The history I've been through has collapsed [Quick Transmigration]

Yuan Rang suspected at that moment that he had heard wrong.

But looking at the increasingly calm and indifferent eyes of the person in front of him, he hesitated again.

Yuan Rang raised his head, his slightly wide-open eyes were full of hesitation: "Sir..." What are you talking about?

He had never expected so much that it was his own ear that was the problem.

But Shen Yan is doomed not to fulfill his wish this time.

I saw the extremely handsome man in white raised his hand and shook it in front of Yuan Rang's eyes. His slender fingers were slightly bent, and they looked whiter under the light. He lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "Guess, how big is it?" dirty?"

His squinted eyes were filled with an indescribable emotion, which seemed to be filled with endless malice, and also seemed to be addictive love.

Yuan Rang's heart seemed to be crushed by a giant palm suddenly, and the extremely sore pain spread, and all the strength in his body seemed to dissipate.

He wanted to make a fist, but his fingers could only curl up slowly, and they were still trembling.

As if seeing Shen Yan for the first time, he staggered back two steps, but still murmured unconsciously: "No, I don't guess..."

The voice trembled violently.

Seeing his reaction like this, Shen Yan seemed to wake up suddenly, and stretched out his hand to pull his sleeve, but the man broke free instantly.

"Sir, you taught me the books of sages and the principles of being a human being,

It also taught me to treat people with sincerity and truth, which is especially beneficial.

It also taught me not to be arrogant when I am at the top, not to be chaotic when I am at the bottom, and not to fight for ugliness. "

Yuan Rang tried hard to calm himself down, but he couldn't control his emotions at all: "But why do you always hide everything from me!"

The tone was fierce, and the ending sound was full of anger.

Shen Yan's heart tightened, no matter how confused his mind was, he knew that he had done a stupid thing, he pulled his shoulders hard, lowered his eyes and lowered his head slightly, so that he could look at Yuan Rang at the same level: "It's my teacher's mistake."

Yuan Rang turned his head to avoid his gaze, pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

"Ranger, don't be angry with me..." Shen Yan frowned, and turned to the direction where his head was tilted.

Yuan Rang gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, as if he didn't want his figure to be reflected in his eyes.

"Ranger," Shen Yan stood in front of him helplessly, and said softly, "...look at me."

His tone was full of pleading, soft to the point of being a little humble.

Apart from Yuan Rang's increasingly trembling shoulders, there was a silent silence that answered him.

It was clearly a warm spring day, but now it was colder than the cold wind.

Seeing him like this, the corners of Shen Yan's mouth curled into a very shallow arc: "I am this kind...a person who is full of viciousness and unscrupulous methods, let alone a gentleman."

He paused, and continued to say, "Do you feel cheated by me, or... mean and disgusting?"

His voice was still as gentle as usual, but every word was without warmth, and even had a hint of sarcasm.

Yuan Rang suffocated when he heard the words, and clutched the handle of the knife tightly, but the corners of his eyes were wet.Gritting his teeth, he suddenly tasted a rusty taste in his mouth.

His body was still trembling, and he was in a trance of thousands of miles of frost and snow, or in a century-old ice cave, and he couldn't warm up after exhausting all his strength.

But even so, Yuan Rang didn't open his eyes, or answer a single word.

……

At some point, when he opened his eyes, he found that there was no one there.

The breeze stays on the branches of willows. Although it can't make much arc, it makes the hanging branches break the tranquility of the lake.

Yuan Rang's hand holding the handle of the knife slid down and grabbed the unshielded blade that he had discarded the scabbard.

Without internal protection, the sharp knife easily cut through his right palm and entered the flesh. The wound rolled up, and blood gushed out immediately, splashing on the grass, staining the green with blood red.

Heartbreaking pain.

But even with such a heart-rending pain, it couldn't cover up the strong dizziness that swept through his mind.

He ran to the posthouse to look for it.

He ran to the pavilion to look for it.

No fruit.

Yuan Rang finally thought of something, went to Zhu Houzhao's place, and entrusted him to look for it together.

Jiang Bin's eyeballs almost popped out: "Did you two quarrel?"

Yuan Rang shook his head.

Although Zhu Houzhao was calmer than Jiang Bin, he was also very surprised: "You two...can quarrel?"

