Sending warmth to the beautiful and powerful male second [Quick Transmigration]

Fans screamed all over the stage, the incandescent lights in the venue were all turned on like daylight, and the staff yelled that the past happened.

Ji Xia's ears were buzzing, and his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice hole. He rushed to push the crowd away, his palms were sweaty.

how so?Obviously everything is going to be fine.

He thought many times about the scene where Fu Chen told him that he was sick one day in the future, maybe it's okay not to tell him forever, and it would be nice to be with him for the rest of his life, but he didn't expect that he would break through in this situation.

Or to give him flowers.

Ji Xia's eyes were red, and his fingers couldn't help shaking, it was all his fault.

The position where Fu Chen fell was a bit special, there was a small platform underneath as a buffer, and he was hardly injured.

When Ji Xia ran off the stage, seeing Fu Chen standing there, he breathed a sigh of relief, his legs were so frightened that his legs went limp, if Chen Qian hadn't come to help him, he would have almost fallen to the ground.

But he didn't dare to go any further, he was suffocated by the overwhelming distress and guilt.Ji Xia bit his lips with a pale mark, and only stood behind the crowd to carefully observe whether he was injured or not.

Fu Chen's hair was slightly disheveled, and the hanging hair was pressing on the high brow bone, his eyelids were half-drooped, and his lips were pale.He lowered his head slightly, standing in the middle of a dark crowd, with a kind of paleness with a broken sword piercing the snow.

Probably seeing that he was fine, taking advantage of the time when the ambulance came, the news media were concerned at first, and gradually discovered that Fu Chen was strange: no matter where the microphone was handed to him, he would not answer it, and he would not respond even when he was illuminated by strong light. gone.

Everyone's hearts sank suddenly, and then they faintly became excited. This is big news, and the competition is who gets the exclusive content first.

"In the final analysis, this accident was caused by you sending flowers to Yu Jing. Do you regret it?"

I don't know who asked such a mentally retarded question on purpose. Ji Xia's eyelids twitched, and he had a bad feeling in his heart. He raised his leg and squeezed into the crowd, but it was still too late. The direction of the microphone is obviously inconsistent with the direction from which the microphone came.

The crowd was silent for a moment, followed by incredible murmurs and flashes of flashing lights.

Taking advantage of this gap, Ji Xia finally squeezed in, grabbed Fu Chen's hand that was outstretched in the air, and slapped off the microphone: "Get the fuck out of here!"

"Who asked the question?! Who asked the question just now!"

Ji Xia stood in front of Fu Chen, his eyes were red, and his voice almost split: "He just fell from such a high place, and you are still asking, is he a human?!"

"If something happens to him, none of you can run away!"

Ji Xia's voice was so hoarse that he could hardly speak, and his emotions were on the verge of collapse. He wanted to beat out all the reporters in front of him who only knew how to get the latest news, and he kept shaking Fu Chen's arm.

"Baby," Fu Chen held his shoulders, his cold palm seemed to carry infinite strength, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

This sentence was like a powerful tranquilizer, Ji Xia felt at ease, but when his nose was sore, tears were about to fall, he bit his mouth and nodded desperately: "Mmm..."

The siren of the ambulance finally sounded, the medical staff came in with a stretcher, the security guards widened the road, Ji Xia followed behind and gave Chen Qian a wink, and all the cameras and photos of the reporters were confiscated.

The door of the ambulance was closed, and the noise from the outside world was completely cut off. Finally, Ji Xia's tears fell uncontrollably. He held Fu Chen's finger and cried twitchingly: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, if you don't come to give me flowers Enough……"

Because of a sudden illness, Fu Chen's body was cold and aching. He followed Ji Xia's arm upwards and touched the water marks on his face: "Baby, you cried so hard that my heart broke."

Fu Chen let out a long sigh, pulled him into his arms and patted his back gently: "I'm fine, good boy, even if I do it all over again, I'll still come and give you flowers, it's not your fault."

Blame him for willingly chasing light.

