Chapter 1
[…light rain…light rain!]
Lian Yu suddenly sat up from the bed.
His back was covered in cold sweat, as if he had just crawled out of the water. Lian Yu gasped heavily for a few times before his heartbeat gradually calmed down.
After finally getting rid of the feeling of suffocation, my shoulders started to hurt again.
"hiss."
Lian Yu held the painful spot and pulled the corner of his mouth, then looked up at everything around him.
The hospital bed, the IV drip, the four white walls and the ventilator beside the bed are the wards.
And it's a very high-end single room.
There is an exquisite leather sofa set in the corner of the ward, and a floor-to-ceiling mirror next to the sofa. It can be seen that the residents of this ward care a lot about their image.
Lian Yu saw himself clearly in the mirror from a distance.
The sunlight poured in from the window, floating on the man's high nose bridge. His knife-thin lips were lightly pursed, like a cold white plaster statue. The whole person was cold and aloof, but his long eyelashes drooped, glooming the man's sharp lines.
Lian Yu smoothed her hair in front of the mirror, revealing a cocky expression that didn't match her appearance and temperament.
He's quite handsome, only three points less handsome than he is.
etc.
So, why is he here now?
[Because the world is about to end!]
An electronic sound rang in Lian Yu's mind, the tone was lively and brisk, which was inconsistent with the content.
"system?"
Lian Yu quickly realized what had happened.
A few minutes ago, his retirement application was rejected by the Space-Time Administration. The reason was that the protagonists who had been abused by him were filled with resentment and their small worlds were about to collapse.
So, his retirement was put on hold and he was forced to come back to fill the gap.
[Yes, yes, I am Xiaoyu's quest system this time. Just tell me to vomit.]
A mechanical rabbit jumped out of Lian Yu's mind, its round mechanical eyeballs flashing red, looking inexplicably weird.
"Tu Tu?"
Lian Yu stared at the subtitles in his mind and frowned:
"Who gave you this name?"
The taste is too bad.
Lian Yu complained silently in his heart.
Before he could get an answer, an angry shout suddenly came from outside the door.
"I don't want to see him!"
The next second, the ward door was slammed open.
A boy stumbled in unsteadily.
Lian Yu raised his eyes.
The boy was wearing a light grey sweatshirt, about 1.8 meters tall, with a notch at the end of his eyebrow that was shaved for some reason. His brows, which were 80% similar to Lian Yu's, were full of dissatisfaction.
Meeting his gaze, the boy froze for a moment, then stood up reluctantly.
Behind the boy, a person who looked like a secretary withdrew his hand and bowed respectfully to Lian Yu: "Mr. Lian."
Seeing that Lian Yu had no intention of talking to him, the secretary bowed and left the ward, considerately closing the door.
There were only two people left in the room staring at each other.
The boy snorted coldly, his expression full of disdain, but his body was in a defensive posture.
"If Mom hadn't told me to do this, I wouldn't care if you lived or died! You narcissistic capitalist, damned celestial dragon alpha, oppressive old bastard!"
After hearing this string of words that sounded like the names of dishes, Lian Yu frowned slightly and narrowed his eyes.
"you……"
A sense of oppression suddenly rose.
The boy glared at her: "What do you mean?"
The situation is tense.
"Who is it?" Lian Yu looked confused.
The air was stagnant for a moment, and the boy opened his mouth and uttered a monotonous syllable: "Huh?"
[It’s your younger brother.]
Tutu jumped out at this time.
[World 1: The scumbag A who forced the beta bottom to undergo glandular reconstruction surgery]
Green pixel fonts popped out one by one, and Lian Yu remembered something.
In this world, he plays the role of a hypocritical president who forces the protagonist to commit to him in the name of funding. He sends the protagonist to the operating table for glandular reconstruction surgery, and is finally sent to prison by the protagonist, who is also his own brother.
The protagonist is now poking Lian Yu's head with great interest, with a look of gloating on his face.
