The prince insisted on embarrassing me [Transmigration Book]

What does it mean?

Wu Jun frowned, not understanding what kind of mood and tone Yin Ce said these words.

Not reconciled, he ignored the numbness of his legs and feet, stumbled up and ran towards him, and grabbed him brutally to ask clearly: "What do you mean!"

Yin Ce turned his head, his whole body was flat without any ups and downs, "It's not very interesting."

After finishing speaking, he quietly shook off Wu Jun's hand that was grabbing his wrist, turned his head and walked away, not giving Wu Jun who was stunned where he was in the same spot.

Seeing this, Xiao Ba took a few steps forward and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "There are no fixed answers to many things, it is enough for you to have your own understanding."

"What do you mean?!" Wu Jun flicked Xiao Ba's hand away, grabbed his collar and asked, "What do you mean it's enough for me to have my own understanding?! What did you guys hide from me?!"

Xiao Ba was silent, only shook his head slightly, and refused to reveal a word.

After waiting for a long time, Wu Jun resigned to his fate and let him go.He lowered his head and unconsciously opened his pupils for a long time, and tears finally fell from his eyes that had accumulated for a long time.

Tears were streaming down his face for a while, then Wu Jun suddenly raised his head and laughed, laughing with tears streaming down his face.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! I get it! I get it!"

Just looking at the appearance, it is impossible to tell whether Wu Jun is crying or laughing. Xiao Ba sighed.He silently watched the back of Wu Jun leaving like this, feeling rather helpless.

Every world needs to promote development passively or actively. It may be cruel, but in the case of world construction, it is inevitable.

Otherwise, everything in this world will be reduced to nothingness until it disappears completely.

But in that case, the world that Wu Jun originally lived in will be affected to a greater or lesser extent, and in a chain reaction, other worlds will also be affected by changes in other worlds.

Too much, and if you choose to do nothing, the entire universe will fall into chaos.

As a member of the Space-Time Administration, he cannot sit idly by.

The same is true for the introduction.

As a member of the Space-Time Management Bureau, Yin Zhi also cannot sit idly by.

Even if the process is a bit difficult, they have to bite the bullet and continue walking for the sake of all the souls and people.

Yin Ce, who turned around and left suddenly, closed his eyes forcefully, feeling such a deep sense of powerlessness for the first time.

"Huh—" He took out a cigarette and took a big puff, Yin Ce chuckled, "I'll tell you everything you want to know after everything is over."

At that time, no matter what Wu Jun wants to know, Yin Ce will promise to know everything and talk endlessly.

It takes courage to speak the truth, but it also takes timing.

Yince only hopes that when he has the courage, opportunities will still exist.

As long as Wu Jun is safe, he doesn't care about the rest, and he can do it for him and complete it.

The next day, the first day Wu Jun was released from prison, Wu Yiming and Song Ke, who had heard the news and came here, slapped Wu Jun each.

Immediately afterwards, Song Ke was the first to speak: "You rebellious son! You don't know to tell me and your father about such a big thing as getting out of prison!"

This time, instead, Wu Yiming, who has always been strict with Wu Jun, persuaded Song Ke: "Calm down, the child is fine."

Wu Jun, who was still keeping his head tilted after being slapped, closed his eyes, pursed his lips lightly, and then turned his head to face them: "Sorry, it won't happen in the future."

Hearing this, Song Ke, who had been fierce just now, hugged Wu Jun like a deflated ball and cried out violently, feeling very sad.

"Silly boy! Do you know that your father and I worry about you every day! After we came out, we didn't report that we were safe, and ran to this wilderness by ourselves! What on earth are you thinking!"

Wu Yiming pulled her: "Okay, ok, Jun'er has just come out of prison and is very tired. You should not put too much pressure on him."

Choked with sobs, Song Ke slowly let go of Wu Jun, and then held his hand tightly, not daring to let go for a moment.

Walking between the two like a baby, Wu Jun felt a burst of warmth from his family after a long absence.

He suddenly felt that sometimes the world is pretty good.

Along the way, they didn't ask whether it was true or not that Wu Jun had colluded with the enemy's spies. They just talked about what to eat tonight like ordinary couples.

After dinner, when Wu Jun was trembling at the corners of Wu Jun's mouth several times being held back by Amu's tears, Wu Yiming waved his hand and said, "Amu is also worried about you these days. Jun'er, you should go and let him take a look." , otherwise he won’t worry about it.”

Wu Jun pursed his lips helplessly: "Understood."

As soon as he returned to his room, Amu eagerly came up, grabbed Wu Jun's hand and checked this and that, for fear that he might leave any injured place of Wu Jun.

After several inspections, when he saw the small wounds on Wu Jun's body, Amu choked up with tears, grabbed Wu Jun's sleeve and began to cry.

