They all want to save me [Transmigration Book]

Fang Junyi squeezed Lin She's face hard, lowered his body and looked down at Lin She, the inverted position made Fang Junyi see Lin She's ashen expression more clearly.

Lin She pursed his lips, trying with all his strength to break free from his hands that were like iron clamps.

Clearly expressed Lin She's angry mood at the moment.

— don't touch him!

Unfortunately, in Fang Junyi's eyes, this tiny struggle was more like the innocence of a kitten trying to reach out its claws. On the contrary, Fang Junyi was so interested in Lin She's scratching behavior that he even lost his anger.

Stray cats are disobedient, just lose their claws.

Fang Junyi watched Lin She struggle needlessly, and pinched Lin She's chin with his big palm. The inverted angle allowed him to see Lin She's expression of hopeless struggle at the moment more clearly.

At this moment, the boy's forehead was drooping in embarrassment, and because of fear and anger, the corners of his eyes were blushing, and his black pupils were crystal clear with water mist. He pursed his lips tightly, and his delicate chin was slightly tilted back, forced to reveal his delicate and fragile Adam's apple.

A pure boy with broken wings who want to be sacrificed.

Lin She's forehead hair fell in a mess, and the ends of the hair brushed Fang Junyi's palms and wrists, with a slight itchiness. Fang Junyi vaguely smelled the fragrance of shampoo for fluffy hair.

The spider webs are all formed, but the prey is still dreaming of wanting to run away.

Geez, so innocent and cute.

Fang Junyi unconsciously licked his lips, let go of his fingers, brushed away the messy hair on Lin She's forehead, wrapped it around Lin She's hair, looking extremely happy, "Are you angry, do you want to leave, or do you want to run?"

I don't want to, I just want to wash my face.

Lin Shesheng has nothing to love.

Sensing that the strength holding him was gone, Lin She turned his face away with difficulty.

What are you asking, you are asking so much nonsense, but you help me wipe my face.

Fang Junyi clicked his tongue and poked Lin She's face with his finger. Every time Lin She looked desperate, his mood became brighter, "Didn't you say you like my paintings? Do you want to have a look?"

Lin She didn't move at all, his breath was deathly silent.

Fang Junyi didn't care whether Lin She agreed or not, he directly took the painting he had drawn for Lin She, pinched Lin She's chin with his big palm, and forcibly turned Lin She's head away from it.

Pain, pain, Lin She almost couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes.

If it weren't for being unable to speak, he would have made two sentences high and low.

Following Fang Junyi's strength, Lin She turned his face, and saw the desperate young man on the canvas in front of him. His expression was hopeless and fragile, and his powerless and supple posture was like a swan on the verge of death, or hovering on the edge of desperation. Desperadoes who will fall into the abyss.

The young man's collar was partly open, and his thin white hands were hanging powerlessly to the side, as if he wanted to grab something, but he couldn't.

With shocking despair, yet beautiful and soul-stirring.

Just looking at this painting, people who don't know why might think that something terrible happened to the boy in the story.

Lin She was silent for two seconds, and widened his eyes 0.1 cm in shock.

Damn, perverts still have this skill.

That's...was he really that expression at the time?

Fang Junyi also looked obsessively at the young man in the painting, stroking the painting, his voice also carried a strange aria, "Yes, that's it, how beautiful, desperate, pleading, fearful, hopeless, broken, falling into the abyss, what a shame!" good."

Lin She watched Fang Junyi go crazy blankly.

He suspected that Fang Junyi had added a filter to him.

Needless to say, the painting is really beautiful, and it still has the beauty of despair, brokenness, and powerless struggle.

Fang Junyi looked at Lin She. At this time, the weak young man on the sofa was staring at himself in the painting, without a trace of blood on his face. This kind of painting full of shame and humiliation was shameful and terrible in the eyes of a simple young man. , A memory that dare not face.

Such a memory, such a self, was actually completely painted on the canvas.

The teenager's lips even trembled involuntarily.

The helpless anger made the boy even more self-loathing.

Fang Junyi forced Lin She to look at this painting, he thought it would humiliate Lin She from the bottom of his heart.

The fanatical Fang Junyi praised the portrait together, and after praising the portrait, he began to praise Lin She again. In his heart, Lin She was already the best jade in the rough, a docile and pitiful prey under his firm control.

He developed the most beautiful side of Lin She.

Lin She just waited for Fang Junyi to go crazy with empty eyes. Fang Junyi put the portrait back as if it were a treasure, and turned to look at Lin She with a half-smile, "Don't you think it's beautiful?"

Lin She half-closed his eyes and remained silent, but the tears of self-loathing slid down the corners of his eyes to his temples.

Fang Junyi smiled happier, stretched out his hand to open Lin She's eyelids viciously, and moved closer to Lin She, "Don't cry alone, it's so boring, you cry alone when you know I like you, open your eyes and let me see .”

Lin She struggled frantically.

It's fine if you don't wash your hands and touch my face. The hands with countless germs are still picking at his eyes. The eyes are more fragile than the face.

Don't come here.

Lin She struggled crazily, almost causing Fang Junyi to stagger and fall to the ground so fiercely, fortunately, he supported himself with his hands when he fell.

Fang Junyi was not angry at all and clapped his hands.

It seems that Lin She's reaction to this painting is really great, such a fierce struggle and resistance.

