I'm weak, I installed [Transmigration Book]

Soft and luxurious curtains are lined up on both sides. Only the inner layer of thin white gauze blocks the bright night view outside the window. The continuous light bands of the streets and alleys are blurred under the gauze, as if the night sky is reflected in the water, and the water surface moves gently. ,? will blur all the scenes.

The room is brightly lit like daytime. The silk bedding on the double bed is ambiguously hung at the corner of the bed, and most of it hangs down to the ground along the side of the bed.

The bed was messy and empty, and the clothes on the carpet were scattered,? until the white shirt outside the bathroom door as the end.

There was the sound of water rushing in the bathroom, and the damp mist lingered, hazy the mirror.The floor tiles with beautiful patterns are covered with a shallow water layer. Two pairs of bare feet step on the bright colors of the floor tiles. The thin and slender Achilles tendons are full of bones, white and strong.

Under the sound of water, there were several unbearable muffled hums.

There was water constantly overflowing from the bathtub, but the amount of water gradually decreased, until there were only small water splashes that were squeezed and swayed against the inner wall of the bathtub.

A hand with bony bones grasped the blind on the small window by the bathtub,? Clutched several fan leaves together,? The back of that hand was tense,? The skin looked transparent under the light,? Slightly raised,? The force is so strong that it seems to tear the window leaves.

After a while, another slender and white hand reached out from the side, gently holding his wrist, rubbing his thumb against the permanent scar on his wrist, and then opened his fingers one by one, opening the blinds. Delivered from him.

Chun Leshui clasped his ten fingers and pulled Song Hanzhang's hand to his lips, and kissed it lightly. He asked Song Hanzhang again: "Does it hurt?"

Song Hanzhang leaned over and kissed him, from the side of the ear to the lips: "It doesn't hurt when you are by my side."

Chun Leshui laughed, and took Song Hanzhang back to the bedroom. By the time the footprints on the carpet reached the bedside, they were so shallow that they were almost invisible: "Grandpa used to show me photos of you when you were young, saying that you were clingy and coquettish when you were young. I still don't believe it."

The legs of the two were intertwined under the sheet, and the pillow Chun Leshui was cushioned behind them, and they sank deeply when they leaned on them.

Song Hanzhang was half lying on his side, with his arms resting on the side of his head, watching Chun Leshui from bottom to top.

Chun Leshui grabbed his left hand.

Feeling the bulge under the fingertips, Chun Leshui looked down at him: "I feel it now."

Chun Le shrunk, and lay beside Song Hanzhang side by side. Song Hanzhang immediately came over to hold his lips, and the two exchanged a kiss.

"Do you feel okay? Is there any discomfort?" Chun Leshui asked him.

"Very good." When Song Hanzhang spoke, he couldn't bear to take his eyes off Chun Leshui's face.

"What were you thinking about halfway?" Chun Leshui rested her chin on the pillow, and turned her face to him, "This can be a distraction, I thought it was because of my poor skills."

Song Hanzhang was silent for a moment: "Nothing."

"Song Hanzhang, do you still remember what you promised me after seeing the psychiatrist?"

Chun Leshui naturally didn't know the content of the conversation between the doctor and the patient, but since he knew that Song Hanzhang's heart knot was his own, Chun Leshui also made three chapters with him, for example, he couldn't worry about any content that caused him a psychological burden by himself.

If he didn't say it, Chun Leshui would have no way to help him relieve it. He hoped that with the joint efforts of the two of them, Song Hanzhang's mental state would gradually recover, which required Song Hanzhang's cooperation.

Song Hanzhang has been used to digesting all the pain by himself all the year round, even in the face of Chun Leshui, he still can't analyze his heart proficiently.

But it was Chun Leshui's hand that reached out to him, and he wanted to grab it.

After a while, he said slowly: "I just feel that compared to your meticulous care, I really can't do it. Before... I was very rude."

Two people in love doing this kind of thing is obviously the sublimation of the two souls who love each other, but at that time he was immersed in self-righteous revenge, neither he nor Chun Leshui could experience this kind of happiness.

