The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

"It's you who did the wrong thing."

It was obvious that Yan Jiamu was running away. To be precise, he didn't dare to face his own heart, he didn't have the courage to confess his heart, or maybe he was afraid that his efforts would be abandoned again, just like his father did to him back then.

The same tragedy cannot be repeated again, but his life after that incident has been the same.

——Are you afraid?It seems not.

Bai Lin touched his cheek, only felt a cold liquid, he was crying, why?Is it because Yan Jiamu got angry with him or because he saw his past and felt sorry for Yan Jiamu?

The atmosphere fell silent, Yan Jiamu didn't speak and stared blankly at Bai Lin whose face was full of tears, and felt sad when he saw him crying.

No, it's Bai Lin who did the wrong thing, if it can be solved by crying, is there any need for me to be so angry?

"Then..." Bai Lin carefully observed Yan Jiamu's reaction, and dared to speak only after making sure that he hadn't moved, "Can I say something?"

He was betting on whether Yan Jiamu's feelings for him had reached a certain stage.

[Host, what are you going to do? 】

"Take a gamble, otherwise Yan Jiamu will always live in the shadow of being abandoned by his family."

After boosting his morale again, Bai Lin looked up at Yan Jiamu, looked into his eyes, and slowly asked, "Are you afraid? Are you afraid that I will find out your secret?"

Otherwise, Yan Jiamu wouldn't be so angry. It's wrong to peek, but he wouldn't be so angry.

"Why do you say that?" Yan Jiamu was taken aback for a moment, then he opened his mouth and found that his throat was a little dry.

"In the first half of the photo is a family of three, but in the back there are only men and children. For some reason, the woman left them. It may be the difference between life and death." A more violent storm is brewing in the calm, Bai Lin said. One word at a time, trying to connect the pictures I saw with words, "The three members of the family in front of me are very happy and happy, but in this picture, neither of them is very happy, especially the man, who is full of impatience. On the face, he is your father, right, as for the child, it is you."

He didn't dare to say too much, for fear that Yan Jiamu would get angry again. It was too scary for him to get angry, and he was not at all like the calm teacher Yan.

"I have known you for so long and I have never heard you mention your parents. I heard Bai Xue said that you are a local but live alone, so I guess your mother may have passed away, and your father should have a bad relationship with you."

It is difficult for children who lack love to communicate with others. Only when they really walk into their past, they may be willing to let go of their defenses and open their hearts to you.

"Heh, when my mother passed away when I was young, my father remarried..."

Yan Jiamu looked at Bai Lin, hesitated for a long time, and finally slowly tore away the scar that he never dared to touch, just like when he dreamed back at midnight for many years, his past was in Bai Lin's eyes. All unfolded in front of them.

Bai Lin listened quietly, and the somewhat hoarse voice brought him back to Yan Jiamu's childhood. Compared with watching the whole thing from the perspective of a bystander, the description of the person involved was more vivid, and the more he listened, the tears became more uncontrollable.

"why are you crying?"

Yan Jiamu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, why did he cry before he did.

"You don't care about me," Bai Lin hiccupped while crying, "You're just a bastard because I like you, I told you that no one has beaten me for so long, yet you dare to call me fierce, Still keep a straight face, bastard, big pig's trotters, men are big pigs' trotters, men are not reliable!"

Me, Bai Lin, my mother is fierce, my mother is fierce, I even scold myself when I get fierce.