Cannon fodder partner dressed as a disabled villain

The summer night was clear, and the stars in the sky were bright and high.

The last time I sat here with Yun Yan, he pretended to ask for advice on how to chase someone.

Like that night, Shen Shuheng had someone turn off the lights in the yard as usual, so as not to cover up the faintness of the stars.

The difference is that on that day a few months ago, he was sitting in a wheelchair, while Yun Yan was curled up on a recliner beside him.Everything he imagined at that time became reality a few months later, even more beautiful than he imagined.

It's just that I don't know if such a beauty can last forever like a star.

Yun Yan pulled Shen Shuheng to stand beside the railing of the balcony.

Probably because he had been hugged before, subconsciously, he no longer worried about his husband's load bearing. Yun Yan put one hand on Shen Shuheng's shoulder, leaning lazily, and pointed at the starry sky with the other hand.

"Look, that's where I came from!"

After finishing speaking, as if he suddenly discovered that he had revealed some unspeakable secret, he hurriedly leaned into Shen Shuheng's ear and asked cautiously, "I'm not an 'indigenous', do you know?"

Shen Shuheng frowned, looked at his profile, and said, "I know."

Yun Yan nodded and regained his energy: "Then do you know what my hometown is like?"

Shen Shuheng shook his head.

"Let me tell you," Yun Yan's finger slid across the sky, and after a long time, he couldn't find a suitable point, so he finally gave up, just patted Shen Shuheng on the shoulder, and said reminiscently: "I come from a A distant, beautiful star, seen from space, that planet should be blue and blue..."

A question mark slowly appeared in Shen Shuheng's mind.

"Why is it blue?" Yun Yan clenched his fists, pretending it was a planet, and gestured: "Because more than 70% of its surface is water, the sea, you know? That beautiful blue planet, Guess what it's called?"

Shen Shuheng twitched the corners of his mouth: "...Earth."

"Smart!" Yun Yan clapped his hands and looked at him excitedly: "How do you know?!"

...Because this is the earth.

Shen Shuheng raised his forehead, and only now did he realize how drunk he was - he was so drunk that he thought he was an alien.

Shen Shuheng had no choice but to hold him tighter, pointed to the ground, and asked him: "Then do you know where you are now?"

"In..." Yun Yan was drunk, thought for a while before saying: "In the world in the book."

Shen Shuheng looked at Yun Yan quietly, and saw determination in those eyes.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Sometimes, he would hope that Yun Yan would suddenly tell himself that what he had said was all false.

He hoped that Yun Yan was deceiving himself, that he said that only because he had some strange paranoia.

But hope was just hope, and he couldn't deceive himself.

During this period of time, Yun Yan told him many stories about the "Yun Yan" in that world, the details were so detailed that he could only believe it.

Even after he was drunk, Yun Yan was so sure.

"But, you are not from the book," Yun Yan said suddenly, turned sideways, pinched his chin with his hands, and touched his lips, with watery eyes and deep desire: "You are not with him." Same, you're real people...my people."

...I have been molested by him several times tonight.

...He really was too depressed.

Shen Shuheng sighed inwardly, but suddenly smiled lightly, and bit Yun Yan's fingertips.

Yun Yan was stunned.

The numbness of the fingertips seemed to be transmitted all the way to the tip of the heart, and the drunken eyes were in a trance everywhere, but the smile of the person in front of him seemed to be engraved in his mind.

Yun Yan was used to seeing Shen Shuheng's cold expression, and occasionally saw the gentle smile in his eyes, the corner of his mouth was enough to be cherished.

But Yun Yan had never seen him smile like this, it was a real smile, he seemed to have suddenly learned to relax, and he smiled so beautifully, but...it made people sad.

In that smile, there was a kind of inexplicable loneliness and sadness.

With me by your side, how can you show such... loneliness?

I don't know where all the thoughts came from, and I don't know when they fell. Maybe they existed, maybe they were forgotten... Yun Yan only felt a "buzz" in his mind, and he no longer had the pleasure of looking at the stars.

He suddenly broke out of Shen Shuheng's arms, pulled him to the recliner not far away, pushed his chest hard to press him on the recliner, and straddled him on it.

