Kiss every script [Quick Transmigration]

Although Mu Zhichan stopped talking in time, Jiang Lu, who was very close, still caught it accurately. He couldn't help but subconsciously folded his arms, and said in a hoarse voice: "No need, what is actually buried inside is..."

Mu Zhichan turned her head and stretched out her hand to cover Jiang Lu's mouth, staring into those smoky eyes and said softly, "Needless to say, I understand."

Since Jiang Lu didn't even tell him such a big thing as a fake death, then he must be carrying out a state-level secret mission. Therefore, as to who is buried in the tomb, let it continue to be a secret.

He didn't want Jiang Lu to have any risk of being exposed.

Jiang Lu stared at Mu Zhichan for a long time, feeling that his heart seemed to be tightened by an invisible net, and it was painful.

Mu Zhichan smiled, as if there were stars in her eyes, as if the pain brought by those five years had not left the slightest trace.

Jiang Lu clasped his wrist, a kiss fell gently on Mu Zhichan's eyelids, his Adam's apple rolled and he whispered: "I don't ask for your forgiveness, I just want to ask you to let me stay in your world inside."

"That depends on your performance." Mu Zhichan raised her eyebrows lightly, hooked Jiang Lu's Adam's apple with her fingertips, and smiled brightly.

Seeing this, Jiang Lu also laughed.

The two spent the whole morning on the soft sofa, and in the afternoon, Mu Zhichan couldn't bear being hugged by Jiang Lu like a pillow, so she decided to talk to He Mumu about her "second spring" ".

Jiang Lu wanted to go with him, but was ordered by Mu Zhichan to prepare dinner at home, so he could only stand silently at the entrance and watch Mu Zhichan get dressed and put on shoes, like a big dog abandoned at home by its owner.

——looks pitiful...

"I'll be back soon." Mu Zhichan whispered on Jiang Lu's lips, "The two of us have been bored at home for the past few days, don't you feel bored?"

Jiang Lu shook his head, grabbed his windbreaker and said in a low voice, "Why don't you let me go with you?"

Mu Zhichan looked amused, "We are good friends gathering, why are you going to join in the fun?"

Jiang Lu stared at him gravely, did not respond, but did not let go.

"Although we reunited after a long time, it's too late." Mu Zhichan stretched out her hand to hold Jiang Lu's face and gave him a wink, and said with a smile, "What's more, I think you have something you want to do yourself."

Jiang Lu pondered for a moment, then slowly let go of his hand, "Come back early."

Mu Zhichan made an OK gesture, flicked her high ponytail, and walked out the door with a smile.

As the door closed, the living room instantly became quiet, which made Jiang Lu suddenly a little uncomfortable.

The tall man sat on the sofa for a while, with his hands crossed against his chin, his gaze unconsciously falling on the photo frame placed on the coffee table.

——It is the wedding photo of him and Mu Zhichan.

Jiang Lu pursed his lips and stroked the edge of the photo frame with his fingers, his mind full of thoughts.

He thought back a lot, remembering the first bouquet of flowers that Mu Zhichan gave him, remembering Mu Zhichan's first experience of extreme skydiving, and the first cat they raised...

"Brother Lu, I'm really curious about how our cat dismantled the house while we were away, so I plan to install a camera in the southeast corner of the living room and in this photo frame."

"Okay, Ann."

"...how are you doing?"

"I come."

On that summer day six years ago, the silver-haired young man was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his fluffy snow-white cat in his arms, looking as beautiful as an oil painting.

Jiang Lu hopes that the camera is not broken, because he really wants to see Mu Zhichan in the past five years. Although he can't participate, he really wants to know, like masochistic.

So, he took out the camera hidden in the photo frame after a few strokes. After inspecting the battery and found that there should be some electricity left, he leaned over and pulled out a palm-sized silver metal box from the drawer under the coffee table. Microsoft's thinking: Even though five years have passed, the location of things at home has not changed.

Afterwards, Jiang Lu stuck the camera into the metal box, and after a few adjustments, the metal box made a slight buzzing sound, and a virtual light screen was suddenly projected into the air, and the living room scene from six years ago reappeared before his eyes.

Jiang Lu watched quietly, seeing Mu Zhichan six years ago with a lively and unrestrained smile, seeing him chasing the cat and running around in the living room... The tenderness and love surging in his chest made the corners of his eyes red.

He watched for a long time until the day he saw his baby and learned of his death.

At this moment, the colors in the video seemed to have faded into black and white in his eyes, Jiang Lu clenched his fists and stared at the light screen, his eyes became more and more red.

until--

Ling Chao appeared in the camera.

*

Meanwhile, the "Shipwreck" bar.

Mu Zhichan sat on the high stool in front of the bar, resting her chin with one hand, her posture was lazy, and the light in her eyes was terribly seductive.

When He Mumu saw Mu Zhichan like this at first glance, for a moment, he felt that he had returned to five years ago. After all, Mu Zhichan five years ago had this virtue, and he was very unruly.

"Why, did you find the second spring?" He Mumu sat beside him, shaking the ice cubes in the wine glass and asked expressionlessly.

"Yes." Mu Zhichan said with light in his eyes, "It's the one I met in the interpretation world before."

He didn't tell He Mumu about Jiang Lu's resurrection, because he was afraid of causing him any unexpected trouble. After all, it was a major secret.

"You finally think about it." He Mumu patted him on the shoulder in relief, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm so happy."

