When a straight man is bound to the matchmaker system [Transmigration Book]

For a moment, Chen Ming felt that he was just dreaming. He closed his eyes and opened them again, but the scene in front of him did not change at all.

How is this going?He... returned to the real world?

The current situation is puzzling, but before he can think about it carefully, the two faces in front of him suddenly zoom in, it is his father and mother in isolation suits: "Son, you are awake, your father and I are dying of panic Already!"

His hometown is in the south of the Yangtze River, half a border away from the university in the imperial capital. His parents must have heard the news of his car accident and rushed over day and night. His eyes were bloodshot, and even the tips of his hair were stained with gray.

"sorry……"

The ventilator covered the lower half of Chen Ming's face. He gasped for breath with difficulty, and said slowly, "I made you...worry..."

"Silly boy, what are you talking about? You're fine. Everything will be fine for me and your dad." Mother Chen wiped her tears while talking, while Father Chen patted her on the shoulder to comfort her, and her eyes were slightly red.

"Yeah, just wake up. The doctor issued a critical illness notice earlier, and your uncles and aunts stayed by your bedside for two whole nights without closing your eyes." A familiar voice suddenly sounded beside you, followed by a familiar handsome face. The face leaned forward, the black eyes were also extremely obvious, it wasn't his friend Xie Yicong, but who else.

"Since Xiao Ming has woken up, uncles and aunts, go and rest first, I'll just watch over here."

Chen's father and Chen's mother looked at each other, the tiredness in their eyebrows and eyes could not be concealed.

After they heard the news, they drove from the south without even caring about packing their luggage.The journey was bumpy and tiring, and when I came to the hospital, I was faced with a huge blow from the critical illness notice. Up to now, I have been physically and mentally exhausted.

Seeing Chen Ming wake up, the boulder hanging in their hearts fell to the ground, their tense nerves relaxed and they couldn't bear the exhaustion, their legs and feet suddenly became weak, and sleepiness hit like a tide.Even if he wanted to stay in the ward for a while longer, he couldn't bear the fatigue of his body, so he had to temporarily rest on the sofa outside the ward.

Xie Yicong told the nurse outside the door to fetch two thin quilts for Chen's father and Chen's mother, then turned around and entered the door, moved a swivel chair and sat beside Chen Ming: "You really scared me to death at that time. Have you ever felt the feeling of being the first eyewitness? This is much more exciting than the pictures of criminal investigation courseware!"

Speaking of which, he couldn't help but be afraid. That day, he was a step slower than Chen Ming, and he only had time to catch the child pushed by that person, and then he watched helplessly as the child was hit by the car that accelerated suddenly, went a few meters away, and fell to the ground. In a pool of blood.

He didn't know how he ran to that person, how he called the emergency number, and rushed that person to the hospital for emergency treatment.These three days were not only a heart-breaking torture for Chen's father and mother, but also a torment of self-blame and guilt for him.After all, if he had moved faster at that time, perhaps Chen Ming would have survived...

"Brother Cong...it's okay, I don't blame you..."

The two were classmates for three years in high school and roommates for one year in college. Needless to say, they had a deep revolutionary friendship and knew each other very well.Chen Ming smiled and shook his head, signaling that he doesn't need to blame himself too much:

"This ventilator...is very uncomfortable, can you help me...take it off?"

Hearing this, Xie Yicong cast a questioning look at the doctor at the side, and after getting an affirmative answer, he carefully took off the breathing mask on Chen Ming's face.Freed from the shackles, Chen Ming suddenly felt that his breath became much smoother, and his words were no longer as difficult as before: "These days, thank you very much."

"What is this? We have been friends for so many years, and if I don't help at all, do I still have a conscience?"

Xie Yicong sighed half distressed and half amused, his pity glanced over Chen Ming's body that was wrapped up like a mummy:

"It's just that your injury is really not optimistic. Not only are there multiple fractures all over the body, but there is also a large amount of fluid in the abdominal cavity. The most terrible thing is that the head was hit, and there is blood in the brain.

It turns out... Is my inexplicable coma time travel caused by cerebral hemorrhage?

Chen Ming was not convinced by this explanation, but at this time he had a headache and couldn't think deeply, so he could only force a smile: "Since I have been injured, I can only wait for it to recover slowly. By the way, Brother Cong, I Thinking... please do me a favor."

"You said?" Xie Yicong raised his eyebrows, motioning for him to continue.

"Do you still remember that self-recommended novel we found in the tree hole in the school half a year ago? It's called "Ten Miles of Red Makeup in Chaos in Beijing", which was serialized on the Chishui Chinese website," Chen Ming cleared his throat and said uncomfortably, "I want to ask you to search for this novel for me and show me the plot."

After all, it was read half a year ago, even if he is Zhi Duoxing, he can't remember many details.

Although he has left the world of novels now, and the identity of the sword spirit has been completely annihilated due to the fact that his life value has returned to zero, revisiting the plot has no real meaning, but he can't help but want to read it, and want to know the life of that person. track.

