ch 1

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by BL-Aphro-Q

by BL-Aphro-Q

prologue

Yan Yu, the heir to the top wealthy family, transmigrated into a book of pure love and sadomasochism in the skin of a real and fake young master. Before he knew the situation, he rescued the comatose teenager who fell down a dark alley. The system that came late "..." Yan Yu listened to the screaming electric sound in his head, he asked the system in a low voice, hello, please send me back, I am not interested in wearing books. The current sound of the system is urgent. You should quickly send the protagonist back to the alley. If you are late, you will not be able to meet the protagonist Gong. Yan Yu's eyes turned around on the young man's body full of old injuries. He shook his phone and refused to say sorry in a warm voice.

In such a situation, I think he must call the police besides sending him to the hospital. The system suddenly raised the volume alarm. You have to recognize your identity, the only thing you can do to save the protagonist is the protagonist's attack, otherwise, how can you advance the plot? How to develop feelings? Do you still want to go back? You died on the spot in a car accident, if you don't listen to me... Yan Yu's gentle brows and eyes remain unchanged, he is tired of speaking calmly, destroy it. Ah. Rubbish fiction, rubbish system. The original owner is the protagonist Gong Zhuma's wealthy fake young master, and the real young master is Pei Qian, an exquisite young man lying on a hospital bed.

The protagonist Gong rescues Pei Qian who is somewhat similar to Bai Yueguang. The stand-in began to abuse the heart and body with up to 800,000 words, and finally, on the premise that Pei Qian was willing to donate a kidney to Bai Yueguang, he hurriedly. And Yan Yu turned into a wealthy fake young master, not to mention, he was still active in pursuing the protagonist Gong, framing the protagonist Shou, and being slapped wildly in the face in the first twenty chapters, and finally died of depression in prison.

The system "!!!" The system has recognized the reality, changed its strategy, and now can't care about the plot anymore. This book has too much resentment, and the world is about to collapse. As long as you turn the abusive text into a sweet one, that's enough. Yan Yu succeeded in negotiating, and he customized a little poor rescue plan. From character to strength, from knowledge to vision, he not only supervised Pei Qian to develop eight-pack abs but also included in the other party's professional book "The highest state of love is evenly matched" " On the Importance of a Career to a Man" "The Book of Cheng Gong"... His education was very successful, and Pei Qian became an aggressive and domineering president at 1.88 meters.

Seeing that the task was about to be completed, Pei Qian never Hesitates to strike and crush the protagonist...Yan Yu "!!!" Yan Yu "How about such a big sweet book?" Pei Qian's eyes flashed with shocking possessiveness, he lowered his head and The kiss fell on the top of Yan Yu's hair, don't worry, it will make you sweet, sweet enough to support the world.

ch 1

Accompanied by the bursts of white light in front of him, Yan Yu had a splitting headache and a sudden sense of weightlessness, which made him subconsciously reach out to hold the door of the 711 convenience store.

"This classmate," the convenience store cashier looked at the crumbling boy, she hesitated and changed her words: "Sir, are you okay?

" A minute ago, this handsome boy bought a box of family planning supplies.

Yan Yu shook his head to stabilize his figure. He turned his head to look at the inquiring clerk. After seeing the situation in front of him clearly, his dark pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes were full of shock that could not be concealed.

This is where?

It was a rainy and majestic night just a minute ago. He planned to fly to country M overnight, but an out-of-control truck rushed out at the intersection of the airport expressway. Angrily and disappointedly accusing, but now, he is standing here properly?

This is not right.

Judging from the speed and tonnage of the truck, the possibility of a car crash is extremely high.

"Sir," the cashier didn't know why the boy was in a daze, she asked again: "Do you need help? If you feel uncomfortable, you can sit down and rest for a while, and I'll get you a cup of hot water?" "No," Yan

Yu When he came back to his senses, he endured a headache and showed a gentle smile: "Thank you."

This smile was too lethal, and the cashier blushed and waved his hands: "It's okay, I didn't do anything."

Yan Yu lowered his eyelids With a slight smile, he walked out of the convenience store with steady steps.

There was light rain in the dark sky, the street lights on the side of the road were dim, and most of the shops on both sides of the road were closed.

It's also late at night here.

Yan Yu was sure he hadn't been here before, he looked down at the sequined jacket and harem pants he was wearing, and after a minute of silence, under the attentive eyes of the store clerk, he walked into the rain and reached out to catch the raindrops falling from the sky, It feels very real, even these hands are not my own.

This is time travel?

Or soul transformation?

Yan Yu didn't know anything about the current situation. He braved the light rain and walked along the street. He walked to a cake shop with a bright sign in front of the door, and reached out his hand to take out the body's mobile phone.

"Slap."

Along with the phone, a small box slid from the trouser pocket to the ground.

Yan Yu bent down to pick up the small box, and looked down at the dim light. It turned out to be a box of strawberry flavor... At the moment when he was in a daze, he suddenly heard an inaudible call from not far away , and the faint smell of blood...

"Help... life..."

Pei Qian bit the tip of his tongue hard, trying to wake up his rapidly losing consciousness.

He is not reconciled.

Rainy night's "graciousness" is the beginning of all humiliation.

In his previous life, he tried every means to die with Shen Si and the others.

Do you have to do it all over again in this life?

Yan Yu subconsciously tilted his head and sniffled, he stuffed the small box into his trouser pocket, and walked quickly towards the entrance of the alley following the smell.

