Deeply rooted in your love [Fast Wear]

Chapter 1: Who Doesn't Admire Tenderness

[System evaluation, mission completion evaluation is A-level, task one earns five million star coins, task two earns three million star coins, and an additional reward of one million, a total of nine million, has been remitted to the account. ] Reason for additional incentives: to promote the prosperity of cultural industries.
【Grade A? The voice of the inquiry was much more difficult in its calm, so much more undetectable surprise.
[Yes. The system answers.
[Let's open up a new world.]
【Okay, filter out the new quest world for you.】 】
【1314 system prompt, the world is loading, memory is being transmitted...】
The body is very cold, but the breath exhaled is hot, the body is wrapped in cold and moisture, and the body is rapidly dissipating heat, no matter how much you struggle, it seems that you can't stay.
With a rust-like breath lingering at the end of his nose, Zong Que's consciousness was very heavy, but he still recognized the smell of blood, and if this body was not treated, it might declare the mission a failure.
[1314 system prompt, according to your previous settings, has been exchanged for you recovery potion.] 】
The origin system struck, Zong Que's breathing became smooth in an instant, and all kinds of complicated memories flooded into his mind, cursing, fighting, fighting under the hazy clouds, in the uninhabited alleyway, and then being hit on the head by a stick, and finally fell into the mud covered with rain.
The sound of shallow water came, and it seemed that someone was careful to avoid water stains so that they did not splash on their shoes...
Snap!
The water droplets fell on the cheeks, with a slight tingling and coldness, enough to recall the deep and unable to break free thoughts, a shadow descended in front of them, but the fine and dense rain seemed to disappear in an instant, leaving only the sound of raindrops rustling on the cloth.
Zong Que slowly opened his eyes, and when his arms supported his wet body, the white sneakers standing next to him that looked extremely incompatible with this rainy day retreated slightly, revealing a little hazy skylight, and a gentle and careful inquiry came when they were recovered: "Are you okay?" Like
the sun shining through the clouds, it seems to be able to dispel all the haze and coldness in an instant, and inject warmth into the world.
Zong Que wanted to stand up, but he only barely sat on the ground and looked up at the young man standing in front of him.
White shirt, flat neckline, schoolbag hanging on one shoulder, neat and silky black hair, delicate eyebrows, with the blue after the rain clean and hazy, dim in the misty rain, only under the umbrella he is bright and warm.
Zong Que remembered him, and there was a person at opposite ends in his original memory, Lin Heng.
[1314 system release task: task one, live as the original owner; The second task is to change Lin Heng's original fate.
Such a gentle and clean person, no one would have thought that his final fate would be to break his legs and die in the lake.
Quests trigger when they encounter quest objects, but it's not yet where the gears of destiny are turned.
"It's fine." Zong Que withdrew his gaze and looked at the wounds on his body, some cut, hit by sticks, and the fatal wound on the original body was on the back of the head.
The Origin World's Recovery Potion works well, it restores the performance of the body at a speed that the bystander recognizes as miraculous, and can be restored immediately without participants and bystanders.
The person who caused the fatal injury did not know how serious it was, and Lin Heng did not know that the current injury would not take long to fully recover, but it looked quite tragic.
Lin Heng is also looking down at him, the young man is slender, his eyebrows are sharp as ink, he looks very bad, in the past, when he saw it, there would always be some bruises on his face, but there was less blood, unlike now, his body was almost filled with scars, and the original white short T was mixed with mud and blood, which looked extremely terrifying.
"You need to go to the hospital." Lin Heng tentatively stretched out his hand, but met the other party's raised eyes, deep and cold, indifference is not because of disgust, but calm, calm as if it was not him who was injured, which made people shocked in their hearts.
"Minor injuries, no need to go to the hospital." Zong Que lowered his eyes, and the outstretched hand also held his arm.
The palm carried an almost scalding temperature, which made his body instinctively stir.
Standing up along with the strength of the support, the person next to him also breathed a sigh of relief, and said with concern: "It's better to go to the hospital to take a look, your injury is estimated to break the cold."
"No, just bandage it." Zong Que stood under the umbrella and said calmly.
It was almost dark, but you could still see the sticks broken on the ground, the blood spilled, and the bells of the campus could be faintly heard.
It's not that he doesn't want to go to the hospital, but he doesn't have a penny on him, and the reason for this level of fighting is not sorted out, and once discovered by the school, withdrawal is inevitable.
"I don't quite know." Lin Heng looked at the blood flowing down his arm to his fingers with some worry.
"I will." Zong Que discerned the direction and said, "I remember that the house you rented is nearby, can I go to your place first?" The
current situation is not suitable for going home.
"Uh..." Lin Heng was slightly stunned, but he agreed, "Good." The
two backs were as slender, but the steps were light and heavy, and slowly disappeared from the muddy roadway.
......
The interior was warm and bright, different from the freezing cold of the spring rainy days outside, Zong Que cleaned the wound, cleaning the rubble that had accidentally seeped into it, and the piercing pain made him close his eyes for a moment before relieving himself.
The injuries hidden under his clothes were mostly lost thanks to the recovery potion, and at that time there was a scuffle in the roadway, I am afraid that even the people who injured him could not remember where they had been hit, and a small part of the injuries only needed to be disinfected and medicated.