Ji Xia cried even harder, his eyes were swollen like peaches, he was so choked up that he couldn't speak.

Fu Chen touched his hair: "I'm fine, take me home, there is medicine at home."

Ji Xia raised his head: "But, but you just fell from such a high place, why don't you go and check..."

Cold sweat broke out on Fu Chen's forehead, his eyes without focus fell on the air, and his voice was very soft: "Let's go back, shall we?"

Ji Xia couldn't bear Fu Chen's words like this, and was worried about Fu Chen's illness. After asking the doctor in the car if there was nothing serious, he asked them to drive to Fu Chen's house.

As soon as he entered the house, Fu Chen changed his weak state in the car, pressed Ji Xia against the wall of the entrance, and grabbed his wrist with great strength.

"Baby, you know my illness."

Fu Chen fumbled and bit Ji Xia's lips: "Once you get sick, even normal people can't do it. This kind of thing may become very common in the future, and it may not get better the next time you get sick. Maybe you don't have to wait until the next time, this time it will be fine." Become a useless waste, a burden!"

Fu Chen sneered: "Baby, do you regret being with me?"

The pain in his mouth tugged Ji Xia's nerves, Fu Chen's icy lips trembled slightly, and the kiss was chaotic and fierce, Ji Xia's wrist was tightly bound by Fu Chen, and he gasped in pain.

He finally understood where the abnormality after the incident came from, and he never thought that Fu Chen kept not telling him about his condition because he was afraid of it.

Fu Chen didn't get a response immediately, he held Ji Xia's waist, pressed him firmly in his arms, leaned into his ear and said softly, "It's too late to regret."

"Even Ke Li doesn't know here, as long as I don't let you go, do you think you can go?"

Ji Xia didn't say anything, just stood on tiptoe, turned her head and kissed his cheek, all the way to the corner of his lips, obediently: "Brother, if it can make you feel at ease, I am willing to be imprisoned by you for the rest of my life."

Ji Xia clasped his fingers together: "If you never recover, I will take care of you for the rest of your life. I can cook for you, take you to various places to play, and help you bathe, change clothes, and comb your hair... ..."

"But I didn't do very well, brother, don't be disgusted... um..."

Fu Chen almost kissed him fiercely. He suppressed his panting and rubbed against Ji Xia's lips: "Baby, if you think you can let you go by lying to me, I advise you to stop."

Ji Xia was a little annoyed. He said sincerely that such a long string of results would be regarded as a deception, but at the same time he could understand Fu Chen's thinking. If he had this disease, he probably wouldn't even dare to see Fu Chen.

Ji Xia bit Fu Chen hard, untied his clothes with trembling eyelashes, but spoke in a very provocative tone: "Since you don't believe me, it's fine if you make me unable to leave."

"Tear"

The clothes were thrown on the ground one by one, and suppressed crying sounded in the room.

Ji Xia couldn't think of any way to comfort Fu Chen, and he didn't know how to make Fu Chen completely trust him in this situation, so he could only give him everything he could, and never let go no matter how painful it was.

Fu Chen couldn't see his eyes, his whole body would be hot and cold for a while, and his strength was amazing. Ji Xia often felt that he was going to die one second, and was kissed tenderly by Fu Chen the next, only thinking that he must be well when he recovered from illness Teach him a lesson.

Finally, Fu Chen passed out due to illness and lack of energy. Ji Xia sent a message and asked Ke Li what medicine he was taking. He managed to find it and fed it to Fu Chen. Then he wiped Fu Chen's body with a wet towel and changed his clothes. Not far away.

He kissed Fu Chen on the forehead, lay down beside him, and muttered: "When you wake up, I will make you look good."

In the drowsy sleep, Ji Xia felt that his body became very heavy, sinking all the time, and then it was like seaweed floating on the surface of the sea, floating lightly, and there were large swaths of dazzling halos in front of his eyes.

The pungent disinfectant, the noise of twittering, Ji Xia immediately realized that this was a hospital, the only abnormal thing was the ear-piercing screams coming from afar.