"Wuuuu... Young Master, yes, it's Amu, it's useless, wow! It's Amu, it's useless!"

Seeing Amu crying with snot and tears, Wu Jun, who wanted to say something to comfort him, suddenly burst out laughing.

He pressed Wu Jun's shoulders, picked up Amu's fat face, and asked knowingly, "I must have been nice to you before."

Amu raised his head, wiped away his tears with his sleeves indiscriminately, and looked at Wu Jun with a pair of red eyes: "Dang, of course, you are really good to Amu, master."

The corner of Wu Jun's mouth curled up unconsciously, and he was delighted in his heart: "I knew it."

Hearing this, the sad Amu stopped wondering: "Know what?"

"Hmm—" After thinking for a while, Wu Jun blinked his left eye, "Secret."

Amu curled his lips, knowing that Wu Jun didn't intend to say anything, and he couldn't ask anything, so he just nodded: "Well, young master, you should rest earlier, and you should rest when you haven't had a good rest these days."

Before closing the door, Amu told him again: "Master, if you need anything, you must call Amu, Amu will be here anytime."

Wu Jun smiled and patted his head, "Understood, you should go to sleep too."

"Okay." Amu nodded, and after confirming that Wu Jun was fine, he closed the door completely and left.

Lying on the big bed, Wu Jun rolled around a few times for no reason.Hugging the pillow, Wu Jun covered the hard bed with his hands. For the first time, he felt that this bed was extremely comfortable to sleep on. It was more comfortable than any high-brand bed in the world. He closed his eyes and fell asleep comfortably.

It's not strict, but under the hierarchical system that obviously has a significant influence, Amu can still sit on an equal footing with Wu Junping like the younger brother next door, and he is more relaxed in private. From this point of view——

Wu Jun, who had an indifferent appearance before, was indeed nice to others.

That night, Wu Jun slept well and had a dream, dreaming of his past self.

From the third perspective, Wu Jun saw his young self going home alone, his palms tightly clenched to the straps of his schoolbag, his head lowered all the time, he didn't know what he was thinking, but he looked a little nervous for no reason.

Wu Jun tilted his head and looked around, trying to use his dream to see this place that he had left for a while.

With a quick glance, it is full of hazy street scenes.

He secretly sighed and laughed at his confusion, how could he use dreams as 3D scenes.

Before he had time to think, the scene in front of him quickly changed.

In the darkness, through the lighted window, he saw himself sitting at the desk writing homework in the room on the second floor.

This self is bigger than before.Somehow, Wu Jun could perceive what age group he was at this time, and he could see clearly what he was writing at that time from a long distance away.

—It’s a diary.

That self is seriously writing a diary, leaving delicate and powerful strokes on the paper.

Wu Jun at this moment could see every word clearly.

"He... was bullied by others again."

Why? !Is this his voice? !Also, why did he say "again"? !

what's the situation? !

Wu Jun wanted to turn his head, but found that he couldn't control his body at all, so he could only continue standing like this, looking at himself in the room through the window.

what!

Wu Jun was shocked, he guessed that he wouldn't memorize it like this!Just lamented how comfortable his bed was, and then immediately gave him a "ghost bed"? !

Taking a deep breath silently, and then holding it hard, he concentrated all the strength in his body on his fingertips, trying to pinch himself awake.

He has been successful in this kind of situation in the past, and he has little experience in this kind of thing.

Just as he moved his fingertips with difficulty to pinch himself, Wu Jun's feet suddenly became empty, and he fell weightlessly.

His heart trembled violently, and then his originally stiff body resumed its activities, and he scratched wildly with his hands and feet, trying to grab something.

But no matter how he grabs and breathes heavily, not only the sense of weightlessness keeps increasing, but his whole body keeps falling, and the oxygen in his body also seems to hear the news of his distress, and rushes out desperately in a crowded group, which is bound to shake him off. The next master struggled to survive by himself.

Help... who can help...

It seemed that this sentence was passing through his mind with difficulty. Before Wu Jun could judge whether this sentence had really appeared, his whole body was surrounded by the cold tide.

At the same time, he also fell into endless darkness and gradually lost consciousness.

In the haze, at the moment before he was about to fall completely into the abyss and long river, he felt that he was gently hugged by someone, and there was a touch of cold warmth on his lips, which was contradictory and real.

When he opened his eyes, there was only an illusory floating shadow.

He couldn't clearly distinguish the man's voice and smile, but there was an unreasonable impulse in Wu Jun's heart, which was burning hot and noisy across the corners of his eyes, along his cheeks, and finally stopped at his chin.

The moment he called out that person's name, that hot tear also fell, awakening his physical body.

Sitting up abruptly, Wu Jun, who hadn't returned to his senses from the dream, grabbed forward desperately with one hand, hoping to grab a corner of the man's figure, and what he yelled out together was the man's name.

"Yince!"

don't go.