Quick Transmigration: The villain's Bai Yueguang is dead again

Yu Tang and Wei Mosheng were not lazy when they ate dumplings on the first day of the new year. They would make and cook dumplings when they got up early in the morning. After eating, Yu Tang took Wei Mosheng out.

"Brother Tang, where are we going?"

Wei Mosheng knew that Yu Tang was from out of town, his parents had passed away when he was young, and he had no relatives in City A except his buddies.

So it should not be to pay New Year's greetings.

"Take you to a place." Yu Tang put on thick gloves, tightened the scarf, and finally put on the motorcycle helmet: "You will know when you arrive."

"Why are you still so mysterious?" Wei Mosheng muttered and got into the car, and sat firmly with his arms around Yu Tang, more curious than ever.

Yu Tang took him to the largest hospital in City A.

"Why do you come to the hospital for Chinese New Year?" Wei Mosheng followed behind Yu Tang, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Ever since Jiang Yuan died, he hated the hospital.

Although he knew it was wrong to think so, he always felt that it was a bad place for the hospital to take away his loved ones.

Yu Tang didn't answer him, but took him by the hand and led him to the top floor of the inpatient building.

This floor is full of luxury wards, and those who can use the medical resources on this floor are top rich people.

Yu Tang glanced at the ward not far away, and sure enough, he found several bodyguards guarding outside.

He dragged Wei Mosheng to a corner and asked how long the system would last.

【All right. 】

As soon as the system sounded, a large group of medical staff ran out of the office and rushed to the ward. Within 2 minutes, they came out of the ward with carts carrying patients.

The haggard middle-aged man was lying on the cart, his cheeks were sunken due to the pain, his eyes were slack, and his head was tilted, but his eyes happened to fall on the face of Wei Mosheng who was hiding in the corner.

When their eyes met, Wei Mosheng's mind shook and he frowned.

After leaving the hospital, he asked Yu Tang: "Brother Tang, I still don't understand why you brought me here?"

After the middle-aged man was pushed into the operating room, Yu Tang took him downstairs without saying a word, making him confused.

"Don't ask." Yu Tang flicked him: "I will explain to you later."

The middle-aged man is Wei Mosheng's biological father, Wei Chang. He has been tortured by illness for two years, and today he finally reached the point of exhaustion.

Although Wei Mosheng always said that he hated Wei Chang, Yu Tang also felt that Wei Chang was not a good person, but he thought that this man was Wei Mosheng's biological father after all, so he decided to take Wei Mosheng to meet the man.

Try not to leave regrets.

"Why do you always explain to me later?" Wei Mosheng was a little annoyed: "It's a good first day of junior high school. I went to the hospital to see a patient, but I don't know what the picture is about."

Yu Tang coaxed him: "Don't be unhappy, let's go, let's go to a movie, and I'll treat you to popcorn."

"Dude, do you think a bucket of popcorn will get rid of me?"

"Then what do you want?"

Wei Mosheng leaned his face closer: "Why don't we add a kiss?"

He smiled: "Quick, brother Tang, just give me a kiss and I'll be happy."

"..." Yu Tang looked at the pedestrians around him: "Here?"

"Correct."

"Can you change the place?"

"No."

Yu Tang had no choice but to quickly lean over and kiss Wei Mosheng on the face.

The young man laughed immediately and his peach blossom eyes turned into crescent moons, his heart was so beautiful.

Later, he asked Yu Tang to accompany him to ice skating and skiing, doing all the things he wanted to do in the past few days.

Then he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the official preparation stage.

After all, it was a national competition, and he had agreed that if he wanted to win the first prize, he had to go all out.

He wanted to be Yu Tang's pride.

Let his Tang brother feel proud when he mentions him to anyone.

On March 3, Yu Tang visited Wei Chen before he went abroad to discuss business.

Tell him not to tell Wei Mosheng about his participation in the life and death boxing match.

On Su Yu's side, it's easy to do things with money, but on Wei Chen's side, even if he knew that the other party would have an accident on the plane back to China, he was worried that this prankster would reveal the matter before that.

"I just can't figure it out." Wei Chen was full of surprise: "You are willing to risk your life for him, why don't you let him know?"

"Mr. Wei, there are so many things in this world that you don't understand, and this one is not bad." Yu Tang couldn't explain to him that he had already obtained what he wanted from Wei Mosheng, and now he was just finishing it. .

To make myself feel less guilty.

"Okay." Wei Mosheng said: "I should be able to come back before the boxing match starts on March 3th. You should prepare well, and then don't lose too badly and embarrass me."

Yu Tang breathed a sigh of relief: "I know."

When Yu Tang returned home, he found that Wei Mosheng was cooking.

This time is approaching the competition, Wei Mosheng should not come back so early.

Feeling strange, he walked to the kitchen and asked, "Why did you come back so early today?"

"The teacher told me to rest at home for two days so that I can prepare for the competition in a better state." Wei Mosheng's voice was flat, sounding a little indifferent.

He turned off the fire, lowered his head and served the vegetables: "I went to the boxing ring to find you."

Yu Tang froze for a moment: "When?"

"05:30."

"Then why didn't you call me? We can come back together."

"I saw you staying with Wei Chen." Wei Mosheng clenched the shovel in his hand, then slowly released it, and looked up at Yu Tang: "Brother Tang, tell me the truth, do you feel that the agreement with me? Like playing house with a child?"

"Does it mean that no matter what I do, I can't compare to Wei Chen, he is the boyfriend candidate in your heart, and I, in your eyes, will always be a child who can't grow up!"

"I didn't..." Yu Tang didn't expect Wei Mosheng to react so strongly, he wanted to explain: "I'm looking for him because the boss asked me to..."

"Haven't you used that excuse enough?"

Wei Mosheng grabbed Yu Tang's shoulders tightly, his eyes turned red: "You said you had no feelings for him before, but now you always meet him without telling me."

His emotions were on the verge of collapse, and he asked hoarsely, "What do you think of me?"

Yu Tang was stunned.

There was a sudden dull pain in his heart.

It's as if I've heard this word somewhere.

But in Wei Mosheng's eyes, his appearance made the boy think that he had guessed his mind correctly.

The light in the black eyes disappeared, and his face turned gray.

It turned out that he was really self-indulgent.

He thought that Yu Tang's behavior of pampering him in the past two months meant that he was about to accept him.

He had even started to imagine that after the match, the other party accepted his confession and was really with him.

But now it seems that it was just his wishful thinking and wishful thinking.

Feeling so cold, Wei Mosheng leaned over overwhelmed, pressed on the man's lips, bit them fiercely, and pushed the dazed Yu Tang against the wall, for the first time without considering the other's feelings, and deepened the kiss.

Yu Tang frowned in pain, and wanted to push Wei Mosheng away, but his wrist was clenched tightly and he was pressed against the wall.

A faint smell of blood filled the air, and Yu Tang felt that Wei Mosheng was not kissing him, but more like eating him.

It wasn't until he felt that he was about to suffocate that the boy finally let go of him and pressed against his forehead.

The eyelashes were stained with a crystal clear liquid.

Yu Tang saw it clearly.

it's tears...

Why cry?

The words of blame stuck in his throat, and Yu Tang didn't know how to react for a while.

"Brother Tang, I think..." Wei Mosheng's voice choked up, and he said the word "I want you" very lightly.

He stretched out his hand to caress the man's face, and begged him desperately, "Is it okay?"