Lovers suffer from depression [Quick Transmigration]

Amidst the monk's chanting, the sky darkened little by little, everyone around had gone to dinner, and no one paid any attention to Meng Miandong.

After a while, the monks also went to dinner, and Meng Miandong was the only one left in the huge mourning hall.

There was silence from left to right, Meng Miandong's voice had already become hoarse, his eyes were so swollen that he could barely open them, he couldn't cry anymore, so he knelt down with a stiff face.

After a day of smoky smoke, the mourning hall was clogged with pungent and dazzling smoke.

He looked around, not knowing whether he was in the world or hell for a moment.

He moved a pair of arms placed on the ice coffin, his arms were completely frostbitten, and he seemed to be unconscious.

He stared blankly at his mother who was peacefully lying in the ice coffin, and used his fingers to outline the eyebrows and eyes of his mother, just like painting a portrait of his mother when he was a child, with the softest strokes.

"Mom..." he yelled, his voice broken, and at the same time his throat seemed to be torn.

Suddenly, his stomach hurts, which is unbearable.

He came back from school for the funeral when he was in the first class. Before the class, because his roommate temporarily postponed the duty to him, he had to clean the dormitory before going to class. In order not to be late, he had no time to eat. breakfast.

He hadn't eaten all day, not even a sip of water.

He suddenly felt dizzy, and rested on the ice coffin for a while before standing up.

Standing up, he somehow looked in the direction where Wen Ran was.

Wen Ran is the first person who cares about him besides his mother, although Wen Ran clearly has other plans.

He looked away, picked up the book his mother bought for him, and walked to the dining room.

Obviously everyone came to attend the funeral, but the dining room was full of clinking glasses.

He was out of tune with this scene, and he didn't want to blend in, so he asked the kitchen for a bowl of rice and some vegetables, and went back to his room.

He carefully wrapped the schoolbook stained with mother's blood with the new scarf that he was reluctant to use, and put it in the desk drawer before he started eating.

His mind had no desire to eat, but his body was clamoring.

However, when he put a mouthful of rice into his mouth, he couldn't swallow it because his throat hurt too much.

He was forced by the pain to vomit out the food in his mouth. After he vomited out, the vomit surged up. He rushed to the toilet, his body shaking violently, as if the skeleton of his body was about to be shattered into pieces. Immediately afterwards, he vomited out Some sour water came, and the throat felt like it had been scorched by a raging fire.

He rinsed his mouth, gave up the idea of ​​eating, and planned to go back to the mourning hall to accompany his mother. Tomorrow, his mother was going to go to the funeral, so he didn't have much time to spend with her.

He wanted to open the door, but the door was kicked.

——It’s my brother.

He didn't dare not to open the door. When he opened the door, it was really his brother who stood at the door.

The elder brother walked in, and Uncle Xin followed behind him.

He trembled instinctively, and wanted to retreat, but his brother grabbed his wrist, and his brother said angrily: "Miandong, why are you so impolite, be good, say hello to Uncle Xin."

Meng Miandong couldn't break free, so she had to say obediently, "Hello, Uncle Xin."

"Hello, Miandong." The elder brother let go of his hand, and Uncle Xin clasped his wrist. Uncle Xin's other hand stroked his eyes, and then meandered from the eyes to the throat, comforting, "My poor Sleepy Winter, crying till my heart breaks."

Meng Miandong already had a premonition that he was about to be violated, and immediately got goose bumps all over his body, struggling desperately, but heard Meng Mingchun order: "Miandong, be obedient."

"I..." Meng Miandong shrank, seeing that Meng Mingchun was about to leave, she said sharply, "Brother, don't go."

Meng Mingchun smiled and said, "Do you want me to watch it? It's very heavy."

After finishing speaking, Meng Mingchun ignored Meng Miandong, went straight out of the room, and locked the door outside.

"Brother, brother, brother..." Meng Miandong kept calling for help, but was pushed onto the bed by Uncle Xin.

Uncle Xin stroked his body with his fingers, and said softly, "Mian Dong is good."

Meng Miandong didn't want to be treated like this, so he punched and kicked Uncle Xin vigorously.

