Dagami is seriously ill [Quick Transmigration]

How could he have thought about such a warm and peaceful life? He has been running around in the virtual world for a few years, and this time is not fake for him.Busy, busy saving Mr. Yang, busy fighting Lin Luo's spirit, that's what he does all day.It's like when a person who is usually very busy is idle, he doesn't know what he is going to do.

Although this world is also saving, but in general it is very gentle.

Sitting on the bar with his head propped up, he looked at Mr. Yang who was busy in the kitchen, well, as always, he knows how to cook, which is really excellent.

The dog-chewing haircut he gave people was actually quite good-looking, messy and beautiful, and it also looked good, at least it was much better than washing, cutting and blow-drying.

After cutting his hair and tidying up, he can see that this man is really tall, and this world seems to be much taller than himself.Frowning in disgust, there really isn't a world where he can be awesome, every world is dominated by Mr. Yang.

"You know, in fact, I haven't cooked for a long time."

"Huh?" Yan Zhi immediately recovered when he heard the person's words: "What did you say?"

I saw someone walking over with a plate, and the sweet and sour smell made my mouth water.

Yan Zhi looked at the tomato and meat sauce noodles brought over by someone, and started to swallow unconsciously. He hadn’t eaten this for a long time. There was no chance for him to enjoy it like this in the last world. The tomato bolognese noodles were suddenly very touching.

"This is the first time I've been cooking in the cabin for half a year." Yang Chenchen put the spaghetti in front of people, and continued, "For you."

He lived a confused life before, he didn't think about cooking, let alone eating outside, he could be full just for painting and drinking water, just for the extreme desire in his heart.

So now it has been realized, and the value of appearance is here.

Yan Zhi didn't say much and quickly ate it. When he tasted the familiar taste, tears almost flowed out: "Fuck, it's still a familiar taste."

When he heard the familiar smell, Yang Chenchen showed a puzzled look in his eyes, why did he say that?

He has never met Yan Zhi in reality, so what does this sentence mean?

Yan Zhi ate with satisfaction, it was really a long time since I ate.

In the second world, he could eat the meals Mr. Yang cooked for him every day. It is a pity that he didn't have the food in the third world.So this world can be eaten from the very beginning, which is really satisfying.

"A familiar taste?" Yang Chenchen reached out to wipe the tomato juice from the corner of the man's mouth, and then put his finger on the tip of his tongue to lick it away.

The man's Adam's apple rolled, people who didn't know thought he was eating.

"..." Yan Zhi stared dumbfounded at the person's action with his face in his mouth: "Why don't you use tissues."

Oh my god, it's so exciting.

So sexy.

"As long as it's yours, I won't dislike it." Yang Chenchen turned and walked back to the stove, and then said, "I've been thinking about licking you from head to toe all day long, do you think I will dislike the tomato juice on your lips?"

"Cough, cough——" Yan Zhi choked on the swallowed face, and beat his chest to make himself swallow.

It's really unbearable to be like this every day, can you be normal!

Yang Chenchen immediately walked up to the person and patted him on the back: "Is it because I cooked something so delicious? Don't worry, I will cook for you every day. As long as you want, I will cook for you."

Yan Zhi: "..." The tears choked out of the corners of his eyes can be regarded as his heartfelt voice.

It's so scary, such a sugar-coated cannonball is fatal.

If you have something to say, can't you say it well? Can you break a sentence like this?

"Okay, let's go." Yan Zhi continued to bury his head in eating the noodles on the plate, and then thought of something to look up at people in warning: "And don't talk to me while I'm eating."

"Okay." Yang Chenchen obediently returned to the kitchen to continue working.

After a while, another scent wafted out. Yan Zhi had already finished the plate, moved his nose to smell the smell, and stood inside curiously:

"What are you cooking again?" Looking closer, it turned out to be braised chicken with tomato! !His eyes lit up suddenly, and he felt hungry again.

"Didn't you not talk to you when you were eating?" Yang Chenchen put the dishes on the plate.

"I can talk to you, but you can't talk." Yan Zhi patted Yang Chenchen's shoulder to show if he understood.

So Mr. Yang didn't speak any more.

The lunch dishes are all his favorites, the tomato feast, and he will never get tired of eating it.