He couldn't ignore it, it was a voice calling for help.

And he is confident, even if his body is a little thin, the fighting skills he has practiced since he was a child are enough.

Pei Qian was lying in the sewage soaked all over his body. He looked at the empty street with his eyelids stretched and twitched his mouth. The sneer of despair hadn't subsided yet, and a slender figure walked into the blurred vision.

So what if he does it again, he will still destroy the world.

only.

The person who appeared this time was not Shen Si.

"Save... me," Pei Qian's cold body twitched slightly, he couldn't see the face of the person in front of him clearly, and the words he said with trembling lips almost whispered: "Take me... get out of here... .Danger......"

"Okay," Yan Yu squatted in front of the boy who fell to the ground. He lowered his eyes and quickly searched for the wound on the boy's body: "I'll stop the bleeding first, and then call 120." Bloody, before he is not sure whether the phone can be used or where it is, he must first stop the bleeding.

Yan Yu's eyes turned slightly, he decisively took out 'Strawberry Flavor' from his trouser pocket, unpacked it unskillfully, and after confirming the bleeding point on his arm, he directly used it as a tourniquet--it is still a good hemostat bring.

Feeling Yan Yu's movements, Pei Qian's heart relaxed and he sank into the darkness.

Yan Yu sighed, stood up, took off his jacket and put it on the young man, and took out his phone again...

"Buzzing."

The phone started to vibrate when it turned on.

Yan Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the call with the note 'Old Hu', he hesitated for a few seconds and answered the call: "Hello?

" The door is open, where have you been?"

Yan Yu was taken aback when he heard this address, and soon, he suppressed the doubts in his heart and directed: "You follow this road, the intersection in front of the entrance of Xingxing Cake Shop." Yan

Yu After Yu finished speaking, he hung up the phone. He knelt down and continued to check the boy's condition, worried that the boy was not suitable for moving.

The headlights were turned on in the dark alley, and the black Maybach stopped beside Yan Yu. Lao Hu complained as he got out of the car: "I don't know what Young Master Shen is thinking, but he came to such a place..." His words were

still Before finishing speaking, he was startled when he saw the unconscious young man lying on the ground: "This is?

" "We'll take him to the nearest hospital."

"Master," Lao Hu frowned fiercely, subconsciously objecting, "Aren't you in a hurry to find Young Master Shen? What if... "

Yan Yu kept the movement of hugging the boy unchanged, he raised his eyes and looked at Lao Hu quietly without speaking.

Lao Hu suddenly felt unspeakable pressure, he swallowed his original words and made an embarrassing excuse: "I'm just afraid that you will get into trouble.

" He replied calmly: "I'm not afraid."

Lao Hu didn't dare to say anything more, he and Yan Yu carried the injured boy into the back seat of the car.

ten minutes later.

The Maybach drove into the emergency department of the First People's Hospital of Beijing. Yan Yu directed Lao Hu to go through the formalities without any pressure.

The public hospital is very lively at night, with the sound of ambulances screaming one after another, and the entire ward is like daytime.

"It was handled well," the doctor handled the wound nimbly after receiving the diagnosis. He signaled the nurse to hand over the test sheet to Lao Hu, then looked at the 'strawberry smell' on Pei Qian's arm and praised: "Stop the bleeding in time, you are doing what is right. ?"

Although the young man in front of him was dressed hip-hop, had pierced ears and earrings, but his exquisite eyebrows and eyes looked very well-behaved, and his temperament was so noble that he didn't seem like a person who could fight.

Lao Hu took a sneak peek at Yan Yu, and he turned to the hall to pay the fee while holding the form.

"Yes," Yan Yu nodded, and he said softly, "So there is no way to provide his blood type." "It's okay,"

the doctor quickly stitched up the wound, and after disinfection, he took out a blood type test strip to confirm the blood type. The moment the result appeared, his expression paused: "RH negative blood?"

Yan Yu pressed his still painful temple, and he frowned and asked, "Is there a hospital?"

"His luck is really good," the doctor shook his head Laughing, he turned to the nurse and said, "You go to the blood bank to get blood, and then transfuse it to bed +7." The

nurse acted very quickly, and within half an hour, the injured boy started the intravenous blood transfusion.

After Yan Yu arranged for Lao Hu to buy clean hospital gowns, he dragged a chair and sat down beside the hospital bed, frowning and looking at the young man who was still in shock, his bloodless pallor made the other person's appearance even more outstanding, under the closed eyelids was like a fan Long eyelashes, under the straight bridge of the nose is a perfect smile lips.

This is a face that is indistinguishable between male and female, but at the age of fifteen or six, there is an indescribable sense of brokenness in the greenness, plus the old wounds that are visible to the naked eye after taking off the top of the wound, it is difficult to deal with it. Don't let people think too much.

Pretty boys are sometimes more insecure.

"Hello," Yan Yu pursed his lips. He took out his phone, unlocked it with his face, and called the police: "I want to call the police. It involves intentional injury and abuse..." He didn't know the identity

information of this person, but the old man Hu can receive the police as a caller.

Yan Yu hung up the phone and raised his hand to massage his forehead. When he planned to get a CT scan later, the pain disappeared without a trace as the whistling electric sound rang in his mind.

"Hello host, I am system 0517."?

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WARNING !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I would like to emphasize once again that this is an MTL (Machine Translation), not an edited version. Therefore, there may be numerous (∞) mistakes present, and I have no intention of rectifying them.

@BL-Aphro-Q