A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

Cheng Weiwan's aunt was hard-working. She married twice and didn't have a child. Her husband either suffered a sudden illness or died in an accident. She didn't dare to remarry. Nian picked him up from the dark attic.

His aunt is a very gentle woman. Her family stopped her when she was in high school, and she only had a high school degree. With him, her life was very difficult.But his aunt never owed him food and clothing, and provided him from junior high school to university.

Duoduo, the little dog at home, was also fattened up by feeding.

What Cheng Weiwan saw from the video was his aunt busy in the kitchen.

He glanced at the time, it was the days when he first entered the secret realm.Since the flow of time in this world is not connected to the flow of time in the real world, the flow of time in the real world was stagnant during the 100 years before Cheng Weiwan's mission started.

This is the only place where he is lucky.

The calendar on the wall shows July No. 19, the day when major universities, primary and secondary schools are on summer vacation.

His aunt happily cooked a table of delicious dishes. Cheng Weiwan looked at the steaming table through a cold screen, wiped away the mist from his eyes, and counted each dish. He found that it was all his favorite dishes. The few dishes I ate.

After finishing his work, his aunt complained to Duoduo, who was lying on the ground basking in the sun: "You said that this kid should be home by the end of the day, and I don't know what time to report. Let me know in advance so I can pick him up at the station..."

Mumbling in his mouth, he dialed Cheng Weiwan's cell phone.

The cell phone rang in the room, and the old dog's ears trembled, he raised his head, and put it down again.

The house was silent.

The aunt held up her mobile phone, and the handset of the mobile phone was still ringing with the sound of "beeps" waiting to be answered, the breathing of the old dog, the sound of the aunt's breathing, and the sound of wind blowing tree trunks into the house.

It was obviously very noisy, but the moment the smile on Auntie's face disappeared, the surroundings seemed to be frozen, and the silence was terrifying.

After a long time, the aunt simply pressed the hang up button.

The old dog whined twice, as if the wind was blowing.

The delicious food on the table suddenly lost its color. The aunt forced a smile and didn't eat. She picked up the old dog and sat on the deck chair on the balcony to bask in the sun.

Duoduo is too old, he can't even walk, his thick eyelids are piled up in layers, and he doesn't look very energetic, so the aunt has to hug him everywhere.

The aunt closed her eyes half-closed and said: "Duo Duo, our mother and I will live together in the last one or two years of your life. If you leave, I will not raise any more. I will not raise people or dogs. I will go by myself." Living in a nursing home..."

"What's the use of raising so many, I'm not the only one in the end."

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The picture stopped abruptly, and it was fixed on an old man and an old dog.

Cheng Weiwan threw the tablet away and sat on the chair, taking a while to recover from the extremely sad mood.

Ling Siyao stopped the electromagnetic shielding device, bent down, patted Cheng Weiwan's head, and said, "My dear, don't cry."

Cheng Weiwan is not in the mood to fight with Ling Siyao now, he pushed Ling Siyao's hand away, and asked with some uncertainty: "Ling Siyao, tell the truth, how long will it take me to complete this task?"

Ling Siyao did not hesitate: "Isn't it just to find a string of abnormal data streams? If you are lucky, you will find it in a few days?"

Cheng Weiwan exposed him: "Then what if I'm unlucky?"

Ling Siyao was silent.

Cheng Weiwan also knew that if he couldn't find the stream of data, he would be trapped here forever and could never get out.

Although this task sounds very simple, it has a lot of uncertainty, and it is even more difficult than before.

After a long time without getting a response from Ling Siyao, Cheng Weiwan stopped pressing him and waved his hand.

Ling Siyao sighed softly, knowing that now Cheng Weiwan wanted to be quiet by herself, so she also left.

Cheng Weiwan came out of the system space and found that he still couldn't successfully transform into a human body. He shrank back into the blanket when he woke up, trying to fall asleep as soon as possible before the night fell.

Late at night, the bright moon hangs high.

Meng Xianjue came back from Xuanwei with exhaustion all over his body.

Zhang Chengcan was seriously injured and couldn't reach the formation gathering place that left the secret realm. He was abruptly dragged by Lin Yinger to a safe place, and fell into a coma for many days. In the end, it was the disciples of the Lin family who brought him to the formation place and made him was sent out.

After the teleportation array sent Zhang Chengcan back to Tianmen, many disciples complained about Zhang Chengcan when they saw him in such a miserable state, and even reported it to Xuanwei, asking Xuanwei to investigate the matter thoroughly.

Xuan Wei didn't understand the situation in the secret realm, so he had to call him over. To this, Meng Xianjue had only one answer from the beginning to the end. He had never seen Zhang Chengcan, and he didn't know why Zhang Chengcan was so seriously injured.

