Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Gu Yao truly witnessed just how ruthless the little brat could be after not seeing him for over a month.

She abruptly pushed the out-of-control boy away, her slender white fingers gently pressing against her lips, causing a slight stinging sensation.

"Hi~"

Gu Yao couldn't help but gasp.

The sensation under my fingertips tells me without even thinking that it's swollen.

A hint of surprise flashed in the handsome young man's eyes as he looked at the speck of blood on his fingertip.

The mermaid race's defenses could actually be bitten through?!

Did that bastard get his teeth reforged?

Gu Yao couldn't understand.

Looking up at the boy in front of her, who seemed to be enjoying himself, she saw a smile spread across his innocent face.

Ryan touched his lips with his fingertip, plucked a drop of blood, and proudly displayed it to the young man. His beautiful eyes held a hint of madness, yet he was remarkably clear-headed.

“Mr. Mermaid, I have finally left a mark on you.”

The sound was so pleasant that it couldn't be suppressed.

Gu Yao: "..."

Damn it, my mouth is starting to hurt again.

Is he trying to seduce me?

Right, right?

Gu Yao glanced away and raised his hand to his chest.

The young man, however, was always one to push his luck. He stepped forward and pressed Gu Yao's fingertips to his heart, his eyes filled with unyielding longing and obsessive affection.

"Dear Mermaid, can you hear me?"

Can you hear me? My longing.

Did you hear that? My love.

Did you hear that? My obsession and possessiveness.

A tremor ran through my heart, one after another.

They showed no restraint whatsoever.

The feeling traveled from her fingertips to Gu Yao's heart, and the mermaid's originally calm heart seemed to become chaotic along with the somewhat disordered heartbeat.

My mind is a jumbled mess of thoughts.

Gu Yao didn't look up. The boy's straightforward and passionate love made his heart burn as he felt it through his fingertips.

He was greedy for it.

He was also timid.

I cherish this warmth.

They were too timid to approach.

No matter the world, his love was always straightforward and clear.

And what did he do?

What did he do?

["Sir, why can't you even look at me?"]

Gu Yao was momentarily stunned. The boy's tearful question still echoed in his ears, and those equally beautiful emerald eyes seemed to overlap with Ryan's.

Normally, her bright blue eyes are always full of vitality, but now they are desolate.

The boy's heart was stained with blood, and his bright and flamboyant red clothes were somewhat overshadowed by the eerie red on his heart. The translucent white spirit sword gleamed and stood firmly on the tip of his heart.

Gu Yao is like an observer, yet also like a participant.

He wanted to control his movements, but he was trapped within that heartless and loveless body, his voice cold and indifferent.

"Fox, the Demon King's lifespan is comparable to that of the Heavenly Dao, so why waste your affections on me?"

The white-robed youth expressionlessly drew his spirit sword, crimson blood dripping onto the steps. He turned and walked towards the high seat, not glancing at the dejected boy once more.

The merciless voice echoed throughout the hall, like the sound of judgment.

"Fox, you should also give up this delusional thought. This time, you have overstepped your bounds."

The young man's voice was clear and melodious, but his words were ruthless and oppressive.

It was more like a heavy hammer blow to the boy's heart, shattering his sincere heart into pieces, causing him to stagger.

Her already pale face lost even more color.

The young man lowered his eyelashes, but remained perfectly polite. He flicked his flamboyant sleeves and kowtowed heavily at the foot of the steps, his voice hoarse.

"Well then, thank you for your patronage over the past century. I bow in gratitude and take my leave!"

Looking down from the high hall, the red figure seemed exceptionally small, yet he could clearly see the boy trembling.

A young man whose sincere heart has been crushed to pieces struggles to maintain his shattered self-esteem.

salute.

bow down.

Get up.

Leave.

The movements are done in one go.

Gu Yao, however, clearly saw the subtle details, the staggering steps.

He wanted to step forward and help the boy up, but he was trapped inside this body. His soul was angry, trembling, and clamoring for him to stay, but the man did not turn around.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear the sound of something breaking.

On that divine throne, the intricately carved armrests turned to dust in the young man's tightly clenched palms.

Just like the deep affection that Chen Juan has for her.