He didn't know how to do it, but he was lucky enough to kick Uncle Xin's crotch. Uncle Xin felt the pain and let him go a little bit.

He took the opportunity to get off the bed, opened the window, and jumped out.

His room is on the second floor, not too high. When he jumped, he didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't hesitate at all. He was inexplicably skilled.

His body was cushioned by the trees, but it still hurt badly.

He stood up, looked back at the direction of the mourning hall, hesitated a little, when he caught a glimpse of Uncle Xin poking his head out of the window, he knew that he had to run away quickly, otherwise...

The road ahead was dim, he escaped from his home and onto the main road, and it seemed that someone was chasing after him.

His physical education has always been a drag in all classes, but now he doesn't feel tired at all.

If he can't escape smoothly, his life will be ruined.

He knew very well that his brother would never do meaningless things, so his brother and Uncle Xin must have reached a certain deal - using his body.

Maybe it's not just Uncle Xin, as long as the other party takes a fancy to him, he will be used as a bargaining chip and sent to anyone's bed by his brother.

He could hear his own panting, footsteps, footsteps behind him, shouting.

After running for an unknown amount of time, at a corner, he bumped into a wall of flesh.

He raised his head to look, and what caught his eyes actually made him smell burning in fear.

After Wen Ran put down the phone, worried about Meng Miandong, he drove to Meng's house again, but before Meng's house arrived, he saw a familiar figure on the side of the road.

—his hibernation.

He immediately stopped the car and walked towards Meng Miandong. After a while, Meng Miandong bumped into his arms unexpectedly.

Knowing that Meng Miandong was afraid of him, he helped Meng Miandong to steady himself, took a step back a little later, and asked, "What happened?"

Meng Miandong was at a loss, Wen Ran in front of him was the one he was eager to escape from, and his brother and Uncle Xin behind him were also the ones he was eager to escape from.

What should I do?

If his brother and uncle Xin took him back, he would be violated immediately, right?

What if he asked Wen Ran for help?what will happenWill Wen Ran take him home and rape him?

He turned around and saw his brother and Uncle Xin getting closer, and told himself, why not take a gamble?

Therefore, he asked Wen Ran for help: "Mr. Wen, can you take me away?"

Wen Ran's attention was all on Meng Miandong, and he didn't notice Meng Mingchun and Xin Donghai at all.

Hearing this, he was taken aback, felt sorry for Meng Miandong's voice, and at the same time suppressed the secret joy in his heart, before he asked in confusion, "Why?"

Seeing that his brother and Uncle Xin were about to catch up, Meng Miandong had no choice but to hug Wen Ran and begged, "Mr. Wen take me away, please."

As long as Meng Miandong is willing, he can offer this life to himself, let alone an almost sweet begging.

Wen Ran immediately agreed: "Okay, I will take you away."

"Thank you." With tears in Meng Miandong's eyes, she let go of Wen Ran's hand and said gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Wen."

It's just a short time to touch each other, even through the thick cloth, Wen Ran is nostalgic for Meng Miandong's body temperature.

Wen Ran couldn't hold Meng Miandong in his arms, so he said elegantly and gentlemanly: "Let's go, my car is parked in front."

Meng Miandong nodded: "Yes."

At this moment, Meng Mingchun and Xin Donghai were finally three steps away from Meng Miandong.

Meng Mingchun reprimanded sharply: "Miandong, why are you so disobedient, brother will not harm you."

Meng Miandong shuddered, subconsciously wanting to apologize to his brother, finally biting his lips, so that the three words "I'm sorry" were not uttered.

Xin Donghai didn't know Wen Ran, so he smoothed things over and said, "Mingchun, don't be angry, Miandong definitely didn't do it on purpose."

Wen Ran watched two people, one singing bad face and the other singing bad face, he didn't bother to pay attention to them, and said to Meng Miandong: "Let's go."

Hearing this, Meng Mingchun hurriedly stopped him: "Mr. Wen, Miandong will send his mother to the funeral tomorrow morning, and then it's time to go back to class. You can't take him away."

Meng Miandong shrank behind Wen Ran in fright, and her body involuntarily pressed against Wen Ran's back.

Wen Ran felt sweet in his heart, his complexion remained unchanged, and he replied: "I will send Miandong back in time tomorrow, don't worry."

