What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

Lu Jinan saw a dazzling white light and immediately raised his arms to block his sight. He vaguely saw the front of the car rushing towards the railing and heard a woman's scream next to his ears.

"Ono!"

"Jump out of the car!"

His heart was beating fast. Lu Jinan saw the frightened little boy sitting in the back seat and rushed towards him without thinking.

The whistling wind brushed past their faces, and the two of them rolled to the ground. The muddy dirt road hurt their skin. Lu Jinan lowered his head to look at the person in his arms. It seemed as if his breathing had stopped, and his eyes were dull.

Lu Jinan hugged him tightly and soothed him gently, "Don't be afraid, Xiaoye."

The two men fell to the ground on the dusty road.

Lu Kuangye raised his head, and what he saw were the crowd coming out of the car and the dazzling flash lights. In the blink of an eye, they replaced with the nervous faces in front of him.

There was some dust on his cheek, and Lu Kuangye wiped it off bit by bit with his sleeve, constantly tightening his grip around him, and then buried his head in the warm chest.

"You're here."

He curled the corner of his mouth, his eyes still blank as he snuggled in the man's arms.

Lu Jinan hugged him tightly, and before Lu Kuangye could react, his body was suspended in the air and he found himself being picked up by someone.

A trace of astonishment flashed in Lu Kuangye's eyes, and he stared blankly at the embarrassed but gentle man in front of him. He put him on the ground, reached out and held his hand in his palm.

The corners of his eyes were slightly red and moist, but he still forced a smile, "Don't be afraid, I'll go down with you to find your parents."

The palms of his hands were cold. Lu Jinan didn't know whether he woke up from such a nightmare every night when no one cared, and then fell asleep again.

Finally, get used to it.

Lu Kuangye looked down at his clenched hand. His broad palm felt as warm as a hot water bottle filled with hot water in winter.

This time the dream seemed a bit long. Lu Kuangye looked up at the broad figure in front of him holding his hand, but it seemed... the wind was not as cold as before.

At the bottom of the mountain, they saw the disaster scene cordoned off by the police. The car was completely destroyed, and the people inside were covered in blood when they were carried out. Even their faces could not be recognized.

Because of the huge impact force, the gasoline burned due to the explosion, and it was fortunate that the people were not burned out.

"Mom had already warned Dad not to speed. Don't be impatient."

Lu Jinan put one hand in front of Lu Kuangye's eyes. Lu Kuangye covered the back of his hand and smiled at him, "It's okay. We always have to look forward."

"You told me this." He glanced sideways, frowned, and smiled faintly.

Lu Jinan felt something pressing in his throat, and it was sore. In the end, he just hummed and hugged the person tightly in his arms.

The wind was howling very fast, and when it blew across Lu Jinan's cheek, the person in his arms disappeared.

He looked at the boyish Lu Kuangye in front of him, holding a cigarette in his mouth and stepping on the back of a boy in school uniform at the end of the alley.

His red hair fluttered in the cold wind, his face and ears were covered with nails, and even his neck was tattooed with a string of characters.

He smiled maliciously and hooked the boy kneeling on the ground with the back of his foot. The boy looked at him indifferently and let him bully him. Lu Jinan was behind Lu Kuangye and he could see the emotions in the boy's eyes clearly.

That is an unspeakable sense of death.

When he stepped forward to stop him, he saw Wu Jincheng roll over and pull Lu Kuangye's ankle. Lu Kuangye didn't react and fell to the ground howling, and then he was hit by a fist again.

The young man who had just been covered in dust stood up, brushed off the dust on his body, and looked down at the person on the ground. "I'm a person who wants to die. You'd better not mess with me."

Lu Kuangye supported himself on the ground with his hands, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and jumped up from the ground with a smile. He hooked his fingers under Wu Jincheng's chin and scratched it. The brow bone nail at the peak of his right eyebrow was lifted up with his movement.

He smiled playfully, "You still want to die? Why don't you fight back against those people who burned you with cigarette butts a few days ago?"

Lu Kuangye rubbed the wound at the corner of his mouth, "I thought you were a dead wood, but now you know how to hit people." He pointed to the right side of his face that was not hit, and playfully grabbed his fist and hit his face, "I haven't hit this side yet, do you want to hit this side too?"

