Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

The young man in his arms was pale, with cold sweat on his forehead.

His lips were tightly closed, his bloodless lip line was stretched into a fragile arc, his long eyelashes were hanging down, and a dark and deep shadow was printed under the light. His eyes were not focused under the half-opened eyelids, and his back was a while. The position shivered slightly, like a dead leaf trembling in the cold wind.

The faint tremor oscillated like ripples.

Zuo Yan furrowed his brows, his hands supporting the other's thin shoulders.

His eyes were drooping, and his indistinct gaze patrolled the youth's face.

This is the second time that Zuo Yan has encountered this little star inexplicably on his own territory, and he never believed that there would be such a coincidence in this world, and he could be knocked into his arms by the same person within a week. Second-rate.

So, this is a desperate decision? Or deliberately approaching with ulterior motives?

According to his usual habits, it is estimated that he would have pushed the opponent directly away, turned and left, as if he was blowing the dust off his sleeves, and he would not care about it at all.

However, in fact, the moment he entered the bathroom, Zuo Yan saw the young man trembling on the sink.

The young man didn't seem to see him at the time, he just lowered his head in silence, his expression on his face was hidden by his forehead, he could only see his straight back trembling slightly, and the knuckles of the fingers clasped on the stage were white. , As if enduring something.

Like a ghost, Zuo Yan stopped.

He didn't turn around and leave.

In the next second, the other party seemed to be unable to support it, his knees softened, and he fell to the side uncontrollably.

At that instant, the flow of time seemed to have lost its meaning.

Zuo Yan felt his heart shrink slightly, as if an invisible hand was grabbing a hand on his heart, and his heart rhythm suddenly became imbalanced.

His body had already acted a step ahead of consciousness.

When Zuo Yan reacted, he had held the young man who was about to fall to the ground in his arms.

Just like last time.

He didn't know what caught his mind and disturbed his thoughts, but he was upset instinctively.

The nicks on Zuo Yan's eyebrows deepened.

He still remembers the other person's name—"Lunan?"

The other party did not respond, as if consciousness had been drawn away, his dark eyes were not focused, but they were trembling silently.

This kind of reaction, taking drugs?

Zuo Yan squinted his eyes without a trace. He let the other party lean on his shoulder and freed one hand to take out the phone.

"Drive the car to the door."

He commanded concisely.

Zuo Yan paused, and then added: "Call Dr. Zhao."

He hung up the phone with one hand and looked down at the other side's face again. The young man lowered his head, his soft hair hanging down, and a few wet black hairs stuck to his cheeks with sweat, his pale face was not bloody, as if some This kind of fragile and fragile artwork will melt under the dazzling sunlight with the touch of it.

Zuo Yan raised his hand and pushed the opponent's forehead behind his ears.

His fingertips stayed on the young man's cold and wet side face for a moment, and then slowly slipped along the curve of the lower jaw, and then retracted when he was about to touch his lips.

The man's expression was deep and indistinguishable, and there was a little unpredictable light in the depths of his pitch-black eyes.

——What if it has ulterior motives.

Since it bumped up again, don't even think about running away.

·

Dr. Zhao has been serving as Zuo’s family doctor for 20 years. This is not the first time he has been hurriedly called to Zuozhai.

He carried the medical kit and walked expertly into the house.

His employer, Zuo Yan, was already waiting for him.

Doctor Zhao asked, "Are you feeling sick?"

Zuo Yan shook his head: "It's not me."

He opened the door of the room behind him, turned around and walked inward first, followed by Doctor Zhao.

Doctor Zhao's eyes fell on the bed.

A young man who seemed to be in a coma was lying there. He said nothing, did not move, only the slight ups and downs of his chest could prove that he was a living person.

Having been a family doctor for the powerful, Dr. Zhao knows what to ask and what not to ask.

Knowing when to shut up is the most precious virtue.

He walked quickly to the bed, opened the medical kit and put it aside, and began to examine the patient.

The moment Doctor Zhao's stethoscope touched the opponent's chest, he could feel the opponent trembling involuntarily in a coma, as if he could still feel pain even at this time.

His movement paused, and then continued in a softer way.

Ten minutes later, Dr. Zhao put the examination equipment back into the medical box, his brows frowned tightly, as if he was puzzled by something.

Zuo Yan asked, "What's wrong with him?"

Dr. Zhao hesitated for a moment, and then slowly shook his head: "This... his body functions are all healthy. Through this simple examination, I don't know why he showed such a reaction."

Zuo Yan frowned.

He walked slowly to the foot of the bed, his fingers with well-knotted fingers pressed the guard at the foot of the bed, and his gaze fell on the young man who was still in a coma:

"Is it possible that he has taken any drugs?"

