Influence the villain [Quick Transmigration]

The toe of Zhong Xi's shoe pressed against the crack of the door: "Let me in."

Lin Beici's cheeks were flushed from the heat, he was so dazed but still remembered that no one could enter his private territory, he instinctively wanted to close the door, but Zhong Xi was prepared for it, kicked it slightly, and the door opened immediately.

Lin Beici shouted: "Wow——"

Zhong Xi didn't care what he was saying, and walked in with his legs up.

Lin Beici was forced to take a few steps back. Seeing that he couldn't be stopped, he turned around in a hurry in the room, still muttering: "My house is flooded, my house is flooded!"

For Lin Beici, the Zhongxi that broke into his house without authorization is not much different from the flood that washed away his belongings in the middle of the night.

The scourge Zhong Xi ruthlessly rushed in.

It's just that after closing the door, when he looked back, Zhong Xi's face turned green.

Lin Beici lives alone in a small two-bedroom house of about [-] square meters. It stands to reason that one person's daily necessities don't take up much space, but Lin Beici doesn't know where the supernatural power came from. The whole living room is actually on the table. It was full of messy things, and apart from the porch, there was not even a place to stay.

What Zhong Xi couldn't stand the most was that the whole living room was still filled with the smell of instant noodles, which was very disgusting.

Zhong Xi grabbed Lin Beici, who was circling beside him, and asked him forcefully, "I told you to have a good dinner at night, what did you eat?"

Lin Beici wanted to run, but his feet were fluttering and he didn't know where to run, so he slammed into the shoe cabinet in the entrance, but fortunately Zhong Xi quickly blocked him so that he didn't get caught.

Seeing that he was in a daze from burning, Zhong Xi was angry and anxious, and helplessly grabbed his hand and trapped him in his arms: "Don't make trouble."

Lin Beici had just taken a shower, and his hair was still wet. The TV in the living room was connected to a game console, and the screen was the scene of the death of a character, and there was a box of instant noodles on the ground beside him.

Zhong Xi was so angry that his head hurt, and he forced Lin Beici, who couldn't help but thump, to carry him back to the bedroom.

Opening the door of the bedroom, Zhong Xi almost went blind. The bedroom was messier than the living room.

Lin Bei couldn't help but to blow his hair, he couldn't let go of his struggle, but he didn't admit defeat in his mouth, he was still yelling: "Let go! Get out!"

With one free hand, Zhong Xi put aside the old comic books and an old guitar on the bed, and pressed the limp Lin Beici on the bed.

As soon as Lin Beici got on the bed, he seemed to have found a shelter, and he got under the quilt with his feet, leaving only a furry head exposed.

Zhong Xi reached into the quilt, touched Lin Beici's forehead, and felt that his palm was burning hot, so he patted Lin Beici's head angrily: "Forget it if you burn it to death."

Lin Beici was muttering, but he didn't know what he was talking about.

Zhong Xi asked him: "Is there any antipyretic medicine?"

Lin Beici stared in bewilderment: "24."

Zhong Xi frowned: "What?"

Lin Beici opened a slit, revealing one eye quietly, with mist in his eyes, which made people feel distressed. He repeated in a low voice: "24."

Zhong Xi gave up communicating with him, and still planned to go downstairs to buy it by himself.

Just as he was about to stand up, he saw a water glass on the table beside him. There was a label on the glass, and a number could be vaguely seen on it.

Zhong Xi frowned, picked up the cup and glanced at it, and found that there was a 48 on the label.

48?

Going around the room again, I found that most of the things seemed to be numbered, even the table was numbered 6-3.

The corners of Zhong Xi's lips twitched, and he probably knew what Lin Beici was talking about 24. After searching for a long time in the room and living room, he finally found the antipyretic medicine in a drawer numbered 24.

Zhong Xi sighed, boiled the water and let it cool for a while, then took it to the bedroom and told Lin Beici to take medicine.

Lin Beici still only left his head on the outside of the quilt. As soon as Zhong Xi sat down, he immediately shrank back inside, not wanting to come out.

Zhong Xi had no choice but to coax him: "Come and eat your 24."

Lin Beici said in a muffled voice, "Go out."

Zhong Xi said, "You take medicine when I go out?"

The quilt moved, probably nodding.

Zhong Xi had no choice but to put the medicine and water on the table, turned around and went out.

Lin Beici nestled under the quilt, heard the sound of the door closing gently, and nestled for a long time before he poked his head out cautiously like a hamster. He looked around and found that Zhong Xi had really gone out. Only then did I breathe a sigh of relief.

He got up, stared at the "24" and "48" on the table for a long time, then picked them up with soft hands, and ate them in one bite.

He drank a full glass of water and fell back on the bed.

At this time, the bedroom door was opened again, Zhong Xi stood at the door: "Have you eaten?"

Lin Beici quickly got under the quilt again.

Zhong Xi looked at the absence of water and medicine on the table, sighed lightly, walked up and touched the quilt lightly, and said, "Have a good rest, I will come to you in the morning."

Lin Beici yelled in a muffled voice under the quilt: "Get out! Get out! Get out!"

Zhong Xi: "..."

Zhong Xi had no choice but to "flow" out.

***

Lin Beici took antipyretics, and lay in bed for a long time. When he got up the next morning, the fever had subsided. He sat on the bed and rubbed his eyes for a long time before he realized what happened yesterday.

"Ah—" Lin Beici was ashamed and angry, hugging the pillow and kicking wildly on the bed.

What a shame!