Yan Zhi looked at Mr. Yang who was eating silently and did not speak. He regretted what he just said. It seems boring not to chat.

"That minister." He called out tentatively.

Heck, what a cute name.

Mr. Yang frowned, as if he was a little dissatisfied with the title, but Yan Zhi said that he was not allowed to talk during the meal, so he refrained from speaking.

Seeing people with good looks but ignoring himself, well, it's time to take back what I said just now: "You can talk now, let's talk."

"Can you not call me Chenchen?"

"Ah?" Yan Zhi's first words were this: "Why? Isn't Chenchen cute?"

I saw Mr. Yang put down his bowl and chopsticks, and looked at the person in front of him seriously: "People who know me call me young, you can call me that, or just call me Chen."

Looking at people with indescribable appearance: "You are still young, you look very old at first glance. Don't act like that, just be a good person with me, please. I will call you Chenchen, how cute and close you are." , don't be picky."

"Then what do I call you, is your beauty worth it?"

Yan Zhi: "...you call me Mr. Yan."

What the hell is Yan Yan still worthy!

"That's not conducive to the promotion of feelings." Yang Chenchen pushed the food in front of him in front of others, and said with a smile.

In the end, it was just a joke. It was really awkward for two big men to call like that, so they chose to call them by their first names.

The branches outside the window are swaying, and the warm sunshine pours into this small village, which has an unexpected peace that seems to be palpable.

Standing on the balcony outside the house, Yan Zhi closes his eyes and feels the comfort of nature. It is really leisurely and comfortable that he has never experienced before.

He didn't seem to have much rest since he graduated. He was running around for his life every day, draining all his energy, and the last rest he could get was to fall asleep when he got home.

This is his only comfort.

Including the rescue mission he did in this game world, the previous world was like this.

[Many, this world is pretty good! 】

[You define it so quickly? 】

Yan Zhi slowly opened his eyes: [This is also what you said, you said there is no Lin Luo. 】

[It’s true that there is no Lin Luo, but the rescue mission is still going on, mania, don’t forget. 】

What is mania like?

Just as he was about to turn around and walk back inside, he suddenly heard a voice beside him:

"Stand for a while, and I'm going to finish the painting."

Yan Zhi looked around suspiciously, where did Mr. Yang's voice come from.

There was a small corridor outside the cabin, and then he saw Mr. Yang's figure in a window, and he saw a man sitting by the window drawing something on the drawing board, and from time to time his eyes fell on himself.

The man is handsome and revealing his serious appearance is very good-looking, and the feeling of holding a paintbrush is very artistic.

Yang Chenchen raised his head and looked at the young man in the corridor: "Look at the lawn outside, just give me a few more minutes."

The figure of the young man's back on the drawing paper is getting clearer and clearer, but this time the feeling is different from before.He no longer needs to imagine what his face looks like in his dream, what kind of posture he will have, now he can see it completely, because this person is right in front of him.

Close at hand, within reach.

Yan Zhi turned her head to the lawn, propped her hands on the balcony and looked at the scenery not far away: "Why do you always draw backs? I see that many of your paintings are backs. Do you like to draw all kinds of backs?"

Yang Chenchen raised his head again. He looked at the back of the young man in front of him with tenderness in his eyes: "I only paint you, and all I paint are you. Before, I couldn't see your appearance clearly. I could only use the impression in my mind. Draw it. But now I have found it, so the meaning of the back that I draw now is different."

"Why do you think it's me?" Yan Zhi was curious: "Do you dream of me every day?"

"No reason, I can dream of you every day, it's like an obsession, as long as I think of you during the day, I will see you at night. In the dream, I can satisfy all my imagination, although there is nothing after waking up .That's why I want to draw you, no matter what it is, I want to stay."

The back figure of the youth in the painting becomes more and more vivid under the delicate painting method, as if it is given life.

Yan Zhi could hear his obsession with Mr. Yang from what he said. After all, they had never gotten along well before, and even when they got along, they were pretending to be pigs and eating tigers.

"Since when did you find yourself having the same dream every day?" he asked. "Is there always something that keeps you dreaming?"

What he was thinking was that although Mr. Yang would remember him firmly in the virtual world, what about returning to reality?

