Excuse me, I'm a heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]

Garcia looked from the bed, his gray eyes rolling around and resting on the medallion ceiling above.Then his vision was blurry, he slowly retracted his vision, closed it weakly, and opened it again, from this several times, he seemed to see a person sitting beside the bed.

The man looked very tall, because just sitting, one could see his upright posture and his long back.

"Thirsty," the man's voice was like snow falling, rustling and faint.

Garcia opened his eyes slightly again, and saw the man turned his back, as if he was going to get something, Garcia could only vaguely look at his black hair.When he turned back again, he held the bowl in his hand, and stirred the soup with a spoon in his right hand. When he raised his head, Garcia saw the face haunted by dreams.

"Can you talk?" Netherlands asked him.

Garcia opened his mouth and found that his throat was very dry. The spoon was brought to his lips. The warm soup was like nectar, moistening his lips and then flowing down his throat.

"Your leg is healed, there is nothing wrong with it." Netherland seemed not used to not having Garcia's response, and felt that he was talking a little too much.For Garcia, he said too little.Not enough for him to cry his name dozens of times a night.

"Looking at the child is happy." Gu Chenchen said happily in his mind.

"Look at how you tortured him, people are so stupid..." Kuai Chuan's log curled his lips.

Gu Chenchen couldn't help but said: "It's like this when you just woke up, you jumped up and went to the restaurant by yourself after recovering from a serious illness?"

Mengxin was busy in the middle trying to persuade the fight.In the past few days, it feels that something is wrong, why does it seem that the fast travel log is urging the host to fall in love?It must be an illusion, definitely an illusion.

It's just that it doesn't know that the diary owes Gu Chenchen a large sum of money, so it can only avoid debt collection by turning a blind eye.

No matter how good Garcia was, Nedland hugged him in the dining room. He would never be a child in front of him. Apart from that incident, Nedland still loved him unreservedly.

Ned Land was feeding him, and he sat next to Ned Land. Because of his weakness, he wanted to lean against Ned Land, but he was afraid that Ned Land would get angry, so he had to lean on the chair. He saw Ned Land Lana's hand, which commanded the battle and could only hold a gun, had snow-white fingers, as if dipped in snow against the backdrop of silver tableware.The movements are slow and orderly, and the skill of feeding is still the same as before.

"Ye Mi," Garcia called Nedland in a muffled voice, Nedland fed him the spoon, Garcia chewed it carefully, Nedland's voice rang out, and responded he.

Garcia was cautious, cautious in every possible way, "Can I hug you?" The armor of the past was left behind, and facing the Netherlands, he showed his childishness unreservedly. "I'm not doing anything, Ye Mi, I swear, I don't have anything in my hands."

As he spoke, he opened his hands to show Netherland. Remembering the last time, Netherland couldn't help but glance at Garcia. The other children grew up and grew taller. Only his Monty, the longer he grows, the more pitiful and sickly he is. There is a bit of a beautiful young girl feeling.

The officer is 1.9 meters tall, tall and burly, and a boy hugged him around the waist. He would feed the boy from time to time, and occasionally said, "I finished the meal,"

It was obvious that the teenager didn't want to eat them, or didn't have the stomach to digest them.

"Take another bite," Nedland looked down at him, and Garcia barely opened his mouth.

Looking at Garcia's listless and thin face, he couldn't help but half softened, "I didn't mean it...do you believe it?"

Imprison him, find all the psychiatrists for him, and even tie him back again and again, even breaking his legs.

But Garcia knew in his heart that who could tolerate a child being brought into a homosexual by himself, this person would be mad if he was not crazy.And their side is still unusual, he is the future king of this land, he is the number one general of Poseidon above ten thousand people.

"You can't do something like that again, Monty. You won't let me down, I know." The soft words made Garcia feel heavier than ever before.Thought to restore the original, but can no longer step into the forbidden area.

"I can't get him." Garcia said lightly as the sky was windy with no clouds.

In this season, the sycamore leaves go against their original intention and turn into a withered yellow color.It landed at people's feet, and it made a crisp sound of being smashed under people's feet.

"Power allows you to have everything, including what you can't get." Linde told him slowly to the taciturn boy in front of him.

Garcia thought about what Linde had said to him during the day, to take power, to be in a position above no one, and to be bowed by all people. No one can resist him and disobey him. "Under the sky, is it the king's land; on the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers." An oriental proverb taught him by the Netherlands.

