Affectionate male supporting role on the wall [Transmigration Book]

On the stone steps, two people sat side by side with a jug of wine.

As the autumn wind blew, a ginkgo leaf swirled and fell, and it was about to fall into the flagon. Suddenly, a peanut jumped out of the sky and hit the fallen leaf.

The fallen leaves flew obliquely wrapped in peanuts and fell into the soft grass, saving a jar of good wine.

"waste."

Seeing this, one of the men commented dissatisfiedly. By the way, he stretched out his palm to take the jug, and poured a few mouthfuls into his own mouth. His mouth didn't touch the spout of the jug, and he didn't spill a drop of wine.

After taking these two sips, he stuffed the remaining wine into the hand of the person next to him, smacked his lips, leaned back with his legs crossed, and lay down on the hard and harsh stone steps, looking up at the sky, Fallen leaves, look at the clouds.

"It's just a peanut, it's better than wasting this pot of wine."

The young man didn't agree with his evaluation. He picked up the jug and weighed it, and poured out the remaining point, which was just enough to make up a bowl. "I'll go get some more jugs."

"Don't, the smell of alcohol is too strong, and you will be disgusted by Rong Rong again. You can drink it by yourself. I will eat peanuts."

He just stood up, heard the sound of 'Rong Rong', couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and cursed unbearably, "Beast, you don't kiss him, what's there to dislike."

"I'd rather be a beast..."

Just as he was talking, a small man in white clothes came running from a distance, about six or seven years old, with delicate features, male and female, and a tear mole at the corner of his eye attracted everyone's attention.

He jumped two flights of steps at a time, without feeling tired, and soon arrived in front of the two of them, holding a yellow ginkgo leaf in his hand and handing it to the man who was eating peanuts.

The person who was lying carelessly on the stone steps just now sat upright, took the leaf with both hands very solemnly, and smiled like an old fox, "Is this for me?"

The child nodded vigorously, seeing that he had picked up the leaves, he happily ran away to play elsewhere.

The young man in the green robe had already stood up, looking at the back of the child bouncing around, "I said Mozun, don't forget, he is just a child."

"He will grow up." The man called Mozun smiled, carefully put the leaf away, and hid it in his bosom, "Just be jealous."

"You treat everyone like you." The young man walked away angrily carrying a few empty wine jugs, looking leisurely under his feet, but the speed was very fast, and he disappeared after a while.

After a while, another figure came running from the bottom of the stone steps, also a young man in white clothes, he looked taller than his face, about 10 years old, with a good face, but his eyes were dull and slack There is no focal length.

He couldn't see, but it didn't affect his walking. He climbed up the steps step by step, and he didn't feel flustered under his feet, but he showed a calm demeanor.

He listened attentively, and when he came to the Demon Venerable, he saluted politely, but spoke in an unceremonious tone,

"What about the bastard? He ran away again?"

Mozun looked at him and smiled, shook his head, then remembered that he couldn't see him shaking his head, and added, "I guessed that you were coming, I slipped away just now. What's the matter?"

The boy stomped his feet angrily, and cursed indiscriminately, "You son of a bitch!"

This swearing is messy, like a combination of a coward and a bastard, it has no deterrent effect, but it sounds ridiculous.

At this time, the child who had just entered the forest grabbed a new leaf and came back, stood beside the young man, tugged at the hem of his clothes, and wrote in the palm of his hand again.

The young man curled his lips, showing an impatient expression, but his tone softened, "Okay, okay, I don't scold people, but you, you know how to pay attention to these unnecessary rules."

The child laughed happily, exchanging the new leaves he picked up just now with the ones that Mo Zun had accepted earlier, making gestures with his hands, meaning, this one looks better, don't want that one.

Mozun quit, "You gave me everything, it's mine, how can there be any reason to go back? It's almost the same if you give me both of these pieces."

Hearing this, the young man turned his mouth up, and said maliciously, "Greedy ghost, you took Rongrong's leaves, will you protect Rongrong? He was bullied just now."