Holding his neck with both hands, pressing his forehead against his forehead, the tip of his nose touching the tip of his nose, the intimacy makes one's heart itch.

Fingers traced the contours of his face in detail, drawing the color of his eyes deeply into his eyes, Yun Yan kissed Shen Shuheng lightly on the lips like a dragonfly.

Shen Shuheng's heart trembled, and his fingers brushed gently on Yun Yan's back, feeling that he was trembling due to itching and numbness, his shoulders shrank slightly, and he got closer to him.

He was about to kiss deeply, but he felt Yun Yan leave slightly, another light kiss fell, this time, it landed on the eyelashes of his right eye.

"Don't be sad..." Yun Yan suddenly said, his voice hoarse.

Shen Shuheng held his breath.

……sad?

Are you drunk?How did he notice it?

After all, if Yun Yan didn't say anything, even Shen Shuheng wouldn't have noticed, so he was sad.

The uneasiness about Yun Yan's origin has never dissipated, he just tried his best not to show it.

Maybe it was just an oversight.

Another kiss fell on the other eyelid, and Yun Yan pressed against his forehead again, with unprecedented depth in his voice: "...I love you."

He said, love.

Shen Shuheng's closed eyelashes trembled.

He finally couldn't bear it anymore, and almost couldn't wait to kiss Yun Yan's lips.

The soft lips were repeatedly bitten, the air in the chest was almost taken away, a strong aggressive breath enveloped the whole body, subconsciously recognized a kind of excitement as if danger was approaching, and Yun Yan trembled all over.

He was flopping about in Shen Shuheng's arms like a dying fish, and couldn't bear it any longer, so he could only take advantage of the gap when he was let go, softly begging for mercy: "Honey, slow down...!"

The next kiss was even more intense, and the grabbing seemed endless, so that when it stopped, Yun Yan hardly knew what was going on, so he had to lie in Shen Shuheng's arms to breathe.

The originally drowsy mind became even more drowsy, and all kinds of emotions rushed out,

He hugged Shen Shuheng tightly, just wanting to be drunk in his arms for thousands of years.

Yun Yan didn't know why he came, and naturally he didn't know why he would leave.

Speaking of which, no one knows why they were born, when they will die, and where they will go after death.

This is how life is in this world, but his feelings about it are even stronger.

His current situation is more like suffering from a disease that will kill him at any time, which makes people feel uneasy.

"Losing" itself is not terrible.

But the fear of loss lingered in my heart like a ghost, and never left.

Alcohol, at the moment, is the catalyst for this fear.

He seemed to have lost all his strength, and stayed quietly in Shen Shuheng's arms for so long that Shen Shuheng almost thought he had fallen asleep.

The night wind was getting colder, Shen Shuheng was afraid that he would catch a cold if he was drunk, so he finally decided to carry him back to his room to sleep.

But he didn't expect that just as soon as he moved, Yun Yan held him tightly, and suddenly raised his head to look at him, there was water in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Shen Shuheng asked in a low voice, touching the corner of his eyes.

Yun Yan threw himself into his arms again.

After a long time, Shen Shuheng heard a very soft voice, as if blown by the wind.

"In case...one day, I leave."

"...What should you do?"

There was a hoarse cry in that voice.

The voice fell, and the words seemed to be blown away by the wind again, without a trace.

Shen Shuheng looked at the stars in the sky, and hugged his lover in his arms, but felt that the winter wind was blowing, and it was cold to the bone.

Yun Yan didn't realize what he said to himself. After he said it, he seemed to have no worries in his heart, and soon fell asleep.

After sitting for a while, Shen Shuheng finally got up and carried Yun Yan back to the room.

Put him back on the bed, covered him with the quilt, kissed his forehead again, and then left.

When he returned to the door of his room, the wheelchair was still in place. He opened the wheelchair again, sat on it, and entered the bedroom.

The curtains were not drawn, and the moonlight shone into the room, reflecting his empty profile.

He sat alone in the night, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

I don't know how long has passed.

Yun Yan suddenly sat up from his sleep, covered in cold sweat.

