Wearing a little crying bag as a paranoid villain [Transmigration Book]

Chu Xuan picked up a small spoon to hold the winter melon soup in front of him, and put a spoonful of the soup into his mouth. It was refreshing and warm to the throat. It was indescribably delicious, and he drank a few more sips.Afterwards, I began to move the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables. Because I was not used to such a small hand at the beginning, I was a little clumsy, and often some dishes fell on the plate in front of me before I even put it in my mouth.

It took several times to get used to it.

I just picked up a piece of fresh chicken with chopsticks and was about to send it to my mouth, when I suddenly heard a low cough from the side, Chu Xuan shook his hand holding the chopsticks, the trajectory of the meat sent to his mouth deviated, and the chicken hit his face Then it fell on the table.

Chu Xuan looked at the chicken that fell on the table, pursed his lips, felt the gaze, and felt cold for a moment.Then the little head turned around slowly with extreme stiffness, and as expected saw Yan Mengsheng's slightly sunken face.

"I, I'll pick it up right away." Although Chu Xuan resisted being so cowardly, as if apologizing and moving was guided by this body, he stretched out his tender little hand to pick up the meat on the table and threw it on the table. Trash can, and then pulled out the toilet paper to wipe his hands clean.

Yan Mengsheng is the calmest only when eating, because his mother taught him that he must not be angry when eating, and that he will grow up and protect her when he eats obediently.

He watched the face of the child in front of him turn pale again, he didn't dare to make too much noise, he only dared to apologize to him very lightly, his voice was low and pitiful like an abandoned kitten, Trembling, he wiped his hands with a piece of paper.

The color of Yan Mengsheng's eyes fluctuated, and there was still no smile, but he squeezed his hand holding the chopsticks slightly.

Chu Xuan quickly turned his face back, he didn't know why Yan Mengsheng was still looking at him, his heart was beating drums, and he thought over and over again how did he provoke this Buddha again?

That gaze was so intense that he wanted to run away.

Yan Mengsheng looked at Chu Xuan who was quietly moving the stool away from him, his right hand was trembling very lightly, he didn't even dare to pick up the food, he lowered his body a bit and only dared to drink the bowl of soup in front of him.

His eyes were unfathomable. He put down his chopsticks and didn't even look at the dishes on the plate. His dark eyes stared at Chu Xuan's face. The originally soft and calm face was covered with a layer of haze. Pulling out two blank sheets of paper from the paper drawer, he turned around and said to Chu Xuan with a firm attitude: "Come here."

Chu Xuan, who was drinking soup, shuddered subconsciously when he heard the sound, and then turned around. As soon as he turned around, he felt that his little chin was forcefully clamped by hand pincers, which made him feel painful and his heart beat The more intense, the deer-like eyes looked at Yan Mengsheng in a panic.

You won't go back on your word again, will you?What do you want to do to yourself?

Yan Mengsheng lowered his indifferent eyebrows and did not do anything else, just wiped his face with a toilet paper and wiped it, neither gentle nor rude.

Chu Xuan realized that he didn't want to do anything to him. At this time, his eyes fell on the hand that clamped his chin. The joints were clearly slender and white. Covered with scarlet scars, this pair of beautiful hands added a cruel and morbid beauty.

Seeing the fragile porcelain white doll staring at his hand with those beautiful eyes, the eyes didn't blink.Yan Mengsheng's movements froze, his face was pale and uncertain, he let go of the hand that was pinching Chu Xuan's chin, a storm blew up in his eyes, he pressed the paper against his face slightly with his hand, and lowered his cold voice, "In the future Wipe off dirt on your face."

Chu Xuan looked at Yan Mengsheng, who was faintly angry, the end of his eyes began to turn red, and the knuckles holding the chopsticks in his right hand turned white. It looked like he was about to have a bipolar disorder, but he was trying his best to suppress this emotion.

He thought the toilet paper would fall, so he stretched out his small hand to catch it, but the toilet paper still didn't fall after two seconds...

Chu Xuan: "..."

The moment Yan Mengsheng paused, Chu Xuan knew that he would not continue to wipe, and thought of several ways for him to do it, such as throwing the paper into the trash can in disgust, or stuffing the paper into his own hand.Who knew that he chose the most inhuman way to press the paper to his face!The soup was about to solidify on the face, no different from glue, and when the toilet paper was pressed, the paper stuck to Chu Xuan's face directly.The breeze outside blows over, and the toilet paper on Chu Xuan's face is bathed in the breeze, like a fluttering flag, feeling inexplicably happy.

