Die with the boss [Quick Transmigration]

Luo Cheng was sweating all over, and the high fever finally subsided.Martha boiled a bucket of water and gave it to Si Chen to wipe Luo Cheng's body.

Si Chen was puzzled: "Why do you need to wipe your body?"

"Don't you know?" Martha noticed that the handsome and unique gentleman in front of her had no life experience at all. She smiled and patiently explained in simple English, "The sweat is still stuffy in the clothes after it cools down. It will make the body catch cold again and aggravate the condition, so you should quickly dry your body and put on clean clothes—ah, wait a moment, I will go get Lin a suit of clothes."

The room was warmed by the boiler, Si Chen dug Luo Cheng out of the quilt and stripped off his clothes.His body was covered in sweat, his hair was all wet, but his lips were so dry that even in his sleep, his brows were slightly furrowed.

Si Chen held the towel, frowning, unable to do anything.

There was the sound of the girl's brisk footsteps outside the house, Si Chen grabbed the quilt and covered Luo Cheng tightly.

Martha put a stack of laundry beside the bed and asked, "Sir, do you need my help?"

Si Chen shook his head: "No, thank you."

"Okay then." Martha looked at it a little worriedly, "I'm right outside, you can call me anytime."

Si Chen lifted the quilt, Luo Cheng was still sleeping unconsciously, his face flushed from boredom in the quilt.

After studying it up and down, Si Chen threw the towel on Luo Cheng's head, rubbed it in a hurry, and rubbed the docile black hair like messy dog ​​fur.

His attack was not serious, Luo Cheng woke up from the rubbing, and opened his eyes in a dizzy state.

Luo Cheng stared at him in bewilderment, his voice was blank and hoarse: "...What are you doing?"

Si Chen held a large towel and said expressionlessly, "Wipe your sweat."

"Ah..." Luo Cheng stretched his limbs lazily, "Then you come."

Si Chen couldn't help grinding his teeth: "You're welcome."

Luo Cheng smiled brightly, and grinned at him with big white teeth: "Thank you."

Si Chen narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Wipe it yourself when you wake up."

He flicked the towel over him, turned and walked out.

Damn, with such a ruthless hand, the flesh will be smoked.

Luo Cheng hissed in pain, picked up a towel and wiped his body casually, and changed into the clothes Martha prepared for him.

He searched in his changed clothes, turned the walkie-talkie out and hid it under the mattress.

Martha thoughtfully put a glass of water on the bedside table, and Luo Cheng drank more than half of the glass to quench his thirst. He stood up limply, opened the door, and saw Si Chen and Martha sitting side by side on the sofa, watching intently television.

Luo Cheng: "..."

As soon as Martha saw him coming out, she immediately jumped up from the sofa, ran over and touched his forehead with her feet, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Great, Lin, your fever is finally gone!"

Luo Cheng smiled at her tenderly: "Thank you, Martha."

Martha's face turned red, and she mumbled, "I... I'll heat up the food, you must be very hungry."

Luo Cheng pressed his stomach, and the fever subsided, and the feeling of hunger became very obvious. He walked to the dining table and sat down, and saw Si Chen also walking over, pulled the chair opposite him and sat down.

Luo Cheng gave him a strange look: "You didn't eat?"

"Eat," Si Chen leaned on the back of the chair with his face crossed, "I'm hungry again, can't I?"

Luo Cheng secretly rolled his eyes, ignoring him.

Martha brought heated food to the table one by one, but Si Chen, a childish ghost, grabbed whatever Luo Cheng wanted to eat.

When he was about to get the bread for the third time, Luo Cheng took a deep breath, crossed his fingers, and smiled calmly: "What are you doing?"

Si Chen took a bite of the bread slowly, showing a nasty and beating smile: "I told you I'm hungry."

Brother Cheng, who has seen so much of the world, how could he not see that his appearance is completely a brat begging for the attention of adults.

Luo Cheng asked himself: Why should I bear him?Why should I put up with him?

Martha, who was watching with a suppressed smile, hurried out to smooth things over: "Lin, shall I make you another noodle alone?"

Just as Luo Cheng wanted to say no need to bother, Si Chen threw away the knife and fork, stood up and said, "I'm full."

Luo Cheng: "..."

This bastard was much cuter when he was a stupid fish.

With a full stomach and warm and numb all over, I just want to lie down on the bed and sleep.

Holding the black tea that Martha made for him, Luo Cheng slowly moved to the living room and sat on the sofa next to Si Chen.

"What do you need?" Luo Cheng took a sip of hot tea and asked him, "I'll find a way to get it for you, and you can leave anytime."

Si Chen's body stiffened invisibly, and his silver-gray eyes flickered unnaturally: "...I don't know."

Luo Cheng turned to face him, looked at his face probing, and asked, "Have you never been to human society?"

Si Chen bit his lip, hesitated for a moment, and nodded.

Luo Cheng became a little curious, and it might be because he was full of wine and food, so he couldn't help but ask, "Then why don't you go back to the sea and go to human society?"

Si Chen's eyes suddenly sank, and he turned his head to stare at Luo Cheng, with a deep dark sea hidden in his eyes.

Luo Cheng's back felt hairy when he saw it, and he laughed dryly: "Is it convenient to say?"

Si Chen hooked the corners of his mouth shortly, snorted from his nasal cavity, and said word by word: "Revenge, revenge."

These two words were as sharp as rolling off the blade, stained with blood and poisoned, Luo Cheng's heart tightened when he heard them.