Ji Xia took a look around and felt that the layout of the hospital was a little different from the ones he used to live in, colder and deserted.

He was a little surprised why he appeared here, he was still at Fu Chen's house just now... Ji Xia blushed, could it be because that was too much?

Grass, that's too embarrassing.

He looked down, and saw that he was wearing a very familiar hospital gown, and it was the same one from his original world—there was no such hospital in this world.

A bad premonition floated in Ji Xia's heart, and he ran to the bathroom to see that it was also his own face.

what happened?

Ji Xia: [System, system, are you there? 】

Ji Xia: [Where are we, am I back? 】

After waiting for a long time, there was no familiar voice in my mind.

Ji Xia panicked: "I'm back, what about Fu Chen? I said I would stay with him for the rest of my life..."

"Snapped"

The door was kicked open, and the child in a nest was thrown in and hit the corner of the table. He groaned in pain, rolled to the ground and shrank into a small piece trembling.

A man in a suit and leather shoes and wearing glasses stood at the door: "I know, what are you running for? You are sick, and you need to stay here for treatment."

The familiar voice made Ji Xia turn around abruptly, and he recognized at a glance that it was the much younger Qiao Dong.Ji Xia opened his eyes wide in surprise, and slowly turned his head to stare at the boy curled up into a small ball.

Could this be Fu Chen?

Has he returned to Fu Chen's childhood?

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor was getting closer, Ji Xia opened his arms to stop Qiao Dong: "What do you want..."

Qiao Dong didn't seem to see him at all, and as soon as he passed through his body, Ji Xia stood there for a while, then turned his head suddenly, and murmured: "How could it be..."

Qiao Dong picked up the child who was lying on the ground, and said in a soft voice: "I know you are a good boy, you must be sensible, I am the only one who can save you, those people outside are crazy. Will run into your room, beat you, scold you..."

"Please beg me, listen to me, and I will rescue you, okay?"

Ji Xia was furious when he saw it. He walked over quickly and raised his leg to give Qiao Dong a kick, but he still passed through.

And Qiao Dong had already brushed up the child's hair, stroking the delicate cheek with his palm.

Ji Xia cursed, and still punched Qiao Dong on the soles of his feet without giving up, but it was as if he was hitting the air, without any reaction.

Ji Xia's eyes were red with anger, and when he saw the medical tray next to him, he threw it on Qiao Dong.

"Ah!" Qiao Dong was so smashed that he almost fell to his knees. He threw the child to the ground and stood up. "Who is it? Who the hell hit me?"

Ji Xia blinked and smiled thoughtfully.

Qiao Dong couldn't find anyone around, and his heart was trembling. This is a hospital, and what he did was not glorious, could it be...

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, turned around and kicked the child lightly, and said condescendingly: "Think about it carefully, the only one who can save you is really me, and I will treat you well."

Ji Xia realized that although he couldn't touch people, but he could touch things, how could he let Qiao Dong go, seeing that he was about to leave, he quickly picked up the broom beside him, tripped him and beat him several times.Qiao Dong was really scared now, he stumbled and fled.

Ji Xia clapped his hands and hummed softly.

He squatted down in front of the child and carefully looked at his facial features, there was no doubt that it was Fu Chen.

Ji Xia waved his hand in front of him: "Fu Chen, Fu Chen, can you see me?"

"Fu Chen, are you alright?" Ji Xia looked at the arm passing through his body, his eyebrows drooped, "Be good, go to bed, okay, it's very cold here."

However, he said it many times to no avail. Ji Xia sat down against Fu Chen aggrievedly. He thought that maybe it was a dream or some other reason that he came here, but no matter what, Fu Chen should be able to touch him. of.

I didn't expect it to be impossible.

He was only depressed for a while, then patted his cheeks and straightened up. Fu Chen was still young, so he must not sleep on the floor, but he couldn't touch him either.

The more Ji Xia thought about it, the more anxious he became, walking back and forth in the ward.

"You don't want to go, can you? It's very noisy."

Ji Xia's raised foot just hung in the air: "You...can you see me?"

