Bai Yueguang, he only loves villains [Transmigration Book]

After the train arrived at the station, they came to the seaside cliff where they watched the sunrise before.

This beach has been bought by Lu Youyuan. Together with the rest of the town, it is being renovated now. There are not many people on the beach.

In the distant sky, the setting sun is slowly falling into the embrace of the sea, and there is a unique summer smell of soil and water vapor in the air.

When walking a few hundred meters away from the edge of the cliff, Lu Youyuan pointed to his feet and said, "I was standing here at the time, watching her jump down."

Shi Zhou was stunned for a moment before realizing that "she" refers to Lu Youyuan's mother.

The woman who was as weak as a dodder flower was overwhelmed by the reality of her husband's death and chose to end her life carelessly.

A helpless underage child was also left behind.

Lu Youyuan looked at the edge of the cliff with rolling waves, just like looking at himself at that time.

The snow-white sea water scrambled to rush over, with the courage to smash one's body to pieces.

At that time, their mother and son had just come to Binhai from the imperial capital. This was his mother's ancestral home, and his grandfather, who had passed away for many years, had an abandoned ancestral house here.

The small courtyard house has been in disrepair for a long time. When the door is opened, the sawdust on it will rustle and fall.

The mother and son also have a place to stay.

Although this place is very different from the villa the Lu family lived in before the bankruptcy, Lu Youyuan didn't find it difficult. On the contrary, he really wanted to persuade his mother to get out of the sadness.

He once knocked off the opponent's sharp fruit knife facing his wrist, but the next day he would still see the bandage wrapped around his plain white wrist.

They came here to avoid debts, and they didn't have any extra money on them.

His mother has never been in the sun since she was a child. After this accident, she has long been devastated. On the contrary, Xiaolu Youyuan was forced to worry about her livelihood every day.

It was another day of waiting for the sun to set on the edge of the cliff, Lu Youyuan looked at the back of the woman, who was immersed in his own world, but he still had to think about where to buy tomorrow's food.

Xiaolu Yuyuan didn't understand each other very much.

His mother faced the lonely and boring sea all day long and remembered the cowardly man who abandoned his wife and children. Lu Youyuan's immature mind still couldn't understand the complex emotions of adults.

Or, as written in the book, he was indifferent since he was a child.

Also just experienced a major blow, his mother was in a daze all day long, only knowing to miss the past, but Lu Youyuan knew that time would not wait for anyone at all, and the road ahead had to be moved forward by himself.

But the other party still led him to climb the sea cliff every night, without speaking, just sitting quietly.

I thought that day would be the same as every day before, when the other party had stayed enough, they would come over and hold his hand, and we would go back to that moldy and decaying home together.

Unexpectedly, after dark this time, the other party still refused to leave.

It was a starless night, it had just rained a few times, the sky was still foggy, and there was no one on the coast.

Xiaolu Youyuan wiped off the rainwater dripping on his face without emotion, and said to the woman's back: "It's time to go back."

The other party seemed to have never heard of it.

Xiaolu Youyuan approached a little closer, and repeated: "We should go back."

The woman turned her head back, tears flashed in her eyes, wet her eyelashes, and her brows were filled with unresolved sadness: "Xiao Yuan, mom doesn't want to leave yet."

The other party was wearing a white dress, which was a bit old, like the one she wore when she first met her husband: "It was here that your father and I met for the first time. If we could go back to that time, we should have How nice..."

Thinking of the market that will be closed at night, Lu Youyuan frowned: "I'm leaving."

A layer of white mist filled the sea, and the sea was silently engulfed by layers of waves and pushed to the edge of the cliff.

The woman was silent for a while, and finally said in a shy voice, "You go."

Lu Youyuan rolled up his trouser legs that were completely soaked in rainwater, turned around to leave, but he didn't expect to hear the sound of the other party getting up the next moment.

He looked back and saw only a fleeting moment of white cloth.

For so many days, he walked the road alone on that day, which was very dark and windy.

......

Shi Zhou was fascinated by the other party's narration, only to hear Lu Youyuan suddenly say: "This is not mentioned in the novels you read."

Shi Zhou nodded hesitantly: "I don't know about this."

Lu Youyuan's eyes are like this sea without waves, dark and dark: "I often think, if I stayed with her back then, would she not be able to dance?"