Xuan Wei's eyes flickered slightly, and asked about Meng Xianjue's experience as an excuse to find out about Zhang Chengcan's affairs.

It's a pity that from the beginning to the end, Meng Xianjue only talked about his own experience, except for being attacked by a masked man, there was nothing unusual.

It wasn't until late at night that Xuan Wei was finally willing to let Meng Xianjue go and let him come back to rest.

Meng Xianjue pushed open the door, the room was dark, and at the junction of the moon shadow and the candlelight, he slowly evoked a sneer.

If Zhang Chengcan didn't show aggressiveness towards him this time, then he wouldn't make a move. He only intends to expose Zhang Chengcan's heart to the world. What happens next depends entirely on Zhang Chengcan's own plan.

But this time he discovered... Zhang Chengcan is not a kind person.

That being the case, he will never die with Zhang Chengcan for what he owed in the last life and this life.

It was already late at night, and Meng Xianjue prepared to rest after hastily washing up.

But he didn't expect that after he lifted the quilt, the moment he lay on it, he bumped into something warm.

The thing was moving, breathing, and covered in fluff——Meng Xianjue's deep pool-like eyes suddenly shot out a cold light, Zhu Wu flew to his hand, and he unsheathed his cold blade, pointing directly at the sleeping little beast's neck.

Cheng Weiwan didn't realize that the danger was coming, he didn't sleep well, the arrival of night made him extra vigilant, but he couldn't bear the drowsiness like being pressed by the mountains, so he could only maintain a drowsy state of half-dream and half-awake.

In the darkness, Meng Xianjue finally saw the things on the bed clearly.

It is a red gold beast.

Meng Xianjue loosened Zhu Wu's hand a little, but soon tightened it again.

Cheng Weiwan only felt a icy and cool thing beside him in a daze, and felt extremely comfortable when he touched it a little bit, a thought moved in his heart, and he even leaned over it humming.

Seeing the little beast like this, Meng Xianjue's expression darkened in an instant. He saw the little beast getting closer to his blade, his eyebrows twitched, and he slightly moved his blade farther away.

However, Cheng Weiwan had already fallen asleep, and as soon as he felt the thing supporting his head disappear, he leaned against it again.

Meng Xianjue's face was already quite ugly, but he had nothing to do with this little thing.

This is his spiritual pet, even if he doesn't like it, he can't really kill it.

Meng Xianjue put away his face that was about to eat people, narrowed his eyes, held Cheng Weiwan with one hand and threw him on the small low couch beside him.

Under this kind of movement, Cheng Weiwan didn't wake up.

After falling on the couch, Cheng Weiwan changed into a comfortable position again, and moved his nose a few times, but ignored it.

Meng Xianjue stared at Cheng Weiwan expressionlessly for a while, and found that the little beast hadn't moved before going to bed in peace.

But Meng Xianjue obviously underestimated the ability of the little red gold beast. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly felt that his neck was itchy and hairy. These sensations immediately wiped away all his drowsiness, and he knew it without even thinking about it. What is it.

Cheng Weiwan dreamed that when he was young, he was locked up in the attic by his stepmother. The child couldn't stand the pain, and developed a fever within two days. He was afraid of the cold and heat. Just now, he wanted to find something cold to cool down. I'm looking for something warm again.

Even though Meng Xianjue no longer wanted to kill Cheng Weiwan, he definitely didn't like this little beast enough to let it sleep on his bed.

Meng Xianjue held the little beast in his hand, and when he was about to throw it out, he heard the cry of the little beast. It seemed to be afraid of something, and its four legs were dangling in the air, twitching slightly.

The little fleshy thing just shrunk towards him as hard as possible. It was in a state of unconsciousness in sleep, but it had complete trust in him.

Meng Xianjue relaxed his hands.

The little beast crawled when it saw the pole, rubbed against his arm, slipped through his palm, and shrank towards his chest.

Meng Xianjue lowered his eyes and saw a small ball huddled in his arms, his breathing became steady, and he seemed to sleep much more peacefully than before.

The little red gold beast's clear eyes are completely different from the previous life in his mind.

The evil spirit in my heart disappeared strangely.

Maybe the red gold beast in this life will not be like the previous life?

He will not sacrifice his life for Zhang Chengcan, will not stab a pair of sharp claws into his body, and will not kill him.

Meng Xianjue forgot to close the window when he came, and there was a silvery white moonlight projecting over, just in front of his chest, a two-finger-wide light fence came out.

And the head of the red gold beast just rests on that light belt.

Meng Xianjue gently closed his eyes, and Ren Cheng Weiwan just fell asleep in his arms.

This little thing is afraid of the dark, afraid of the cold, and can't help the heat.

Difficult to serve.

The author has something to say: Meng Xianjue!In the future, when you think of this time, you should be beautiful, silly son.