Fu Chen sat up slowly leaning against the wall, his narrow and beautiful eyes opened a slit: "I saw you as soon as I came in."

After all, this is Fu Chen from many years ago, not so defensive, not so cold, and even a little curious: "Are you a ghost?"

It was difficult for Ji Xia to explain, but he felt that he was right, so he nodded.

Fu Chen lowered his eyes and thought for a while: "Then why can't others see you, but I can see it?"

Ji Xia didn't know either, he didn't even know why he came here or where it was, he hugged his knees and squatted in front of Fu Chen: "Well... probably because I came here for you, so only you can see me .”

Fu Chen's eyes under the eyelashes flickered, and he turned his head: "Oh, I don't believe it."

Ji Xia wanted to laugh: "Hurry up and go to bed, it's cold here."

Fu Chen glanced at him: "Sing me a song, and I'll go."

Ji Xia really can't sing: "Be obedient, go to bed, let me tell you a story, okay?"

Fu Chen snorted coldly: "He said he came for me, and he didn't even want to sing."

Ji Xia: ...

Why was Fu Chen so difficult when he was a child?It's not the same type as him who grew up.

Ji Xia had no choice but to think about "Two Tigers" for a long time, so he sang it.

Ji Xia: "Okay, let's go."

Fu Chen was obedient now, he went to bed and lay down obediently, only revealing a pair of bright dark eyes: "Brother, you said you still want to tell me a story."

Ji Xia stared at Fu Chen's well-behaved appearance, his heart softened in a mess, he walked over and sat down beside the bed: "Tell me, what story do you want to hear."

Fu Chen blinked and blinked: "I haven't heard the story."

Fu Chen looked at him: "Brother, what's your name?"

Ji Xia's heart moved slightly, there is no system here, does it mean that he can tell his real name.

He coughed: "My name is... Ji Xia, you can just call me Brother Xia Xia."

Fu Chen stared at him for a while, which made Ji Xia's heart shudder, and almost felt that he was not a child in front of him, but the person many years later.

Fu Chen said softly, "Brother Xia Xia."

Ji Xia came back to his senses: "Hey, brother Xia Xia will tell you about...Sleeping Beauty."

Ji Xia half-reminisced and half-made up, and finally finished speaking, Fu Chen still stared at him with wide eyes, Ji Xia wanted to touch his head, but when he stretched into the air, he thought he couldn't touch him, so he had to give up: "Aren't you sleepy?"

Fu Chen shook his head and nodded again: "I'm sleepy, but I can't hear the story when I fall asleep."

"Brother Xia Xia, do you think the little prince will rescue me like Sleeping Beauty?"

Ji Xia's nose soured, and he nodded: "There will be, but he is a bit late, can you wait for him?"

Fu Chen's consciousness was already a little hazy: "Really? I've been thinking recently that it would be great if I died, but they won't let me die, so I just think about being in a sea of ​​fire, in an iceberg..."

"In that case, I'll just wait for him."

Ji Xia suddenly understood why Fu Chen's illness was mentally accompanied by physical reactions, and it was probably related to this kind of fantasy he had when he was a child.

At this age, when everyone was having sweet dreams, Fu Chen was thinking about how to die quickly.

Ji Xia's eyes were red: "Okay, when he comes, you won't think about it anymore, okay?"

Fu Chen had completely closed his eyes, and hummed in a daze.

Ji Xia bent down and hugged him gently through the quilt, feeling his body getting lighter and lighter, slowly floating up, seeing a large piece of light in front of him.

Ji Xia opened his eyes again, in front of him was Fu Chen's smooth jawline and slightly pursed thin lips.

Ji Xia looked at him in a daze for a while, then raised his head and kissed him.

Wrapping a pair of arms around his waist, he hugged him and turned around. Ji Xia lay on Fu Chen's chest. Fu Chen's tired voice came into his ears: "Tiantian, I dreamed of you."

Fu Chen's voice was low and mellow: "Honey, should I call you Brother Xia Xia?"