If you don't wipe, don't wipe!

What's the matter with sticking tissue paper to his face!

Yan Mengsheng couldn't control his irritable mood, turned his head slightly to see, the little white thing stretched out his small hand and pulled the corner of the toilet paper, with a look of disgust on his face, he pulled the paper down from his face.

Yan Mengsheng: "..."

Sorry, he didn't expect toilet paper to be glued directly.

The picture is very funny, and Chu Xuan's pink and cute little face is full of displeasure, Yan Mengsheng finds it very interesting. The stuffy air from his headache to the point of explosion was like a deflated ball, the stuffy feeling was much less, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

Aware of such a change in himself, he was a little surprised, Yan Mengsheng raised his brows slightly. Before, it would take at least an hour to calm down and feel depressed, but this little thing in front of him...

His expressions and movements seemed to be medicine that could cure his agitation.

The first time he learned that the photo was destroyed, when he was overwhelmed by violent emotions, the little thing cried and apologized pitifully with a pale face. He regained his sanity and resisted the urge to hurt him and chose to hurt himself.

The second time was just now, when he felt a depression in his chest, and the familiar dull pain and dull feeling reappeared, but when he saw the little thing with a flat mouth and a deflated look, he thought it was funny again, and all the messed up emotions gradually disappear.

No matter how dissatisfied Chu Xuan was, he only dared to say hello in his heart. Seeing Yan Mengsheng looking at him, he nodded quickly, with a soft voice: "In the future...Xiao Xuan will pay attention to himself, and won't let him Brother worry."

The wet deer-like eyes met the dark cold eyes, Chu Xuan didn't dare to look too much, he looked away, and then moved the chair to the side with all his strength.

It turned out that the distance between the two was only the size of a chair, and Chu Xuan moved the two chairs away without making any noise.

"..." Yan Mengsheng looked at the little Chu Xuan who huddled himself into a ball and kept as far away from him as possible, it was cute and pitiful at the same time.Listening to that small soft voice, he felt the softness in his heart inexplicably.

Chu Xuan ate quickly, drank two more sips of soup, and hurriedly got off the table, preparing to leave without looking back, as if he was running away from a demon.

Yan Mengsheng looked at Chu Xuan's fleeing back, and unconsciously wrinkled the word Xiaochuan between his brows, his mind was in a mess.

"Wait." Yan Mengsheng called to stop Chu Xuan, his voice cold.

Chu Xuan paused and was forced to turn around with a smile on his face: "What else is there for brother?"

"Photo frame," said the young man with single eyelids, drooping eyelids, long and thick eyelashes, and a casual sense of alienation in his whole body, "It's pretty pretty."

Chu Xuan looked at the young man sitting there, with a good-looking figure. At this time, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly lowered, looking gentle and harmless.

He showed his small white teeth, "I picked them carefully." After finishing speaking, the boy turned his head and left before Yan Mengsheng could say anything.

Recalling the appearance of Chu Xuan weeping and apologizing, thinking about it now, he is only a six-year-old child, and his mother passed away early, and his situation is somewhat similar to his.

A strange emotion rose in my heart.

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After Chu Xuan washed his face and went upstairs, he lay down on the soft bed, rolled around on the bed, and finally looked at the white ceiling in a daze when he was tired.

Yan Mengsheng lacks family affection, warmth, indifferent personality and does not like to be close to others. He is hostile to almost everyone, not only to people, but sometimes to objects. He cannot control his emotions. Once bipolar disorder occurs, he will crazily destroy things , and more seriously, self-harm.

Chu Xuan immediately picked up the mobile phone on the bed to Baidu, the specific symptoms of bipolar disorder and how to relieve it.

The answer given by the experts is that if the disorder and depression reach a certain level, it will not be able to heal itself, but there are exceptions, that is, very few people can heal themselves successfully, but it is pitiful.

It's a pity that Yan Mengsheng has given up on himself, and it is impossible to take medicine. He has been letting this disease to torture himself.

Chu Xuan put the phone aside. If he wants to prevent Yan Mengsheng from doing something harmful to the world, he must prevent him from becoming black in advance, lead him to the bright road of love and kindness, guide him, and influence him...

Difficult.

It was really annoying to think, Chu Xuan didn't bother to think, got out of bed and opened the closet in his room, the European-style closet was full of children's clothes, and picked out a light blue shirt to put on.

Lying on the bed and playing with the mobile phone, I felt very sleepy while playing. Chu Xuan glanced at the time, and it was only around nine o'clock.