In the little emperor's perception, if these two people could quarrel, there would be few couples who would not quarrel that day.

Yuan Rang sighed: "It's not a quarrel, it's my own problem."

Zhu Houzhao sighed: "I'll try my best." However, according to Shen Yan's temperament, if he wanted to hide on purpose, he wouldn't be able to find him even if his subordinates died of exhaustion.

Seeing that Yuan Rang was about to leave, Zhu Houzhao added: "Let me tell you, those literati take their face higher than the sky, and they will never give in to you no matter what, so the literati are trouble……"

Jiang Bin quickly covered his mouth and dragged him away—don't irritate others!Your Majesty, look at Yuan Mingyun's expression!

Yuan Rang pursed his lips, but following Zhu Houzhao's words, he suddenly remembered the humble plea.

At that time, would my husband be in the same mood as he is now?

Desperate, with a glimmer of hope.

But in front of his husband, he cut off this hope with his own hands.

So the current result is also what he asked for.

Yuan Rang searched all over the Huaihe River and the south of the Yangtze River.

He searched everywhere he could go.

But no matter where he was, the familiar figure disappeared, as if the person he was looking for was not in the world, or had never existed at all.

Yuan Rang tasted overwhelming fear for the first time.

He swayed aimlessly, with a cold face, the breath around him was as cold as frost and snow, but it was hard to hide his loss.The passers-by around saw him looking like he was going to kill, and all avoided him, fearing that he would suffer from the legendary madness, and some even pointed and whispered to him.

Yuan Rang ignored the group of people.

He continued his ridiculous but hopeless search.

After an unknown amount of time, in a trance, his keen sense of hearing caught the song "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" sung by a kabuki whose voice was like a song of a valley.

"...

Dispelling clouds and controlling Qi, rushing like electricity, ascending to the sky and entering the earth.

Going up to Qiongbi and down to Huangquan, the two places are gone. "

The kabuki's voice was extremely delicate and moving, but after all, it lacked a bit of melancholy and added a bit of teasing and intimacy, as if mocking his sadness.

Yuan Rang was stunned, and raised his head to look at the floating clouds in the sky——

You said that you will never leave me again, you said that even if I hate you, you will not leave.

You also said that you like me the most.

fraud.

Always lie to me.

……

As he walked away in the opposite direction, the singing voice of the kabuki gradually faded until it disappeared.

I don't know where I went, and the figures of passers-by gradually faded away until there was no one there.

Yuan Rang finally couldn't hold it anymore, he suddenly drew a knife to support his body, bent down, and let the tears fall wantonly.

Sir, I am not losing my temper.

Come back... don't hide from me.

Yuan Rang curled up, buried his head in his arms, and suppressed it with all his strength.

Just when he was on the verge of collapse and despair, suddenly someone came from behind and gently wrapped his arms around his waist.

From being cautious at the beginning, and then feeling that he didn't reject him, he increased his strength and held Yuan Rang tightly in his arms.

"Come home and come with me."

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Black version of the small theater:

Just when Yuan Rang was on the verge of collapse and despair, a strange fragrance hit his nose, making him lose the strength to resist.In an instant, the back of his neck hurt, his eyelids closed heavily, and the person behind knocked him out with a knife.

……

After an unknown amount of time, when Yuan Rang woke up, he found that he was in a place where he couldn't see his fingers—the endless darkness.

His hands were tied behind the back with a special chain, not to mention he broke free and escaped, even if it was loose, he didn't even think about loosening it.

Yuan Rang turned around and tried to struggle, but he couldn't break even a gap.With his movements, the thin chain was dragged on the ground, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

"You can't escape."

The scorching breath rushed to Yuan Rang's ears, and then the earlobe touched a burst of damp heat - surrounded by soft lips and tongue.The man not only sucked hard, but even pinched his neck restlessly with his right hand.

Yuan Rang raised his head and took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and stretched his neck, trying to endure the provocative reaction of his sensitive parts.

Seeing that he was still about to struggle, Shen Yan chuckled, and suddenly turned into a kiss, the tip of her teeth pierced the thin skin and embedded it inside, her lips were full of bright red blood.

The smell of blood permeates.

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