I heard that I am an affectionate male supporting role [Transmigration Book]

The mysterious girl Jia and the "difficult to communicate" Bai Mian are all newly added troubles.

Not only that, half of the old questions have not been solved, and Miss Jia and Bai Mian have brought new mysteries.

Where is the similarity between Bai Mian and Shui Qingqing? What does Miss Jia want to do? Is it possible for her identity to be discovered...

Cangyu couldn't ask anything, and he couldn't even be sure whether the legendary plague god was hidden in their mixed group of people and demons, or in those messy corpses. "He" has never appeared, let alone launched any attack, as if it was the mission to eliminate the entire Wangjia Village, and Cangyu and Xuanjie simply strayed into this village.

Although it is true.

The plot never mentions that Rong Dan's mother is dead, and of course it is even more impossible to write that she fled to this place to avoid being hunted down, so Cangyu has no way to get any clues and reminders through Rong Dan, instead she has a headache not to be involved Into the inexplicable main line.

The plot finally broke through the fence that blocked it, and ran like a cow seeing the red cloth, and no one could stop it.

It's best not to cause more trouble and trouble.

Cangyu rubbed her brows, they just met each other this time, and they didn't do anything else.

Among the six people, apart from Bai Mian and Shui Qingqing whose self-protection ability is close to none, Miss Jia has to temporarily doubt that he, Xuan Jie and Rong Dan are actually monsters, and Rong Dan's power will be much worse, but some Destiny bless, normally safer than both of them.However, everyone pretended that they were ordinary people with no power to restrain their chickens, as if they would start to die as soon as they dispersed, like the old routine of horror movies.

Bai Mian didn't want to leave the mourning hall, so everyone could only choose an empty house nearby to live in. No matter which house it was in, the situation was much better than Shui Qingqing's house.

Rong Dan lived with Miss Jia, and she lit a fire at night, and the brazier was covered with dirt and dust, obviously it had not been used for a long time.Miss Jia is still sick, Rong Dan can't find a suitable medicine for her, she has some elixir, but Lin Yong once said that these elixir can't be swallowed by ordinary people, they can't bear the overbearing properties of medicine, so they can only find some firewood Light it for heating, hoping that Miss Jia will gradually get better.

Miss Jia fell asleep after eating something, Rong Dan tucked the quilt for her, took out a candlestick to scoop up a flame, and walked out carefully protecting it.

It was already late at night, and Rong Dan walked to Bai Mian with fire and food. The little girl was still burning paper money, and the fragrance in the mourning hall was lingering. She put the things beside Bai Mian, wanting to say a few words of comfort, In the end, he couldn't say anything, but said softly: "Miss Bai, you should go to bed early after you eat something."

Bai Mian raised his head to look at her, then lowered his head again, he didn't move anything, but he still said thank you.

Rong Dan stared at Bai Mian for a long time, then slowly backed away, without thinking about anything, the resentment and pain surging in his heart receded like a tide in an instant, no matter what he did, no matter what happened again, that person would be I won't feel it anymore, and I won't be happy or sad about it anymore. Everything is useless.

After returning to the house, Rong Dan slept by the brazier, the hot tongue was a little too warm, she felt her arm was hot as if it was being burned, she gently reached out to hold it, and let the endless loneliness swallow her down.

Rong Dan, who was sleeping soundly, did not notice that Miss Jia behind her had opened her eyes.

……

When Xuan Jie appeared, Bai Mian was sitting on the ground hugging his knees, staring at the food stained with fly ash.

"She's a good girl."

Bai Mian didn't look at Xuan Jie, but swayed her body gently, like a little girl who hasn't grown up yet, innocent and proud. Although she didn't eat those foods, it didn't prevent her from cherishing them: "We both have always had I don’t know each other, but she still misses me, my father said that most people like this are kind-hearted, and only kind-hearted people will treat others well without asking for anything in return.”

"The villain will do the same." Xuan Jie said calmly, "He will give you what you want most, the dream you desire most, and let you fall into it."

Bai Mian nodded and said: "Yes, my father also said that most people in this world are like this."

If others hear this or say it, they must be malicious or prejudiced against Rong Dan. However, Xuan Jie and Bai Mian are two natural opposites. When they say this, they are just saying this. A thing, and not an insinuation.

"Why are you always covered with cloth?" Xuan Jie asked again, he already had a vague guess in his mind.

Bai Mian blinked and said, "I'm sick."

"Really?" Xuan Jie responded to her flatly, and suddenly asked, "Did your father teach you to lie too?"

Bai Mian was stunned for a moment, and she said softly: "Yes, he taught me to lie more, to survive, but he doesn't like children who lie. If I try to be brave and say that I am good, he will always tell me It's very sad, and until now I don't understand whether lying is good or bad."

"Your face isn't ruined by illness, is it?"

Bai Mian shook his head and said: "My face is not damaged, but I can't touch anything. Any living thing will rot if I touch it, just like Grandma Wang. Even if it's not alive, it's just pots and pans. Even the quilt and mattress will bring some dirty things." She stood up slowly, turned to Xuan Jie, and said softly, "Are you asking me this to see what I look like?"