What kind of person will he grow into, what kind of splendid life will he have, and will he inadvertently think of himself, this ignorant and reckless little sword spirit?

"Are you poisonous? When did you still want to read novels?" Xie Yicong took a breath in surprise, "Could it be that you hurt your head, so your acting style is different from before?"

"No, I'm sober."

Chen Ming couldn't help laughing, and accidentally touched the wound on his chest, and immediately grinned in pain, and sighed for a while before calming down.

"Don't, don't, don't get excited, I'll just find it for you."

Frightened enough by his untouchable physical condition, Xie Yicong shook his head helplessly, took out the computer from the schoolbag beside him, connected to the hotspot of his mobile phone, and switched to the homepage of Chishui Chinese Website: ""Ten Miles of Red Makeup in Chaos in Beijing", right?"

"En." A short word, but it seems extremely urgent.Chen Ming stared at him without blinking, entered the title of the book and pressed Enter to search, and then clicked on the link, but the page that popped up instantly disappointed him:

"The article you are looking for has been locked or deleted by the website, and you will be redirected to another page in 5 seconds."

"Xiao Ming, are you sure you remember correctly?" Xie Yicong tried several times without giving up, but the result was still unsatisfactory, either being locked and jumping, or the red letter 404.

what on earth is it?

"It's okay, don't worry, let's see if there are any pirated texts." As expected of an old Jianghu who has been on the XX network disk for many years, Xie Yicong closed the page and opened the search engine to directly search for the title of the book.

But what they didn't expect was that it was because the book was so cold that no one cared about it.He searched all kinds of piracy websites and resource databases, but found no trace of this article. Instead, works such as "Ten Miles of Red Makeup Overbearing Prince Falls in Love with Me" and "Ten Miles of Red Makeup: I Am Your White Moonlight" emerged endlessly.

Chen Ming, Xie Yicong: emmmmm......

Perhaps this is God's will.

Depression is inevitable. Once the hopeful mood fails, the pain in the whole body will be unbearable.

Chen Ming frowned, feeling pain like a pinprick in the wound, cold sweat soon broke out on his pale face, and his face flushed a little.Xie Yicong noticed his strange condition, and hurriedly called the doctor beside him:

"what happened to him?"

"The effect of the anesthetic after the patient's operation has disappeared, and the wound is inflamed and swollen, so he will feel a little hot." The doctor raised his hand to test the temperature of Chen Ming's forehead, and then nodded to the nurse outside the door. "I will inject some anti-inflammatory and sedative injections for him now." If you have no other symptoms tonight, you can be transferred to the general ward."

"That's good."

Xie Yicong heaved a sigh of relief, moved his mind slightly, leaned over to Chen Ming's ear and whispered, "You can rest at ease, since this author once recommended his own article in the tree hole, he will leave the code IP. I Use a hotspot program to try to crack it, if it goes well, it can be done in a few hours."

The nurse quickly poured the medicine into the bottle, Chen Ming's mind was in chaos, he just said too much, now he just felt limp and unable to use his strength, so he nodded weakly and fell asleep.

Perhaps it was the effect of the medicine, this time he slept extremely darkly, but his heart was always in a state of panic and nothing to rely on.

Bizarre scenes flashed in front of my eyes, sometimes it was Luo Huaqing sitting in front of the window with draped clothes and hugging her knees, her narrow eyes were dark and tears were dimming; dissipate.

There are many other faces, Bai Jinman, Fang Muci, Qiu Hezi, Xiao Rufu, and even the system in silver and gray clothes, all flashed into my mind one by one.

He couldn't lie to himself, he couldn't leave without any worries, and he still hoped to see Luo Huaqing grow up, to see him become mature and resolute step by step, to break through the thorns in the way he came, and aspire to Xuanyin's victory.

And... If the future is really happy with Fang Muci, he can barely act as a best man or something, at least as a witness of happiness.

The more he thought about it, the more sad he became. He frowned in his sleep, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye like a star.

Xie Yicong, who was sitting by the side, took a tissue to wipe away his tears, and found that his lips were moving, as if he was muttering something. He leaned close to his lips to listen carefully, and barely caught a few vague syllables:

"Qingqing...want...you..."

"Kiss? Xiao Ming, what the hell are you talking about?"

Xie Yicong's face suddenly wrinkled into bun folds, this affectionate tone, the inseparable tone, no matter how you hear it, it is no different from the love words between lovers.

But as far as he knew, Chen Ming, like himself, was an older young man waiting to be married. When was a 19-year-old solo mother, when there was a new movement, he didn't even know about it?

You agreed to walk together for the rest of your life, but you have X friends, which really makes people have to be superior.

Really... Strange!

The author has something to say: Hahahaha, do you still remember Brother Cong?It's the one we met in Chapter 1~

It’s also a little cute hahahaha, it’s considered a technical geek~

Can Xiao Ming see the development of the plot as he wishes?

And the return plot is loading, so stay tuned!

The next chapter will be messed with, so stop for a while, see you at 25:24 on the [-]th~ Than Xinxin~