"Hey, you really don't remember? Amnesia? Didn't you say it was your shoulder that was injured? How come your head was also damaged?"
Lian Yu grabbed the other person's hand and asked, "How did I get this injury?"
"You've done so much evil, and now you're getting your comeuppance." The protagonist chuckled, made a gun gesture, and blasted him on the head: "It must be some poor little omega you abandoned. I actually admire that guy. A heartless person deserves a bullet."
"Lian Yang."
Lian Yu suddenly made a sound.
The pistol against the side of his head suddenly froze.
The two met eyes, and Lian Yu sneered and curled his eyes.
"No, I didn't lose my memory." Lian Yang suddenly withdrew his hand, obviously a little panicked.
Lian Yu lay back and said, "Go out."
"ah."
Lian Yang opened his mouth, obviously not expecting Lian Yu to let him go like this.
Walking to the door, Lian Yang hesitated for a few seconds, then suddenly turned back.
"that!"
Lian Yang touched his cheek awkwardly:
"I heard from mom that you're going to sponsor an orphanage... Can I come with you? I'm free tomorrow anyway."
Funding.
Oh, right, funding.
At this point in time, the funding has not yet started and he has not yet met the protagonist.
Lian Yu had an idea in his mind.
Since the plot hasn't started yet, there's still time for everything.
"Can."
Lian Yu sat up from the hospital bed, the pain twitching slightly as his lips steadied as he tried to catch his breath. His light blue hospital gown fell, covering the bruises on the back of his hand.
He walked out of the ward:
"You will attend the meeting with the orphanage tomorrow in my place."
"What?--"
Lian Yang was still shouting something behind him, but Lian Yu ignored him and just walked down the stairs slowly.
As long as he doesn't meet the protagonist, the other party will have no reason to hate him. Since the protagonist has no resentment, how can the small world collapse?
At this rate of repair, retirement is just around the corner, right?
[Smart! Xiaoyu! Smart!]
Tutu jumped out to agree.
"Keep a low profile." Lian Yu waved his hand.
Jiejiejiejiejiejiejiejiejie——
When Lian Yu thought about how easily he had completed the task, he almost wanted to laugh out loud.
But before he could laugh out loud, he was attracted by the noise in the emergency room.
Lian Yu couldn't help but look over there.
"Please save her!"
In the emergency room, the young man pleaded anxiously, but the medical staff next to him just shook their heads, looking very embarrassed.
In the young man's arms, a pale and thin girl was lying limply.
Lian Yu saw the bloody back of her neck at a glance.
How could he get injured like this when he's so young?
Lian Yu frowned and strode towards the young man.
"What's wrong?"
A powerful voice fell, and the young man suddenly raised his head.
The soft black bangs were wet with sweat and stuck to the young man's smooth and white forehead.
A pair of dark, moist eyes peeked out from under the bangs, and Lian Yu saw his own reflection in them.
Lian Yu was stunned: "Xiao Qing?"
The young man seemed stunned: "Do you know me?"
"...No." Lian Yu shook his head.
The noise around him urged Lian Yu to focus back on the present. He lowered his head and looked at the child in the young man's thin arms.
"gentlemen!"
The young man stumbled forward, his slender fingertips grasping the corner of Lian Yu's raincoat, and soon a pool of bright red spread out. Tears kept falling, and the young man choked and begged:
"Please save Flash. Please!"
"Hey, didn't I tell you?" the medical staff frowned, "If you don't pay, how can we treat you? If you're really anxious, just find a way to raise the money quickly—"
"I'll pay for it."
Lian Yu interrupted, taking Xiao Shan from the young man's arms neatly and commanding decisively: "Save the people first!"
The stretcher was pushed over quickly, its wheels slid across the floor, the monitoring equipment beeped, and it was pushed all the way into the operating room.
The operating room door was closed, blocking out any sound and leaving the people outside feeling apprehensive.
The young man held his hands to his chest and paced back and forth restlessly. Lian Yu watched him muttering something, as if he was reciting a prayer.
