Is it an illusion to always be loved by NPCs? [Quick Transmigration]

Cheng Zhan broke off the peony, and the chill all over his body finally eased.

He looked down at those flowers and plants, but his disgust was still hard to dispel.

Cheng Zhan turned around and returned to the living room. When he passed the cabinet with the photo frame, he quietly reached out and put the photo frame down, and the photo was covered by the cabinet.

That ridiculous and silly face finally disappeared.

When Jiang Mi changed his clothes and came out, he saw Cheng Zhan sitting on the sofa with a steaming cup of tea in his hand.

Jiang Mi came to his side, looked at the cup of tea and said casually: "Didn't you say that drinking strong tea on an empty stomach in the morning is not good for your stomach? Why did you drink it again?"

Cheng Zhan rested his fingertips on the side of the cup, and was a little reddened by the scorching heat, but he still didn't take it away.

He smiled, with an unclear expression in his eyes, "I almost forgot, it's true that you can't drink if you have a bad stomach."

Cheng Zhan calmly pushed the cup back.

Although it was his dream to be cared by Jiang Mi in the past few years, it was not caring for him.

It's about caring for that idiot's self a few years from now.

Cheng Zhan kept telling himself that whether it was a few years ago or a few years later, it was Cheng Zhan alone.

He shouldn't be bothered by such boring things, but he still couldn't bear it. In the memory he didn't have, someone completely occupied his place.

Got everything he wanted.

——Parallel space——

Go back in time to six years ago.

That was the second year Jiang Mi fell into the sea and disappeared.

When Cheng Chan woke up from the bed, he subconsciously groped for the people around him, but it was empty, his hands were cold, and there was no residual heat.

He woke up instantly, his heart throbbing violently.

Even though Cheng Zhan knew clearly that Jiang Mi was probably just washing up, he still couldn't restrain the anxiety in his heart.

But when he sat up, he realized something was wrong.

The room was very dark, like night.

Cheng Zhan frowned and looked at the pajamas on his body, and found that it was not the one from last night at all, even the quilt on his body was different.

His heartbeat suddenly stopped, and he hurried to press the small lamp on the bedside.

But only touched the cold wall.

He immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed, his legs trembled, and a huge sense of panic swept over him, leaving him nowhere to hide.

Cheng Zhan finally found the light switch.

But after he opened it, he froze in place.

Do not……

This is not his and Jiang Mi's room...

This is the house he used to live in, why, why is he here.

Where's Jiang Mi? Where's Jiang Mi?

Cheng Zhan's face suddenly turned pale, he stumbled open the door and walked out.

I heard the voices of people talking from the first floor.

Cheng Zhan clenched the handrail of the stairs, and walked slowly down the stairs step by step.

But he didn't see Jiang Mi.

Only Marsh was seen.

Ma Shu watched Cheng Zhan go downstairs with a look of silly surprise on his dark face, no wonder Ma Shu couldn't believe it.

In fact, my husband hasn't taken the initiative to go downstairs for almost a few months.

Why did it suddenly come down today?

But Ma Shu knew that he shouldn't explore the reasons behind it, so he hurried over a few steps to meet him, and bent over.

"Sir, do you want breakfast, or go out?"

After Ma Shu looked up at his husband's face again, a chill spread from his spine in an instant. He had never felt such a bloodthirsty chill on his husband that seemed to isolate everything.

Even if Young Master Jiang disappeared back then, my husband was only insane.

It's not like it is now, it's not anger, it's not madness.

Just chill.

It seems that everything in the world is not important to my husband now.

Cheng Zhan looked down at Ma Shu, and after a while, he seemed to find his own voice.

He said hoarsely, "Where is Jiang Miren?"

Ma Shu's whole body was like a bolt from the blue, and cold sweat trickled out of his forehead immediately. He felt that his husband was asking him such a question because he wanted to kill him.

He doesn't know where Young Master Jiang is now, where is he going to open his eyes!

Ma Shu understood that he couldn't just say that Young Master Jiang was dead. If he really said so, he would have to fall into the sea with Young Master Jiang tomorrow, or be stuffed in a sack.

Ma Shu hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't come up with a complete word.

Cheng Zhan's patience was exhausted, he clenched his left hand tightly, his nails were deeply embedded in his flesh, and asked again for the last time, "Jiang Mi... Where is he?"

Ma Shu's legs softened, knowing that if he didn't speak again, he would die later, he hurriedly stammered, "First, sir, Young Master Jiang...he fell into the sea two years ago and disappeared...but now I'm still looking for someone, and I'm sure I'll find him soon..."

Cheng Zhan's eyes darkened for a moment, and when he could see again, there was only the trembling Ma Shu in front of him.

"Go... everyone..."

Cheng Zhan said in a low voice.

Ma Shu responded repeatedly, and left in a hurry, along with a few servants from Cheng Chan's family.

Cheng Zhan stood firm and looked around.

This is indeed his former house, whether it is the furniture or the furnishings.

There is even a swing in the backyard that should have been removed long ago.

He thought about everything quietly, restrained his madness, and walked into his study.

There are also old drawings on the table, which show the route of Wuwan Port, including the surrounding islands and red lines drawn in disorder.

This is his original drawing, in order to find Jiang Mi.

He does everything he can.

Sleepless all night.

But when he got everything, he returned to this time?

Why, to punish him?

In order to make him suffer for a few more years?

But Cheng Zhan inexplicably thought of another possibility.

