[Comprehensive Manga] My love is a male god

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PS: Here, An Zeyi and Xu, that is, Songyang, look different, and they look a bit sullen.

An Zeyi has a secret.

He is a man who has died once.

Killed by his lover.

When he opened his eyes again, he came to another world.

Still black hair and snow skin, still black eyes as clear as water, still small oval face, but there are some differences.

For example, his hair is long.

For example, his face looks younger. Considering that he was 16 at the age of 174 and has never grown taller, he doesn't know how old he is now.

For example, he found that the injury he suffered in the previous moment will disappear in the next moment, yes, it will not heal or disappear. It feels as if his body time will stay in this moment forever.

For example, his facial features are still the same, but it seems that the three-dimensional has become Two-dimensional, or it has been refined by Meitu Xiuxiu's deep soft light, which is a bit too beautiful.

For example, there was an extra tear mole under the corner of his left eye.

When he woke up by the water and saw his reflection in the water, An Zeyi, who saw his appearance changed, showed a very sarcastic smile.It is said that the tear mole is formed by the tears that dripped on the face when the lover hugged and cried when he died in the previous life, and it is the tears that fell on himself when he died.

Low is dead!

In the wild, Anze looked at the knife (lethal weapon) and lighter on his body when he woke up, and felt that the first thing he should do was to find a place to live, and he could support himself for the rest.

He's not really a kid.

Fortunately, he has been wandering around in the wild without seeing a living person, and he picked up a seriously injured but still angry child. (An Zeyi: That’s great, I didn’t fall into the primitive society!)

And even luckier, he found an abandoned shrine with a hot spring next to it. (An Zeyi: Oh, it turned out to be Japan. Now I don’t worry about language problems.)

Holding the seriously injured child, An Zeyi prepared to settle down at the shrine.

Living in a family that advocates traditional Chinese medicine over western medicine, An Zeyi, who was frail and sick since he was a child, has become a doctor after a long illness. In addition to his good memory, his knowledge of medicinal herbs is also on the line, so when he was looking for food, he also found Herbs that have the effect of stopping bleeding were ground into a paste and applied to the child's wound, and then the bones were set with wooden boards. From time to time, he was fed a little soup, and the child finally survived.

And woke up.

Oboro will remember it all his life, that day and that afternoon, in the dilapidated but clean shrine (Yasawa's cleanliness), the boy who saved him looked at him blankly, showing a smile as if he had been redeemed.

Gentle and tolerant, like the vast sky outside the broken window.

As for An Zeyi himself, the moment he saw Lu woke up, he sincerely thanked God, and at the same time, he finally woke up from the muddle.

In the world in which he was born and raised, he was dead.

He was able to regain his life, which in itself was God's favor for him.For himself and for those who love him, he should cheer up and live well.

This seriously injured child is working so hard to survive, so what reason does he have, not to live well?

Just as it is for this child to survive, he must be strong and work hard.

"This is me, am I still alive?" the child murmured.

"Of course it's alive." Anze said, he made a simple bow and crossbow these days, and used the beaten rabbits, pheasants and herbs to take to the village and exchange them for rice and kitchen utensils.Holding the bowl, he carefully fed the child a bowl of decoction, and then fed him some rice porridge.

"A lot, thank you for saving my life." The voice of the hazy trembled slightly.

"It's nothing." Anze looked at him, he was so small, he felt a little pity: "Where does your family live? I'll take you home when your injury recovers."

The child was silent: "I don't have a home."

He has no family, he is like a slave, and he was lucky to meet the teacher, but now, he still doesn't know what the teacher's situation is now, and whether he has been arrested and returned to Naraku.

"If you don't mind, how about staying?" An Ze smiled warmly, his already beautiful face became even more beautiful under this smile.

He was alone, at least, he hoped that this child would stay by his side and be with him, even if it was just for talking.

Hesitantly, he agreed.

An Zeyi felt that this was a well-behaved child who made people feel distressed.

To be honest, the children in my family, whether they are from the uncle's family or the younger siblings of the cousin's family, are very well-behaved and sensible, but I can't help but compare with the child who grew up hard since he was a child, An Zeyi also has to admit, 21 In China in the [-]th century, compared with this era similar to the end of the Shogunate, the standard of living of children was bubbling with happiness.

It is also impossible for the generals and princesses of this era to eat and buy whatever they want, or play whatever they want.

Thinking about how I wanted to exchange some sugar for someone who drank bitter medicine every day but never complained, but the sugar I could see was only Jinpingtang, which was the roughest kind.

But even so, the happy and happy expression on his face when he was eating was simply heartbreaking and distressing.

Feeling sorry for the child, coupled with my poor physical fitness, I really can't rely on luck to hunt and support two people, so Anze changed some wheat and glutinous rice when he changed again and again, relying on his memory and experience of DIY in his previous life , making maltose bluntly with rough and crude tools.

After taking a sip, I fell in love with it.

What a child.Anze thought about it, besides leaving a can for the obscurity, he added walnuts and fruits to make walnut candy, and sold them in the market. Anze made two small bets in the casino based on his luck (Afraid of attracting attention, I didn't dare to gamble more), in exchange for more food, raw materials, clothing and bedding.

"Brother Ah Yi." Looking at An Zeyi who came back, his lying eyes lit up.The little guy's recovery speed is surprisingly fast, and now it is because of the bones in his back, otherwise he would have no problem getting up.