Suddenly, the prayer ceremony stopped.
He stopped in front of Lian Yu.
"gentlemen."
Lian Yu raised his head while calling out cautiously, and met those bright black eyes.
The eyes looked at him, clear and focused.
gentlemen
--senior.
Why did this person's eyes always remind him of another person?
There is a world of difference.
——
"senior."
The young man under the umbrella raised his head.
A pair of crimson eyes peeked out from under the umbrella, his snow-white hair and skin revealing a frail, sickly air. Even though he was indoors, the midday sun shone through the glass windows, forcing the young man to hold an umbrella.
Lian Yu saw his own figure in the other person's clear and focused eyes.
The hand holding the retirement application paused.
"Did I go the wrong way?"
Lian Yu retreated back outside and looked at the metal sign hanging on the door again:
Retirement Office.
You’re not in the wrong place.
"The person here originally went out for something, so he asked me to cover for him for a day." Seeing through Lian Yu's confusion, the young man spoke.
"I see."
The last bit of doubt in his heart vanished, and Lian Yu smiled. He placed his retirement application on the table, then walked over as usual, rubbing the young man's soft, cool head.
"I'm retired, Xiaoqing, don't be sad."
As a national treasure-level veteran employee of the Time Management Bureau with 800 years of service, Lian Yu could not be happier to be able to retire.
If there is one person I am reluctant to part with, it is probably this junior.
Most of the younger generations in the bureau were afraid of him because of the horror legend. Only the young man in front of him, although cold in nature, never alienated Lian Yu. Instead, he was very dependent on Lian Yu.
"Well," Qing lowered her eyes and forced a smile, "Congratulations."
Vaguely sensing that the other party seemed a little out of sorts, Lian Yu withdrew his hand: "Okay, I won't disturb you from working anymore. Goodbye."
Walking out, Lian Yu was about to close the door.
"See you tomorrow."
There was a soft sound, and Lian Yu paused, suspecting that it was just his illusion.
The next day, Lian Yu received a retirement application with a red stamp of "Rejected."
——
"gentlemen?"
My thoughts were brought back to reality. In front of me, the young man was tilting his head. I was a little confused as to why he suddenly became distracted.
Why did I suddenly remember what happened that day?
Lian Yu shook his head: "I'm fine."
The young man breathed a sigh of relief.
Then the inky butterfly wings trembled and suddenly lifted up:
"Thank you, sir. I will repay you, I will definitely repay you!"
The young man repeated, his pretty features wrinkled as if he was struggling to express his gratitude with his meager words.
Amused by his serious yet sincere expression, Lian Yu touched the other person's frowning brow soothingly: "Okay, then I'll leave it to you next time."
The young man's whole body stiffened, as if he was under a spell.
After a while, it finally thawed slowly:
“Okay, okay!”
Lian Yu found it a little funny.
"Why are you so nervous?"
He pulled the young man to sit on the empty chair beside him. "I'm a little curious how the child got injured like that? A place like that, the gland, shouldn't be an accident, right?"
The young man shook his head, his expression filled with hatred: "Xiao Shan was attacked by an alpha, those beasts——"
His fists clenched violently, and his breathing gradually became rapid, but finally, the young man loosened his grip and covered his face.
"It's all my fault. I didn't protect Little Flash. It's all my fault. I knew the danger and knew something like this happened not long ago, but I still neglected it."
"Just happened?"
Lian Yu frowned.
"Does this kind of thing happen often? And no one cares?"
"it's useless."
The young man shook his head, as if extremely tired. "The living environment of omegas is not valued to begin with, let alone these unaccompanied children."
No relatives?
Lian Yu suddenly realized something and stared at the young man's face.
Over the past eight hundred years, he'd tortured at least two thousand and eighty protagonists. He certainly couldn't remember their faces, but if he said he had no relatives...
"gentlemen?"
The young man felt embarrassed by his stare and touched his nose nervously: "Is there something on my face?"
"What's your name?" Lian Yu asked.
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