Lin Beici thought to himself that it would be fine to let others see his sick appearance. Yesterday, a stranger even broke into his private territory and saw his stupid appearance.

Lin Beici jumped up suddenly, and said angrily uncontrollably: "Where is the face of our school bully?!"

...I have never seen myself calling myself a school bully.

Lin Xiaoba was ashamed while thinking about how to stop Zhong Xi and beat him up after school today.

Just as he was about to call his follower with his mobile phone, he heard someone knocking on the door.

Lin Beici frowned and walked out of the bedroom. What happened yesterday cast a shadow on him. This time he learned a lesson, instead of opening the door directly, he looked out through the peephole.

I just glanced at it and found that there was no one outside at all.

Lin Beici looked on tiptoe in doubt for a long time, but there was indeed no one.

He was just about to turn around to wash up when the door rang again.

Lin Beici glanced again and found that no one was there. He opened the door suspiciously and poked his head out to look outside.

As soon as he poked his head out, one hand grabbed a bunch of raised hair on his forehead.

Lin Beici's hair is about to explode!

Zhong Xi walked over from the side with a half-smile, pulled his hair, and said lightly: "Hiding me, have you grown up?"

Lin Beici stared at him with wide eyes: "You, you, you, you..."

Zhong Xi squeezed open the door and put Lin Beici's hair down after he entered. He swept away a pile of clutter numbered from 23456 to n on the table, put down the steamed stuffed bun soy milk he just bought in his hand, and said casually: "I It's called Zhong Xi, if you remember wrongly, you can try it?"

Lin Beici immediately retorted: "I'm not mistaken, I remember it."

Zhong Xi didn't know as well as him, and glanced at his messy living room: "Eat quickly, and go to school after eating."

Lin Beici usually only gnaws two slices of bread in the morning, and rarely eats such a hot thing, and he is not polite to Zhong Xi, grabbing the buns and gnawing, saying vaguely: "I won't go, I want to skip class .”

Zhong Xi didn't seem to hear it, and looked at the time: "I'll give you 10 minutes."

Lin Beici gnawed the steamed stuffed bun three times, five times and two times, and said, "I won't go, I won't go."

Zhong Xi dragged him out of the house by his collar.

Lin Beici originally wanted to struggle desperately, but the two of them were already on the road, and they could meet someone from the same school at any time, so he had no face to struggle, so he could only suck the soy milk in a muffled voice and follow Zhong Xi.

Zhong Xi carried a blue insulated box and handed it to Lin Beici: "This is boiled fish soup, don't forget to drink it at noon."

Lin Beici bit down the straw of the soy milk, bent down and looked at the little whale on the insulated box: "Fish soup? You made it?"

Zhong Xi nodded.

Lin Beici: "Can you still make fish soup?"

Zhong Xi nodded, and handed him a small cloth bag: "This one contains medicine, don't forget to take it half an hour after meals."

Lin Beici was the most annoyed to take medicine, and frowned: "I have already subsided my fever, so I don't need to take it."

Zhong Xi knew that he couldn't be hard with him, so he coaxed: "Let's eat for another day, and I'll bring you milk tea tomorrow, okay?"

Lin Beici's eyes lit up, so he had no choice but to say reluctantly, "I'm a little dizzy again, let's eat."

Zhong Xi patted his head in satisfaction.

Lin Beici lived alone when he was very young, and he lacked love. This was the first time someone touched his head so gently. He looked up at Zhong Xi in a daze, his face was a little confused, as if he was indifferent to this strange The feeling is very unaccustomed.

Seeing his expression, Zhong Xi felt even more distressed. Just as he was about to touch him again, he saw Lin Beici's expression suddenly changed, he slapped his hand away, and glared at him with puffed cheeks.

Zhong Xi was still wondering, when he saw a few boys from Class F running past in a hurry, they looked a little scared of Lin Beici, and disappeared like a rabbit.

When the person left and disappeared, Lin Beici restrained his anger, squinted his eyes, his hands were still pointing, wondering if he was resenting those classmates for ruining the good thing about him being patted on the head, and planned to go back to school and beat him up people go.

Zhong Xi sighed secretly, feeling that Lin Beici's habit of wanting to beat someone up when he didn't like it would not change for a while.

The two continued to walk, and Zhong Xi drew the map to find the supermarkets around the community, planning to buy some storage racks to help Lin Beici tidy up the pile of numbered sundries.

He asked casually, "Are there any arrangements after class?"

Lin Beici felt that he should have the dignity of a school bully, so he hurriedly said, "Of course I do. I'm busy. The first thing I do after school is to take someone to smash down that unscrupulous milk tea shop yesterday."

Zhong Xi: "..."

Zhong Xi frowned: "Smashing shops? Do you often smash other people's shops?"

Actually, no, but Lin Beici wanted to brag: "I can't count the shops I smashed. I smashed the closed ones at the school gate."

Zhong Xi could see that he was blowing, so he didn't bother to talk to him.

He finally realized that although Lin Beici looked full of malice, he was actually a brat who deliberately did some things to attract attention in order to find a sense of presence, and he only talked about people.

Zhong Xi found the location of the supermarket: "Go to the supermarket with me after school."

Lin Beici said, "I won't go, I have other arrangements."

Zhong Xi asked, "What?"

"Fight." Lin Beici said, "Didn't we make an appointment yesterday, and today we have an appointment to fight on the playground."

Zhong Xi frowned, this brat, why is he still thinking about fighting?

Lin Beici said: "If I win, you have to fall in love with me."

Zhong Xi said: "Fight, fight now."

Lin Beici: "..."

The author has something to say: I am so busy after school.