Dressed as a Heartthrob Boyfriend [Transmigration Book]

The height of the second floor does not seem to be very high. Only when you fall on it yourself can you understand that it is just a look.

He was taken to the hospital by an ambulance in the middle of the night, busy going through the formalities for a stranger, finally getting everything done, Xie Ning sat by the hospital bed, staring straight at the plastered leg in front of him, his mind was full of criminal Liability and Civil Disputes.

The boy on the hospital bed was wearing the school uniform of Nangao, and he was staring at him like he was staring at the plaster cast.

"You belong to Yangcheng." The other party said affirmatively.

Xie Ning lowered his head, he was only wearing ordinary casual clothes.

"Yeah." He nodded stiffly, a little uncomfortable being stared at by the young man.

The main reason is that the gaze was too calm, so calm that he couldn't connect with the person who had no image and wailed in pain 10 minutes ago.

"you know me?"

The boy rubbed his nose in embarrassment, avoiding his eyes and said, "I saw you come back in school uniform, don't worry, this leg has nothing to do with you, it's because I didn't step on it properly today."

Xie Ning slightly widened his eyes: "So the movement outside the window these days is because you are... climbing the stairs?"

"I came back late from work. A few days ago, I heard Grandma Li said that you had inquired about my work, so I guessed that I might have disturbed you."

Speaking of this, he seemed a little embarrassed, and quickly glanced at Xie Ning: "It's only the third floor. I live upstairs from you. If you climb the stairs, you have to pass by. I didn't expect there to be noise."

"...So that's how it is."

He never expected that the strange sound that has been tossing for several days turned out to be like this. Xie Ning's complicated emotions were beyond words, not to mention ghosts, even thieves were imagined.

Thinking about it, the other party would pass by the window of his room every night, and the sound of the door opening upstairs happened to disappear a few days ago. After calming down and thinking about it, he could find the connection. They are all occupied by those who have nothing.

But even if it's on the third floor, slandering rock climbing in the middle of the night every day is really crazy!

Xie Ning couldn't help but look at his hands, which were exposed outside his sleeves, with sharp joints. They were not particularly fair, and there were a few faint scars and calluses, which were in line with his master's madness.

But judging by the way this man was screaming and making noise just now, he seemed to be particularly sensitive to pain, how dare he dare to imitate Spider-Man every day in black light.

Xie Ning's gaze fell back to his plastered left foot. He thought it was not his fault, but now he was suddenly not sure.

After all, it was because he curiously asked the grandma in the neighborhood when he was chatting, and the other party stopped going through the main entrance. The original intention of climbing the stairs was just to not disturb his rest, and the reason for the fall could not be separated from him.

"Or let's share the medical expenses equally." The more Xie Ning thought about it, the more he couldn't let it go: "I'm also responsible."

If Xie's family still had the same conditions as before, Xie Ning would definitely give him the best treatment without hesitation.

However, since Duan Ling was invited to be a guest when he mentioned his birthday last time, the family's food expenses have been consumed like water. It is all the price of Xie Xie's practice of cooking, so he has to plan carefully in various aspects.

The young man laughed, and his dimples were faintly visible: "I said it's not your problem, but you, you have been frightened these days."

Perhaps it was because of Xie Ning's panicked appearance when he pulled the curtains that he thought of him shivering under the covers. The boy turned his head away and held back his laugh for a few seconds, and when he turned around, he already had a very guilty look.

Xie Ning blinked, thinking he had misread.

"I'll just pay for the medical expenses myself, and you don't have to share them equally."

Although I felt a little bit sorry, but the other party didn't accept it, Xie Ning didn't intend to force it: "Then..."

However, before he could take advantage of the opportunity to agree, the boy interrupted and added another sentence.

"But I live with my younger sister, as it is now." He pointed his chin towards his plastered leg: "It may be a bit inconvenient to live in daily life. The neighbor, Grandma Li, is getting old, so..."

"I can help you." Xie Ning said without thinking, "If you need help with anything, just come downstairs and find me."

The young man rolled his dark eyes and showed him a grateful smile.

Indirectly causing others to break their legs cannot be treated as nothing happened. To some extent, this is the best solution.

Xie Ning felt a little relieved, and said, "I usually leave school at about six o'clock, and I may come back later due to special circumstances."

The boy smiled and nodded, as if he was completely accommodating to his time.

