turn a rival into a wife

Ren Er's pupils shook, and there emerged another world, a world he didn't want to recall, a world he sealed in a box and locked with chains.

Now because of his appearance, those memories surged in, making his head dizzy for a while, and his stomach also felt uncomfortable.

Song Wanting was attracted by the man's sudden laughter. He was a young man with beautiful peach blossom eyes. He was stylishly dressed and had brow bone nails and nose nails. He had a very exaggerated feeling. Along with his big laugh people think he is crazy.

Something dripped onto his head, he raised his head suspiciously and was startled by Ren Er's pale face, what dripped down was his cold sweat.

After such a short time, he was as wet as if he was fished out of the water.

"what happened to you?"

Ren Er didn't hear his voice, his ears were full of the sound of chains rubbing against each other, and those heart-piercing crazy roars,

Song Wanting put his hand on his wrist: "Ren Er?"

Ren Er trembled for a while, those voices receded like a tide, the autumn wind blowing head-on made him calm down, and he said "ah?" in a daze.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Wanting looked at him worriedly, obviously he was fine just now.

"Ah——I'm fine." Ren Er swallowed his saliva, pushed Song Wanting and left here as if running away quickly.

It's all over, it's all over, he's fine, he must be fine.

When carrying Song Wanting to the car, because of restlessness, he even accidentally knocked Song Wanting's foot in the cast against the car door.

Song Wanting pursed her lips and did not make a sound. After Ren Er got into the car, she said, "Don't drive. You can't drive in this state. It's too dangerous."

Ren Er's hand, which was about to turn the car key, stopped, and then remained motionless.

Song Wanting lowered his brows, he understood the relationship between him and Ren Er, the other party didn't need to tell him everything, but how could people feel at ease like this.

The Ren Er he knew was a silly young man with a lot of joy.

But what's wrong with him now, it must be a big deal for a character like him to behave abnormally like this.

"Where's your lollipop, take it out and eat one."

Ren Er was like a robot that had received an order, and only then did he move. He fumbled in his pocket anxiously, and said without any fluctuations in his tone: "No, I didn't buy it."

His head hit the steering wheel with a "squeak" and he remained motionless again.

Song Wanting was so startled that his whole body was shocked, and he stared fixedly at Ren Er for a long time.

The slender fingers suddenly pressed onto Ren Er's head, inserted into the hair, grabbed Ren Er's head roughly, and forced him to face him.

Thick smoke blows from the thin lips towards Ren Er's expressionless face.

As the smoke blew past, Ren Er's eyes finally became enlightened, reflecting Song Wanting's stern face.

Song Wanting grabbed his head with one hand, and put the slender cigarette rod back into his mouth with the other. With his cheeks slightly sunken, the sparks from the cigarette butt burned down quickly.

He put down the cigarette, rounded his lips, shook his head slightly, and slowly blew the smoke towards Ren Er.

Ren Er, a person who has not completely quit smoking, has no will to resist at this moment, and inhales the smoke vigorously. The smell of nicotine enters the body, anesthetizing some pains engraved in the bones.

He narrowed his eyes intoxicated, and approached Song Wanting greedily.

The smoke slowly passed out of Song Wanting's mouth, like a thin sea of ​​clouds, and then was sucked into Ren Er's body, walking around the lungs, the smell of smoke is also the smell of Song Wanting.

Another cigarette was lit, Song Wanting drooped his eyelids slightly, and the light gathered in his eyes, bright and full of aggression, although it is not suitable, he is also a man, Ren Er's squinting and intoxicated look is really yes……

Although the original intention was good, the distance between the two of them is not ambiguous, and the tip of their noses is about to fight.

The cigarette rod was pressed against Ren Er's lips, and it was held at an angle in Song Wanting's mouth.

Ren Er opened his eyes, looking a little more energetic: "Give me one."

Song Wanting took the cigarette away: "No, you are quitting smoking."

Blow the smoke over again, the smoke travels back and forth between the two mouths, the smoker faints, and the smeller faints too.

Ren Er stared greedily at his lips, and when Song Wanting took another puff of cigarette and was about to blow on his face, he grabbed Song Wanting's collar to control him, and kissed him at the same time.

The smoke seemed to explode in his mouth, Song Wanting coughed and couldn't breathe, his face turned red in the blink of an eye.

Ren Er wished to suck all the smoke out of his mouth, and went to lick his tongue again, scratching his gums.

Song Wanting's suffocated eye sockets were moist, but there was an indescribable excitement, the hand holding Ren Er's head slid down to his neck, and hugged him tightly.

He didn't want to push Ren Er away but stuffed the cigarette. Ren Er felt that his movements loosened him a little. Their foreheads were pressed together, and the cigarette holder was inserted between their lips. They smoked hard, While kissing wildly, the sparks from the cigarette butts burned their faces, but no one cared.