If...he went back to six years ago, would he also go to six years later when he was at this time.

Thinking of this, he ruthlessly wiped everything on the table.

Anger and disgust drove him delirious.

He seldom had such a time. He and Jiang Mi had been together for more than two years, and they didn't even get involved in the affairs of the field anymore.

He also learned how to embroider... grow flowers and grass...

He only wants to stay by Jiang Mi's side forever.

But now?

As soon as he thought of that possibility, as soon as he thought that there might be a disgusting guy taking his place, he even wanted to kill someone.

He took out a pen and paper and wrote some words on the paper.

He used the pen so hard that it almost penetrated the back of the paper.

The ink from the pen is smudged.

After a while, Cheng Zhan coldly put the pen aside.

He did not know whether the situation was temporary or permanent.

But it is also necessary to leave a note.

Cheng Zhan has never been someone who would choose to stagnate because of emotions.

He thought that two years later, Jiang Mi would return to Winter City and take up the position of the new director of the Police Department.

Cheng Zhan took a deep breath.

He can follow the clues to find someone from this way.

He couldn't wait that long for Jiang Mi to come back by himself.

——Parallel space——

Time goes back to six years later.

night.

Cheng Zhan took a shower in the bathroom.

He lowered his eyes and took the hair dryer to dry his hair.

But he found that the wires were stuck in the drawer. He opened the drawer and saw a pile of bottles and cans.

He recognized the words above and immediately guessed whose belongings it was.

He frowned slightly in disgust, it was really ridiculous and stupid.

He was just about to throw it away, but when he raised his eyes, he saw himself in the foggy mirror.

There are already a lot of fine lines around the eyes.

Cheng Zhan's moving hand stopped suddenly, and after a while, he still chose to put the things back in the drawer.

Forget it, now that he's here, these things should belong to him.

When the process blooms.

Jiang Mi noticed that he lowered his eyes, and the collar of his pajamas was loosely opened, revealing his slender collarbone, which was slightly powdery from the heat.

The slightly curly hair was not dried, and the water droplets fell down.

Cheng Zhan's brows and eyes softened, and there was a gleam of spring in his eyes, like ripples in a clear spring.

It was too late last night, so he chose to let go of certain ideas.

But now, he urgently needs to prove some sense of emptiness.

He approached Jiang Mi.

Jiang Mi didn't have much expression on his face, but his heart was full of doubts.

He found that there seemed to be something wrong with Cheng Zhan since the morning, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

It seems... is it because of that coquettish and silly obsession?

Looking at Cheng Zhan in front of him, Jiang Mi always had a slight sense of sight.

The sense of sight of the once vicious and thoughtful Cheng Zhan.

When Jiang Mi looked up again, he found that the person had already arrived in front of him.

Cheng Chan's arm slowly wrapped around his neck, and he straddled Jiang Mi.

Jiang Mi felt a faint sense of repulsion.

He distanced himself calmly.

He put his hand on Cheng Zhan's waist and held it casually, and said quietly: "Cheng Zhan, why don't we rest first."

Cheng Zhan froze for a moment, but he didn't want Jiang Mi to reject him.

He was just about to grind for a while, when he opened his eyes, he found that he was already in another place.

Cheng Zhan was stunned, and he looked around.

This is... his study...

He is back?

When Cheng Zhan thought of this possibility, he was about to go crazy. It was only a day away, so why did he come back?

Obviously everything is close at hand!

Cheng Zhan suddenly stopped because he found a large note in front of the desk.

The handwriting on it was extremely familiar, it was his own handwriting.

But the note was not written by him.

There were only a few simple words on the note, but it pierced Cheng Zhan's lungs, and a sharp pain appeared in his heart, making his life worse than death.

The note reads:

"Disgusting fake, you deserve to stay by his side, you will never get him, you can only cry like an idiot at night, die to me, you have nothing, he is mine."

The servants of the Cheng family were at home listening to their husband's inexplicable madness in the middle of the night. They were all trembling with fear and dared not breathe.

And Jiang Mi looked at the person in his arms, his eyes suddenly lost focus as if he was absent-minded.

Then, he found that Cheng Zhan's eyes were full of confusion, staring at him blankly.

Jiang Mi paused, "Cheng Chan?"

Cheng Zhan seemed to react suddenly, his eyes locked on Jiang Mi, and he said coldly, "Did you touch him?"

"Who did you touch?" Jiang Mi looked at Cheng Zhan slightly puzzled.

The corners of Cheng Chan's eyes were red, "I ask you, have you ever done anything with me today?"

Jiang Mi: "...No..."

Cheng Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, and held onto Jiang Mi's clothes tightly, feeling uncontrollable grievance in his heart, and began to sob softly.

Jiang Mi found that the person in his arms now had a sense of familiarity, and he hugged and coaxed her for half the night, and did it for the middle of the night.

Cheng Chan's grievance finally disappeared.

Until Cheng Chan went downstairs the next day and found his half-faced mandarin duck embroidery, the upside-down photo frame, and obviously damaged flowers in the trash can.

He began to radiate chills from his body again.

He should have mutilated that body.

He's going to kill him.

Jiang Mi looked at Cheng Zhan inexplicably and became angry, and came over and kissed him.

Cheng Zhan finally calmed down, and then found a new side for mandarin duck embroidery.

He not only wants to embroider, but he also wants to frame it in the living room.

Cheng Zhan, who was left alone six years ago, continued to suffer.

It is really a long way to go.