Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

[Host, aren’t you really a retard...]

Jinchen's expression froze.

[There is no modernization in the stories written by Yi Shen. Where do I know where to go? 】

【Oh……】

0731 laughed silently.

It's still quite silly, but I dare not say it.

Hey.

"Yes, you go and put the blanket on."

Even though he already knew that Jinchen had independent thoughts, Yi Shen somehow had the illusion of raising a child.

Weird.

"This world is different from the one I live in, so is the world I live in the world in Shen Shen's fantasy?"

Jinchen sat next to the computer, opened his arms and let him put a blanket on her, looked up at Yi Shen, and spoke in a gentle tone unconsciously.

Yi Shen stopped, thought for a few seconds, looked at Jin Chen's affectionate eyes, and nodded subconsciously.

"The world I want."

"Oh."

Jinchen tightened the blanket and finally hugged Yi Shen's waist, resting his chin on his belly and looking up at him, "Isn't this world a bad place?"

"not good."

Yi Shen lowered his eyes and replied with a low voice, "In the world you live in, no one will refuse to be friends with you because you are weird."

"You have a lot of good friends."

But out of selfish motives, he did not arrange a good family and parents for Jinchen.

Even in a fantasy world, there are no expectations for this.

"Is Shen Shen weird? I didn't notice it."

Jinchen looked at him from head to toe again and praised him, "It's just so good-looking."

"It's not the appearance."

Yi Shen laughed and pushed his head away, strange emotions rising in his heart.

"Forget it, you don't want to know."

Yi Shen walked to the window aside and allowed these thoughts to grow in confusion.

There is a camphor tree outside the study window, which was planted in the community. From this location, you can see its most lush top.

The four seasons are like this, and the changes are obvious.

Now in winter, the camphor trees still have not fallen leaves.

Yi Shen stared at the tree, just like every other moment when he was writing stories.

He lit a cigarette and placed his fingers casually in front of the window. His loose gray sweater almost blended into the rainy mist outside the window, and the shadows cast at the end of his eyes were like thick ink that could not be dissolved.

"Shen Shen is very unhappy."

Jinchen still maintained his sitting posture, but his eyes were locked on Yi Shen, "If you are worried about that matter, maybe I can give you some ideas."

"you?"

Yi Shen looked at Jinchen through the smoke. He was not wearing glasses today, and the smoke was even more blurry. He subconsciously squinted his eyes and asked, "What ideas can you provide."

Jinchen did not answer him immediately.

He quickly walked to the window and pushed Yi Shen to the table. The window was closed, leaving only a gap for ventilation.

"It's going to be cold, don't worry, dear, listen to me and explain to you slowly."

Yi Shen was pushed to sit down by him. The distance between the two was so close that he felt uncomfortable.

Jinchen took the manuscripts scattered on the desk. Perhaps Yi Shen found them when he was flipping through the dates.

His story is written between the lines in dense handwriting.

Jinchen looked at it for a long time, then carefully sorted out all the manuscripts, and raised his eyes to look at Yi Shen.

"In my memory, the birth of my consciousness was not at this time. It should have been earlier. When I first became conscious, you were not here yet."

Facing Yi Shen's confused eyes, Jin Chen explained: "I mean, I'm not in this house yet."

Yi Shen was really confused. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then murmured to himself, "Could it be in that house..."

Earlier, before he came out to live alone. Although that home was not a good one and even left a lingering shadow in his heart, he had to admit that most of his childhood and teenage fantasies were in that even-called home. Not in the attic of the room.

He didn't bring them all out.

Those diaries, texts, letters and faded childhood memories are all gathering dust in the wooden boxes in the attic.

Therefore, the prototype of the story "Poetry on the Winter Sea" may have existed in his diary earlier.

No one can erase it.

"Have you got a clue?" Jin Chen asked when he saw that his tightened brows finally relaxed.

"Yes, I should find an opportunity to visit that house."

The cigarette held by Yi Shen's fingers has burned out, along with the worries in his heart that have gradually faded away.

He raised his eyes and looked at Jin Chen, who seemed to have light in his eyes, and finally smiled, faint but still eye-catching.

At this time, the similarity between the two became even greater. Jinchen tentatively stretched out his hand and stroked the top of Yi Shen's hair very slowly, rubbing it gently under the other's somewhat surprised eyes.

“Rub your head, don’t be sad, God will always bless you.

Yi Shen seemed to hear the fireworks exploding in his heart.

This sentence is obviously a mantra given to Jinchen by himself, so that he can find courage from this sentence when he encounters difficulties on the road to freedom.

But I never thought I would use it to comfort myself.

Yi Shen slowly looked into Jin Chen's eyes, and the smile on his lips deepened, "Thank you."

[The villain's heart rate is detected +5, totaling 15! 】

"You're welcome...Ahju!"

Jinchen silently tightened the blanket, "Damn, it really ruins the atmosphere."

He murmured and grimaced.

"Dear Shen Shen, I think I need to wear new clothes."

Jinchen squeezed closer to Yi Shen, trying to keep warm by rubbing his body. "As my creator, you should be very familiar with my height and dimensions,"

Yi Shen: "..." What are these words?

"Dry the clothes first, and then I'll take you out to buy them tomorrow."

Jinchen: "Can't you just go out like this?"

Yi Shen: “I don’t want to be famous offline yet.”

"Oh……"

Speaking of being famous, Jinchen thought about it.

【0731, come to work. 】

【Come on, come on! Watch me show off my skills! give it to me! 】

All the sunspots will have nowhere to hide!

Jinchen picked up the thermos cup on the table and took a sip.

"This is my cup."

Yi Shen didn't even have time to stop him.

"Well……?"

Jinchen took a sip of hot water and looked over in surprise, "You dislike me."

"Then I'll go and clean you up."

After saying that, he got out of the blanket and prepared to find a place where he could wash the cup.

"Stop, no, I'll get you some hot water."

Yi Shen saw that his abdominal muscles were clearly exposed again, and the black lines on his face were pulled down, "Sit tight."

"Okay."

Watching Yi Shen leave the room, Jinchen blew a handful of his half-dried hair, threw himself on the sofa and rolled around.

[Host, the protagonist has attacked the Yi family. He talked about your affairs and said that you are very similar to the Lord God. 】

Jinchen turned over again, closed his eyes and looked at the space screen.

-

"Uncle Yi, are you sure you really only have two sons, Yi Shen and Yi Xi?"

Yi Zhen: "...What exactly do you want to ask?"

Yi Xi was also confused and didn't understand why Brother Chuan was so strange today.

"Brother Chuan, did you see something?"