The smell of nicotine seemed to ignite even their nerve endings.

Song Wanting pressed Ren Er's neck several times to think about it, so that she could be at a higher place, but Ren Er pushed her back more and more.

The remaining half of the cigarettes fell because of the dishonesty of the two.

Ren Er leaned half of his body to the side of the co-pilot, and pressed Song Wanting against the car door. The two of them had their last puff of smoke in their mouths. They fought each other. Their tongues were their best weapons. They didn't have any He attacked the opponent mercilessly and took his own spoils.

Song Wanting put his hand on Ren Er's neck, and his fingertips stretched a little down from the neckline.

Ren Er wrapped his arms around his waist, rubbed the hem of his shirt and ran out.

When they had exhausted not only the smoke but also all the air, they separated, their eyes were on each other, and they didn't even know why they kissed each other.

At first, Ren Er really just wanted to feel the smoke more realistically, but later he found that this way made him feel more at ease.

As for Song Wanting, he was completely confused and infatuated, and was followed away by Ren Er's area without any future.

Now not only his sanity is back, but his face is also back.

He said calmly, "I'm done smoking, are you alright?"

Ren Er nodded, and they found a reason for the kiss again, retreated to his own position, picked up the half cigarette that fell in the middle, and threw it into the ashtray.

The car starts.

The silence in the car even the sound of heartbeat and breathing turned into noise.

After returning home, Song Wanting looked at the time, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon and they hadn't eaten yet, and there was no takeaway app on his mobile phone, looking at Ren Er who felt normal.

"Let's eat, do you want to eat hot pot and barbecue? Is there a takeaway?" It is said that eating meat will make people happy when they are unhappy.

Ren Er went to wash his hands: "I won't order takeaway today, I'll cook." He went straight to the kitchen, took off the apron hanging on the wall, put it on, opened the refrigerator and started scanning the ingredients.

Song Wanting turned the wheelchair and went over worryingly: "Can you cook?"

"It's so simple to put oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar." Ren Er took out all the vegetables from the refrigerator, put them on the cooking table, pointed to the two tomatoes, and said, "Scrambled eggs with tomatoes."

Pointing to the broccoli again: "Stir-fried pork with broccoli."

Finally, he pointed to the ribs he took out: "Sweet and sour pork ribs, three dishes are enough for the two of us."

Song Wanting thought about it again and again, thinking about his previous state, forget it, let him be as happy as he is or as a disaster.

So I tried my best not to stop him.

When he saw that two tomatoes were cut into eight pieces, he almost laughed. His current requirement is not to get food poisoning.

Ren Er just prepared the ingredients for these three dishes, and the kitchen has already been reduced to a battlefield. He carefully watched the tutorial on his phone, and confidently started to pour oil.

There were still drops of water in the pot, and as soon as the oil was poured in, it exploded in all directions immediately, and Song Wanting was collapsed several times from such a distance, let alone Ren Er, who quickly backed away screaming: "Song Wanting, Your pot is fried!"

I want to blow you up, Song Wanting muttered to himself.

After crackling and frying for a while, it finally calmed down. Ren Er was no longer as brave as before. He held the lid of the pot in one hand and the plate of tomatoes in the other. He moved over little by little, leaning his upper body back. Fortunately, he had long arms.

After the tomatoes went in, they rang again.

Ren Er had never been so scared before in a fight, he turned around and ran away, almost throwing the dishes into it.

Song Wanting looked at his worthless appearance with disgust.

But Ren Er's next operation completely dumbfounded him. He took the egg and knocked on the edge of the pot, and beat the egg in. After a while: "Song Wanting's egg and tomato are combined! Why is it not a piece?" One piece."

Song Wanting: God, someone come and save me.

The situation after that was even more tragic, but Ren Er insisted on making these three dishes, and stood at the table triumphantly wiping his forehead: "I'll serve the rice."

He turned on the rice cooker, his face froze with pride, and looked left and right at the rice cooker: "Song Wanting, I have something to tell you."

Song Wanting looked at the garbage on the table: "Say."

"I forgot to cook."

Song Wanting looked at him in surprise: "Really! Then we don't have to..." Suddenly remembering that he couldn't be happy, he immediately changed his tone, quite regretful: "Then we can't eat, only the vegetables are too salty .”

"It's okay, the cooking is fast, we can eat later."

Song Wanting: ...

He even lost his mind because he wanted to escape from reality.

Pulled out a far-fetched smile: "Okay, then wait a while."

After the rice was cooked, Ren Er reheated the dishes, so the originally dark dishes turned into charred ones.

Song Wanting suspected that Ren Er might not have good eyesight, otherwise how could he have the confidence to look forward to the poisonous items on the table.

Ren Er sandwiched a piece of ribs for him: "Try it."

