Camouflage Small Bag [Quick Transmigration]

When Lin Xiuyuan climbed to the third floor, his waist could no longer straighten up.

Zong Yan's room is in the same layout as his bedroom on the second floor, and they are both in the middle.

The macaw in his arms stared at the repeater behind him and called the young master non-stop, obviously frightened.

Lin Xiuyuan didn't have time to comfort it, so he could only keep moving forward.

His back was like a huge stone with water on it, and it became heavier and heavier as he walked, and he could hardly jump up at the back, his neck seemed to be strangled, and his breathing became more and more difficult, so he could only rely on crutches to move forward.

Nearly two meters away from the room, there was a "squeak" in the silent corridor, and the sound of the door opening suddenly sounded.

Lin Xiuyuan couldn't lift his head, only felt someone approaching.

At that time, he couldn't be sure whether it was Zong Yan or something else, but he still shouted: "Uncle Zong...is that you, Uncle Zong?"

Slow footsteps stopped in front of him.

At this time, Lin Xiuyuan's back suddenly lightened, and the cold and biting strange feeling on his skin began to leave.

The corridor was pitch black, he took a long breath, raised his head again, but still couldn't see the figure in front of him clearly.

But there was only one person on the third floor, so there was no need to guess.

Lin Xiuyuan smiled slightly, and touched it tentatively without thinking.

Immediately, Liang Sisi's arm was firmly pinched by the opponent's hand.

"Who told you to come up?" The voice was hoarse, restless and impatient with being disturbed.

Lin Xiuyuan was taken aback by his training.

The other party didn't seem to want to hear his answer very much, so he let go of his hand: "Go down now."

"...But I..."

The man just said coldly: "Go down."

Lin Xiuyuan didn't move.

The man's body was cloudy, and he wanted to say something, when he suddenly coughed.

Lin Xiuyuan immediately asked, "Uncle Zong, what's wrong with you?"

The man turned and walked away.

Lin Xiu thought he was going to leave, so he chased after him without even thinking about it. It was so dark that he couldn't see the way clearly, and his legs were not working well, so he grabbed the man's nightgown with one hand, and the man froze, as if he was annoyed , broke off his hand abruptly.

"Hmm..." Lin Xiuyuan frowned in pain, couldn't stand still, staggered and was forced to rush forward.

The macaw nestled in his arms suddenly let out a loud cry, broke free and flew out.

Lin Xiuyuan fell to the ground together with Zong Yan.

The man snorted.

Lin Xiuyuan was on top of him, and the blanket underneath didn't hurt, but he was in a panic. With one hand, he tightly grasped the man's unbuttoned nightgown, and with the other hand he groped around on the floor, "Pig, pig? Come here." Don't run around!"

That parrot was very obedient, and when Lin Xiuyuan called his name, he jumped on his shoulder.

Lin Xiuyuan was relieved, and reached out to touch the man under him: "Uncle Zong...do you hurt from the fall?"

When no one answered, he moved his hand forward and couldn't move at all when he touched the other person's face.

The man's voice was as cold as ice: "...get off."

Lin Xiuyuan knew that the memory of each world of the reference object would be cleared, but when he heard this sentence, he still didn't know how to react.

He didn't move for a long time, and the opponent's patience seemed to be at an end. He raised his hand to push him away, but before he touched the opponent's body, his palm was wet by one or two drops of water.

The body tensed up instantly, the man's heart seemed to be split suddenly, and even the breathing rate became abnormal.

Lin Xiuyuan tried to get up with his hands on the ground, and suddenly he heard the other party ask in a deep voice: "...why are you crying?"

He said in a hoarse voice, "No." He wanted to help him after he finished speaking, but the other party stood up first.

The light was suddenly turned on.

The corridor becomes brighter.

Lin Xiuyuan didn't even have time to react, and the reddish ends of his eyes were already revealed in the opponent's eyes.

Lin Xiuyuan blinked, and the mist was hidden by a row of black eyelashes. He seemed to have forgotten the sadness not long ago, and said to the business: "Uncle Zong, don't be angry, I didn't mean to disturb you, they are bullying me down here , There are a lot of scary things suddenly in the place where I live... You are my father's friend, can you help me?" If you say there is a ghost for no reason, the other party will definitely not believe it, and they may just drive him away.

Zong Yan stared at him, still asking the same sentence: "Why are you crying?"

Lin Xiuyuan pursed his lips: "...Oh, I'm scared to cry, they gang up on bullying me... Uncle Liu is not here, I'm afraid."

The man fell silent, as if trying to tell the truth from what he said. After a while, he took out his cell phone and made a call.

Lin Xiuyuan took a peek at Uncle Liu's number. He was a little curious and wanted to see what they would say.

After waiting for a while, no one answered.

Zong Yan didn't continue to call back, but glanced at the young man.

The arrogant young master in the past looked really bullied. He secretly rubbed his eyes a few times, and the hand holding the cane was also red. The edge of the palm seemed to be worn out, but when he looked at him, his eyes were bright.

The tip of Zong Yan's heart seemed to be knocked down, soft and sore, and felt uncomfortable for the first time, so he stared at his broken palm and asked, "Why don't you use a wheelchair?"

Lin Xiuyuan said: "It was so sudden, I was terrified, and I didn't have time."

Zong Yan sullenly said, "This is your home." Why is he being bullied like a drowned puppy now?