He's never been this complicated.

He seems to be indifferent to everything, but quietly puts things that others think he doesn't care about in the deepest part, and sometimes tears in his heart, but he still has to pretend with a cold appearance.

Shi Zhou was stung by this sentence, and held the other's hand: "You were still young, so I can't blame you..."

"These are all the moments I have personally experienced, you say," Lu Youyuan said indifferently, as if it was an insignificant thing, "Can a character in a book without thinking feel pain? He will too life?"

He asked these questions and didn't want to know the answer. He knew in his heart that what he experienced was the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of a living person.

The few words and phrases in the book are the life that he gritted his teeth day by day.

"This is what you don't know, all of me."

This first half of my tattered life is torn apart, and my heart has already been mended, which is not very decent.

Lu Youyuan: "So I won't collapse, even if all this is false in your eyes, but everything I have experienced is true to me."

Shi Zhou bit his lips: "You have never been a fake in my eyes."

He looked straight at the other party, and said seriously: "You saw my memory, and there are my feelings in the memory. When I read this book, you are not a big villain, nor a catalyst or npc. You are My protagonist."

"You also occupy all the field of vision in my world. You only met me on the first day when you picked me up, but I have known you for a long time in another world..."

"I look forward to meeting you, comforting you, hugging you, and telling you that none of this is your fault."

Shi Zhou's throat choked: "These are impulses from a long time ago. After I met you, I have new wishes."

Lu Youyuan had never heard such words before, he opened his lips, and his voice was a little low: "What wish."

Shi Zhou took a deep breath and said, "I wish I could tell you I love you every day, but I feel like I can never say enough."

Shi Zhou understood that that time was the shadow of Lu Youyuan's life, but now he has himself.

If a person lives in the world, if no one loves him, he will be deserted after death.

Perhaps Lu Youyuan's painful memories of the first half of his life will never be forgotten, but he will kiss his wound with love.

Lu Youyuan and Shi Zhou's eyes lightly met, the other's eyes were hot, and his heart trembled.

The old pain was torn open a crack, and soft and warm light penetrated.

Before meeting Shi Zhou, he had never had the affection of his parents or siblings, he had never experienced burning love, and even his friendship was quite lacking.

Lu Youyuan tried to be patient, but in the end he couldn't hold back, he held the other person's shoulders, his eyes were turbulent, rolling all the emotions like silent waves.

When he spoke again, his voice was already a little hoarse: "I love you, and I will show you my whole self. In exchange, you will not be allowed to leave me."

Shi Zhou put the other person's hand on his heart, and solemnly swore: "I will never leave you, I will always love you."

Love makes people stingy, so he wants to be the greediest one in Lu Youyuan's life.

Lu Youyuan brought Shizhou to the ancestral house where he once lived.

After his mother died, this old house was sold as the only money to support him to go to school and return to the imperial capital, and now it has been re-bought by Lu Youyuan.

Shi Zhou discovers that Lu Youyuan is really a nostalgic person.

He looks cold and hard, and nothing catches the eye, but the small gray building they met in the old city, the ancient town they visited together, the Binhai they visited...

All the places where good memories were preserved were all marked by Lu Youyuan silently, and he made a prison for himself.

There is a banyan tree with its head out on the roof, which is the season of lush greenery.

There is a rusty copper lock hanging on the door. The buildings here are almost all wooden, and they still retain a bit of simplicity.

Sea water is corrosive. This old house had been renovated before they came. The road in front of the door was covered with bluestone slabs, and some moss grew in the gaps.

Lu Youyuan pushed the door open and entered, and the vines climbing on the wall came into view, which added some vitality to the house that had not been lived in for a long time.

The roof and rotting wood had been replaced, and there was no musty smell in the air, and there was a distinct smell of wood shavings.

Lu Youyuan helped Shi Zhou pack his luggage, and the only thing he wanted to bring with him was the pot of wood sorrel.

He put the flower on the window sill of the bedroom, Lu Youyuan: "Why do you still bring it here?"

Shi Zhou took a handful of water from the faucet outside the house and poured it on the somewhat dry soil: "I'm going to stay here for a summer vacation, I'm afraid it will be lonely."

Lu Youyuan chuckled: "Then why only bring it here, those roses in your garden should be lonely too."

