The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

Bai Lin let go of his hand abruptly, jumped up from the bed, unnaturally smoothed out the flying hair, and said expressionlessly: "I'll go see how they are getting ready."

He turned around, bit his lower lip hard, trying not to lose his composure, and when he turned his back and walked out of the room and could no longer see Mo Junyue, his shoulders couldn't help but sag.

Did you see it, did you hear it?

I don’t know how many times this kind of plot has been repeated. He said that he likes it but his heart is not touched at all. It is very similar to him who chooses to go against his will in order to gain favor with NPC when playing games, but he can win favor with the dialogue.

"It's not just a man, what's the big deal, if you are ruthless, I will be ruthless, big deal, big deal—"

The big deal is that I will play with you for a few more years in this world, preferably for decades, and see who is more stubborn than whom!

Bai Lin wiped his face, tried his best to hold back the tears, coughed twice, and strode out of the yard without looking back.

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In the room, Mo Junyue stared at the empty hand in a daze, the feeling of pulling out the hand without hesitation seemed to be still in the palm.

A black aura of mourning surrounds him. It seems that something is surging in his body, slowly gathering at the position of the left heart, and there are bursts of throbbing pain there, involving some emotion in the chest that is about to burst out. .

There was a voice in my head that kept repeating something.

His expression was confused with some worry, and he gently covered his forehead.No, he couldn't hear anything clearly, he only knew that it was a boy's voice, with the unique vigor and crispness of a boy, he seemed to be laughing and talking to himself.

Gradually, the sound dissipated, leaving only the picture.

In the scene, two teenagers stand side by side. The one on the left is much taller than the one on the right. They lower their heads to chat with him from time to time. The two of them are very close. It seems that some ambiguous seeds are planted in the middle. Disappear soon.

Slowly the scene changed, it was still those two teenagers, but this time the location seemed to be a cliff.The short boy kept stepping back, as if someone was approaching him in front of him.

Don't go, don't go!

Mo Junyue heard a voice shouting, and that voice was very similar to her own.

However, in the next second, the boy slipped and fell straight down the cliff. His figure shrank little by little until he disappeared completely.

Then it was time to wake up from the dream.

Mo Junyue suddenly woke up from the dream, her forehead was covered with sweat, and the roaring voice suddenly disappeared, but the figure of the boy remained in her mind and could not be dispelled.

In the dream, the young man had smooth skin and a beautiful appearance, both in outline and figure, he looked like a person——

Bai Lin.

In the room, the man's panting could be clearly heard. Mo Junyue pressed her temple tightly, and there was a throbbing pain there.

That was Bai Lin's disappearing memory, but it was the past that he could never forget.Although after that incident, he always felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost something most important.

Just like whenever he talks to Bai Lin, the heart that should be beating wildly is like stagnant water, calm and relaxed, there is always a voice in his heart telling him crazily——

It's not like this, it shouldn't be like this, you should be happier and happier and want to share all the happiness with him.

Why is it like now, taking the initiative to attack has never been his strong point.