The proud young man slumped his shoulders, a rare display of discomposure, his gaze fixed on the direction the boy had gone.

A sigh echoed in the empty hall.

why?

Why not keep him?

Gu Yao seemed trapped in this memory, unable to distinguish who he really was.

If it were him, why would he need to be so restrained? If he wanted something, he would plan ahead and take it by any means necessary.

No one will give something away easily.

So, why did you hurt him?

Gu Yao felt as if he had been split in two, one half clear-headed and rational, the other half insane and stubborn.

Half of his madness was suppressed beneath his sanity, and he questioned why.

The cold-hearted man merely glanced at him without saying a word.

He was hysterical; he wanted to break free of his physical constraints and tell the boy he was willing.

No matter how angry or how turbulent, they were ultimately suppressed beneath the snow-capped mountains that never melt.

The boy's feelings were also suppressed.

fox.

Deeply attached.

The tender whispers of deep affection are buried beneath the year-round snow on the summit of the snow-capped mountain.

……

Her emerald eyes silently watched the person who was trying to escape, and she frowned as she sensed Gu Yao trembling.

Is this... because you're thinking of that person again?

He pulled the man into his arms, holding him tightly against his shoulder. His slender white fingers gently straightened the curled-up fingers, and he pressed his entire palm against his heart, making up for the young man's retreat.

Her fingertips gently stroked her silvery-white satin hair, her voice both gentle and firm, yet her eyes held a hint of ruthlessness.

"My dearest mermaid, no matter what happened before, from now on, will you only love me?"

You can only like me, okay?

The boy's whispers were like the most soothing medicine, calming all the madness and leaving only the tenderness that remained after the burning within had been completely extinguished.

It violently pulled Gu Yao out of his memories.

It broke down the boundaries between reality and illusion.

Gu Yao looked up, her clear eyes like beautiful crystals, reflecting a figure that swayed and trembled.

But it could no longer hold anything else.

Gu Yao was stunned for a moment, her azure eyes filled with a sense of loss, when the boy's comforting kiss landed steadily on her smooth forehead.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Even if I have to be someone else's stand-in first, I still want to earn a place in your heart.

We will wait for the future and then proceed gradually.

The boy gently lowered his long, curly eyelashes, concealing the darkness in his eyes.

Gu Yao leaned on the boy's strong shoulder, still somewhat dazed.

The air was filled with the scent of roses, like a decadent bloom at its peak, carrying a hint of debauchery.

But Gu Yao felt a certain longing for it.

Let me be weak for once.

Just for a moment.

The magic was in disarray. Her fair hand was covered with pale blue scales. Her fingertips gently touched the boy's back and then tightened around him, just as the boy had hugged him.

It was lost and then found.

0529, whose mind had finally cleared, almost rushed out of the system space with Ci Jing in his hand. Seeing Gu Yao, whose emotions had stabilized, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Such a violent tremor.

My lord.

What exactly did you remember?

There wasn't such a big commotion more than a month ago.

Xiao Jiu sighed sadly, and gently relaxed her clenched hands.

Adults' memories are becoming increasingly fragmented; is it because they want to return to their original state sooner?

Should I help him out?

Or should we just let nature take its course?

The blond boy frowned, his gaze falling on Ryan, who had a somber expression.

Those emerald eyes were exactly like the dead fox's, and there was also the Su Fox Clan.

Ah.

Deep affection,

That's too much of a selfish motive.

Xiao Jiu closed her eyes, resisting the urge to grab her sword and chop someone down, and turned to maintain the system space.

Now that the crisis is over, it's time to address this system setting issue.

This mosaic of socialist glory appeared faster than anything else, and when it was removed, it took forever to react.

It really is just like some rogue software.

You can download it instantly if you accidentally click on it.

Uninstalling it is extremely difficult and leaves behind a bunch of junk ads.

numb.

The mosaic function is terrible!

0529 was feeling simmering with anger and nowhere to vent it, so he decided to write a simple complaint letter.

Get out of my sight!

Ci Jing, who thought she could make a big splash but was ruthlessly abandoned, was about to get angry when she saw 0529 writing a complaint letter with a crazy expression, and silently hid to the side.

Reason tells it that it's best not to confront this person right now.

It doesn't want to be a punching bag.