After Transmigrating Into a Villain Cannon Fodder Male Zerg

Lu Mo scratched his hair.

He didn't expect that Ling would tell him these past events at this time.

Of course, he could guess that Ling's past must be quite complicated. There is a kind of precipitated temperament in him. He doesn't care about everything, and he is lazy about everything.

Unexpectedly... it would be such a heavy past.

For a moment, he felt that his heart was like a sponge soaked in water, wet and heavy, and cold, falling straight down.

Ling talked a lot about Mr. Lai’s past, he remembered very clearly, Lu Mo gradually spelled out a vivid image in his mind.

With blond hair and blue eyes, he looks pretty at best, but his lack of trim ruined his few merits.

As a female, she showed amazing stupidity while taking care of children. He can make a bunch of poisonous meals, and then sigh with emotion: "I used to think that the kitchen killer settings in TV dramas are exaggerated,? Funny. Until I eat my own cooking."

Ling's good craftsmanship is probably the result of this study.

When talking about the past, Ling's face also softened a lot. Before meeting Mr. Rhein, there was only fear and despair in his life. The extreme environment shaped his sharp and suspicious, indifferent and selfish character.

"You can't imagine what a larva I was like at that time," Ling laughed. "I stole Mr. Rhein's knife the first day? He desperately tore the beast meat with his hands and made a continuous meal. He almost couldn't eat himself."

If you have never been loved in childhood, you will lose the ability to feel love when you grow up.

The healed sections in the novel look beautiful, but in fact they are not. They are not grateful, nor do they understand how much love others hold to patiently tolerate all their shortcomings.

If Mr. Rhein was not a female with an extraordinarily strong nerve, I am afraid that he would have been so angry that he would have been driving him.

Ling kept stealing Mr. Rhein’s things, hoarding like a gloomy mouse in his room; once Mr. Rhein didn’t pay attention to him, he would tell Mr. Rhein’s ghost stories every day, so scared that Mr. Rhein would hold him at night. He slept with Wenger.

Day after day, year after year, Mr. Rhine never noticed Ling's scheming.

Until the tenth year of being adopted by Mr. Rhein, one evening.

He sat on Mr. Rhine's shoulders. Mr. Rhine asked him to raise his head. For the first time, Ling discovered that the sky was burning vigorously at sunset, which was really beautiful.

There was a slight fragrance of flowers in the wind, and with the singing of returning birds, the world became peaceful and peaceful at this moment.

…

He would have become a paranoid female, because Mr. Rhein's existence-like the only plank on the vast sea, supported him from drowning.

And when Mr. Rhine passed away, Ling could no longer control himself. Lu Mo appeared too late, it was too late, he had no strength to struggle anymore when it was too late.

But it's not too late. If Mr. Rhine is the wooden board, then Lu Mo is a huge monster on the bottom of the sea. They will keep entangled and sink into the bottomless bottom of the sea.

"Lu Mo, Mr. Lai is dead."

He stared deeply at Lu Mo's face, "I'm crazy too."

He actually told Lu Mo about these things, obviously he planned to conceal it for the rest of his life.

Ling doesn't naively believe that love can conquer everything. On the contrary, he always believes that a lie is needed in love. Even if some insects thought it was not true love, Ling didn't care at all.

—Because love is a fragile bubble. If you use a needle to test it, the final outcome must be burst.

But now, he actually said it, including the Klein bug. No male is willing to refuse the temptation to advance.

Ling almost desperately awaited Lu Mo's final trial.

If Lu Mo showed even a moment of greed, he would kill Lu Mo and then himself.

At this time, Lu Mo was almost silly.

The saddest tragedy is not how tragic he writes, nor how touching the author's writing style. It is often the sentence in the copy that "this article is based on reality."

Ling said so many things in the past, but when he talked about Mr. Rhine's death, he only said one sentence in a flat voice, without saying anything else. The child is really going to be stupid by the knife.

If it was Lu Mo from the previous life, he would have rushed up to hold Ling and cried louder than anyone else.

But at this moment, when he opened his mouth, he realized that he couldn't say a word.

It's strange, I am a peerless scumbag in everyone's eyes, right? It's really strange that he, cold and cruel, suddenly showed a warm side at this time.

This is also the reason why Lu Mo was so embarrassed to death when he realized that he had taken photos of Wenger, which turned out to be quite heart-warming.

What would Ling think of himself? Surely it will be funny, right? !

Lu Mo opened his eyes and his pupils quaked.

Before he knew it, he had already carried a huge and heavy burden on his back, and he would feel suffocated at the thought of smiling and comforting Ling.

But he couldn't ignore it, his inner sadness had already flowed upstream.

Under Ling Shen's gaze, Lu Mo's almost down brain slowly turned, and finally coughed dryly. He turned his head and pulled Ling's sleeve awkwardly.

"If... If you really want to cry, I can reluctantly forgive you for your gaffe today. Of course, this is not my sympathy for you. I will not feel sorry for you. This is just a courtesy of being a nobleman."