Wu Jincheng ignored him, shook off his hand, walked to the side, bent down to pick up the schoolbag that had fallen on the ground, put it on one shoulder, turned his back and walked into the small path where only one street lamp was reflected.

Lu Kuangye scratched the back of his head and curled his lips, "Hey!"

Wu Jincheng didn't look back.

"I say, since you're not afraid of death anyway, why don't you just let yourself be beaten like a coward? It's just too miserable to watch."

Wu Jincheng turned the corner of the alley without stopping his steps.

Lu Kuangye clicked his tongue, picked up his schoolbag from the ground, and turned around to see a tall figure.

He stared at his face and thought for a moment, "Something wrong?"

Lu Jinan raised his eyebrows, knowing that this was the memory of Lu Kuangyeyuan's world. He didn't say much, but just reached out, pulled the person's hand over and wiped it carefully with a wet tissue.

Lu Kuangye didn't understand what was meant and frowned irritably. When he tried to shake off the hand, he was suddenly held tightly by the person.

He couldn't pull it away or shake it off, the warmth of his palm was overbearingly occupied by his scorching palm, "What are you doing here?"

"Are you hungry? Let me take you to eat."

Lu Jinan smiled and walked along one street after another holding the person's hand, just like that night.

The street lights were dim, the night was long and quiet, and a few wild cats would always run out from the side of the path, surrounding the two people's feet and meowing.

After finishing their meal, the two of them strolled around in the night. To be honest, it had been a long time since they had such a quiet walk.

"I'm going back to the dorm."

Lu Jinan stopped and looked at him with a raised eyebrow, "Don't be ridiculous, you ran away for a whole night and I haven't seen you come back."

Lu Kuangye raised his eyelids and said speechlessly, "Then how long are you going to drag me around?"

Hearing this, Lu Jinan felt a little embarrassed, "I thought you were a little full from eating just now. Besides, you used to take me out for a whole night, so I thought you..." His voice became smaller and smaller, and Lu Kuangye didn't listen carefully to what he said.

"Okay, that's all. You can go back to where you came from."

He stood aside, looking at him wearily, an unlit cigarette dangling from his fingers.

Lu Jinan raised his hand, habitually took the cigarette from his hand and put it in his pocket. His fingertips touched the bruise at the corner of his mouth and pressed it slightly.

"Smoking is bad for your health. Don't act like a bad kid."

Seeing the slight movement of his brow bone, which was blocked by his hair, Lu Jinan smiled and rubbed the soft flesh below with his fingertips, "And I want to persuade people not to put their faces up, it makes them look frivolous."

Lu Kuangye frowned, retreated from the distance between him and him, turned around and stepped on the stone he had piled up long ago, pulled his body with his hands and jumped onto the tree. The boy stepped on the low railing, and a faint red appeared on his earlobes.

He muttered, "None of your business."

Lu Jinan stood at the foot of the wall, looked up at the person standing crookedly on the wall, and smiled softly, "Don't fall, be careful."

Lu Kuangye held onto the railing and hesitated to turn over, with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking. Seeing him stop there, Lu Jinan seemed to have guessed what the child was thinking.

If this wasn't over yet, he smiled and looked at the people on the wall, "I'll meet you at the main gate tomorrow and take you to dinner."

"Let me take you home too, okay?"

Lu Kuangye responded and landed in the air, his figure leaping down. The meowing sound at his feet arrived as expected. He reached down with his arm, flicked his fingertips towards the cat's face, glanced at the wall, and left with the cat in his arms.

Who asked you to wait?

In the blink of an eye, Lu Jinan arrived at another scene. The surroundings were very empty and looking down, the view was endless.

The iron gate next to them was ripped open with a bang, and Lu Kuangye dragged Wu Jincheng up and grabbed his collar fiercely.

"How the hell did you get hurt like this again? Can't you fight back?"

Wu Jincheng pulled his hand away and threw him aside. "What qualifications do you have to teach me? Aren't you the same as those people?"

Lu Kuangye laughed in anger, and soon the two of them started to wrestle with each other.

"Yeah, I'm the same as them, so why don't you call the police and have us all arrested!"