"I know Yangcheng's schedule. I leave school half an hour earlier than you, and I can't work part-time recently. Let's exchange numbers."

When he said that he couldn't work part-time, the boy sighed, his face was obviously a little frustrated, thinking that he had messed up his work, Xie Ning's feelings of guilt roiled again, and he nodded and agreed without thinking.

"Okay, let's exchange numbers, if you encounter any inconvenience, please feel free to contact me!"

After the two changed their mobile phones and each entered their own numbers, the boy took back his mobile phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xie Ning? It sounds familiar."

He frowned and pondered for a while, but he couldn't figure out why, he put the familiarity behind him, and looked up at Xie Ning who was staring blankly at the phone screen.

"You are Meng, Meng...?!"

"Hey, you've heard of me too? I don't seem to have a very good reputation in Yangcheng. Don't worry, [-]% of them are nonsense. You have a lot of children in Yangcheng, and half of them have some brain problems."

He tilted his head and smiled, his eyes were deep, but also had the light unique to young people, like the sunset with its afterglow at dusk.

"My name is Meng Jijiu. I'm looking forward to the everlasting Jijiu, Xie Ning. I'll trouble you to take care of me in the future."

……

After getting rid of the strange noise outside the window, Xie Ning's life was barely back on track, or before the phone rang, it was back on track.

He and Duan Ling haven't had much contact recently, and the progress of breaking up has been stuck in the final stage.

For some reason, Xie Ning always felt that Duan Ling must never let Duan Ling know that he and Meng Jijiu had a relationship. Obviously, the breakup would happen in less than half a month.

On this side, he regained his energy. On the other side, He Manjuan, who had gotten rid of the sea of ​​questions, was alive and well, and turned back into a cat scroll scurrying around on various floors.

During the lunch break, Xie Ning finished eating the bread, took out the [Live Analysis of the Heartthrob] and was about to make the next breakup plan, He Manjuan swaggered into the third shift.

"Little bitch, what are you doing?"

Taking back the notebook halfway, Xie Ning glanced at him, but said nothing.

Although He Manjuan is silly and sweet, everyone has taught him very strictly since he was a child. Otherwise, he would not be able to swear, so he only dared to beat around the bush and scold 'you, meow', because he was afraid that his pedantic father would accidentally break his legs when he heard swear words. .

Seeing the problem at a glance, He Manjuan cleared his throat: "... that's all right, all right, let's not call you the boss!"

Sitting down on the seat vacated by Ye Xuan, he asked curiously, "Why don't you have lunch with Brother Ling at noon? How did you date?"

The plan can't be finalized for the time being, and he couldn't figure out why he came, Xie Ning sighed, and said perfunctorily, "Didn't you pester him at noon, I went to find him for dinner, what do you do?"

He Manjuan was taken aback for a moment, it seemed to make sense.

If Brother Ling had dinner with Xie Ning, he would be superfluous!

Unexpectedly, the reason was her own, He Manjuan was genuinely moved, and then looked at Xie Ning's eyes that were straight and gentle, the more he looked at him, the more he felt that he was really considerate of others, but he was really a good person.

It's no wonder that Brother Ling has also fallen into the gentleness. Not only the character, the little girl has a kind and beautiful face, and her voice is gentle and soft. Who doesn't like it!

...It's him, who wandered here unknowingly today.

Forcing himself to glance away, He Manjuan looked out the window, and suddenly said 'huh': "What is that old Yinbi Gu Zizhen going to do again?"

Xie Ning followed his gaze to the school gate, where several students from the student union were gathering.

"Damn!" Seeing Xie Ning from the corner of the eye, He Manjuan's complexion changed: "I remembered, it must be about the exchange students! Don't you know yet?"

"I know." Compared with He Manjuan, Xie Ning seemed much calmer: "Don't you still have to vote? Maybe it will be who it will be in the end."

In the end, it was 100% Duan Ling who went to Nangao. He remembered this episode clearly, so he was far less nervous than He Manjuan.

"Our school hasn't elected anyone yet, but Nangao has chosen one!"

Not only Yangcheng wanted to choose a student to go to Nangao for a week, Nangao would also send an exchange student, after deliberation, it was finally decided that Nangao would send the student first.

He Manjuan rubbed his shoulders together and said, "Today, on Monday, they must be going to Nangao to pick up someone. Damn, I want to see who dares to come and die. It's best to be that stinky mouse. Grandpa told him to come and go. !"