[Quick Transmigration] Heartthrob and Cthulhu Love Daily

When Jiang Tong opened his eyes again, he just heard Zhitao say in a drawn-out tone, "That's it."

Then he pulled the suitcase and walked to the door of Jiang's house, and said to Jiang Wenhao beside him, "If you want to know about Mr. Jiang, you can ask other people."

Zhitao didn't intend to tell him the details of Mr. Jiang's situation, but Jiang Wenhao could hear the ominous meaning from this sentence. After entering the door, he frowned tightly, looking worried, and waited until he put the flowers in the living room. I went to ask someone.

Zhitao walked with him, saw him put down the flowers, then walked slowly to the table, brushed the petals gently with his hand, the petals were soft and tender, like the skin of a newborn, he rubbed the buds, and then dragged his luggage Box back into the house.

As soon as he put his things away, he turned around and saw Jiang Tong. Jiang Tong stood there and looked at him obediently. He waved at Jiang Tong and asked casually, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Tong came over after seeing the gesture, and as soon as he approached, he threw himself into Zhitao's arms, raised his head and smiled at Zhitao, "Aren't you leaving?"

Zhitao hugged Jiang Tong, nodded gently, and gently rubbed Jiang Tong's hair, "I don't plan to leave soon, don't worry."

He wanted to figure out what happened to Jiang Wenhao before leaving. At first, he wanted to drag Jiang Wenhao away from Luohua Town, but now the situation was so confusing that he couldn't tell whether the current Jiang Wenhao was the one he was looking for. After careful consideration, I still choose to stay and observe first.

Hearing this, Jiang Tong's eyes curled up in laughter. He kept a cold face all the year round, just like a serious little adult. It was the first time Zhitao saw him smiling so happily, so she couldn't help pinching him. Face.

"Are you so happy?" Zhitao asked with a smile.

Jiang Tong nodded hard, as if shaking his head, afraid that Zhitao would not feel the joy in his heart, Jiang Tong opened his eyes and said seriously: "I don't want you to leave, you are my favorite person .”

This morning Jiang Tong just said something similar, and this time he added the word "most". It seems that he really likes him. Zhitao has been liked by many people, and he smiled and didn't let go. In my heart, I coaxed: "I like you the most too."

His words can be heard to be deceptive, but they are born to make people imagine that he really thinks so, but in fact Zhitao doesn't know what he promised them, just like gods don't care about praying humans .

Jiang Tong stared straight at Zhitao, his eyes were like the roots of an old tree piercing into Zhitao's skin, he asked slowly: "Then do you want to be with me forever?"

Of course it's impossible, when Zhitao heard this, she let go of Jiang Tong and stood up, patted Jiang Tong's head casually, and said casually, "No way."

Except for Jiang Wenhao, he will not be with anyone forever, and he hates people asking that question the most, because the person who asked this question last time slashed him dozens of times with a knife.

It hurts.

He lowered his eyelashes, the sun was crawling under his feet, and the sun from behind cast a thick shadow on his face. He withdrew his hands and said, "Maybe I'll leave in a while."

After he investigates Jiang Wenhao's secret.

Feeling the warmth on her head, Jiang Tong left, pursed her mouth and gave a muffled hum, then said in a low voice, "That's it."

There was a moment of silence between them, Jiang Tong's gaze stayed on Zhitao's fingertips, and then he said: "Mr. Zhi has something to tell others, I'll go out and get a doctor."

He didn't say anything, Zhitao almost forgot about it, he walked to the bed and sat down, tilted his head and said: "Go, you have worked hard."

When she saw Jiang Tong going out, Zhitao let out a sigh as if thinking of something, Jiang Tong turned around and looked at him, "Remember to ask a doctor who can read the head, he is better at this."

Amnesia should be related to the brain, Zhitao thought to himself, he saw Jiang Tong nodding, and walked out of the door again, after Jiang Tong closed the door, Zhitao lay on the bed to rest.

The doctor is very close to here, Jiang Tong ran out, and the person came in less than half an hour, Zhitao had already come out of the house and was sitting in the courtyard to rest, when she saw the person, she stretched lazily, "Why are you here?" Is it you?"

The person who came was Sang Luo. He seemed to be running over, his face was flushed, he was panting constantly, and he was carrying a big box in his hand.

There was a teacup next to Zhitao's hand. He picked up the teacup and looked Sang Luo up and down, then asked suspiciously, "Are you a doctor?"

In his memory, Sang Luo was an idle bird breeder, even though Mrs. Jiang was looking for Sang Luo when he saw a doctor last time, Zhitao still couldn't react for a while.

Sang Luo stood in front of Zhitao with red ears. This man really didn't hide his thoughts, and he was more obvious than Officer Hu. Anyway, Officer Hu would pretend to watch others to distract attention, but he was fine, and looked at Zhitao as soon as he came.

He stared at Zhitao, and didn't answer after hearing the question, even though Zhitao knew that he was too tired to speak, but the panting sound in his ear still made Zhitao uncomfortable, as if he was facing a coveted beast.

