Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

In the laboratory, the man's fingers gently caressed the boy's perfect face on the operating table, and his eyes moved with his fingers. At the bottom of his usually rational and cold eyes, there was endless nostalgia and naked heat at the moment.

This is his experimental product, the most perfect and outstanding experimental product in this life, and similarly, this is also the deepest bond, the most intimate and most important existence in his life.

Slowly pick up the syringe on the operating table, in the palm-sized syringe, the deep blue color stands out strangely inexplicably in the curling cold smoke.

At the beginning, in order to ensure complete control over the little demon emperor who was born, Xu Qingyu went to prepare IA-571 alone, but unexpectedly, in just a few days, the mother fox gave birth ahead of schedule, and she forcibly broke into the impregnable laboratory go out.

It is precisely because of this that Xu Qingyu lost the little fox that was just born, and everything that followed, but now...

Looking sideways at the medicine in her hand, Xu Qingyu's face showed an unknown tenderness, and then she pierced the cold needle into the young man's white arm, slowly pushing it into his blood vessel.

In Xu Qingyu's sight, the brows of the sleepy boy on the operating table were furrowed little by little, and as the seconds jumped, cold sweat rolled down his temples one by one from his forehead.

He seemed to be in extreme pain, as the wings of his nose fluttered, the teardrops hanging on his long eyelashes trembled and fell, silently expressing his silent pain.

Suddenly, in the overly quiet laboratory, something suddenly sounded.

Weak, trembling, painful.

"It hurts...it hurts...Feng...Ze...I feel so hurt..."

The brain seemed to be experiencing a sudden storm. The violent wind and rain mixed with finger-thick thunder and lightning destroyed everything in Chu Jingran's mind inch by inch, from common sense to cognition, from sound to picture, from emotion to memory.

Like a fish tied tightly to a board, waiting to be slaughtered, he wants to struggle, resist, and escape.

But he couldn't move, he couldn't run, and even making a sound became a luxury at this moment.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!

This is the brain, and indeed the entire body, the only remaining sense left at the moment.

Feng Ze, Feng Ze, I hurt so much, I hurt so much...

Beside the operating table, Xu Qingyu, who was startled, tightened the hand holding the reagent, and it was Feng Ze again!

It seems that since he met the little fox until now, he has been defeated by this name time and time again, no matter in any way.

only……

Taking a deep breath, Xu Qingyu returned to her usual appearance.

Soon, not anymore.

Looking down, Xu Qingyu felt a sudden pain in her heart when she saw the trembling water vapor on the long eyelashes of the young man on the operating table, and saw the teardrops falling from the corner of his eyes.

Lifting his slender fingers, as if facing a rare treasure, he gently wiped away the teardrops from the corners of the young man's eyes, and leaned against the man's ear, murmuring softly.

"Good boy, soon, soon the pain will be gone."

When you forget all the unimportant things and all the things that shouldn't exist, it won't hurt anymore.

With his eyes closed, Chu Jingran kept frowning, and the tears in the corners of his eyes rolled more and more. Countless times, he wanted to open his eyes, but he was tightly entangled by the nightmare, and fell into a deeper abyss little by little.

In this futile struggle, gradually, he felt a sense of powerlessness, and an unknown sadness came from his heart, as if... forgetting.

Forget the most important things in life.

the most important……

what is that?

179. My First Love Is The Demon Emperor 18

Chu Jingran felt that he had a very long dream. The dream was cold and dark. He stood alone in the endless darkness. He didn't know who he was, what he was going to do, or even why he was here. .

Just as he was passing by in a thousand perplexities, suddenly there seemed to be some kind of voice in his ear, a very gentle voice.

For some reason, he felt inexplicably that this voice would not hurt him.

This feeling is like an instinctive fetter imprinted in the bones.

In the darkness where there is no fatigue and cannot see the passage clearly, this voice accompanied him, comforted him, and encouraged him.

From unfamiliar familiarity at the beginning, to clear habits, and then to familiar intimacy and joy.

He thought he liked this gentle man.

'Little guy, you should wake up. '

A simple sentence is like the key to unlocking a treasure. In the dark, Chu Jingran slowly opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time, fluttering his eyelashes that were stained with moisture.

It was a strange embrace, a strange breath in the cavity, almost instinctively, Su Jingran wanted to break free from this unknown environment, and before he could make a move first, he heard a soft voice coming from above his head.

"Little guy, how do you feel?"

this voice...

Slightly stunned, he raised his head slowly, and then bumped into a pair of slightly curved peach blossom eyes.

The owner of those eyes is currently using