To Meng Mingchun, Wen Ran and Xin Donghai couldn't afford to offend. Compared with the two, Wen Ran couldn't afford to offend him even more. Judging from the situation, it seems that his good brother has hooked up with Wen Ran. He is really born to sell ass.

How can I benefit from it?My younger brother can't just take advantage of Wen Ran, can he?

Meng Mingchun thought about it, decided to give Wen Ran a face first, and then made plans, and said politely to Wen Ran: "In this case, Miandong will trouble Mr. Wen to take care of it."

Wen Ran noticed that Meng Miandong, who was on his back, relaxed a little, and then moved away from him.

Of course Xin Donghai was not happy, his eyes were like a poisonous snake, he seemed to be able to lick Meng Miandong's body with a snake letter through Wen Ran.

He was pulled aside by Meng Mingchun and persuaded again and again, before he reluctantly left with Meng Mingchun. Before leaving, he did not forget to take a look at Wen Ran.

Wen Ran didn't take it seriously, turned around and said softly: "Miandong, let's go."

Meng Miandong glanced at Wen Ran, her eyes were full of shock.

Wen Ran walked in front, led Meng Miandong to his car, opened the door of the back seat, and let Meng Miandong sit in.

——Sitting in the back seat should make Meng Miandong feel more at ease, right?

He went to the driver's seat again, and was about to open the door when his eyes caught a ticket stuck on the windshield—a fine of two hundred yuan for illegal parking.

He didn't care, took off the ticket, sat in the driver's seat, put the ticket away, and closed the car door.

As soon as the car started, he heard Meng Miandong apologize from behind: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

"You are not wrong." Wen Ran drove the car to an apartment near him, and opened the door for Meng Miandong.

With her head down, Meng Miandong's body shivered, she got out of the car door, staggered a bit, and helped the car just in time to stand still.

Wen Ran originally wanted to help Meng Miandong, but was afraid of scaring Meng Miandong, so he could only ask concerned: "Are you okay?"

"I..." Meng Miandong seldom expresses his thoughts to others, he just keeps satisfying others' demands.

Therefore, he shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

In fact, his left foot hurts, his chest hurts, and his stomach hurts too.

He went upstairs following Wen Ran, and only after being illuminated by the bright incandescent lamp, Wen Ran could clearly see the scratches on his side cheeks.

Wen Ran didn't dare to be reckless, sat on the sofa, and then said to Meng Miandong who was ten steps away: "Can you tell me what happened to you?"

Meng Miandong remained silent and did not speak.

Wen Ran felt distressed, but could not force Meng Miandong to raise his head so that he could take a closer look.

He sighed and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Seeing that Meng Miandong didn't answer, he went to the kitchen to cook porridge. Meng Miandong's voice was hoarse, and eating other foods might hurt.

It took some time to cook the porridge, so he went back to the living room, looked at Meng Miandong who was standing there and said, "You go take a shower first, I'll get you clean pajamas."

Meng Miandong was not sure whether the kindness shown by Wen Ran was an illusion, and he didn't even dare to pick up the pajamas that Wen Ran handed to him.

Wen Ran simply took the key to his bedroom, and stuffed the key into Meng Miandong's hand.

Meng Miandong's fingers trembled, and he heard Ran explain: "I'm going into the bedroom, you lock the bedroom door outside, then I can't get out of the bedroom."

Meng Miandong went to look at Wen Ran in astonishment, and the scratches on his face came into Wen Ran's eyes.

Wen Ran suddenly felt a sudden cardiac arrest, and desperately controlled his body, so he didn't forcefully hold Meng Miandong in his arms.

He went to the kitchen and turned the porridge stew to the minimum, then walked up to Meng Miandong and said, "If you don't want to talk, don't talk, but you must go to the hospital with me immediately."

Upon hearing the imperative sentence, Meng Miandong instinctively replied: "Okay."

Seeing this, Wen Ran's heart felt like a knife was being twisted, but he was afraid that Meng Miandong might have some wounds and could not delay, so he strode out the door.

He knew that Meng Miandong would definitely follow, sure enough, when he was waiting for the elevator, Meng Miandong was already behind him.