Monopolize me, let me stay at home [Transmigration Book]

"May I stay with you? I won't give you trouble, sir."

[To attack this kind of cold-blooded, dark and twisted person, you should use the most helpless and pitiful character. 】

"Ah... sorry, I, I was distracted just now, you are so beautiful."

[Sentimental, youthful youthfulness is the key, right? System?This is my best character set. 】

"Don't worry about me, as long as you are still willing to talk to me, I... will be satisfied."

【Humble, inconspicuous like a shadow, but a crush who never leaves, is the most touching, right?If this metamorphosis still has a heart. 】

"If you're bored, I'll leave on my own. Anyway...we're all adults, and it's not like we can't live if we leave the other. But please don't torture me in this way, what did I do wrong ?”

[What kind of healing and probation mission... is obviously to teach the scumbag to learn to love, how did this emotional idiot become the protagonist of the world? 】

"Please...please! Let me go, I was wrong before, I just beg you..."

[The more this kind of man is not good at strategy, the more he must be tortured to death so that he can truly experience the unforgettable love. The value of blackening must be fully filled before it can be cleared. 】

【Ding! 】

[Blackening value: 27]

"like……"

[Don't say, his face and figure are very seductive, I don't know how to do it. 】

"I like you..."

[The mission is more dangerous than I thought. 】

"gentlemen!"

【Whether he has a heart or not, I have done it for this sake. 】

"Don't leave me..."

[System, is the heartthrob halo fully activated? 】

"Just loving you."

[Goldfinger of Survival, open it. 】

【Ding!alarm! 】

[Blackening value: 45]

Shang Fan approached the shadow in front of him, gently raised his hand, and put on the rubber gloves.

"is it?"

This is the so-called person who has a complete soul just like himself?

What can I do...to make them stop lying?

What kind of method can let people reveal the most original emotions?

Is it flowers, is it sunshine, is it a beautiful gift, or is it a huge surprise?

On a cloudy, starless night, Shang Fan sat beside someone's pillow, staring at his sleeping face and meditating.

Sitting withered in the middle of the night, until the person suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, and the moment his eyes met, his pupils constricted suddenly, and he retreated back trembling slightly.

Yes, that's right...that's it.

Shang Fan stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the young man's jugular artery. The frantic beating under his fingertips pleased the insomniac very well.

Seeing his unthinking and unpretentious appearance, a light and cold smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Shang Fan's mouth.

Turns out that was the answer.

Only fear, pain, the most primitive instincts... are the most real.

Ugly as it is, it's so sweet that you can't let go.

so good.

This is the weight of the soul.

RPG...

Of course, the person who can't continue acting first will lose.

"Be good and don't disappoint me too much, okay?"

[Blackening value: 70]

The dull, false, and uninspiring life finally has something worth paying attention to.

Shang Fan walked home slowly according to the usual pace, and when he reached the door, he took out a bunch of keys.

Numbers from 1 to [-] are pasted on the keys for him to distinguish.

Then start from the top door lock, one, two, three... Open one by one.

He is very patient and tireless. Unlocking these locks when he returns home is like a series of rituals, which can adjust his emotions well.

In the room, there was the actor who also followed him to open the lock, and used the time of the nine locks to quickly adjust himself and enter the state.

The manacles on the actor's feet are heavy, but they don't affect his beauty.

After all, under such golden fingers, even a dying person can burst out with fascinating sexual charm.

While pretending to be unwilling, at the same time using the most advanced means to lure the other party to make a move.

Interesting.

The actor didn't say a word, but his eyes fell on Shang Fan's hand, which was holding a bag of vegetables.

Shang Fan put the ingredients he bought by the way in the entrance, changed his coat and shoes, put on plastic shoe covers, and walked in.

"How is it today?" Shang Fan didn't look at the young man, but looked out of the window, where there were flowers and plants on the balcony, and a little white rabbit, "Is it doing well today? Did it make you angry again? make trouble?"

The young man seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then shook his head.

"No, no, it's very good today..."

"If it's too troublesome, don't raise it."

"No, no, no trouble!"

"Is that so..."

Shang Fan was a little disappointed, but he didn't say much. Instead, he turned around and sorted out the bags of ingredients, and put them on the table in the open kitchen.

"Then I'll go out again."

"Do you still... want to go out?"

"Yeah. There's a lack of meat, so I can't make any dishes, so I'm going to buy it again." Shang Yan quickly changed his shoes, put on his coat, picked up the key, and smiled lightly, "Just now I thought there was meat at home, I didn't buy it."

With a click, the door closed again, and the young man was left alone in the room again. In the empty and silent room, only the sound of locking came from the entrance.

He became short of breath, barely moved his feet, walked towards the kitchen, looked at the vegetables, seasonings, and the kitchen knives on the chopping board...

