I cried after fighting with the villain [Quick Transmigration]

"Brother Ding, you are here today..."

"Ask the old man for help." Li Yu didn't explain anything, just said, "Can you come to Sheng's house with me now?"

"It's convenient, of course it's convenient." The old monk shook his clothes, "Let's go."

Xiao Daotong closed the door, turned around and saw his master walking with his eldest brother surnamed Ding, "Master, are you going out?"

"Well, I..." In the middle of speaking, the old temple master looked at Li Yu uncertainly, "How long shall we go?"

Xiaodao was young, not tall, with short arms and legs, so it was unsafe for him to climb the stove to cook and eat by himself.

Li Yu picked up the child, "Take him along."

No matter how strong the old Guanzhu's body is, he is still an old man, and he can't hold a child weighing more than 40 kilograms in his arms. Now that Xiaodao Tongren is suddenly hugged by someone, he is a little at a loss, with his hands hanging in the air hesitantly. In the middle of the sky, I dare not hug the young man.

Li Yu was afraid that he would fall, so he patted the child on the back lightly, "Hold him tight."

Xiao Daotong blushed and put his arms around carefully, making sure that the young man didn't feel disgusted, he buried his face on the opponent's shoulder again, and raised his small mouth.

The child in his arms was small and soft, and there was warmth in his arms. Li Yu's anxious heart was a little soothed. On the way back, he calmly explained Sheng Yiming's situation to the old temple master.

The old Guanzhu was speechless all the way, until he arrived at the Sheng family's old house, he said, "Brother Ding, life and death are fate, how can I beat the sky with my skills."

The car passed through the big European-style carved iron gate, and Li Yu said, "I know, you can tell the truth when the time comes, if possible, I hope you can enlighten the old man."

People of the same age are easy to communicate with. In the same words, no matter what he said, it was just a mild comfort to Mr. Sheng, and it would not have much effect.

The old Guanzhu understood his thoughts, "Don't worry, I know what to do."

The car was parked outside the gate, and Mr. Sheng was not in a wheelchair, but standing at the gate with a cane to greet him personally.

In less than a month, the supposedly hale and hearty old man aged more than ten years, and his gray hair was completely white.

The old viewer nodded after entering the door, and followed Li Yu directly to the third floor.

In the room at the end of the third floor, Sheng Yiming was leaning against the desk, writing something with his head down.

The first time the door was pushed open, he quickly put away the notebook, and the next second, the young man who followed the old master came in.

Seeing the face of the big gold master, the old temple master frowned, very surprised, "How could this happen?!"

The yang energy and anger in the man are pitifully thin, and he is completely a dying person.

With a flick of his fingertips, Sheng Yiming stuffed the notebook into the drawer at hand, stood up and said, "You're here."

The old temple master stepped forward and grabbed the man's wrist to feel his pulse. The pulse seemed to be absent, and the inside of his body seemed to be hollowed out.

"What did you bump into?" the old temple master asked anxiously.

"I haven't encountered anything bad." Sheng Yiming said.

The old temple master thinks about it, this kid has a strong yang energy, what kind of ghost would be so obsessed with flying moths into the flames, but after careful consideration, he feels that something is wrong. The current situation of this kid is not like being killed overnight by a ghost. What a suck!

At this time, the old man of the Sheng family walked in, "Master, what happened to my grandson?"

The old watchman shook his head, did not answer, but lowered his voice and asked Sheng Yiming, "Then what kind of emergency are you suffering from?"

Sheng Yiming, "That's right."

He withdrew his hand, implying, "This is how life should be."

The old temple master understood that little brother Ding once came to him suddenly and asked him what the fate of the original Sheng Yiming should be.

He didn't think much about it at the time, but now he realizes that the young man's question was not for curiosity, but for his lover.

The old temple master narrowed his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little sad in his heart. He has always kept saying that he regards Mr. Sheng as a golden thigh, but in fact, he regards him as a friend more often.

Now that the other party is dying, he can't accept it for a while.

Seeing that the old temple master's face was wrong, old master Sheng's face turned gray, his hand holding the cane kept trembling, and his figure swayed.

Fortunately, his confidant helped him from behind and comforted him in a low voice, "Old Sheng, take care of yourself."

The arrival of the old temple master put an end to old man Sheng's hopes. According to Li Yu's instructions, he followed the old man to the study, and he had to persuade this old man well.

The two of them didn't know what to say in the study room, and when they came out again, Old Master Sheng's expression became much better, and he was no longer full of sorrow, as if he was really relieved of the imminent death of his relatives.