Dr. Zhao shook his head: "His pupils are not abnormal, and there are no signs of medication taken from the outside. There are no signs of increased blood pressure and heartbeat. It should not be any stimulant on the market, but his limbs are very different. Obviously has a stress response to touch..."

He wrinkled his brows in confusion: "If you are really worried... can you have a blood test?"

Zuo Yan nodded, his expression unchanged:

"Make one."

Since he decided to let someone follow him, his innocence must be guaranteed.

·

When Ge Xiu woke up, he didn't know where he was for a while.

The electric shock had already stopped, and there was dead silence in his ears, but his body seemed to still remember the terrifying pain, as if the electric current had melted into his blood, even now it was still sizzling.

Ge Xiu adjusted his breathing, blinked, and his vision slowly became clear again.

From the overall point of view, this electric shock is not a bad thing.

Before the punishment of the world began, the presiding judge had told Ge Xiu that the flow of time in the world and outside the world were different, which was obviously not just for efficiency.

The core of the whole event is Pandora, and the core of Pandora is mental power.

So in order to ensure the implementation of their plan, it is natural to ensure that the subject, that is, their own spirit, is in a state of high-speed operation, so that sufficient strength can be achieved, and compression of time is the easiest way.

This will inevitably lead to the inability of the outside world to observe the virtual world in real time.

But this time it was different.

This mission is very clearly pointing in the only direction-they are not only observing, but also real-time external control.

For this reason, they even did not hesitate to sacrifice efficiency, but also forced him to follow the plan.

——They are in a hurry.

Although it is just a simple act of preventing and imposing punishment, it can reveal too much information.

And the most important point is:

time limit.

The other party is in a hurry, and due to the deviation of the plan and the original trajectory, they have become more and more impatient, and there will be more and more attempts to interfere in the virtual world that has formed.

The blurry picture taken from a distance flashed through Ge Xiu's mind.

In the light blue nutrient solution, the man floated silently, and his long black hair fluttered, like a banner hunting in the strong wind.

The end of all these puzzles lies in him.

Ge Xiu stood up from the bed, his joints were aching, the previous pain was hidden in the gap between the muscles and bones, and his tentacles came out as he moved.

His fingers on his knees were still trembling slightly.

Ge Xiu frowned irritably, and flattened his trembling fingers with his other hand to prevent it from trembling physiologically.

He seemed to remember something, and reached out his hand and took the phone out of his pocket.

There has already been an uproar on the Internet. Wang Xuejiu obviously did more than one salting thing. His previous actions were more like throwing a boulder into the dark stagnant water, causing the rotten and smelly pool bottom silt to be rolled by waves. After exposing the bones and carrion hidden underneath to the public’s sight, more dark transactions and the industry chain were turned up, public opinion was instantly backlashed, the local police announced the case, and countless media spoke out-and Xingchen The large-scale changes in the stock market of entertainment companies and the change of ownership of the largest shareholders are uninterested.

The name Lu Nan has become a yellow flower of tomorrow, a bone that has been chewed and sucked many times by the public.

Ge Xiu checked his mailbox on the dark web.

A new email appeared in it. It was a message from his buyer this time, and he wanted to promote more cooperation.

He thought for a while and typed two words up:

"Can."

After all, whether it is investing in movies or interfering in the daily operation of entertainment companies, a lot of money is needed. It is of course a good choice to maintain a long-term cooperative relationship-especially the other party is generous, and the transaction is nearly ten times the reserve price.

Zuo Yan received a reply from the vice president on his phone:

XIU agreed.

He glanced at the message on the screen and replied: "Try to get closer."

After replying, Zuo Yan pressed off the phone screen, raised his hand and pushed open the closed door in front of him.

Perceiving the movement at the door, the young man sitting on the bed put down the phone and looked in his direction.

His condition was much better than before, but his complexion still showed a paleness that was about to dissipate, almost melting in the sunlight coming in from the window.

For the first time, Zuo Yan saw what the other party looked like when he was awake.

Not the first time of anger and aggression, or the second time of vulnerability and tremor.

The young man looked over quietly, his dark eyes were bottomless, and there was a strange alienation.

Zuo Yan's heart moved.

He has seen Lu Nan's appearance—in the photos taken by the media, young people with bright skins dodge in a panic, look lost, look dodging, and wince.

It's totally different from obviously...

"Woke up?"

He stepped into the room and asked faintly without any extra emotion in his low voice.

Ge Xiu squinted his eyes.

The man in front of him is tall and long in legs, has a noble temperament, and has a cool look in his eyes.

Perhaps it was because of the spiritual link between the two of them in the last world. Although it was only a glance, Ge Xiu immediately recognized who the other party was, as if the natural ripples in the soul, instinctively clearly knew the same kind of people. exist.

He is Lulai, Elino, Lovett, Hines.

Or... Pandora?