Song Wanting didn't know why he wanted to eat this kind of food, but he just picked up the ribs and put them in his mouth. Fortunately, he was good at bluffing people without changing his face.

Ren Er couldn't wait to taste: "How do you feel?"

Song Wanting thought about his choice of words, and swallowed the throaty thing: "The taste of charcoal roasting is very characteristic."

Ren Er proudly stroked the loose hair on his sideburns, and picked up another piece of broccoli.

"Try this again."

"Well, the crispy taste is unique."

"Another tomato."

"Slightly sweet in the front, slightly salty in the middle, slightly bitter in the back, the taste is very artistic."

Ren Er's little milk fat that was praised was red, and he waved his hand and patted Song Wanting coyly: "Hey, it's not as exaggerated as you said, it's just a dish and it's art, I just stir-fry it casually, that's fine." let's eat."

Ren Er finally took a bite by himself, and his expression changed instantly, as if he saw the revolving lantern of his own life.

No, why did Song Wanting think it was delicious?

Does he have a bad taste?

what--

Since this is the case, will it hurt him if you show it yourself?

Song Wanting chewed the rice like a thief and stared at him. It's time to find out how unpalatable your fried dishes are. Don't hold on, let's give up these takeaways.

Ren Er struggled to swallow what was in his mouth, no, he couldn't show it, thinking of Song Wanting's kindness to him, he must not open his wound.

Squeeze out a smile: "Haha, it's delicious."

Song Wanting almost choked to death on the rice in his mouth, there must be something wrong with Ren Er!

So the two of them really ate these things. After eating, both of them were wilted, their faces were not very good, and they each found a comfortable place to lie down.

Fortunately, no food poisoning.

When going to bed at night, Ren Er remembered that he slept with Song Wanting last night, but today he didn't have a nightmare, they should sleep by themselves.

He dangled on the ground and sat on the chair again, but he didn't want to go back to his bunk.

Song Wanting leaned against the bed, turned the pages of the book in his hand and didn't read a single word, Ren Er probably wouldn't come over, there is no reason...

The two of them were so exhausted and aimed, and saw that it was 12 o'clock.

Song Wanting put down the book: "I'm asleep."

Ren Er had no choice but to turn off the light, and went back to his floor to hug his big dinosaur. After a while, he really fell asleep.

He saw the Bidoutai, which was not even washed clean with blood, and it was still new.

Torches were lit next to them, and horrific faces sat on the outer viewing platform, shouting: "Strangle him! Kill him! Kill him!"

A thin little boy with beautiful eyes came up to the stage.

And he walked onto the stage from the other side, the world was spinning, and every object was not clear enough, including the expression of the little boy.

With a swish he was back in the cage.

A childish voice sounded: "My grandma said that God will rescue good people and punish bad people."

Blood was streaming down the table, some were laughing wildly, some were cursing angrily.

"I am no longer a good person, and God will not come to save me."

The chains rubbed against the ground, and the whips waved in the air.

"I don't believe in God anymore. God doesn't save me when I'm kind, but he punishes me when I become bad. I believe in you, you are my God, and only you will help me."

The blazing fire engulfed everything, and everyone fled in all directions.

"Don't go! You can't leave me! Falling with me is our destination! Outside is not our world!"

"No, no..."

Ren Er's muttering woke up Song Wanting who was not asleep at first, he sat up and looked at Ren Er, the other person's body was shaking like twitching.

"Ren Er."

Afraid of scaring him, he called softly first, but Ren Er didn't wake up, so he had to raise his voice: "Ren Er!"

Ren Er suddenly opened his eyes, turned over neatly, and looked at Song Wanting like a beast on all fours.

Those eyes full of vigilance and fear, the moment they recognized Song Wanting, instantly became soft and pitiful.

He jumped onto the bed with a whoosh, lifted the quilt and slipped in from the end of the bed, slid up to Song Wanting's waist, and hugged him tightly with both arms and legs.

Song Wanting's heart was pounding, and he was a little scared, but he felt Ren Er trembling.

Want to lift the quilt.

"Don't lift it!" Ren Er suddenly shouted, holding his hand tighter.

He sat there thinking for a while and then moved into the quilt a little bit. It was so dark inside that he couldn't see anything. Ren Er buried his head in his chest with his arm on his pillow.

Breathing is like a dilapidated bellows, revealing the unbearable heaviness.

He didn't know what kind of nightmare would scare him like this, but today Ren Er must have something serious happened somewhere he didn't notice.

He didn't know how to comfort him, so he stroked his head.

Ren Er couldn't feel at ease holding him through his clothes. He wanted to feel the body temperature directly, the body temperature of a normal living person. He wanted to touch his smooth back without any scars.

"I want to touch your back directly."

Song Wanting was silent for a second after this sudden request: "Okay."