The child was so anxious that he couldn't speak, he quickly waved his hands and shook his head. The Demon King glanced at him and asked, "Who bullied and how? I'll catch them and kill them."

Seeing that the Demon Lord didn't listen to him, the child grabbed the boy's arm again, and patted the boy's body with his porcelain white hands, trying to stop him from continuing.

"Of course it's still the same old way, call him a dumb dumb who pretends to be a tiger, call me an ugly blind man who wants to hide from a yaksha, dumb and blind, a pair of trash."

The boy had poor eyesight since he was a child, and it gradually became more serious as he grew older, becoming completely blind. He couldn't see himself or others. His peers were jealous of his good-looking. He is ugly.

As a bamboo horse, Rong Rong naturally told him the truth that he was not ugly, and Mozun and Yasha also said the same, but he was always dubious, always feeling that these people were trying to comfort him and lie to him.

"If you don't want to be playful and cause trouble, and practice obediently every day, you will have built your foundation long ago, and you can still let those ants bully you? You will know when you come back to complain, and fight back if you have the ability!"

The young man scolded as a yaksha was holding a jug and appeared next to the three of them at some point. The smell of wine mixed with the scent of medicine dispersed, which made the blind young man startled.

"Liu Kaizhou, you coward!"

The boy reacted quickly, became angry from embarrassment, smashed something on the young man viciously, turned around and ran away.

He was carrying three or four wine jugs in his left and right hands, and the things fluttered on the skirt of his clothes and fell to the ground. When he put down the wine jug and picked it up, he found that it was something made of grass, which was crooked and had no shape.

Looking up again, the boy ran down the steps without hesitation, he was careless in his anger, he saw that his feet were tilted, his whole body lost his balance, and he fell down.

Liu Zhibao threw the flagon and ran to help, barely stopping a tragedy. The steps under his feet were stretched and curved, with no end in sight. If ordinary people rolled down like this, they might lose half their lives.

He was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat, his anger surged into his heart, he grabbed the boy by the shoulder and yelled, "Are you dying?!"

After finishing this sentence, I saw the young man standing motionless with pursed mouth, his eyes were red, and he was extremely wronged, but he gritted his teeth and refused to cry. Hearing his scolding, he turned his head away with a hum. Do not let people see.

Most of the anger in his heart dissipated immediately, he softened his voice, and coaxed, "Okay, okay, you are the ancestor, I owe you, don't be angry, go, I will take you to practice swords."

The boy still refused to move, his arm was pulled, but he just tilted his upper body, twisted his face and refused to follow the person.

"What is this that you made out of grass? I didn't see it... But, it's very pretty, so I keep it."

"Humph."

There was another hum of dissatisfaction, but the young man was finally willing to move, and he followed the young man to practice his sword.

Mozun watched the show for a long time, half of the peanuts went down, and when the two left, he saw his own Rongrong looking at him eagerly, then grabbed his palm and wrote on it stroke by stroke.

"Huh?" The Demon Venerable looked at it, laughed out loud, raised his hand and rubbed the child's head, "Of course it's not spoiling, how could it be spoiling? Rongrong is so obedient and cute, she just wants to hurt her, that Liu Zhibao He's just an insatiable idiot, ignore him."

"What's wrong with murder? They bully you and scold you, they deserve to die. They can't bully you after they die. Be good, don't make trouble."

"Even if you act like a baby, I will..."

"Even if you look at me like this, I..."

"Okay, okay, don't kill if you don't kill, hey, I'm so mad."

The author has something to say: ooo hey, the reincarnation of Rong Shuang mentioned earlier is Rong Rong, who has become a little dumb.

Hua Wujue was reincarnated as a little blind man. In order to continue their relationship, they all paid a corresponding price.

Liu Fangzhou scolded Lu Yu as a beast, because Lu Yu captured Xiao Rongrong and planned to raise him and eat him, it was very perverted... But Liu Fangzhou didn't plan that way, he had the mentality of repaying the debt, so he always is hiding.

As for whether the memory has continued into this life, let's leave it in suspense.

Thanks to Qianjin x2, Ringman x4, Xinghuohe for mines