Unknowingly, late autumn is far away, and cold winter is coming.

This year's winter has been extremely cold, and the icy wind can always find air raids to sneak in. Turning on the heating and fireplace is not very effective.

Li Yu took a woolen sweater for the man, put it on for him, sat on the carpet on the spot, and put his head on the other's lap.

Tilting his head, the young man looked up at the man's face from bottom to top. He was pale, not haggard, not much different from before, but in terms of work and rest, he slept longer and longer, and he was occasionally a little confused.

Sheng Yiming's warm palm approached, covering the young man's focused eyes, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at you." Li Yu stood up with both hands on the armrest of the recliner, and knelt down on one knee, "Yesterday the special assistant came to me and asked me to sign something."

Sheng Yiming opened his eyelids, "What is it?"

"What poll?" Li Yu recalled the special assistant's expression at that time, eager and guilty, but judging from the content of the document, it was indeed just a simple questionnaire.

Different from other questionnaires, this questionnaire requires not only a signature, but also a fingerprint.

Li Yu told the man about the matter, Sheng Yiming laughed at him, "Afraid he will sell you?"

"He didn't dare." Li Yuxin said, he still relied on me for promotion, and he wouldn't dare even if he had the guts.

In the afternoon, there was a sudden noise in the house, and many cars came to the yard.

After Sheng Yiming took over, the group expanded rapidly. These people all heard that Mr. Sheng, who had just taken office for a few years, had collapsed.

Old Master Sheng was sitting in the large living room on the first floor to receive guests, looking majestically at the people on both sides of the sofa.

They are all people in the shopping mall. You are careful to test every word you say, but because of the large amount of shares in the old man's hand, you dare not expose your face too much.

"Yi Ming has been busy with work these years and has no time to take a good rest. I let people let out the rumors about his illness. The purpose is to let him have a good rest for a while, and secondly, to see what is going on inside the group. It’s not really disturbing.”

The meaning of this remark was too obvious, and everyone present laughed and said that the old man was a good planner, and Mr. Sheng was really too tired to go all these years.

The ghost fetus died in the womb, and most of the people present were unwilling. One of them was not afraid of death, and asked openly, "Since Xiao Sheng is always fine, why don't you see others?"

As soon as the words fell, a sneer came from the direction of the spiral staircase, "I didn't expect Qian Dong to care about me so much, it's really annoying this junior."

The director surnamed Qian stood up, and looked at the man standing on the landing with gloomy eyes. He was tall and tall, and in good spirits, but his skin was sickly. It was precisely because of this that he looked depressed. , very hard to mess with.

Qian Dong felt guilty, "Hehe, Mr. Sheng really knows how to joke."

Seeing that the person was intact, and there was Xianxin and her boyfriend hugging each other so affectionately, everyone believed the old man's words and left after staying for a few minutes.

The company's affairs did not come to an end. The next day, Mr. Sheng went out to Shengshi alone, and suddenly called the shareholders to hold a shareholders' meeting.

Everyone was in an uproar, thinking that something big was about to happen.

It's not a small matter. It's the change of shares in the old man's hands. He announced on the spot that he would transfer all of his 20.00% seven shares to his own grandson. From then on, he would no longer interfere in any affairs of the company .

After Li Yu knew about it, he was puzzled. The old man knew Sheng Yiming's physical condition very well. Why did he transfer the shares now?

1551, "Don't ask me, I don't understand either."

The corner of Li Yu's mouth twitched, "You are getting more and more idle now. Apart from creating your own plug-ins to play games, you just sneak into the Internet and people can't find them everywhere."

"I'm bored." Except for scanning the body of the task target and recording the physical condition every morning, the system panicked the rest of the time.

Not long after Li Yu accompanied the man back to the room, he fell asleep.

He propped his chin with one hand, tapped his finger on the tip of Sheng Yiming's nose, and asked the system in a low voice, "1551, what will you do when you go back?"

1551 said, "Destroy."

"What?!" Li Yu almost jumped up, "Why?"

"I can't tell." 1551 said, "You don't have to worry, I'm just a program, I don't feel pain, I don't feel pain."

Li Yu was very sad, "Is there no other way?"

"I don't know." 1551's voice was flat, as if he really didn't care, "Probably not."

It is reasonable to say that the auxiliary system will only be erased from the memory of working with the previous host, and there is no reason to destroy it as a whole.

"1551, who told you that you will be destroyed."

"Programmer, from the day I was created."