"When people go far away, of course they have to bring their precious things." Shi Zhou touched the four leaves under the flower, and said seriously.

This free and cheap wood sorrel is more precious to him than a garden full of roses.

of course.

He also brought some things that Lu You didn't know before, and they were all prepared in advance after listening to Shan Xia and Qi Qingqing's reminders.

Although these two people are both single mothers and fetuses, it does not prevent them from having a heart to witness love. Shan Xia came up with her own theory and mysteriously stuffed the box to him.

"You have already had a tacit understanding at the spiritual level, and the rest depends on 'that', you know."

When Shi Zhou thought of the "private items" that had been hastily thrown into the deepest part of the suitcase before leaving, he felt his whole body warming up in place, and the already hot weather added to the shame.

But what he didn't know was.

Before coming here, Chen Weihe told Lu Youyuan in private that the brain is connected to every nerve and internal organs of the body, and Shizhou had suffered a lot before, even if he went far away, he had to take good care of his body in a clean place.

In the end, I was worried and added a sentence, "I know that you young people are burning firewood, but it's best not to mess around until your health is recovered."

Shi's father and Shi's mother listened attentively.

Knowing that Lu Youyuan didn't dare not care about Shi Zhou's body, this trip for two also made them feel at ease a lot, so they agreed very happily.

Lu Youyuan looked at the big and small rooms in the courtyard, and asked Shi Zhou, "Where do you want to sleep?"

Shi Zhou didn't know anything about Chen Weihe's instructions, so he asked first, "What about you?"

Lu Youyuan pointed to the room where he put flowers just now: "I sleep here."

Shi Zhou said "oh", he looked around the room, the bed was huge: "Then I'll sleep here too."

Lu Youyuan simply said: "No."

He found another room with better lighting, and moved the pot of wood sorrel on the window sill that Shi Zhou had just placed there: "You live in this room."

Shi Zhou looked at the distance between himself and the other party, one in the southeast and one in the northwest, and the farthest diagonal, and shook his head decisively: "Forget it, I'll live next door to you."

When they came here last time, Shi Zhou hadn't awakened yet, sleeping on the same bed with Lu Youyuan, he only felt nervous and at a loss.

Who would have thought that this time they would lose the chance to sleep together directly.

At night, Shi Zhou was lying on the bed.

Here is not far from the seaside, the humid wind mixed with the transparent rain passes through the treetops and flies into the window lattice, and it feels cool when you look up.

Shi Zhou raised his hand to close the window, and a ray of moonlight shined on his face through the glass. He watched the patterned mosquito net turn over and over, and couldn't sleep anymore.

He sat up again as if giving up, and knocked on the next wall.

The beds in the two rooms are behind this wall, Lu Youyuan's voice sounds very close, and he is still not asleep: "What's wrong?"

Shi Zhou resigned, "I can't sleep."

The other side was silent for a moment: "Then listen to pure music for a while to brew sleep."

"..."

Shi Zhou responded with a sound, but actually put on his shoes quietly.

He glanced at the suitcase, thought about it, and took out something from it, stuffed it into the pocket of his pajamas, then opened the door with the smallest movement and tiptoed to the next door.

Before he raised his hand to knock on the door, Lu Youyuan, the prophet of uncertainty, opened the door a second earlier.

Shi Zhou was taken aback, and pretended to be calm: "It's raining a little outside, let me see if you closed the window."

Lu Youyuan looked at the pillow he was holding in his hand, sighed, and made room for the other party: "Can you come in?"

Shi Zhou's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly squeezed in.

He put the pillows together with the other's, and quickly climbed onto the bed, occupying half of the other's place.

Lu Youyuan saw a boxy plastic package fall out of Shi Zhou's pocket, he squinted his eyes, leaned over to pick it up from the bed: "This is..."

The bright packaging is even more shining by the moonlight.

Shi Zhou touched his trouser pocket, completely dumbfounded.

He looked at the small, unspeakable thing in the opponent's hand, and his brain shut down with a "buzz".

Shi Zhou's face was so hot that he could boil more than a dozen eggs, he stammered and gestured: "I, I, this is not mine!"

"It's not yours?" Lu Youyuan laughed lowly, "Could it be possible that the sky here can make dodge tricks out of thin air?"