Will returning to reality be the same?

"You appeared when I was the most broken and painful." Yang Chenchen looked at the back of Yan Zhi's back with deeper eyes, recalling memories from a long time ago: "Your appearance is salvation, let me through that period of darkness time, so I abandoned everything after I was able. But it also angered everyone, I used to work in a gallery, I took down all my paintings, and I will no longer accept anyone to buy my paintings , reject everyone's request, even if I suffer revenge, I will leave."

Yan Zhi was stunned, and turned to look at Yang Chenchen in shock: "Have you suffered revenge?"

I saw a man with a story.

"Because I gave up all my interests in pursuit of the untouchable lover in my dream, and because of this, the gallery suffered heavy losses. Many people paid a lot of money to buy my paintings before, and I haven't had time to paint them. Later, I refused because of your appearance. I complied with their request, and resolutely took down all my paintings and wanted to leave. But there was a price for my departure. I severed my relationship with my teacher, and I also suffered retaliation for offending a businessman. I was forced to I came here out of nowhere."

"What about after that?" Yan Zhi thinks this guy is really paranoid, can he give up everything just for that dream?

"After that?" Yang Chenchen lowered his head and smiled, and continued to draw the picture at hand: "I met you, I don't know where you know me, I only know that I received a text message saying that you are willing to give me the house Live, just in the township, there is no more. Then I came, and then you appeared."

He will never forget the joy of that dream come true.

Yan Zhi didn't know the previous plot, after all, he just came here: "Maybe I'm having a brain twitch, so don't think too much about it."

"Why don't I want to, I want a lot." Yang Chenchen put down his pen as if he had painted it: "I want you, I want you crazily, I think about you day and night."

For the sake of his appearance, he can give up everything, no matter what is good, he will stay with others, even if his appearance does not favor him now, and he is just a familiar stranger, he will stay.

Yan Zhi felt that his heart was having problems again, and coughed in disguise: "If it was someone else, they would definitely say you are crazy."

Mr. Yang smiled and was not angry. He saw that the person put the brush away and turned the drawing board to the direction of appearance:

"I am indeed a lunatic. I am crazy, crazy, crazy for a person in my dream who has never seen his face. When he met me for the first time, he stood outside the window, as if he had fallen into the world. Angel, with light on my body. At that time I was still in the orphanage, my room was crowded with dozens of children, and I was squeezed in a corner by the window." He stood up and left the room, leaving only The painting is by the window.

Yan Zhi looked at the painting on the drawing board by the window in shock. The simple lines of the sketch outlined his back, but under the black and white, he could feel the emotions carried in the painting.

He doesn't know how to appreciate a painting, but intuitively he can feel that the painter is writing with a very happy mood.

Because the whole portrait is full of hope.

This reminded him of all the paintings in the house, all of which were backs, those backs...

It's all him.

"There is a small window in the corner of the orphanage. I always hide there secretly and look out. The sunshine outside is so good. I always fantasize about when I can go out. Even if I try my best, I will go out." Yang Chenchen walked behind Yan Zhi, he looked at the back that was close at hand, and stretched out his hand to gently touch his back:

"When I escaped for the first time, I just saw a figure from behind, and I heard that person say: I am standing outside the window, come quickly. Since then, even if every escape is a failure , I didn’t give up either, I just wanted to go out and find the person who told me to go out.”

Yan Zhi felt the temperature of the palm of the person and wanted to turn his head.

Then his shoulders were encircled from behind.

"You may be seeing me for the first time, but for me, you have already appeared in my life, and you have occupied more than half of my life." Yang Chenchen leaned closer to the man's ear, his gaze skipped above the earlobe In the snowy mountains not far away: "I have been imagining what I would do if you appeared."

"What?" Yan Zhi asked, turning his head to the side.

"Do, love."

Yan Zhi: "..." Can you stop talking so casually?

"Of course we can do many things, such as you model for me and I draw for you."

Yan Zhi lowered his head and coughed: "That my room doesn't seem to be cleaned up, I'll go and clean it up."

This is a body artist. If you are a model for someone, you have to strip naked.

He said and moved the person's hand away.

"Mr. Yan." Yang Chenchen called to stop him.

