Quick Wear: The Beautiful, Strong and Tragic Path of a Swordsman

The number of viewers in the live broadcast room is still 0. It is submerged in the many live broadcast rooms with no viewers. The cover of the live broadcast is a blood-red hourglass that is so ordinary that people have no desire to click on it.

But if someone clicks on it, they will be stunned first, and then call the police in panic.

Because all the people who were reported missing in the news in recent days were in the footage of this live broadcast room.

They were both men and women, handcuffed to iron chairs welded to the ground. Their faces, some frightened and some angry, were captured extremely clearly by cameras placed throughout the room, and in front of them was a huge screen.

A very cute animation was playing on the screen, and this animation, which was only a few minutes long, had been playing on a loop in front of them for the entire day.

Whether they like it or not, this story has been imprinted in their minds and they will probably never forget it in their lifetime.

[No one remembered when they died one by one, because there were too many children like them, so they decided to unify the time and make that day their common death anniversary, which was the day when Guangming Orphanage was abandoned.]

[It is September 18th of another year, and still no one remembers them, no one pays tribute to them. ]

[But they can commemorate themselves. They can never grow up, so they transform into the adults they imagine, put on mature and handsome black suits, and pin their own names on their chests. ]

[Look, 458 went to buy ice cream again. This time he bought three scoops.]

[496 and 348 went to the amusement park hand in hand and rode on a carousel they had never ridden before.]

[519 Another person disappeared. Where did he go? Shh, he went to see the person he liked. ]

[313 Sister is sleeping in the sun. She said she needs to rest.]

[672, 673! Don’t peek at the novel I wrote! That’s my dark history! Don’t read it out!!]

【399...He is obsessed with money.】

[466 is clinging to... again,... is like the sun, I hope... can be healthy and happy forever. ]

......

[We all look like adults, but we are still so childish. People on the street are looking at us like we are idiots again ~ Haha ~]

[But, our time has stopped here, and it has always stopped here, and we can’t grow up. ]

Zhang Shi sat in the corner of the shadow. She was also handcuffed and forced to sit on this chair that seemed cold and hard but was cushioned in many places.

Her usually cheerful and lively face was now covered with tear marks, and the key in her hand became extremely hot.

The expressions of several people were the same as hers. They also clenched their palms tightly and sat stiffly, but no one chose to escape.

I don't know who let out a sob, because a sentence appeared on the screen that made them feel extremely sad no matter how many times they saw it.

......

To be honest, Xu Yan never thought about getting along with Su Shaozhe seriously. All he needed was to use the remaining love Su Shaozhe had for his original body and guide that love into love for himself, so as to complete the task and leave decisively.

But...from the first moment he saw this person, Xu Yan's heart, which had originally only been moved by death, actually palpitated.

He looked down at the man who was sleeping soundly in his arms, his eyes tracing his perfect facial features.

Yes, it was perfect in his eyes, so perfect that it completely met his aesthetic standards, and every detail was just right to make him itch.

He couldn't help but lower his head and give the man a light kiss on his upturned nose. There was a depth in Xu Yan's eyes that he himself hadn't noticed.

Su Shaozhe woke up in a daze, and what he saw was Xu Yan, who looked very strong.

He didn't know when half of his body was held in Xu Yan's arms, with his head resting on his arm and sitting on his thighs, covered with a suit jacket filled with Xu Yan's scent. Besides the aroma of hot pot, his nostrils could smell Xu Yan's elegant body fragrance like bamboo.

"Ayan." He called out hoarsely, the nostalgia in his voice almost overflowing.

He saw Xu Yan's Adam's apple roll, and then a slightly cool and soft touch covered his lips. His pupils suddenly dilated for a moment, and then he obediently closed his eyes and slightly opened his lips, allowing his breath to be completely robbed.

Sobbing sounds gradually rose, and a trace of water slid down, soaking Xu Yan's suit pants.

Realizing that Su Shaozhe was about to suffocate, Xu Yan finally let this overly innocent person go.

A strand of silver thread was broken by the hot and humid breath. The person under him was breathing heavily, his thin lips were slightly parted with a bright red color, the soft tip of his tongue was trembling slightly, his originally majestic and sharp eyes were hazy, and a crystal-like light hung at the corners of his crimson eyes that was about to fall off.

Xu Yan's slightly cool thumb gently wiped away the water stains at the corner of the person's mouth. His mind was in a mess.

From the time he woke up with no memories and became an executor, to now when he became the third executive officer, countless years have passed and he has experienced countless different lives.

This was the first time that I felt such a tingling pain in my heart and an emotion that was about to burst out but seemed to be blocked from my soul by something.

Xu Yan frowned and covered his chest. Su Shaozhe woke up immediately after seeing this and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Is your heart uncomfortable?"

Xu Yan did not answer this question, but obeyed his instinct and held the person in his arms again, his voice hoarse and weak, "Don't move, just let me hold you for a while."

Su Shaozhe raised his hands and hugged Xu Yan back. He immediately felt Xu Yan's abnormally cold body temperature, and his worry grew. However, Xu Yan's current condition was obviously not right, so he didn't dare to speak rashly or break free from his arms.

Besides, he didn't want to.

Su Shaozhe lowered his head and buried his whole face in Xu Yan's neck. The smell of Xu Yan immediately filled his nostrils. The possessiveness suddenly emerged. He couldn't help but left a red mark on this slender and pale neck.

A low laugh was heard, and Su Shaozhe seemed like a bad boy who had been caught. His body stiffened for a moment, and then he felt a slight pain in his neck, and fireworks suddenly exploded in his head.

"Okay, stop seducing me. Let's eat first, and then we'll continue when we get home." Xu Yan's cold voice became low and hoarse, so sexy that it made people's hearts numb as if they were brushed by a brush.

Su Shaozhe jumped up and almost hit his waist against the table.

Xu Yan immediately wrapped his arms around his waist, and didn't let go until he stood firm, his eyes full of blame, "Be careful."

Su Shaozhe could no longer use his hands and feet. He sat down opposite Xu Yan with almost robot-like stiff movements, and blush spread down his neck and across his entire handsome face.

But he wanted to pretend that nothing had happened, and his expression became extremely serious and calm. The strong sense of incongruity made Xu Yan hold his lips and laugh out loud.

"Still laughing! Who can you blame?" Su Shaozhe suddenly stared at Xu Yan like a cat with its fur standing on end.

Xu Yan stopped laughing, but the corners of his mouth still couldn't help curling up, "Hey, this is delicious, have some of this."

Su Shaozhe viciously put the pork toe that Xu Yan had scalded for him into his mouth and bit it hard, as if he was eating Xu Yan's flesh, which made Xu Yan laugh out loud again.