What kind of meat?What kind of meat should there be at home today?

He widened his eyes in disbelief, and looked back at the pet rabbit on the balcony.

Because it got into trouble?

Because it is not good?

[Blackening value: 90]

Under the dim light, Shang Fan held his chin and asked slowly.

"So...you choose the way to apologize and express your sincerity."

The young man lowered his head with a nervous expression, "I..."

"I won't make it difficult for you." Shang Fan continued, looking very reasonable, "What do you think will calm me down, so just do it, I will be good, good, cooperate, cooperate."

"I see……"

The young man held back his fear, put those shackles on himself again, then knelt down and bowed his head, "Please...forgive me..."

One second before the kiss was about to land on the upper of the leather shoes, Shang Fan withdrew his foot and turned to leave.

Too fake... not enough.

The regret from the performance, the fear and panic from the performance are all too boring.

Shang Fan didn't even leave a single camera behind, and it took him ten days to leave.

On the tenth day, he suddenly made a new discovery.

If you want to observe a person's truest reaction... It seems that you don't have to communicate face to face.

It looks good from a distance, too.

"No, no, I'm not him!" The young man was driven crazy by the isolated life, crying and begging for mercy, "I lied to you, it's my fault, I shouldn't pretend that you like Please let me go, let me go! Please..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? You're obviously him, and you didn't lie to me," Shang Wen smiled, lowered his head and pressed his shoulders, and pushed him away, "Also, I didn't stop you from leaving... didn't I?" ? Any corner of the world, as long as you want, you can go anytime."

"Do not……"

Shang Fan knelt down beside him, his voice was so low that only the two of them could hear, "You are free... as free as I am. Don't cry."

"sorry Sorry sorry……"

"People who are really desperate can't cry." Seeing him completely giving up everything, Shang Fan suddenly stopped leaving, squatting beside him, with infinite patience, "Or, after a long time, it won't Cried. Just couldn't sleep, started hating myself and everything around me...and then went crazy, some people like to go quiet and crazy, some people are very loud."

"..."

"Which one are you? Can you show me?"

[Blackening value: 100]

Die in front of another soul, leave.

Shang Fan stretched out his hand and absorbed all the energy that could be stripped and left behind.

Everything around became dark and quiet.

It's about to end again...

Whenever such a moment comes, Shang Fan feels that what is dead and restarted is not the world, but his own life.

He could still see it clearly, but all the pictures gradually faded away, losing light and shade, losing color, and losing outline.

He could still hear it clearly, but all sounds fell silent, even if it was the air flowing and the wind blowing through the leaves.

He was clearly still able to move and touch, but everything seemed to disappear, turning into flying ash the moment he touched it.

Then he opened his eyes again.

What a pretend game... so what if you win?

From the start, it wasn't fair.

Others have the opportunity to exit, leave, and have the opportunity to choose, but he...

His only chance to end everything is to destroy the whole world together.

Everything is going back to square one.

Well, at least until then... to pass the time.

This time, what kind of person is it?

【Ding! 】

A familiar voice rang out.

Shang Fan opened his eyes and looked around. It was not the familiar bedroom, nor the company, but the living room. He fell asleep in a recliner.

The microwave oven was turned on, and the smell of hot bread came out. A figure against the light walked over with slippers flicking, and took out snacks with gloves on. Then he turned his head, put down the snacks, and rushed towards him at a trot.

"Oops!" Youyou arched into his arms, gulping two mouthfuls excitedly, "Uncle! You're finally awake! Get up and let's eat delicious food together!"

"..." Shang Fan stared blankly at You You for two seconds, his muddy eyes gradually became clear, and he returned with a warm expression.

"Okay. What to eat?"

"I made it myself! Butter pesto bread! Drink Ceylon black tea? I like strawberry flavored one. Do you smell it? Isn't it sweet?" Seeing Shang Fan woke up, Youyou's mouth twitched He blew non-stop, put the freshly brewed tea under his nose and smelled it.

"Hmm...it's very sweet." Shang Fan wanted to frown, worried about the taste of black tea.

"Hey," Youyou proudly raised his chest, "but it only smells sweet! It's not sweet at all after drinking it! It's amazing~"

"It's amazing." Shang Fan couldn't bear it anymore, hugged the amazing Youyou, and kissed him on his lap, "It's amazing."

"Um... Uncle? Why are you at odds... Ah!" Youyou began to struggle, "Big villain! I haven't eaten yet... Did you have a dream just now!! Stop letting go of my fat times ..."

"Don't let go." Shang Fan hugged the person in his arms tightly, unreasonably took off the fat times, and held Youyou's hand, let him support him on the dining table, and sat with his back to him, "You eat yours , I eat mine."

"???" Youyou was shocked, "What?! Uncle... woo..."

You peeked at my little book again, right? ! ?

[Blackening value: 0]