He put down the teacup, which was made of porcelain, and knocked lightly against the black table. The sound made Sang Luo react, and Sang Luo said anxiously and quickly: "I am a doctor, and I can see patients."

Sang Luo is a reserved person, except for very few times when he would talk to Zhitao, he would be bored at other times, like a boiling kettle, hot on the outside and even hotter inside, but he was speechless, only anxious Only then will there be a few urgings.

At this time, Zhitao also remembered the last time Sang Luo saw Mrs. Jiang's doctor. After hearing this, he gently turned the ring in his hand, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Sang Luo asked boldly, "Mr. Zhi, what's wrong with you?"

Zhitao came to the doctor to show Jiang Wenhao his mind, and it had nothing to do with him, but Jiang Wenhao just went to the back mountain with someone to look for Mr. Jiang's tombstone.

Now the doctor has arrived, but the patient ran away instead. Zhitao loosened the ring, looked up at Sang Luo and said, "I'm not sick, I'm not the one who wants to see a doctor."

He thought about it and said, "Do you recognize Jiang Wenhao? He seems to have lost his memory, please help check."

Sang Luo was obviously stunned, "Mr. Zhi, you are talking about Mr. Jiang who just came back? But he..."

"Can you see it for me? If not, I'll find another doctor." Zhitao interrupted him and asked dissatisfiedly, then stood up from the chair.

Sang Luo stood opposite him, and as soon as he stood up, he got closer to Sang Luo. Sang Luo who was close could smell the familiar fragrance, like flowers from all over the world blooming together, always reminding people of the beautiful thing.

Sang Luo became obsessed with the smell, and took a deep breath subconsciously. This reaction was not outstanding among the "demons and ghosts" that Zhitao had seen, but this obvious breathing sound fell in his ears, which made Zhitao feel more bored. up.

"What are you doing?" Zhitao looked up at him, they were separated by about one meter.

This distance was the closest in Sang Luo's memory. He stared at Zhitao's face, and now his neck was burning, and his whole body was as red as a piece of iron thrown into the fire.

"No, no..." Sang Luo knew what Zhitao was asking, and said dully.

Zhitao was made more and more irritable by his attitude, he was most annoyed by people who keep their words in their hearts, if they can keep their words in their hearts, they can naturally hold back bad ideas, Zhitao said coldly: "Don't talk like that .”

Sang Luo stayed in the same place like a rabbit, looking at him stupidly, Zhitao's facial features were very good, gorgeous like a static flower, but at the same time, it also had a dynamic beauty, which made people unconsciously think of dewdrops falling on the ground. petal.

Under Zhitao's gaze, Sang Luo even breathed a lot more lightly, reluctant to disturb him, just like the first time they met, he was obsessed with this association.

But a cold sentence shattered his fantasy, Zhitao stared at him, and said clearly: "You are so annoying."

This sentence was like a huge ice cube hitting Sang Luo's head, making him feel cold all over his body, and his face turned pale instantly. He stood like a black and white painting that lost its color in this colorful world.

He knew that Zhitao didn't have a good impression of him, but he didn't expect it to be so disgusting.

But why?

I obviously didn't do anything, I obviously behaved very well all the time, and obviously I have nothing but you.

The deep sadness made Sang Luo cry out in embarrassment. He tried to hug Zhitao while crying, "Don't hate me, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Don't hate me, Sang Luo's face was covered with salty liquid, the box hit the ground with a muffled sound, and the shiny surgical tools fell out. He stepped on the precious tools and stretched out his hand towards Zhitao, repeating persistently: "Don't hate me!" I."

Zhitao was pulled forward by Sang Luo, with his feet on the ground, but he was still powerless to resist, and his arms were pinched with red marks. This kind of one-sided violent contact made Zhitao extremely frightened, and made his pupils dilate unconsciously, "You put Let me-!"

The scent of flowers rushed out of his mouth, rushing towards Sang Luo's nose and mouth, as if to eat away his sanity, all he needed was to remain loyal to Zhitao.

Sang Luo's mind became more and more confused under this situation. Stimulated by the fragrance of flowers, his tears flowed more and more, as if he wanted to cry out all the blood in his heart.

Don't hate me, I only have you.

only you.

Sang Luo was abandoned by his family a long time ago. The Sang family he belongs to is a big family on the same level as the Jiang family. Sang Luo is the young master of the family.

But he tried to rebel against the San family, so he was completely abandoned by the family, and he has nothing left.

"Doctor Sang, let go of your hand!" The people around were attracted by the voices of the dispute, and they tried to persuade Sang Luo at the same time with concerted efforts.

But Sang Luo hugged him too tightly. For a while, they had no choice but to stand still and try to persuade Sang Luo. He was completely lost in his own thoughts and murmured: "... No more, I only have you."

Zhitao was imprisoned in his arms, and accurately captured this sentence in the chaotic voice, his fingers curled up, his back felt cold, and his eyes fell on the various "tools" at his feet.

very scary.