Me and the villain are the best [Quick Transmigration]

The biological clock that has been cultivated all year round woke up Yan Bai from his sleep at a quarter past six. He felt a warm heat source in his arms. He carefully moved the sleeping boy aside, and then slowly sat up on the bed .

Early morning is a relatively dangerous time for heart patients. The heart that has been beating for more than 30 years under the support of various drugs and operations has long been broken and can no longer afford any extra stimulation. Yan Bai gently covered the heart with one hand. Covering the ears of the person next to the pillow, he deftly took apart the pills on the bedside and put them into his mouth with one hand.

The boy on the bed slept soundly, and he didn't seem to be disturbed by his actions at all. Yan Bai watched the other person's eyelashes fluctuating with his breathing, and unconsciously touched the second drawer of the bedside table with his left hand.

There was a gun there, and someone as insecure as he would naturally keep a weapon that would protect him within easy reach.

The specially made drawer was opened silently, the black-haired boy was still sleeping soundly, surrounded by the familiar atmosphere, he lost the vigilance of a small animal in the past, and only cared about rubbing against the man affectionately.

As soon as he thought that after his death, another person would be so close to him, the crazy thoughts that had been suppressed in Yan Bai's mind resurfaced involuntarily.

In order not to be discovered by the young man about the fact that he was frequently hospitalized, Yan Bai hadn't stayed with him for a long time. If he didn't really want to spend his whole life in the smell of disinfectant, the other party would have been extremely disappointed and rushed to nothing yesterday. .

There is no better time to drag his little sun into hell than this morning.

The growing malice continued to spread in Yan Bai's heart. His eyes seemed to be soaked in ink, revealing a frightening darkness. The moment the man's left hand touched the butt of the gun, the cold metal feeling suddenly brought him back to his senses. .

He can't ruin a child who loves him because of selfishness.

The howling north wind blew past the window, bringing a whimpering sound, Yan Bai closed the drawer containing his malice, and firmly hugged Lingo with the hand that held the gun just now.

If it is really love, then you will not be willing to hurt, this is what his mother once told him, but until today, he has not really experienced the meaning of this sentence.

Seeing that the man had calmed down and stopped making other movements, Zero Eleven, who had been paying attention to Lin Guo's surroundings, felt relieved. God knows how much it wanted to sleep when it scanned the pistol|gun in the drawer. The pig-like host roared.

[Who are you secretly scolding in your heart? ] Leaning comfortably into the man's arms, Lin Guo lazily said without opening his eyes, [Tell you, I'm still awake, young master. ]

The five senses of this body are keen, supplemented by the vigilance honed by Lin Guo after so many tasks, he has already woken up the moment Yan Bai got up.

It's not that he didn't notice the murderous intent of the other party, but when he thought of the hand that was caring and protecting him because he was afraid of waking him up, Lin Guo felt that he didn't have to worry at all.

Zero Eleven, who made a false alarm: [...You are really big-hearted. ]

But it also knew that if Lin Guo was awake, even a few more Yan Bais would not be enough to watch.

At some point, having a violent enough host is just such a relief.

Quietly laying in Yan Bai's arms for a few hours, Lin Guo finally yawned, woke up in a vague way, and accepted a good morning kiss from the other party obediently. He was in the process of going to the bathroom. Zhong noticed a secret door that was ajar.

The door was open last night. Before he came to open the bedroom door for himself, Yan Bai's red dot on the radar stayed at a position inside the door. After scanning through the crack of the door, Zero Eleven was extremely stupid. The ground invites credit: [It is some sundries that look old, and there are many photos of Yan Wenhua and his wife. ]

"Yeah" to express understanding, Lin Guo didn't intend to spy more on Yan Bai's past, he stood in front of the sink, turned on the faucet and poured a handful of cold water on his face: [How about the repair agent? ]

[I bought it, but the medicinal effect of this thing is a bit strong. With Yan Bai's current physique, not only does he need to take it many times to absorb it, but he may even fall into a coma for a long time. ]

It's not that she didn't expect this situation, Lin Guo squeezed out some facial cleanser: [How long is it? ]

[At least a few months, at most half a year, although the villain's life can be saved, but Yan Bai's fall must leave a lot of mess behind. ]

[What kind of mess have we not cleaned up? ] Wiping the water off her face with a towel, Lin Guo looked at the mirror with a smile that didn't look like "Lin Guo" at all, [Being coquettish and cute for too long, you really treat me as a pet? ]

But even if it was for Yan Bai's own good, he couldn't let the other party fall into an uncontrollable deep sleep without authorization, and ordered Lingo Eleven to put away the repair agent, but Lin Guo decided to find a time when the other party was unconscious and use it secretly.