He licked his lips, and simply poured out all the problems in his stomach at once. After all, after passing this village, this shop is likely to disappear, "Then what's the matter with your tail, uh, legs, can you tell me?"

Si Chen looked completely angry this time, he stood up abruptly, looked down at Luo Cheng, his silver eyes were completely occupied by the dark color, and said grimly, "What does it have to do with you?"

After speaking, he crossed Luocheng, opened the gate and walked out.

The heavy door of Martha's house was closed with a bang, and the snow on the eaves was shaken and fell.

Martha, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, was startled by the news, ran out and asked worriedly, "Lin, what happened? Your friend went out? There are polar bears outside!"

Luo Cheng was also puzzled, his face ached from the strong wind.

Si Chen has already seen all the appearances of Si Chen who can change from person to fish, and his tone just now is not too much. If he doesn't want to answer, then he won't answer. Why did he get so angry?

Think about it again, no, why bother so much?He's here to kill people, not to make friends. Whether Si Chen is a man, a fish, or something else has nothing to do with him!

Wanting to understand this, Luo Cheng shook his head and laughed at his dizzy head, stood up and wanted to go back to the room to continue resting.

Martha was still worried about Si Chen who ran out, and asked worriedly: "Lin, what about your friend?"

Luo Cheng waved his hand: "It's okay, just leave him alone."

He fell asleep again, and when he woke up, Luo Cheng felt energetic and clear-headed, and his illness seemed to have almost healed.

It was seven o'clock in the evening, and the sun was still bright outside, and Martha was preparing dinner in the kitchen, humming.

Si Chen was not at home, but there was rhythmic sound of chopping firewood in the yard.

When he went out, he saw that Si Chen was indeed in the yard, wearing only a single coat, chopping firewood in a leisurely and silent manner.

Luo Cheng leaned against the corridor with his sleeves in his hands, feeling that this scene was particularly unreal.They are dressed in farmer's clothes and face each other calmly in the ice and snow, which is also very fantasy.

"It's pretty strong," he asked with a smile, "Has the wound healed?"

Si Chen paused, subconsciously touched his injured left shoulder, "It doesn't hurt."

Luo Cheng looked at him for a while, and saw that Si Chen frowned uncomfortably and looked up at him, then looked away, nodded and said, "All right, come in for dinner after chopping firewood."

Bully won't be back until tomorrow, and his room has been lent to two guests tonight.Martha removed the bedspread that was stained by Luo Cheng's sweat, and put on new sheets and covers for them.

Seeing the little girl busy back and forth by herself, Luo Cheng was not too embarrassed, but as soon as he wanted to help, Martha's face started to turn red, and Si Chen's face was about to drop.

All right, he's a sick person, so let's just stay in peace and drink tea.

It was past ten o'clock at night, and Luo Cheng, who had not yet adapted to the extreme daylight area, was already yawning, and Si Chen was too sleepy due to the energy consumed by the wound healing. Martha was still in the living room watching TV energetically, and the two of them Had to move back to the room to sleep.

Bully's bed was so spacious that two grown men could lie together without feeling cramped.

After Luo Cheng took the medicine, he rolled onto the bed, and saw Si Chen curled up sideways on the bed, his misty blue long hair spread all over the bed, his posture was very much like a baby in the mother's womb.

This pose is said to represent extreme insecurity.

Looking at his appearance, a blurry shadow seemed to flash out of Luo Cheng's mind, overlapping with the picture in front of him.

Not knowing why his brain was convulsed, he blurted out subconsciously: "Show me the injury on my shoulder."

Si Chen froze and turned to look at him in surprise.

Luo Cheng was also in a daze, and he didn't know why he said that sentence. He was about to mumble it casually, but he saw Si Chen obediently turning over, lying on his back, and unbuttoning his shirt. Shining brightly in the warm light.

Luo Cheng: "..."

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and leaned over, pushed aside the shirt hanging on Si Chen's shoulder, revealing the hideous wound on his left shoulder.

The wound was long and deep, but it was very clean. Si Chen should have picked out the glass scum inside immediately after the injury.Under the cover of the transparent dura mater on the surface, the wound is healing at an exaggerated speed - at least half a day ago, what Luo Cheng saw was still a bloody piece, and now it has grown pink and white tender flesh.

He touched the wound, and Si Chen flinched, but didn't move away.

The body temperature of the mermaid is very low, even in human form, it is much lower than that of normal people, but the skin around the wound is scorching hot.

Even Luo Cheng couldn't help sighing: "It's amazing..."

But Si Chen gave a "cut" with disgust on his face: "I healed faster when I was in the water, the human body is too weak."

Luo Cheng's heart skipped a beat.

Without changing his expression, he covered Si Chen's clothes and buttoned them up for him, "Go to sleep, you have to leave tomorrow morning."

Si Chen's expression turned cold, he clapped Cai Luocheng's hand, turned around and curled up back to the original position, and stopped talking.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, Si Chen suddenly woke up from his sleep, the point of the knife was pressed against his heart, and the skin on his heart was painful and itchy.The heavy curtains were drawn across the room, and a pair of familiar eyes gleamed in the gloom above his head.

His heart was cold, as if bitter seawater was pouring back into his heart, and he was in a trance for a while and understood it for a while.

This scene was so familiar that he hated it.

Stretching out his hand to hold the cold edge of the dagger, he held on tightly, regardless of the skin being punctured, and the cool blood flowed down the palm of his hand.

"Sure enough, no matter how many years have passed, you still want to kill me," he laughed sadly, "isn't it, Lin Zhe?"