After changing into clean and soft clothes placed at the door, when Zong Que opened the bathroom door, the door also opened from the outside, and the people who walked in put away their umbrellas and brought in a little spring rain and cold wave.
The young man hung the umbrella at the entrance, and when he closed the door and changed his slippers, he shivered slightly, as if he had integrated the warmth of this room into the bone marrow: "I bought the medicine you wanted, how to use it?"
"Thanks, I'll do it myself." Zong Que walked over and took the medicine bag, looked at the wetness on his shoulders and trouser legs, and said, "Do you want to take a bath, the water is still hot."
"Uh..." Lin Heng's eyes widened slightly, and he looked at the person in front of him with some surprise.
"How?" Zong Que asked.
"No, nothing." Lin Heng pursed the corners of his lips slightly, looking at the young man wearing his clothes in front of him, feeling that he didn't seem to be as fierce as he thought.
He actually said thank you.
1314: [Host, thank you this word will not come out of the original mouth, pay attention to OOC.]
【What happens if the ooc is over?】 Zong Que opened the medicine bag, discerned how to use it, and took out the cotton swab to apply the wound on his arm.
The strong color smell is accompanied by a cold and tingling sensation, which makes people subconsciously hold their breath.
[If it is discovered by people in this world, it may be pulled to do research.] 1314 lowered the mechanical voice, with a little bit of gloom.
Although the Origin World will not let the host be in danger, the host still needs to know how important it is to protect his own life.
What new host doesn't experience a few systematic scares.
Zong Que put down the cotton swab and cut the gauze sermon: [... I don't know him well. 】
The original body is indeed not familiar with Lin Heng, one is a poor student who mixes all day, fights all year round, and is barely left in school because of poverty, and the other is able to enter the top three of the grade every time, with a happy family, and a pillar in the eyes of teachers and parents, even if they are in the same classroom, the distance between the front and back is less than ten meters, but the gap is tens of millions.
Even if the homework is received, the students in the class will not pass in front of the original body, and the two of them may not be able to say three sentences in a semester.
It is also normal to have a biased perception of temperament because it is not familiar.
As for pulling to study, this threat system has been said three times, and none of them have been fulfilled.
"I'll help you." Lin Heng watched his action of sticking gauze to his arm with one hand, and said tentatively.
Zong Que glanced up at him, let go of his hand, and said, "Thank you." He
himself is indeed inconvenient, and the original temperament does not need to be completely changed, lest familiar people think that his temperament has changed greatly, but the two points of refusing to be thousands of miles away and not knowing how to be polite must be changed.
Multiple friends and many paths, this time he luckily met Lin Heng, and it may not be necessary to have such luck next time.
Lin Heng pulled the stool on the side and sat down, took the gauze and carefully attached it to the wound.
"Just tape it well." Zong Que handed over the medical tape.
"Good." Lin Heng glanced up at him and found that his injuries really didn't seem to be as tragic as before.
Maybe dipIt's someone else's blood, someone else's...
The young man lowered his eyes and cut the tape, carefully pasting it very regularly, but his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the doubts in his eyes could not be concealed at all.
"What do you want to ask?" Zong Que asked the third time he thought he hadn't been spotted and raised his eyes.
Lin Heng's movements froze, and he pondered for a moment and asked, "Who caused your injury?" Do you want to call the police?
At that time, the blood was all over the place, and he didn't know what happened, he just brought people back, as if in a dream, he forgot to call the police.
"I'll pick things first." Zong Que said calmly.
Lin Heng's hand attached to the gauze suddenly became heavy, and when his arm tightened, he released his hand and said, "I'm sorry!" I didn't mean to! Does it hurt you? Looking
at each other, Zong Que's expression was very calm, but Lin Heng was a little at a loss, and said for a while: "... I'm not trying to call the police and arrest you.
This room is just the two of them, and even if he wants to call the police, no one will find out even if he is killed.
Zong Que looked at the young man's tense body and almost completely held his breath: "You don't want to mix this matter. There
are social youths and students who fight with the original body, and the cause of the matter is that the original body wants to rob the students' living expenses, and of course they have not succeeded, and the students are in legitimate defense, but those social youths are not vegetarians.
Once he provoked those people, it would be detrimental to Lin Heng's present and future.
He can have a bright future, there is no need to walk in the sludge.
Lin Heng hesitated for a moment and didn't know what to say, Zong Que was lying in muddy water covered in blood, making him almost think that he was dead, but he had provoked the matter again.
The complexity of the problem was beyond what he could handle, and it didn't seem right to grasp it or not.
"Good." Lin Heng reached out and cut the tape and pasted the gauze.
On his arms, ankles, and the back of his head, the scars were a little long and shocking to him, but the people sitting there seemed to be used to it, and they didn't even frown.
"Can you lend me some money?" Zong Que looked at the dark sky outside and felt the movement above his head.
"Huh?" Lin Heng's action paused, and the scissors that had originally cut the tape deflected a little, and a strand of hair fell down his back.
Zong Que didn't seem to notice that Lin Heng pressed the drop of hair on the sofa on one knee, so as not to be killed by someone whose head can be cut off and the hair style cannot be chaotic: "Okay, how much do you want?"
1314 is extremely sharp-eyed: [Host, he cuts your hair.]
"A thousand." Zong Que's expression remained unmoved, [He is so easy to be remembered by thieves. 】
1314：【？ 】