If he followed his usual schedule, he would go to bed early before twelve o'clock, maybe it was worn on a child, who needs enough sleep.

Chu Xuan became more and more sleepy, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Chu Xuan had a dream. In the dream, he said that he had obtained 100 million. Chu Xuan held the card and started laughing in the dream. Finally, he woke up happily. The first thing he did when he woke up was to touch the card at hand.

As a result, nothing was touched.

Chu Xuan also woke up completely. He straightened his small body, stretched slowly, and yawned with a milky sound.I got up and opened the window, and saw that the weather outside was sunny, and the moist and refreshing morning air was very pleasant, making it suitable for going out.

He put on a small purple coat and went downstairs, but he didn't see Yan Mengsheng.

That was simply indescribably easy.

A maid was cleaning the handrails of the stairs, and when she saw an annoying brat coming down the stairs, she gritted her back molars secretly.

"Hi, young master." The maid lowered her head and forced out a stiff smile.

The servants of the Yan family basically didn't like Chu Xuan, but they didn't dare to bully him openly, they only dared to secretly stare at him and make petty tricks.After all, I am afraid that the children will sue, and they will be the ones who will be miserable at that time.

Chu Xuan is in a good mood today, walking down the stairs very briskly, and his voice is soft: "Hello." The tone is cheerful and playful.

Chu Xuan himself is pleasing, with red lips and white teeth, and big eyes like ink beads are even more likable. As long as he smiles, people will unconsciously fall in love with this smiling child.

But the maid in front of her didn't think so, she just looked at Chu Xuan with a warm and lovely smile in disbelief, her brows were tightly frowned, as if she had discovered something extraordinary: "Little... young master?"

Chu Xuan looked at her with a smile, his little head tilted, his beautiful big eyes were clean and pure, and he made a soft milky voice: "Huh?"

The objects in the woman's hand almost fell to the ground, she looked at Chu Xuan, the shock in her heart gradually receded, her smile was still a hypocritical dry smile, "Aqin thinks the young master is quite special today."

Chu Xuan didn't notice the woman's expression, her white face was flushed with tender pink, and she just said lightly: "Thank you."

After speaking, he walked out with short legs.

Ah Qin stopped what she was doing, looked at Chu Xuan's back, frowned and thought for a while, it was very strange, obviously before, he poured soup on himself to force him to bark like a dog, why is he so kind to greet himself today?Do you want to do something else?This brat has a bad stomach, but he has no good intentions.

Did so many excessive things, do you expect to make up for it with a few smiles?Don't even think about it.She really didn't understand what Mr. Yan did to bring such a child back. One and the other were insane and insane, one was violent and self-mutilated because of breaking things, and the other was rude, relying on Mr. Yan's liking to shout at them. Yes, if it wasn't for the high salary, she really didn't want to stay here for another minute.

Ah Qin's eyes were slightly vicious, she pursed her lips tightly, and instantly squeezed the cloth in her hand, as if she wanted to tear it into pieces.

She had to find a way, find a way to get Yan Mengsheng to drive this child out!After all, this child has a bad stomach, no matter what unreasonable demands he makes, the head of the Yan family will dote on him.As for Yan Mengsheng... If he is not favored, he will not be able to make waves.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to live a good life without their servants, and she doesn't want to be humble and continue to live while looking at other people's faces!Thinking of this, he threw the cloth into the basin indifferently, turned and left the stairs.

Chu Xuan walked out of the house to take a breath of fresh air. As soon as he walked past the corner of the flower garden, he heard the nanny and several maids whispering softly.

"I saw Young Master Yan push Xiao Xuan down the stairs yesterday." The nanny's hands trembled slightly, and she was still terrified. "Do you know his expression at that time? His eyes were cold and frightening."

The other maids all said "ah" in shock, and one of them even started to get scared, "But, Young Master Yan has always chosen to hurt himself, so... does this prove that Young Master Yan has a tendency to kill people? "

Although Chu Xuan hated Yan Mengsheng very much, he couldn't do this kind of framing. He walked forward with a soft voice.

"Aren't you afraid of being heard when you gossip behind your back?"

The childish voice continued: "Besides, it wasn't Yan Mengsheng who pushed me, but I accidentally dropped it myself."

The nannies and maids looked at Chu Xuan, their pupils shrank suddenly, and their lips were tightly pursed.

Seeing how frightened they were, Chu Xuan smiled faintly, "So, don't speak ill of people behind their backs, it's not good to be heard."

A maid's eyes began to turn red, and she almost cried.

Chu Xuan: "...?"