Rules of Scum Attack [Quick Transmigration]

"you belong With Me."

The man's cold embrace made Luo unable to escape, he could only be hugged docilely, in front of the corpse, being possessed by the enemy paranoidly.

Since the out of control that day, Guderian seems to have returned to his original appearance.

But what is different from before is that he seems to have become more "sticky". Of course, this adjective seems incompatible with the general of the empire. It can only be said that he can no longer tolerate Luo's disappearance. He only hopes that the youth will always be in his eyes. , Even when dealing with official duties, he would let the young man stay in the study and choose a book to accompany him quietly.

Occasionally, as his servant, Luo would make a cup of tea for the general, which belonged to the Dongyang people and has now become a symbol of the wealth of the imperial nobility.

Guderian likes to watch Luo's quiet and soft expression when making tea, and is also used to the presence of young people who are always silently by his side.

He seemed to really fall in love with this man who was 16 years younger than him.

Peace, infinite peace, seemed so rare in this city, in this occupied country.Guderian held Luo's hand, his face expressionless but his eyes soft.The young man didn't resist at all, and what he said in front of the corpse seemed to be just angry words, not true.

Luo was even moved into the general's bedroom and slept on the same bed with the man. The restrained and gentle general could not do anything to force the young man, but would just burn a kiss on Luo's forehead every night, which seemed to be telling Youth - you are mine, forever, mine.

"Wait until everything is over." Guderian looked sideways at the young man watching him from the other side in the darkness, with suppressed emotions in his tone, "I will take you back to my hometown."

And then, together, until death.

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The new year is approaching. In order to welcome the arrival of the coming year, the depressed city has also become lively under the arrangement of Guderian. The vendors and shops are open for business, and the library and museum are also allowed to be visited. The treasures here belong now. The empire, and the people here are just refugees, they have not yet possessed the identity of the empire.

On the day before the New Year, Guderian took Luo's hand, and for the first time after that day, led the youth out of the house.

The cold air swept everything, and Luoshun obediently accepted Guderian's putting on a warm scarf for him. His whole body was wrapped in softness, only his white and cold face and those obsidian-like bright eyes were exposed.

Guderian raised the corners of his mouth and couldn't help pinching the young man's cheek, but because he was wearing gloves, he couldn't really feel the young man's temperature.A little disappointed, but the general still held Luo's hand persistently and walked step by step in the snow.

The soldiers beside them guarded them dutifully, even though it seemed like a date for two people, there were still three or four serious soldiers behind them.

As the general of the empire, Guderian has never tolerated any mistakes.He is not only himself, but also a symbol, a spirit, a great man.Perhaps in the eyes of many people in the empire, Guderian is their god, the god of victory.

But on a certain day, the God of Victory no longer protected them. He possessed human emotions and heart, and his heart was completely occupied by another person.

"General, where are you taking me?" This city is the city that raised Luo.As an orphan, he has lived here since he was a child, and he is familiar with every scene in the streets and alleys. The young people who have been nourished and grown because of the kindness of others will never repay others with kindness.

His gaze shifted from the hands they held together to the tall and broad back of the man. Guderian just led him forward, as if nothing could stop the man's pace, as he always did without hesitation.

Guderian stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked at the young man's reddish face, and pulled the other party's scarf so that it covered half of Luo's face, even the heat between his words was clearly visible: "If If it's cold, take the car."

The soldiers behind were like statues, pretending that they had no eyes and ears, and their faces were serious and emotionless.

Luo just shook his head, and his eyes moved to the surrounding scene. The dilapidated streets had been cleaned well, the icy cold wind blew away all the blood, and the despair and wailing had completely disappeared this winter.It's like a tired city is slowly recovering from the pain and re-distributing vitality.

"I'm not cold, it's just that I haven't walked these roads so seriously for a long time." Luo's eyes contained some pleading, "Can you walk slower? General, I want to take a good look at this place."

Guderian looked around and saw that the walls and ruins were broken, and the city that once raised Luo became a ruined existence. Such a scene was caused by him alone.

And if he had been more cruel at that time, the person in front of him might have been buried in dust long ago.

He couldn't help but clenched the young man's hand, fortunately he was by his side now.

When the civilians heard the movement outside, they closed the doors and windows tightly, and looked at the group of people walking on the bare land through the gaps. Their eyes were angry and unwilling, but also showed a lot of helplessness.

Soon, they reached the embankment by the river, which is the mother river of their country. The broad green river seems to have never been baptized by war, and it is still so clear and flowing quietly.Luo has watched all of these thousands of times in the past 20 years. He really doesn't understand why the general took him to see these scenery.

The chef received from the imperial family has been waiting for a long time to prepare rich dishes. In a high-end restaurant by the river, it is decorated with exquisite decoration, the slightly ambiguous lights are on the table, and the delicious dishes are placed on the table. On the long table, the attendants around were taking good care of him, being careful not to displease the general.

"This is a chef from the empire, and these dishes are also the characteristics of the empire." Guderian sat on the chair, even if it was just a casual dinner, it seemed to be attending a high-end reception. It has been measured thousands of times, so elegant and precise, "I hope you can like it."

Of course Luo likes it, he has never eaten such high-end food, and the delicacies of the nobles are even more out of reach for him.He showed a cute smile at the general, and continued to lower his head to taste the food. He didn't even need to cut the steak himself, as the attendants around him had already come forward to cut it for him.

After dinner, it was completely dark.Luo looked at the riverside scenery through the glass, and suddenly he saw something, and quickly got up and walked to the French windows.

Snowing.

The pure white snowflakes drifted down slowly, dancing their own dance in the swagger of the dim street lamps, for a moment, Luo's eyes became a little hot.Such elegant and white snow washed away all the guilt and anxiety in his heart, but he was immersed in the beauty of this moment, unable to extricate himself.

Luo put his hands on the glass, wanting to look at the drifting snow from a close distance.

Guderian walked slowly behind Luo, then hugged the young man tightly, buried his face in the other's neck, and took a deep breath.Luo's body was stiff. He could feel the man's warmth and those powerful arms, and he was bound so tightly that he couldn't move.

The rest of the people in the restaurant were gone, but soothing dance music came out from the stereo.

"Will you dance with me?" Guderian raised his head and asked the gentleman.

"But I don't know how to dance, General." Luo lowered his eyes, watching the snowflakes disappear into the ground and turn into snow water.

"It's okay." Guderian took Luo's hand to the open space in the center of the restaurant, "Just look at me."

The two were holding hands, shaking slowly with the rhythm of the dance music. Under the dim light, Luo could clearly see tenderness on the man's usually cold face, and his dark green eyes seemed to be staring at his lover, full of tenderness. own reflection.

Luo seemed to be stung, and rushed to hug Guderian.

The general gently pressed the young man's head, leading him to enjoy the warmth of this moment slowly and slowly to the rhythm of the dance music.

No war, no hatred, no negativity and resentment.

This moment is a moment of love.

"I still have a gift for you." Guderian said with his head down, and then led him to the viewing platform on the second floor amidst the young man's helpless eyes.

On the surface of the river, a bunch of fireworks rushed into the dark sky, and then at the moment when the countdown reached zero, it burst into dazzling brilliance.

This kind of vitality and hope makes the whole city come alive.

The colorful fireworks were reflected in Luo Hei's eyes, and he stared blankly at the sky being dyed in a different color, as if the name of hope was written all over it.

But such a gift came from the enemy and only belonged to him.

Luo was hugged tightly again, but this time, the man did not restrain himself, he lowered his head slowly, and kissed his dream.