Yan Zhi paused, what did he want to say?

"Give me a chance to pursue, okay?"

The man's eyes were filled with infinite longing and cautiousness. He had waited so long just to say this sentence.

The appearance is a bit surprising.

This kind of mood is hard to describe, because the relationship between him and Mr. Yang was established under the content of the mission. For example, Mr. Yang loves him and hates him. It's just that they have skipped the link of establishing a romantic relationship at the beginning of the game.

There is no process of pursuit, everything is natural because of the game settings.

Including the fact that he fell in love with Mr. Yang.

Pursuit is a sense of ritual, which is completely different from mutual default liking.So when Mr. Yang said it, his mood was one after another, a little happy and a little scared.

Fear of getting hurt.

Although it seemed a bit hypocritical for an old man to say that he was injured, he was really afraid.Not to mention that it was just a disguise, he would definitely not let others know that he shed tears secretly.

"Yanzhi, I like you and want to love you."

He only heard Mr. Yang say it again, so he had an idea in his mind.He turned around and waved at the person.

Yang Chenchen immediately stepped forward with anticipation in his eyes.

A cunning flashed in Yan Zhi's eyes, and he leaned over to the person's ear and said, "You can try it, I'm not easy to chase."

After speaking, he patted him on the shoulder as a sign to cheer, and then walked into the house.

Since you want to chase, that's good, let's try to chase, let him enjoy the feeling of being chased for a while.Salvation was one thing, but he couldn't be foolish and get nothing.

Yang Chenchen looked at Yan Zhi's back, and finally said in a low voice:

"It's good if there is a chance." He didn't know how to chase after it, but it was good if there was a chance, because he felt it was a luxury to see the real lover of his dreams.

The existence of good looks is a luxury to him, and if one glance is lost, the day goes by, isn't that a luxury?

It is no longer like a painting can be left on paper, and he wants to freeze the picture.What was before him now was the passing time, and if he grabbed hold of it it would slip away, he didn't want to.

He walked quickly into the room and called again:

"Yan Zhi, I will chase you from today on!"

The only answer to him was the chirping of birds outside the window.

But he is not discouraged, he is willing to wait, no matter how long.

Yan Zhi who had just walked up the stairs heard Mr. Yang yell again, but finally couldn't help laughing, it was a treacherous laugh.

Chase, chase, applaud if you can catch him.

It is agreed that this world will not forgive, so no matter what Mr. Yang does, he will not agree, otherwise it will be hard to get rid of his pain in the previous few worlds.

[Comrade Yan Zhi, didn’t you say you didn’t forgive Mr. Yang?why are you laughing. 】

[I laughed and did not break the law. 】He went to the house to see if there was anything he needed to prepare, he had to go out and do some shopping, but there was nothing.

【Hey, Mr. Yang looks really normal now. 】

Yan Zhi's hand that pushed the door paused: [...What do you mean. 】

[Didn't I say, mania, he may be obedient in front of you, it's because he likes you.But don't forget your task, help him get out of living alone and let people learn to communicate. 】

【Isn't he good at communicating? 】

Ai Duoduo said: [That's because of you, you want him to tell others and fight every minute, but fortunately mania is easier to treat, so I hope this world can be solved, it's up to you. 】

Poor communication?Then let people try to communicate.

As long as he can freely control the plot in this world, then he is sure.

So the desire of the world is:

【——World peace, no pain, no sorrow. 】

[Ding—favorability +1. 】

Yan Zhi frowned, showing a disgusted expression, forget it, he shouldn't have too much expectations for Mr. Yang's pursuit, things in the last world are always over.

If you agree not to forgive, this world will go on to the end.

Humph, let's chase.

The author has something to say:

Mr. Yang: I heard that your mother put a photo of the two of us on the boat on the scarf

Appearance: what? !

Mr. Yang: I was the one who pressed you against the wall——

Before he finished speaking, he was punched and kicked by Yan Zhi.

Yan Zhi looked at everyone with a warning: Don't look, it's not suitable for children.

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The rabbit is shrinking with you. I put a picture on my scarf, which is a very good posture. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I really want to write.

Hey, I was stimulated by yesterday's teaching resources, and I can't think about it and want to write about it.