Compared to him, Chun Leshui was tortured physically and mentally.

Thinking of it, Song Hanzhang felt a little uncomfortable.

During the period when Chun Leshui just left, Song Hanzhang would often fall into the dream that made him extremely sad, watching Chun Leshui gradually develop love for him in the dream, seeing him always following behind him , Seeing his eyes always stay on himself.

Every time Song Hanzhang wakes up from his dream, he is a little out of breath. The more Chun Leshui in the dream loves him, the more heartbroken Song Hanzhang outside the dream is.

Even if he and the Song Hanzhang in the dream were separated and took different paths in the later stage, before hearing Chun Leshui's heartfelt voice, he had actually done those things that hurt the other party.

But he couldn't help but think about it over and over again like masochistic, to feel the pain of Chun Leshui at that time.

This caused him to feel pathologically uncomfortable whenever he thought of these things.

In the bathroom just now, there were other things to distract his attention, but at this moment, he sank into it extremely quickly, his face paled visible to the naked eye, and his breathing became short of breath.

"Song Hanzhang?!"

Song Hanzhang stared at him for a moment, stretched his arms and hugged Chun Leshui tightly, so strong that he almost embedded Chun Leshui into his body.

Chun Leshui was a little anxious, but being held by him and unable to move, she could only help him to follow his back: "What's wrong?"

He rubbed his face affectionately against Song Hanzhang's, warm and comforting kisses kept falling on the side of his face, waiting patiently for him to adjust his emotions.

Under his comfort, Song Hanzhang gradually calmed down.

"I'm sorry." Song Hanzhang said.

"What are you apologizing for?" Chun Leshui thought about the topic at the last moment, and the hand on Song Hanzhang's back was still stroking up and down through the bathrobe, and he said, "It's not your fault."

"Didn't we talk after falling into the water? For those things before, compared with you, I was the one who pushed myself into the abyss. I also said at the time, if I were you, I might not be able to compare you Do better." Chun Leshui said, "I still think so now, if we really want to talk about right and wrong, then the author who created this contradiction for us, Cheng Qiqiao who drugged you, and the one who was unclear at the time Myself. Not you anyway."

Song Hanzhang didn't say anything, and said after a while: "But you don't want to meet me again..."

Chun Leshui gave a short "ah": "It's not because of you, it's because I'm afraid."

The two haven't had such a deep heart-to-heart talk until now, and Chun Leshui's answer also surprised Song Hanzhang, but now that the topic has come to this point, Chun Leshui can now talk about it calmly.

"Because I didn't know at the time that you were no longer the Song Hanzhang I met for the first time. I knew how rare it is for me to have today, so I definitely wanted to stay away from you. I was afraid that I would meet again. You are entangled." Chun Leshui retreated slightly, looked into Song Hanzhang's eyes, "Didn't I say that if you were that Song Hanzhang, we would have no chance now. The one I don't want to meet is him, Not you."

The two looked at each other, and each other's face was reflected in the eyes of both sides. Chun Leshui held Song Hanzhang's lips: "Let them go, Song Hanzhang. Don't torture yourself for the past, now I'm not with you by your side?"

"Yes, you are by my side now." Song Hanzhang said hoarsely, keeping his face away while talking.

"Are you crying?" Chun Leshui grabbed his face with a smile, "Let me see, I haven't seen it yet."

"No." Song Hanzhang hid a few times, but was finally pinched by Chun Leshui and turned away. His eyes were a little red, and there was a slight glint in his eyes. He cried but not completely.

This indifferent and ruthless face to others only showed such a fragile and fragile expression when facing herself. Chun Leshui was a little itchy, and forced her body to kiss her: "Cry for me to see?"

Song Hanzhang paused first, and then responded eagerly to Chun Leshui. The bed shook, and Song Hanzhang turned over and sat on Chun Leshui.

No one spoke anymore, only the figure shaking on the white gauze curtain.