"Is it because of me?" Li Yu asked.

Since he is not an ordinary task worker, 1551 will naturally be different from other auxiliary systems.

But after the system finished talking about what it said before, it refused to say anything, and told its host with an attitude that this question was taboo.

From another point of view, this can be regarded as a default.

Li Yu gritted his teeth and thought viciously, since the system was destroyed because of him, if he speaks, can 1551 be kept?

Whether it's Central City or Mission World, 1551 is his first friend.

It's like a treasure box picked up from the foggy forest. When the box is opened, the first gem inside is friendship, bright and precious. Although there are occasional small emotions and quarrels, you always keep it in your heart.

Li Yu decided to intercede with his backer after returning home, even if 1551 could not stay in the administration, he could go home with him and become an AI steward.

Sheng Yiming sleeps for a long time, from the sun down to the next morning.

In the middle of the night, Li Yu was suddenly awakened.

The people around him were trembling, under the light of the night light, the man's forehead was covered with cold sweat, his brows were furrowed in pain, his teeth were clenched, and he silently struggled with the pain in his body.

Li Yu woke up all of a sudden, threw off the quilt and ran out of bed, knelt on the ground and opened the drawer of the bedside table.

Some of the medicine bottles in the drawer were empty and forgot to throw away, and some were only half-filled, shaking and rattling.

He poured out two and fed them into the man's mouth, which was quickly pushed out by his tongue.

Li Yu turned around in a hurry, and with an idea, he took two pills into his mouth, raised his head and drank half a sip of water, helped the man up, lowered his head and pressed his lips against it.

The pill was transferred into the other mouth along with the water, and the young man touched the man's Adam's apple with his fingers.

After making sure that his Adam's apple had moved, he moved his head back.

Sheng Yiming has been immersed in a dream, and even pain can't wake him up.

Those dreams were very similar to the previous ones, they were all about Li Yu's growth process.

He is obviously a serious person, but the man can always find some cute things about Li Yu.

Outside of his dream, Li Harpoon poked his waist and licked his lips bitterly.

She went to the bathroom to rinse her mouth, returned to the bed, slipped back into the man's arms, and put her ears on the man's thin chest.

Listening to the steady heartbeat inside, sleepiness slowly came up, Li Yu pinched his thigh unceremoniously, and woke up.

The man surrounded by his arms was still in pain, and his body temperature was low.

Li Yu patted the man's back as if coaxing a child to sleep, and said softly, "It doesn't hurt anymore, it won't hurt after a while, I'll be with you."

In the early morning light, the person in his arms quieted down, Li Yu let his eyelids close, and fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a noise in the corridor.

The first time Li Yu woke up, as usual, he went to check on the condition of his husband next to him. Seeing that the man's condition had returned to normal, he yawned and got up to wash up in the bathroom.

Downstairs, Mr. Sheng was sitting at the table reading the newspaper as usual. He turned a page and squinted at the young man, "How was he last night?"

"The pain broke out in the middle of the night, and I fed him medicine, and the pain stopped and fell asleep soon after dawn."

"You've worked hard." The old man's eyes fell on the young man's finger, where there was a simple plain ring.

He turned his gaze, and suddenly asked, "Yi Ming's body has been fairly stable for the past two days, do you want to go out for a walk? If you stay in the room for a long time, you will die."

Li Yu took a sip of milk, "I'll ask him."

It was almost noon when Sheng Yiming came down from upstairs.

He looks very good today, full of energy, he opened the stool with his slender fingers, and sat next to the young man.

Li Yu was halfway through breakfast, so she quickly put down her spoon and got up to serve her husband porridge.

Grandpa Sheng glanced at his grandson, surprised at his state today, "I just told Ding Lian to let you find a place with a good view to relax, what do you think?"

"It's time to take him out for a walk." Sheng Yiming took the bowl, and touched the dull hair on the top of the young man's head that could not be suppressed with water, "I've been bored for the past few months."

The gentleness in the man's eyes made Li Yu feel like he was being carefully cared for. He whispered, "No."

The dinner table was very quiet, no one spoke, only the crisp sound of spoons and porcelain bowls colliding.

Old Master Sheng was old and had a big appetite. After drinking two bowls of porridge and eating two meat buns, he wiped his mouth satisfied and broke everyone's silence.

Said to grandson, "After dinner, I will go to the study."

Li Yu blinked curiously, and leaned towards Sheng Yiming, "What's the matter?"

Sheng Yiming hooked his lips, "Good thing."