He got up in a hurry, ran to the closet, found a glove box, and found the box he had put in it.

Opening the box, it was the inferior and yellowed jade pendant.

He stared at the jade pendant, his chest heaving violently.

He just had a dream.

In the dream, it seemed to be a cloudy and rainy day, and the drizzle covered the sky like a thread. He seemed to be standing on a road, and he couldn't see anything clearly in the surrounding area.

He just felt noisy.

Later, the dream changed, and there was another very clear scene: a pair of hands held the jade pendant, put it on someone's neck, and then stroked it carefully and adjusted its position.

The dream is not scary at all, and even has a strange sense of familiarity.

But what the dream represented terrified him.

...Could this be the memory of the original owner?

If it is the memory of the original owner, why has it never appeared before?

Yun Yan panicked, put the jade pendant back into the box, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

In the past, he was always free and easy, and even when he was about to die in his previous life, he didn't feel too much fear, but now, he finally experienced the taste of nostalgia and persistence.

When he just traveled to this world, he was still thinking that the life he stole was just a good life, and it would be fine to return it back at any time, but now he couldn't do it at all.

Now that he has Shen Shuheng, he can't give up at all.

After waking up, he smelled of alcohol, and after taking a bath, he became much more sober, and finally calmed down from the panic.

After regaining his sanity, he could finally tell himself that such a thing can almost only be left to fate, and cannot be controlled by manpower.

After he calmed down, he also remembered what he did today.

Maybe it's because he wasn't drunk enough, he wasn't broken, he still remembered everything that happened after he was drunk.

After drying his body and hair, Yun Yan sat on the edge of the bed, buried his head in his palms, his heart was full of remorse.

...How could he say those things to Shen Shuheng?

How would he feel now?

The alcohol smell in his body has not completely subsided, Yun Yan looked at the time, it was not yet four o'clock in the morning.

Still feeling dizzy, but now he can't fall asleep no matter what.

Yun Yan put on his pajamas, didn't bother to put on shoes, quietly left the bedroom with bare feet, and walked to the third floor involuntarily, to the balcony where he and Shen Shuheng had seen the stars just at night.

Lying on the railing, he looked at the stars in the distance, trying to calm down the turmoil in his heart.

But when he lowered his head and glanced, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a dim light of fire, but the others were too dark to see clearly.

From a distance, the fire was just a spot of light, and it seemed to move and become brighter on a certain balcony on the second floor.

It's smoke.

Yun Yan frowned, took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his pajamas, and dialed Shen Shuheng's number.

The phone was picked up, and sure enough there were two voices coming from the speakerphone and from the balcony not far away.

"Yanyan," Shen Shuheng's voice was still the kind of gentleness that was unique to him: "What's wrong?"

Yun Yan felt a little sour in his heart, and asked, "Are you smoking?"

The little fire flickered for a moment, and soon went out.

Shen Shuheng also noticed something wrong with the voice, and looked up.

Both of them saw the light of the phone screen in each other's hands.

"Wait for me," Yun Yan said softly, "I'll go down now."

Opening the door of Shen Shuheng's bedroom, he was still on the balcony.

Yun Yan walked over gently and hugged him from behind.

Shen Shuheng stroked the back of his hand and asked him, "Why did you wake up?"

"...I had a nightmare."

Shen Shuheng frowned, turned around and hugged him, stroked his hair, and asked him: "What nightmare?"

Yun Yan was startled for a moment, but did not answer.

"Is it... the incident with Yu Lang before?"

Yun Yan was silent for a moment, then nodded.

He didn't want Shen Shuheng to know what he dreamed about today.

Don't pass on this anxiety to him anymore.

Shen Shuheng gave him a shallow kiss, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, it's all over."

Yun Yan nodded again.

I'm afraid Shen Shuheng was very irritated by his two words tonight, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed up all night... He was still smoking on the balcony.

He didn't know that Shen Shuheng still smoked.

"I'm still sleepy..." Yun Yan yawned, hugged Shen Shuheng a little more distressed, and asked him: "Come sleep with me for a while, okay?"

Shen Shuheng froze for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."