"Thank you for taking care of me these past few years." Mu Zhichan gave He Mumu a hug, but was lightly punched by the other party, and heard him scolding with a smile: "Thank you, shit, I finally don't have to worry about what day I will give you." You collected the body."

Hearing this, Mu Zhichan waved her hands repeatedly with a smile and said, "No way, no way."

He Mumu snorted, "Bring me to see someday."

"Well, I'll bring him over in two days." Mu Zhichan picked up the wine glass and touched He Mumu, and chatted with him about the recent situation with a relaxed expression, but she didn't know how many eyes it attracted.

Just when the two were chatting happily, a man in a white shirt and black trousers sat on the other side of Mu Zhichan, and said to the bartender in a low voice: "A glass of sake, add ice, thank you."

Because his voice was a bit unique, Mu Zhichan glanced at him casually from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but pause.

——Why does this person look familiar...

And that hair color is the same as his own, it's all silvery white, to be honest, his hair color is really rare, anyway, it's the second time that Mu Zhichan has seen someone with the same hair color as her in such a big life, As for the first time I saw a leukemia patient...

"Hello." Rong Beichen keenly caught Mu Zhichan's eyes looking at him, and turned his face to him with a slight smile.

"...Hello." Mu Zhichan didn't expect that this person would greet him, but when this person faced him with his whole face, some strange and familiar memory fragments seemed to flash in his mind, and he quickly let him go. He didn't have time to catch it, and for some reason, he wanted to get close to the other party inexplicably, and his mood was very subtle.

——Obviously it was the first time we met...

Just when Mu Zhichan was struggling, Rong Beichen and He Mumu had already chatted with him, so when he came back to his senses, he somehow blended in, and couldn't help but sigh the affinity of this man named Rong Beichen It's really scary.

It's just that the atmosphere on this side is happy and harmonious, but somewhere more than ten kilometers away, the atmosphere is extremely suppressed, and it feels like a spark can explode instantly.

"I don't want to see you again." Jiang Lu looked down at Ling Chao who was lying on the ground in pain with cold eyes, turned around and strode away while taking off his blood-stained leather gloves and throwing them into the trash bucket.

Looking at the bloody sky in the setting sun, Ling Chao laughed out loud, tears seemed to fall from the corners of his eyes, he raised his hand and slowly wiped away the blood from the corners of his lips, and muttered to himself: "You love him so much..."

Ling Chao, whose ribs were broken from the beating, turned over with difficulty, and curled up enduring the severe pain, feeling terribly cold all over his body, as if he had fallen into a hole in the ice.

After an unknown amount of time, a pair of black leather shoes came into his sight.

"Ling Chao, it's time to wake up from the dream." Yue Jingyao knelt in front of him on one knee, his voice was hoarse and terrible.

"Yeah...it's time to wake up..." Ling Chao closed his eyes and clenched his collar tightly, trying to resist the pain flowing from his limbs to his heart, his voice trembling: "it's time to wake up."

……

……

"It was really pleasant to chat today. Although I haven't said goodbye yet, I am already looking forward to the next meeting." Rong Beichen said warmly.

"Me too." Mu Zhichan replied, raised the frantically vibrating optical brain on his wrist to take a look, bent his lips and stood up, waved to the two of them in a happy mood, and said in a slightly raised tone: "I'll go back first , like my boyfriend is urging me to die."

"Get lost." He Mumu waved his hand in disgust.

What the two of them didn't notice was that the smile on Rong Beichen's face became a little stiff after hearing Mu Zhichan's words, and then he insinuated: "Maybe, we can chat again. Cicada's boyfriend?"

He Mumu thought for a while, and said with a serious expression: "Then it will be a long story..."

Rong Beichen ordered another glass of wine and listened attentively.

*

At dusk, a large piece of orange-red sunset glow spreads across the sky. From time to time, there will be huge, brightly colored airships shuttling through the air tunnel, which looks magnificent and dazzling.

Ke Yin sat in the land maglev vehicle heading towards Mu Zhichan's house, resting his chin on one hand and looking at the scenery outside the car window, with the high-quality ingredients for Mu Zhichan's body placed beside him, he thought: maybe At this time, you can take the opportunity to ask who the man before was.

"Stop for a moment." Ke Yin suddenly said, staring fixedly at the two people who were kissing not far away, clenched his fists so hard that his joints turned white.

As long as the two kissed, Koyne watched for as long as he did. In the end, he closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair, and softly ordered: "Changing the road, go back to Sky City."

"Yes sir." The driver replied.

At this moment, Koyne only felt that there was an empty space in his chest. He looked indifferently at the high-quality ingredients at hand, and then raised his hand and threw them into the self-degrading trash can in the car.

……

……

Mu Zhichan pushed away Jiang Lu who still wanted to continue kissing, covered her red and swollen lips, and glared, "Are you still a human?"

Jiang Lu raised the corners of his lips and did not respond. He only heard a "click", and Mu Zhichan found that his left wrist was handcuffed by the man in front of him with a silver handcuff, while the other hand was baked on the other's hand. Angry and funny.

"Where did it come from?" Mu Zhichan asked.

"When I came here, I passed by an adult goods store." Jiang Lu's tone was calm, as if he was saying that the weather was fine today.

Mu Zhichan directly skipped this topic, raised her eyebrows and asked again: "Then dare to ask this police officer, what crime did I commit to arrest me?"

Hearing this, the tall man turned his face sideways, letting the gold leaf-like afterglow of the setting sun gather on his eyelashes, the tip of his nose, and his slightly parted thin lips.

"The crime of stealing one's heart."

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