In Poseidon, a land where he can be king with an army, can he sit on the king's seat and order "the shore of the land, is it the king's subject"?

Garcia curled up on the bed, and the quilt wrapped his body, but there was no Nedland beside the bed, and Nedland slept with him in a separate room.Without Nedland, he discovered that he has cold blood, his hands, feet and body are too cold to sleep, but without him by his side, this is the biggest reason for his insomnia.

In his arms was a thin thing that was smooth to the touch and made of silk. Only he knew whose clothes the dark shirt in his arms belonged to.A piece of clothing that he secretly hid from the Netherlands. When he was imprisoned in his room without seeing the light of day and night, he tossed and turned, insomnia until dawn.

Beside him, he misses the body breath of the person sleeping next to him. He can't tell whether it is perfume or deodorant.

The dress seemed to be transformed into a human form, and was held in his arms. The clothes had a very faint smell of the Netherlands.It was like the smell of snow that he had seen in the city of Nils, a cold aroma that disperses when the wind blows.

"There is no one who misses you more than me, who is crazy, loves you, monopolizes you, wants to engrave you on the bones, chews you up and swallows you."

"During the long years, the day was nothing but darkness to me, and the night to me was the nothingness of the day's fireworks. I missed you, missed you crazily. The servants privately said that I had hysteria. I was in a daze all day long, and I doubted Cholera or not, it started when I was young and understood that I couldn't be hard on the opposite sex."

Garcia squeezed the shirt in his arms tightly, as if the person was in his arms, sticking himself behind his ears and around his neck, and said to him in a low and hoarse voice: "Your torture is nothing more than that, I You’ve made it through. Why don’t you want to reward me?”

The wind sweeps away the long night, clearing away all thoughts on the earth.

……

Recently, Netherland is very happy on the surface, because Monty has recovered from his illness, is willing to study, and is very serious and focused on doing things that should belong to his age and identity.The reason why he was superficially happy was because Gu Chen was deeply saddened.

And when Monty recovered from his illness, he thought it was a sunny day when everything started all over again, but what struck him was that he saw a young and beautiful woman.The Netherlands brought it back from Nils, and Ye Mi said that she took him in when he was injured.

And when Garcia saw the woman, it was a woman, rather a girl about his age.It was found that she had a pair of blue eyes, silver hair, a soft face, and her facial features had the air of a fallen aristocrat.The gestures he made were very much like an old friend in his memory.

No matter how he thought about it, he didn't remember who it was, until one day the girl accidentally mentioned to him: "You are nothing like when you were a child."

Garcia looked at her in a daze, as if waking up someone in a dream: "Your original name is Hughes?"

The facial features of the girl in front of her were almost identical to Hera's when she was a child.The only difference is that she was like a rag doll when she was a child, but when she grows up, she is very soft and beautiful, with a soft personality inherent in women's bones, her gestures retain the elegance of nobility, and her never-changing gentleness.

She accepted the school study, her grammar is particularly good, and her artistic talent is very outstanding.

If she is a candidate for the wife of the Netherlands, her only shortcoming is status.If Netherlands was considerate of his future wife, he could name Hera under the name of a certain nobleman as their daughter.Thus, the identity of the nobility also has.

Hera, who had concealed her real name, was recognized. She nodded, "I thought you would remember me and recognize me."

Garcia sneered, "Why don't I remember you, I have remembered you deeply since you appeared." The thing that should be worried still happened.He conspired to not believe that Hera picked up the injured Netherlands by chance.The first time I saw her, she was jokingly said that she was going to be the little wife of the Netherlands.Thinking that he would never meet again, he sent another letter to ask to become his wife. How could Garcia not understand her "hard conscience".

But Ye Mi, who has never kept a secret from him, admitted this: "It was indeed Hera who found me under the snow and rescued me."

Garcia was angry. He felt that the Netherlands believed Hera's lies, and it was not Hera who actually saved the Netherlands for the first time.When he sent someone to investigate, the results he got were consistent with what the Netherlands said.What he feared most was the "coincidental coincidence" happened.It is closely followed by the "bestowed marriage" in the drama.

For the adult Garcia in front of her, Hera felt a little fear in her heart. She was worried for some reason. This may be the shadow of Monty's domineering and domineering way of pulling her off Netherland's body when she was a child. .