Xuan Jie nodded and said, "I think it's just that you trust me so much?"

"You are not someone else, I saw you destroy them, they dare not approach you at all, you are different." Bai Mian's eyes lit up, she took off her gloves, showing a pair of white and tender hands, looking at Liao Xuanjie said, "I want to give it a try and see if you can really do it."

"Try it." Xuan Jie said lightly, stretching out his hand.

Bai Mian's expression couldn't be seen clearly, and there was a little worry hidden in those eyes. She wanted to reach out, but she backed away after a while, and said softly: "Forget it, what if I guessed wrong... If you are not me at all... The person who thinks about it, maybe you will die."

"You are afraid."

"I'm not afraid!" Bai Mian suddenly became angry, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she tried to explain, "You don't understand what you're talking about at all, I'm not joking with you, if I think wrong, you Maybe you will die. If you die, you will have nothing. If you die... If you die, you will be like my father, who will never smile at me, scold me, or take care of me. .”

Bai Mian said softly: "It's impossible for my father to leave me, but if you leave Cangyu, he will be as sad as me."

Although she is not familiar with Cangyu at all, but when Xuan Jie mentioned that she was the same as her father, she couldn't help but feel a bit worried about it.

Xuan Jie asked her calmly: "You killed your father?"

"No, of course not." Bai Mian was really angry now, she glared at Xuan Jie, "How dare you think that! Would you hurt Cangyu who takes care of you?"

Xuan Jie shook his head, instead of apologizing, he stretched out his hand silently and took Bai Mian's hand. The girl's hand was very slender and soft, not the same as Cangyu's, it seemed to be lumpy The oil in the palm is delicate and cool.This made Xuan Jie not withdraw his hand immediately, he just slowly felt the difference, and felt a strange emotion rising from his heart.

Bai Mian let out a cry of surprise at this sudden behavior, and immediately became happy again. She raised Xuan Jie's hand with both hands, looked at him carefully, looked at Xuan Jie in disbelief and said, "You didn't Die!" She hurriedly took off the hat and mask on her face with one hand, and nestled her delicate face on the back of Xuan Jie's hand.

Even seeing the resurrection of the dead with his own eyes, and the spring of a dead tree, is probably not as surprised as Bai Mian's heart at this moment.

"You're fine!"

Bai Mian's demeanor was completely revealed at this moment, she and Fang Cai were completely different, full of the tenderness of a young daughter, she trusted Xuan Jie wholeheartedly, and trembled with joy: "You are real, you are really fine, She is not dead either!" As if she had never touched anyone before, she carefully touched the skin on the back of Xuanjie's hand, little by little, like a chicken pecking at rice, testing the temperature from another person, and her joy easily overwhelmed her. She was dyed pure.

She is the plague god.

Xuan Jie was thinking a little distractedly, staring at the white cotton that he even sniffed with his nose, and realized that the other party was not much different from a cub.The delicate and petite woman is full of attachment and trust. I am afraid that any normal man will not be able to resist such a scene, but it is Cangyu who is not here at all that really occupies Xuanjie's mind.

The flames in his body throbbed slightly due to exposure to too much plague, and Xuan Jie could feel the slight heat in his fingertips, which quickly disappeared without a trace.

Xuan Jie had no reason to kill Bai Mian, and hated himself being controlled by instinct, so he forcibly suppressed the fireworks, and the plague lingered for a while before disappearing in an instant.

When the woman's skin was touched, it turned out to be like this, not like Qianniang.

However, Xuan Jie and Qian Niang have never been so close. Most of the time, they prefer to communicate in animal form, which may be due to the nature of monsters. Even after transforming into human form, there is not much change.

Compared with Cangyu, it is even more different.

Cangyu's hands are stronger and colder, somewhat similar to his temperament, tough and indifferent.

The feeling of being trusted wholeheartedly by others is both wonderful and dangerous. It is not impossible for Xuan Jie to understand Bai Mian's sense of joy, just like the moment he saw Cangyu in the fantasy forest, he was also so ecstatic.So he held Bai Mian's hand very calmly, wondering whether he looked like this when he looked at Cangyu.

Xuan Jie never understood why mortals are so obsessed with meaningless touches, but now he understands somewhat.

Bai Mian is very soft, very cool, extremely docile, and extremely greedy. She is like a cub that can only be loved and loved. Anyone would like such a nearly harmless prey. Looking at her, she is willing to give her wholehearted trust.

However, Xuan Jie only had Tianhu's fingertips brushing his cheek when he got up from his lap, which was so cold that he could never forget it.

Neither soft nor warm, playful and laughing intertwined, like moonlight laughing at mortals' useless following.

Xuan Jie never thought about whether he would like other people. Cangyu was his most special existence in the past, but now he has become another special existence, and finally got the answer.

Only Cangyu, only Cangyu, only Cangyu.