However, Fang Junyi looked at his hands, some paint was rubbed against his palms just now when his palms were on the ground, Fang Junyi frowned, turned and went to the bathroom.

Lin She on the sofa breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

He finally remembered to wash his hands.

"Don't move the host, there are monitoring." When Lin She was about to relax, 067 hastily reminded.

[067, which angle is monitored? 】

"Host, there."

067 fluttered his wings and told Lin She the monitoring location.

Lin She doesn't quite understand these perverted thoughts, they seem to like to pretend to be surveillance, to appreciate, threaten, intimidate...

The effect is varied.

It made Lin She very puzzled.

Lin She looked around numbly, and finally found the specific location of the monitoring under the reminder of 067.

Okay, let's continue with the concave shape.

Lin She stared blankly at the young man on the canvas not far away, and admired it secretly. When Fang Junyi came out, he saw Lin She's blank expression. He was looking at the painting, his fragile and blank eyes were full of confusion and sorrow.

He didn't seem to understand what he was doing wrong.

Why is it that he suffers such a terrible thing.

The boy who would look up to him, look at him in reverence, and excitedly try on new clothes for him is gone. The boy who tried on new clothes for a banquet in front of him, radiant and energetic is gone.

In its place is this obedient, controlled stray cat.

Fang Junyi couldn't restrain his excitement.

After hearing Fang Junyi's movement, Lin She lowered his eyes, covering the sadness in his eyes, Fang Junyi squinted at Lin She, "Why, you like it so much?"

Lin She didn't respond, just looked away.

Fang Junyi looked at the painting, and then at the boy on the sofa. Sure enough, the real person was more exciting. He tiptoed towards the canvas, walked to Lin She who was on the sofa, sat on the sofa, and lightened Lin She's head. Lifting up slightly, resting on your legs.

Moist fingers rubbed Lin She's hair, feeling the touch of the fingertips.

Lin She closed his eyes expressionlessly.

He didn't want to see Fang Junyi, but Fang Junyi laughed. He stroked Lin She's hair, and observed Lin She's right palm with the other hand. There was still a pinch mark on the right palm. You can imagine how much the young man had done. fierce.

It's not perfect.

At this moment, a harsh ringtone rang, it was Lin She's cell phone.

Lin She opened his eyes suddenly, with light in his eyes, he looked straight at the direction of the phone, Fang Junyi hooked his finger, and took out Lin She's phone easily.

Then I looked at the note above, "Uncle Wu."

Lin She clenched his fists and stared at Fang Junyi fiercely, but Fang Junyi smiled slightly and answered the call for Lin She.

"Mr. Wu."

"Teacher Fang?"

Uncle Wu on the other end was a little surprised. Fang Junyi smiled and looked at Lin She with a hint of threat while saying warmly. "Lin She took a nap, it may take a while to wake up."

Uncle Wu looked at the time and realized that this point was indeed Lin She's nap time.

Then he said to Fang Junyi at the other end, "Teacher Fang, please tell him after Master Lin She wakes up that Mr. Feng Lang wants to see him in the afternoon."

Feng Lang?

——Lin She's father with heart disease.

Lin She also heard it, and his eyes and expression became much more anxious. Fang Junyi stroked Lin She's forehead hair, stared at Lin She indifferently, and said to Wu Bo on the other side,

"Okay, Mr. Wu, after Lin She wakes up, I will tell him."

Uncle Wu thanked Fang Junyi, then hung up the phone. Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Lin She's eyes showed loss and despair uncontrollably.

He didn't think Fang Junyi would simply let him go back.

Fang Junyi's cold fingers kept hooking his forehead hair, and the cold air seemed to be able to penetrate into Lin She's bones along the pores, "Mr. Feng Lang must be living in a luxurious ward in his own hospital for such a prestigious person."

Lin She suddenly became vigilant.

What do you want to do?

Fang Junyi looked down at Lin She, "You should know what I want to do. Mr. Wu has praised you as a sensible child. You are so sensible, you should know what to do."

Lin She pursed her lips tightly, her eyelashes trembling.

Fang Junyi poked Lin She's eyelid, this time Lin She didn't resist.

Fang Junyi washed his hands.

In Fang Junyi's view, Lin She's non-resistance was obedience and consent. He tugged at Lin She's long eyelashes, "Good boy, sensible."

Then he moved away from Lin She's expectant sight, got up, and left from the sofa. Before leaving, he deliberately held Lin She's mobile phone, then turned and went to another room.

A few minutes later, Fang Junyi took out a glass of water and handed it to Lin She,

What happened before left Lin She with lingering fears, he stared at the glass of water suspiciously, Fang Junyi half supported Lin She,

"Or you don't want to see your dad this afternoon?"

In the ideological struggle, Lin She still drank the water with Fang Junyi's hand,

Some drops of water that he didn't have time to swallow dripped down his chin, attracting Fang Junyi's attention. When Lin She finished drinking, Fang Junyi suddenly showed a strange smile. He touched Lin She's head and sighed extremely sadly. ,

"Didn't I remind you not to take things from strangers casually?"

"Because, there will be danger."

In Lin She's shocked expression, Fang Junyi put the cup aside, lowered his head, and looked at Lin She who was gradually closing his eyes, unwilling to fall into a deep sleep,

"It's a pity you can't always remember."