However, Lin Xiuyuan misunderstood what he meant, with a very surprised and surprised expression, and then went to his bedroom next to him with a cane: "Oh, okay, then I'll go in."

"..."

He was afraid that the man would throw him down in a blink of an eye, so he skipped into the room with the open door without saying a word.

Many places in the house have been rearranged, and the overall tone is colder, a style completely different from his room.

He went in for a while and found that Zong Yan hadn't come in before looking back.

The man stood outside the door, and when his eyes met, he straightened his nightgown with a sullen face, and came over.

Lin Xiuyuan hurriedly sat down on the sofa, hugged Zhuzhu and said, "Uncle Zong, I won't disturb you, and Zhuzhu won't bark."

"..."

"Oh, Piggy is the name of this parrot!" He said and glanced at his watch, it was three o'clock in the morning.

The man looked at him and said, "There is a guest room next to it."

Lin Xiuyuan immediately shook his head: "It's all cleaned up, so I can't sleep." He took off his shoes nervously, and curled up on the sofa, forming a small ball: "Uncle Zong, I don't occupy a lot of land, so I can't sleep." Don't bother you, go to sleep." He said and glanced over, the man was watching him quietly.

Lin Xiuyuan turned his back directly, his hands were almost dug into the sofa.

After frightening for a while, the indoor light finally went out, and the man went to the bed without saying a word.

Lin Xiuyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that his body in this world is very delicate, and it was okay to fall asleep at first, but within half an hour, he felt uncomfortable all over.

He twisted back and forth, afraid of disturbing the person on the bed, the arc of his movements was very small, which made him feel even more uncomfortable. When he turned over, he couldn't control it, and accidentally fell to the ground.

He lay on the floor carefully, wriggling like a caterpillar, before he got up, there was a sudden sound of a man getting off the bed.

Then strode over.

Lin Xiuyuan had never been so nervous. In the final analysis, even if he was thrown out, he might not be really haunted by that ghost, and there was no hope of running down to force those people out, but he was just afraid.

Afraid that Zong Yan would throw him down.

Knowing that he has no memory, it's normal to treat him no matter what, but she just doesn't want to do that.

Lin Xiuyuan clasped the leather of the sofa so tightly that it was about to break. The moment the man approached, his anxiety reached its peak: "I'm sorry, I didn't want to disturb you. The sofa is too small, and the side of the sofa is slippery... ..."

Before he finished speaking, the man leaned over and hugged his body.

The moonlight came in through the window, Lin Xiuyuan raised his head, the man's thin lips were tight, his slightly lowered gaze did not look at him, the strength of holding him was not well controlled, Lin Xiuyuan was strangled and frowned.

Soon, Lin Xiuyuan was put on the bed by him.

Zong Yan didn't turn on the light the whole time, and didn't touch his injured leg. After putting the person away, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Who are you?"

Lin Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, and the other party seemed to know that the question was inexplicable, so he shut up, lifted the quilt up for him, and was about to leave.

Lin Xiuyuan said in a muffled voice, "Where are you going?"

Zong Yan: "Sleep."

Lin Xiuyuan said, "Don't sleep on the sofa, it's uncomfortable."

The man ignored him and fell asleep silently. His physique was much bigger than him, but after lying on it, he didn't move around like him at all, and there was not even a slight sound.

Seeing that he was really asleep, Lin Xiuyuan didn't say any more, but also closed his eyes. He couldn't fall asleep at first, but he was soon dragged into the darkness by fatigue.

A night without dreams.

Lin Xiuyuan was woken up by the pain in his neck. When he opened his eyes, he knew that he had fallen into a pillow. Besides, his body also ached.

Zong Yan's bed was re-customized by his assistant according to his habits, and it is not soft at all. If Lin Xiuyuan had a normal physique, he would not feel much, but now he seems to have a bed that is easy to touch. Uncomfortable crispy skin, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the princess and the pea.

Lin Xiuyuan hummed, and subconsciously called Uncle Liu.

Uncle Liu didn't come, but a gloomy man who had already changed his clothes appeared beside his bed, asking him to get up.

Lin Xiuyuan said: "I can't get up...it hurts..."

The man looked at him for a while, and found that he really couldn't get up, so he tensed up and dragged him up steadily, but when he touched his back, he found that there was a layer of sweat.

He frowned and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Lin Xiuyuan's face was wrinkled into a ball: "Uncomfortable."

"Where?" He didn't even know that his voice suddenly softened.

Lin Xiuyuan pointed to his neck, then to his waist: "Here, and here... It's uncomfortable... It hurts..."

The man glanced at his beautiful waistline, his eyes flickered slightly: "Did you fall last night?"

"No..." Lin Xiuyuan saw that it was rare for him to talk so much to himself, and he felt a little better, "It should be because I didn't sleep well."

Zong Yan didn't sleep all night, he was very clear about the young master's dishonesty in sleep, seeing his butt moving slightly on the bed, he seemed to guess the reason, closed his eyes, and looked at him probingly.

Lin Xiuyuan couldn't figure out what he was thinking, and muttered in a low voice: "What's wrong, Uncle Zong?"

The man looked away slightly unnaturally.

After a while, Lin Xiuyuan heard him say something coquettish in a hoarse voice.

The author has something to say: continue tomorrow~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Ah Haruka 3; Eri 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 57 bottles of silence; 3 bottles of sugar; 1 bottle of Yuedong;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!