinking about.Hiroko, I think we should have a good talk!Lan Jing secretly thought in his heart, he never wanted to live this kind of neglected life.

Stretching out his hand and pushing the door open, with a little force, he strode into the room. In less than five steps, he stood by the bed and looked at the person lying on the bed quietly.His body is bent, his face is turned inward, he can only see his head, and feel his long breathing, which is light and light, as if he is in a deep sleep.

After staring at it for nearly a minute, Lan Jing looked back, sat on the bed, stretched out his hand to pat Lin Hao, but retracted halfway, his lips moved, and it took a few seconds for his voice to overflow: "Haozi, I know you didn't sleep."

After waiting for a full 3 minutes, the room was still extremely quiet, and no sound came out again.Lan Jing's black pupils became deeper and deeper, and his tense face looked majestic and cold. As time passed, his lips became tighter and tighter, and the breath around him gradually became cold. The air seemed to be stagnant and depressing. It's suffocating.

"Haozi, you know, I'm always reluctant to let you feel wronged and sad." At this moment, Lan Jing's voice became unusually calm, calm and a bit indescribably empty, which seemed unreal.

After saying this, there was an interval of nearly 1 minute, but there was still no response in the room, and it was still quiet and lonely.

"I don't know what's wrong with you, you don't even give me a chance, you treat me like a stranger passing by..." The words were cut off suddenly, just like the room that was bright as day just now, suddenly the power went out , plunged into darkness.

Lan Jing's Adam's apple twitched, obviously swallowing, his black pupils were pressing and sad at the same time, "Haozi, I'm very sad..." Different from the calm and floating air just now, the voice at this time is like the cold winter moon Suddenly, there was a continuous spring rain that only in March, delicate and soft, and at the same time piercingly cold.

Lin Hao, who was lying on the bed, still didn't respond, his voice didn't sound, and his body didn't move at all, as if he was really asleep.

However, Lan Jing sensitively sensed his sudden stop of breathing.Lin Hao, did not sleep, he has not slept.

In just an instant, Lan Jing's body pressed against Lin Hao's.The familiar body fragrance, familiar breath, and familiar temperature made Lan Jing instantly addicted.This is his Haozi, his Haozi...

"Hao, let's not do this again, okay?" Laying his head on Lin Hao's neck, Lan Jing breathed greedily, the happiness he hadn't enjoyed for several days.

There was no response. At this moment, Lin Hao still had no response.He neither pushed away the blue mirror on his body, nor made any sound, and no one could guess what was going on in his heart at this moment.

Lan Jing, who was in a happy mood, naturally regarded Lin Hao's silence as the default.He hugged the person in his arms tightly with both hands, "Hao, I'm sorry. We won't do anything you don't want in the future, and I won't force you anymore."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Hao's half of his face exposed outside the quilt, his closed eyes and long eyelashes were visibly trembling, and the corners of his eyes seemed to get a little wet.

Lan Jing was immersed in Lin Hao's faint breath, closed his eyes and took a deep breath of happiness, with a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth, his hands became tighter and tighter, "Hao, you have lost a lot of weight, you have to make up for it these days. "

Almost at the same time, just as Lan Jing's words fell, Lin Hao, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly struggled violently, and threw the defenseless Lan Jing to the ground. He quickly jumped out of bed, ignoring both his coat and his clothes Shoes, bare feet and a white jacket, frantically ran towards the door.

Lan Jing, who was lying on the ground in a daze for half a second, stared blankly at Lin Hao who was reaching out to open the door. The blue spiritual power gathered on his body, and threw Lin Hao, who had stepped out of the room with one foot, onto the bed. His face was calm, his eyes were calm, and his footsteps were not in a hurry. He walked slowly towards the bed. Wrapped in spiritual power.

That feeling was terrifying, terrifying, a flash of fear flashed across Lin Hao's indifferent eyes, and then he got into the quilt and bent his body into a ball.