Wu Jincheng was punched in the stomach and was now trembling as he pulled his hair towards his arms. Lu Kuangye struggled and actually threw the knife out of his pocket.

There were blood spots on the blade.

Lu Kuangye opened his eyes wide, his pupils trembling, "You, killed someone..."

Wu Jincheng's eyes were red, and he was smiling crazily at the person who fell to the ground.

He knelt on the ground, holding his stomach, and picked up the knife. "Didn't you tell me to fight back? I fought back."

"Are you crazy?! You should call the police! It's not just their fault if you do this!"

Wu Jincheng held the knife handle and yelled hysterically at Lu Kuangye, "Not enough! Calling the police is not enough..."

He lowered his head, his hair blown by the wind covering most of his face, tears trickled down his eyes. Lu Kuangye didn't know what was going on, he supported himself on the ground with his hands, propped himself up on his knees, and slowly moved to Wu Jincheng's side.

Trying to snatch the knife from the person's hand.

Wu Jincheng raised his head suddenly, holding the knife tightly in his hand. Lu Kuangye was frightened by his ferocious eyes for a moment, but he still held the back of his hand and said, "I won't call the police, just give me the knife."

His shaggy hair half-covered his eyebrows, obscuring the expression in his eyes, "Lu Kuangye..."

"Come die with me."

Before Lu Kuangye could dodge backward, he saw the hand with the dagger in front of him, and the blood fell to the ground like flower stamens and turned into flowers.

Lu Jinan used so much force that he could hear the sound of the blade sinking into the flesh. Wu Jincheng looked at him in confusion, and took this opportunity to pull out the knife.

Pulled it out.

"Lu Kuangye, hold him down!"

Lu Jinan grabbed his trembling arms. His back was already wet from the pain, and beads of sweat as big as beans appeared on his forehead due to the pain.

Lu Kuangye swallowed several times and grabbed Wu Jincheng's wrist with his backhand. He looked at Lu Jinan, somewhat at a loss. Lu Jinan didn't have time to shut out the pain and hit Wu Jincheng unconscious with his backhand.

Lu Kuangye hugged the limp body and looked at the person leaning on him in confusion.

Lu Jinan put his arm around his neck, rested his chin on his forehead, and said softly, "Take good care of him and don't let him commit suicide. Also, take good care of yourself and don't get hurt."

Lu Kuangye looked at the direction he ran away, and his heart tightened for some reason.

Lu Jinan was constantly observing the changes in the surrounding environment. Later, the pain really affected his judgment, so he quickly opened the system panel and unlocked the pain lock.

The pain disappeared and Lu Jinan felt that his breathing became much smoother.

He put the knife in his hand into his pocket, took a taxi to Wu Jincheng's former residence, and went upstairs along the path he remembered. Seeing that the other house numbers were blurry, Lu Jinan became more certain of the idea in his mind.

Looking at the locked door in front of him, Lu Jinan picked up the knife and chopped it down.

He was sucked in, and the scene changed again, with images of sadomasochism spinning like a kaleidoscope of mirrors.

Lu Jinan couldn't help but curse because of the guess in his heart. He entered each mirror flower fragment again and again and killed every abuser.

He held the knife, looking numbly at his hands stained with blood. He took out a wet tissue to wipe the knife clean, then looked up and saw that almost all the people in the kaleidoscope had disappeared.

With Lu Jinan as the center, various smelly corpses were lying on the ground. Wu Jincheng's face suddenly appeared in every mirror flower, and he smiled with a bright smile that was inappropriate at this time.

"not enough."

Lu Jinan looked at every smiling face, and finally aimed at the person in the center and stabbed the knife into the picture.

The knife pierced through the fragments of the picture and stabbed into Wu Jincheng's heart along with his smiling eyes.

With a bang, the kaleidoscope shattered like exploding flowers, and the machine next to the boy's bed made a long beep.

Wu Jincheng was once again hurriedly pushed into the operating room by medical staff.

The person in the fragments was still laughing fragments, and his bright and clear eyes showed a gentle smile.

"Uncle Lu, thank you for the last time."

The fragments turned into a faint light and soon turned into nothingness. "Please say one last thing for me... to Lu... Kuang Ye."

"Thank you...thank you, and...I'm sorry..."