After tossing around for most of the night, Song Hanzhang's eyes were a little swollen when he woke up the next day, just because Chun Leshui tried his best to coax and force him to cry last night, but Song Hanzhang didn't know how to break the defense later on. Yes, really buried in the pillow and cried.

It has been a long time since he vented his emotions with a clear head. Even when his grandfather and Chun Leshui passed away, he endured it. When he couldn't bear it, he suffered a serious illness and then everything seemed to be back to normal. As a result, all the tears Unable to stop, the last two of them quit their business and sat cross-legged on the bed to wipe away Song Hanzhang's tears.

The more Song Hanzhang cried, the more ashamed he became, and the more he was ashamed, the more he cried, which made Chun Leshui laugh, and rolled him into bed again.

When he wakes up now, his eyes are a little too tight to open, but it is undeniable that Song Hanzhang feels a lot relieved after venting.

He turned his head and looked at Chun Leshui who was sleeping soundly in his pillow. No matter how tired Song Hanzhang was or how late he slept the night before, he would open his eyes on time the next day, and he didn't have the habit of staying in bed. Will get up and take a shower.

But Chun Leshui is lying beside him now, Song Hanzhang has struggled several times, the time for the meeting to end last night was relatively late, and he was stuck with Chun Leshui after that, he still has a meeting this morning, and some work needs to be done before the meeting , Song Hanzhang finally tore himself away from Chun Leshui.

He gently closed the bedroom door and asked the hotel to bring him coffee and ice packs.

After finishing his work, he changed into a clean suit, and before going out, he walked into the bedroom and took a look at Chun Leshui. The latter was still sleeping. Song Hanzhang leaned over and kissed him on the forehead while sitting on the edge of the bed.

Chun Leshui suddenly raised her head and kissed the corner of his mouth.

Wrapped in the quilt, he rubbed against the pillow, opened his eyelids and looked at Song Hanzhang in a neat suit: "Are you going to a meeting again?"

Song Hanzhang nodded, and Chun Leshui stretched out his hand from under the quilt to help him straighten the tie around his neck, and patted his lapel: "It's hard work, Mr. Song."

He spoke with a smile, and Song Hanzhang was taken aback.

It seemed that when Chun Leshui spoke to him for the first time, he had such a coquettish intimacy.

Seeing him watching him not moving, Chun Leshui smiled and said: "Why, don't you want to part with me?"

Song Hanzhang grabbed his hand: "Chun Leshui, don't leave me again."

There was a little cautious fear hidden in his sincere eyes, afraid that Chun Leshui would not respond to him as usual.

"Okay," Chun Leshui said without thinking about it, "Boss Song's kindness is hard to turn down."

Even the air was silent for a moment, Song Hanzhang confirmed again and again: "Really?"

Chun Leshui nodded, and said, "President Song, what else do you want?"

He just asked casually, but he didn't expect Song Hanzhang to be really quiet, and then said: "Then you...don't secretly praise others for being cute."

Chun Leshui blinked and laughed out loud.

It was only when the plane landed in country A that he discovered that the message he had sent to Chu Lin had been sent to Song Hanzhang by mistake. However, it had been more than ten hours since the message was sent out, and Song Hanzhang did not pursue it. forget.

It turned out that he just forgot.

"Song Hanzhang," Chun Leshui laughed, and patted Song Hanzhang's face, "You are so clingy."

The eyes of the two lingered between each other's eyes and lips, and Song Hanzhang's words disappeared between their lips and teeth.

"because I like you."

Want to monopolize you.

The author has something to say: I was locked, so I edited an article by the way_(:з」∠)_

As for the locked content, when I come back and have time to polish it, see if there is any chance (.

That’s it for the time being, Baozi, and I’ll start updating the episode tomorrow. There are about four, five or six chapters of Yazi, to solve some remaining problems and daily routines.

Then there is an if-line fanfare in which the misunderstanding potion and Song Gou fell in love early if there is no medicine. After all Chun and Song's fanfare ends, they may write sub-cp, but it is not necessarily true. Anyway, the following fanfare is probably about these contents. Thank you all in advance.

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