Without a toothbrush that he could use, Ling Guo hung up the towel and was about to go out to get the one he used frequently, but before his hand touched the doorknob, Lingo's voice stopped him in his mind: [Don't go out. ]

Through a thin door, Lin Guo, who has excellent five senses, can fully hear the man's breathing gradually changing from rapid to gentle. It is not a sudden attack after being stimulated, but an experience of slowly dying.

Heart failure is often a common clinical reaction in the late stage of heart disease patients. Compared with the joy of sudden onset, it is more like a blunt knife that slowly cuts flesh.

Can't run and jump, can't get excited, can't even sleep soundly, and even the stairs in Yan's house have only a dozen steps, which is a difficult challenge for a man at this moment.

However, Lin Guo couldn't face Yan Bai with the attitude of facing a patient, because he knew the arrogance hidden in the man's calmness, and also knew the reason why the other party tried so hard to appear innocuous in front of him.

So he just leaned against the door quietly until the bedroom became quiet again before opening the door and complaining in a soft voice: "Yan Bai, you didn't even prepare a toothbrush for me."

The back of the man sitting by the bed was still straight, but his pale face was a little abnormally bloody. Seeing that Lin Guo was still lively as usual, he shook his head and said with a soft smile, "Be careful next time."

"Then I'll punish you to stay with me all day." Lin Guo rolled his eyes softly, "Don't bother with those documents, just pay more attention to me."

Dazed for a moment, Yan Bai recovered from his first accident of being a young man competing for favor with his job, and immediately responded in a very eloquent way: "Okay."

The winter sun shone warmly through the curtains opened by Linguo. The young man took out a piece of lipstick out of nowhere, and jumped on the bed to put makeup on the dark-eyed man.

His movements seemed big, but in fact he was so careful that he didn't put any pressure on the man. He seemed to resist a few times, and the CEO, who felt that he couldn't compete with the other party, finally stopped and let the boy touch his face. nonsense.

It is obviously very sweet and even a bit of a dog abuse scene, but Zero Eleven stopped observing for some reason. It doesn't know whether the feelings of the advanced system are just a series of simulated data, but at this moment, it is sure that it has experienced it. The sadness behind Ling Guo's smiling eyes.

It belongs to Lin Guo's own heartache.

In this way, with one concealing and the other cooperating, Lin Guo and Yan Bai had a real date outdoors for the first time.

The snow in S City has always been beautiful, and the scenery near the villa area is even more pleasing to the eye. The two forget the cold just like the most ordinary couples, holding hands and strolling in the silvery white foolishly.

After eating a not-so-luxury lunch and watching an interesting movie, the two of them were fully armed, abandoned the special driver who had served the Yan family for more than ten years, and blended into the bustling crowd of S City.

As if he had gained energy from the young man, and also seemed to have gained a little popularity from the crowd, Yan Bai on the date looked relaxed, and his complexion was obviously much better than in the morning.

However, looking at the other party's bright eyes, Lin Guo felt a faint sense of sadness.

——That is the flame of life burning.

Sure enough, after the two of them returned home after experiencing all the "must do things on a date" that Linguo could think of in a day, the man who was about to bend down to take off his shoes suddenly hugged him tightly with chills all over his body.

"Lingo, I seem...a little tired."

As if trying to suppress the discomfort in the trachea, the man's voice was suppressed and weak, and something cold and soft touched the side of his neck, and the ominous shortness of breath sounded in Lingo's ears again.

Without hesitation, he slashed down with a knife in his hand. The thin-looking young man firmly caught the man lying on top of him, and quickly moved him to the sofa to put him in a breathing position. Lin Guo raised his left hand weakly: "Repair agent."

He clearly told himself not to do anything that would arouse the suspicion of the mission target, but when he heard Yan Bai's last words, his mind still couldn't control the symptoms of those heart failure patients before death.

Irritated, his face turned cyanotic, and he would cough up pink foam. Lin Guo couldn't imagine Yan Bai's distressed appearance, and he didn't want to see Yan Bai's final struggle with his own eyes.

A beautiful light blue potion and a small syringe appeared out of thin air, and Linguo accurately took out a little dose, and professionally injected it into Yan Bai's vein.

His hands were steady, without the slightest hesitation or trembling, and after forcing Zero Eleven to use his own contact to confirm that the repair agent had worked in Yan Bai's body, Lin Guo took out the man's phone and cracked it within a few minutes. The password set by the other party.

There were very few contacts in Yan Bai's address book, and the call records were even cleaned up. With full power of Zero Eleven, he finally found the phone number that his host wanted after 1 minute.

"Hey, is this Mr. Zhao?" Sitting on the carpet next to the sofa, the pale screen light illuminated the boy's calm and expressionless face in the dark, "About Yan Bai, I think I need your cooperation."