The little face with the bandage off was white and tender, with curly light gray hair. If it weren't for the dark circles under his eyes and a scar that almost split his entire face, he would look like a cheerful and lively cute child.

"How is Xiaolong feeling today?" An Zeyi smiled, carefully inspected Xiaolong's body, and then fed him a piece of candy.

so sweet.

Always sweet to the bottom of my heart.

Hazy looked at the boy, with black hair and snow skin, picturesque eyebrows, noble and elegant temperament, more beautiful and temperament than anyone he had ever seen.

Compared with the rich family he brought before, he looked more like a famous nobleman.

He was really lucky, he met the teacher first, and then he met brother Ah Yi.

Feed the medicine, take good care of Xiaolong, pack up the things, when An Zeyi is tired, he just wants to soak in the hot spring.

Because soaking in hot springs is really a comfortable thing.

Lying on the stone beside him, Anze felt his whole body was lazy, and didn't want to move at all.

Don't want to move, don't want to move, don't want to...

He fell asleep.

This is also what Yoshida Shoyo saw when he heard the villagers in the nearby village say that there are abandoned shrines and hot springs here.

Thick black hair like seaweed is scattered like silk on the bluestone and on the "girl"'s body and arms, making the arm of "her" pillow white and greasy like snow. As white as the peach blossoms in March, her appearance becomes more and more exquisite, her eyebrows are clear and her eyes are clear, and her temperament is elegant and gentle.

Breathing hard, the secretion of adrenaline accelerated, and the heart was pounding, two beats faster than usual.His brain went blank, he lost all judgment, and he just kept staring at that "girl".

Other voids in the body: "???"

"What's wrong with my personality this time?"

"The reaction of the body is very strange!"

"It's hard." Xu Xu, who was dressed in black and held a long knife, said suddenly.

Other Xu Qi turned his head to look at him, and then felt his body.

Really, it's hard.

"Damn, what the hell is this personality actually wanting to sleep with a woman!"

"A traitor has emerged from the frigidity!"

As soon as the Xu of other personalities in the body made a fuss, Songyang bent down, suppressing the Xu in the body and suppressing the body's instinctive reaction at the same time.

"Huh?" Anze had a light sleep, he was awakened by the wind and grass, and opened his eyes in a daze, and then looked at Songyang who finally suppressed his reaction and prepared to continue to suppress the Xu in his body.

Well, there is no need to suppress it, because the same body has the same experience, except that the attitude towards human beings is not the same, and even the aesthetics are the same. While Songyang was dumbfounded, he also found that the "girls" who woke up were also a little dumbfounded.

Under the hot spring water vapor, the "girl" who woke up looked at him with a pair of clear and gentle eyes like water, her eyes were ignorant and dazed (just woke up), and because of her crimson face in the snow, she seemed drunk but not drunk. , there will be more pure lust and temptation.

Night, moonlight, deserted houses, hot springs, the fox goblins in the storybook novels popped up in Songyang's mind instantly.

"Who are you?" Hearing the soft voice of the "girl", it was even more seductive with the blurred and hoarse voice that had just woken up.Songyang felt that his brain felt even more blank.

Anze rubbed his eyes, sat up slightly, revealing his snow-white shoulders and slender neck, and then he saw the light-haired green-eyed warrior opposite him instantly flushed and turned his head: "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to offend! I will be responsible!!"

"Ah?" An Zeyi who hadn't figured it out slowly stood up, and then his eyes went dark.

Nima, after soaking for a long time, I feel dizzy and weak!

Then he threw himself into a warm embrace, his elbows supported.

"I didn't mean to offend Miss." The voice in the ear was low and gentle: "Please rest assured! I am not some irresponsible prodigal son!"

An Ze pushed the other party and pushed away: "Sorry, I'm a man."

"I will..." Songyang, who was about to express his attitude to make the girl who fell in love with him at first sight, was stuck in his voice, he looked at An Zeyi in disbelief, and then he watched the other party raise his eyebrows at him. Lifting his face, his thin white fingers pointed at his Adam's apple: "Do you see clearly?"

Songyang nodded with a dull expression, and then he looked at the young man who looked like a good girl and looked him up. Those clear eyes seemed to have small hooks, and then slightly bent, revealing a smile that made Songyang and Xu They all felt their hearts beating faster with a polite smile: "This samurai wants to take a hot spring, please feel free."

The hot springs are public, not his own, Anze thought indifferently, walked over and bent down to pick up his clothes and put them on.

Looking at the slender figure of the boy with black hair and snow-skinned body after taking off the bath towel, Songyang turned his back in embarrassment, trying to suppress the throbbing in his heart.

What to do, even though he knew it was a boy, he still felt his heart beat faster.

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"this………………"

"My name is An." An Ze put on his clothes and glanced at him.

"Anjun, I'm Shimoyoshida Songyang." Songyang tried to become calm: "I heard the villagers say that there are hot springs and shrines where you can live. It is definitely not intended to offend."

"Yoshida-kun is very polite." Anze suddenly realized that this kind of abandoned shrine with hot springs is a temporary place for travelers and homeless people to choose, but after listening to his words: "I am now Live in this shrine. If you don’t mind, Yoshida-kun can live next door tonight.” At least, he cleaned out three rooms as bedrooms, one for himself, one for Oboro, and the other for emergencies.