"Ah... I will also wish your teacher rest in the arms of the mother goddess."

Ling stared at Lu Mo's profile.

This time, it was different from what he imagined. Lu Mo seemed to have not heard what he said, completely ignoring the "Klein bug".

If Lu Mo had any thoughts, he would hug himself deeply after listening, and he would say: "From now on, I will join Mr. Rhine's share and love you together."

He would hug himself, heal himself like those vulgar novels, and let himself be stubborn with him from then on.

Or, like Song Jianshu, lofty sympathy and pity to him, to satisfy his sense of superiority in his "status and respect".

Rather than as it is now, the sadness is already written on his face, and he has to cover it with pride and reservedness, desperately not to let himself see any emotion in his heart.

…

Ling's back was against the wall of the corridor, he held Lu Mo's hand backhand, and pulled the unsuspecting Lu Mo against him.

"I warn you not to get too far!"

Ling buried his head in Lu Mo's shoulder, and a little bit of warm water wet Lu Mo's clothes.

Lu Mo felt it. He let Ling lean stiffly, not knowing what to do.

Ling cried?

Huh?

Eh? !

Wait, is it because he was too indifferent just now? But he even felt that he was on the verge of collapse just now!

But when he thought of Ling crying, Lu Mo felt that his wet, heavy and cold sponge heart was severely grabbed by a hand again, stinging.

Reluctantly not to hug Ling is already his limit, no matter how the system sends out a sharp warning in his heart, he can't make a move to push Ling away.

"Lu Mo."

Ling let out a sighing voice, "What are you..."

How much do you want me to indulge in you before I will give up?

Every time when he felt that he had no room, Lu Mo would always let himself fall in love with him again.

Why is there such a male in the world? Ling couldn't even imagine why he was so special, as if he came from another world.

If there is such a world, it must be a world full of warmth and love. He leaned on Lu Mo's shoulder, and his tight nerves finally relaxed.

When Mr. Rhine died, he thought he would be in pain, but he didn't. Not only did he not shed a tear, but he didn't even feel a trace of sadness. Aside from frequent distractions, he was no different from usual.

Wenger cried depressively all night in Song Jianshu's room. When he came to the military to report the next day, his eyes were red and swollen. He looked at Ling in disbelief and blurted out: "Ling, are you not sad?"

Ling numbly rubbed his temples: "Wenger, I have been busy all night and I am very tired now."

Wenger left in silence, Ling leaned on the wide chair, the brim of his hat dropped to cover his dry eyes.

Until now, Ling finally felt the pain in hindsight.

He inhaled a little bit, and the beating heart in his chest surged with needle-like pain, which quickly radiated to his whole body, making him shiver, like a cat that had just been salvaged from the water. Those belated tears seemed to accumulate for too long, and once the embankment broke, they didn't mean to stop. Unlike the usual tears, they will only overflow when they are full. Ling just leaned against Lu Mo's shoulder blankly, tears rolling out directly.

"Lu Mo."

"Um?"

"I am real and miss him very much."

"...Well, I can forgive you for the sake of being a female."

"Lu Mo."

"Oh, my dear lady, why are you like a cub? I will get angry if I continue like this."

"Lu Mo."

Lu Mo gasped in annoyance, and said helplessly, "I'm listening, don't yell."

When Ling showed this appearance again, he really couldn't hold himself up! He wanted to put the 30-layer thick quilt into the room, and then lock the 18 doors, thus completing the world's strongest sealed enchantment, and it must be the safest inside.

Under the moonlight, Ling slowly took off his gloves, thrust his five fingers into the gap between Lu Mo's fingers, and clasped the palm of his hand.

"Lu Mo."

Lu Mo: "...Let's do it! You can do whatever you want tonight, and you can buy the Emperor Star with my money-just don't call me that again, it's so annoying."

Ling Qu rubbed his finger against the back of his hand and said softly, "Lu Mo, I surrender to you."

"You have completely occupied all my territory, you have won."

His voice was unprecedentedly soft, like a white cotton candy: "From now on, you are my only emperor, and I will always surrender to you."

The wind blew Ling's soft and smooth hair and scratched Lu Mo's cheek.

He clearly heard his heartbeat, and in this slight tingling, he was beating faster.

Not good.

Lu Mo reached out and grabbed his sleeves, feeling as if he was bewildered.

What kind of scum value, what kind of zerg, what system, was left behind by him at this moment, and only Ling's eyes, which were beautiful as pigeon blood gems, were left in his heart.

He stretched out his hand to lift Ling's cheek, and kissed it involuntarily—

Ling's breath is much messier than before. He put his hands weakly on Lu Mo's shoulders, and his long eyelashes brushed Lu Mo's skin when he closed his eyes.

Until they parted, Lu Mo looked at Ling with reddish cheeks and dim eyes. He smiled arrogantly and declared like the emperor: "Of course, my lady, are you still thinking about these things until now?"

"I dominate everything about you, of course."

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The author has something to say: plot? ? The plot is gone! The stupid author doesn't want to do anything but sugar

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