Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 397

After entering the room, Chu Jingran suppressed his beating heart, tremblingly took out his mobile phone to call Xu Qingyu, and informed him of the progress of his action.

Just as he was hanging up the phone, Chu Jingran couldn't help but asked again: "Really...is it just drugged?"

Xu Qingyu's eyes, which were still full of smiles, turned into indifference because of this sentence. While gently stroking the boy's face in the album in front of him with his fingertips, he asked, "Why do you care about him so much, little guy?"

Chu Jingran, who was in an unstable mood, could not hear the awe in the other party's words at all, bit his lower lip anxiously and said, "I...don't know."

Thinking of Xu Qingyu who trusted him wholeheartedly, Chu Jingran slowly expressed his truest heart.

"I just don't want anything to happen to him, not at all..."

"Master, it's really...just drugged, right?"

Xu Qingyu looked at the people in the photo album, and recalled the beautiful appearance of the young man when they met for the first time, thought of the gift he was unwilling to let go of the gift he was holding, and thought of the unconscious babbling when the pain was unbearable. In that name, the original gentle factor faded away, replaced by endless coldness from the bottom of the eyes.

"of course."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Qingyu rubbed the faces of the people in the photo album with her fingertips, and murmured softly, "Little guy, why are you always misbehaving and wanting to get out of my control? Is he that good?"

Alright, even if I format all your memories and spend a short time together, you will feel unbearable the second time and even disobey me.

"Heh..." In the quiet moment with a murmured chuckle, Mo Mingrang had the illusion of being chilled to the marrow.

"You are clearly created by me, and only belong to me."

"Since you can't do it, then..." Rou Yi is sentimental, "Let me do it for you. From now on, you must stay by my side obediently, and you can't leave half a step away."

"My... Little Demon Emperor."

Behind the slowly closing door, Jian Lu leaned his back against the wall, covering his face between his fingers, revealing a pair of wolf-like bloodthirsty eyes.

Obsession, greed, stubbornness, madness.

It was like the countless depressive storms hidden under the calm deep sea. Once they erupted, they would pull him, who was in the clouds, down to hell, and fall into the endless Abi together with him, sinking and annihilating.

Brother, brother, brother...

Since you can fall in love with your 'child', why do you never want to face up to me who is in love with my brother? Why do you say that you don't need deformed blood love in your life?Why do you never want to look at me?Why don't you want to take a look at me who can die for you?

Or brother... I have always been the only one you don't want.

dinner time

At the dining table, as the last plate of dishes was served, Feng Ze took off the plaid apron around his waist and hung it on the kitchen wall. When he turned around, he found a young man sitting silently by the dining table with his eyes down in a daze.

With tender eyes of pity, Feng Ze walked to the side of the person and knelt down, calling softly: "Weiwei."

The familiar voice brought back Chu Jingran's wandering thoughts, and as soon as he regained consciousness, he bumped into the worried and self-blame eyes of the man in front of him.

There was unreserved sincerity in the deep eyes, which caused Chu Jingran, who was already guilty, to shrink his fingers uncontrollably, and tried to avoid such sight in a panic.

While thinking so in his heart, he did so.

At the moment when the young man avoided his gaze, an imperceptible sadness flashed across Feng Ze's eyes, but it disappeared in just a second, and everything was slowly getting better, wasn't it?

Raising his hand tentatively, Feng Ze touched the man's short fluffy hair, softened his eyes, subconsciously kneaded and stood up.

As usual, Feng Ze made a table of Chu Jingran's favorite dishes, picked up a piece of chicken and put it in the other's bowl, and said, "Hey, let's eat."

Looking at the white rice grains in the bowl, and the fried golden chicken nugget brought by the man, Chu Jingran closed his hands holding the chopsticks inch by inch, but he didn't move his chopsticks for a while.

'Forever together...'

'That's just a drug...'

Seeing him not moving, Feng Ze thought it was because he had lost his appetite, and just as he was about to speak, he saw the man who had kept his head buried slowly raised his eyes.

In those clear and shining eyes, there was a color that he didn't understand.

"what happened?"

Chu Jingran looked at the still tender eyes of the people beside him, and felt countless embarrassments and struggles in his heart, but all the struggles were forcibly suppressed after thinking of Xu Qingyu whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Moving his lips and pulling an unnatural smile on his face, Chu Jingran said, "I...I'll serve you soup."

It is difficult for the young man to take the initiative to show his favor, which caused countless tender feelings in Feng Ze's heart, so that he subconsciously didn't want to delve too deeply into the most real core issues.

With eyes full of warmth, he lifted his imperceptible lips and said, "Okay."

Chu Jingran holds a white