Lan Jing stood beside the bed, looking calmly at the ball on the bed. In his black pupils, it was like a starless and moonless night sky, long and deep and boundless. His breathing was very slow, with a feeling that did not belong to humans Respiratory rate.

He squatted down his tall and straight body and looked at the ball on the bed. After that, there was a deathly silence, and no one moved.

The atmosphere in the room is surprisingly neither suffocating nor suffocating, it looks very calm, as usual, but the warmth and sweetness in the air, as well as the rich sense of happiness are missing.

It's only been a few minutes, not a long time, but for this quiet room, it seems like centuries have passed, torment...

"Lin Hao." Finally, Lan Jing spoke, his voice was alienated and cold, but also frighteningly exclusive and powerful.

The quilt on the bed trembled slightly. I didn't know that the blue mirror could see this faint trembling.He probably didn't see it, maybe he saw it but didn't take it to heart, because in the next second, he threw himself up, which was different from the throwing up just now, the action at this time was more ruthless and decisive. .

"Don't try to escape!" His hands were tightly bound to the quilt like steel, his breath was like fire, hot and violent. "I don't want to hurt you anymore, you know, I hate to make you cry and make you sad."

"But..." The voice suddenly changed, like the tenderness of a lover's ear to ear, "I can't help it at the same time, your ignoring and running away from me."

Breathing heavily, "Hao, don't stimulate me anymore, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."

The quilt struggled fiercely... The voice came to Lan Jing's ear very vaguely and weakly, "Let me go..."

At this time, Lan Jing realized that he was hugging too tightly, and Lin Hao seemed to be about to suffocate.Realizing this, Lan Jing immediately let go of his hands, and stared at the quilt tightly.

Lin Hao's hair was messy, and his middle clothes got out of the bed in a messy manner. He kept his head down all the time, so that no one could see the expression on his face.

Lan Jing rushed over and hugged Lin Hao tightly, "Haozi, what are you thinking?"

Lin Hao, who was hugged tightly in his arms, didn't speak any more, his breathing was very short, and his chest was pulsating violently.

Lan Jing waited quietly, waiting for Lin Hao to recover his breathing. He rested his chin lightly on Lin Hao's head, staring at the beautiful spring scenery on Lin Hao's chest, and suddenly felt that his body rushed out. There was a heat wave, and his mouth was a little dry. He licked his dry lips, and his slightly narrowed eyes became sharper.

Lin Hao's breathing was slow and steady, neither speaking nor making any movement, just quietly holding Lan Jing in his arms.

"Speak." The voice was a little harsh.

Lin Hao didn't seem to hear it, even his breathing didn't change at all.

A gloomy light flashed in the blue mirror's dark eyes.In the next second, his hand tightly grasped Lin Hao's jacket, and with a soft hiss, the pure white jacket shattered into countless thin strips, scattered around the bed.

"Speak." Compared with the fierceness just now, it was a little more chilly.

After arriving in this world, Lin Hao never cut his hair again. After several years of growth, at this time, his black hair has grown to the back, not far from the waist. There is nothing on the upper body, and the messy black hair is smooth His head was hanging on his chest, and his drooping head remained motionless.

Thin chest, excessively fair skin, faintly visible veins... In the end, he still couldn't bear it, he pampered, loved and loved him on the tip of his heart, even if he hurt himself so far, he still couldn't bear it.

Silently pulling off the quilt, he hugged the person in his arms tightly, resting his head on his shoulder, his voice was very desolate, "Hao, don't leave me, the only request."

Don't want to talk to him, he accepts, don't want to see him around him, he accepts, as long as he doesn't leave.He didn't ask why.I thought, one day you'll tell me.Haozi, my Haozi, I love you so much that my heart hurts.

After waiting for a long time and still not getting a response, Lan Jing silently let go of his hands and disappeared in place.On the bed in the room, Lin Hao was like a statue, just staying there quietly, not moving at all.