Dressed as a Heartthrob Boyfriend [Transmigration Book]

He Manjuan suddenly felt a little apprehensive: "Do you like him more or me?"

Xie Ning: "...There is no comparison."

"Yes! Why not!" He Manjuan threw away the potato chips and grabbed his shoulders, coquettishly threatening: "Xie Ning, I can't compare to Brother Ling, I can't even compare to a starlet!"

Xie Ning looked embarrassed, he hesitated for a long time without saying a word.

He Manjuan was so angry that he rushed forward, murmured and complained to cover up the sound of the key unlocking. When Duan Ling walked into the living room, he saw He Manjuan hooking Xie Ning's neck and asking questions.

The two of them are very close to each other, and the relaxed and happy variety show is playing on the TV, and the picture looks quite harmonious.

...at least for a few minutes.

Surrounded by black air, He Manjuan's movements froze, and he raised his head as if aware of it.

The back collar was pulled up, and the door of the study was slammed shut. Not long after, ghosts and wolves begged for mercy. Xie Ning silently ate potato chips, watched his idol's variety show, and pretended nothing happened.

As a result, He Manjuan was taught a lesson during the day, and he was taught another lesson at night.

After being taught a lesson, Xie Ning turned his back on Duan Ling and sulked for a while, thought for a while, then turned around and asked, "Is Doctor Zhuang back?"

Duan Ling flicked her fingers slightly, as if she didn't hear it, and didn't lift her eyelids.

Xie Ning narrowed his eyes sharply: "He's back, isn't he?"

Duan Ling still didn't respond.Xie Ning stretched out his arm from under the quilt, and slapped the book Duan Ling was reading: "Don't ignore me!"

"Not back." Duan Ling said impatiently.

"Liar!"

"Why lie to you? I have so much free time?" Duan Ling pushed his hand away, her eyes fell on the book, her tone was fierce: "If you keep pestering others, I will make you speechless!

Xie Ning: "..." Are you speaking human words?

But he was not sure about Zhuang Tinglan's situation, thinking that Duan Ling really didn't seem to have lied to him, so he believed it for now.

Facts have proved that Duan Ling is a dishonest guy!Just a liar!

At the beginning of February, he received a call from Zhuang Tinglan, and only then did he learn that Zhuang Tinglan hadn't disappeared at all, but had been at Duan's house.

He said why Duan Ling didn't look him in the eyes at that time, it turned out that he was really guilty!

On the phone, he and Zhuang Tinglan met at a coffee shop near University A. The other party got his mobile phone number from somewhere, and invited him to invite him, which fulfilled Xie Ning's wish.

Because he was worried that Duan Ling would make trouble, he said that he would go home in the name of Mr. Xie that day, so he was able to slip out easily.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, in the coffee shop, the two sat opposite each other.

It's been two years since the last time we met, maybe it's because of the deep impression, when Xie Ning saw Zhuang Tinglan, he didn't feel strange at all.

He was the same as before, with the same appearance, the same temperament, and even the range of movements seemed to be the same, standard like a template.

"I want to do psychological counseling." Xie Ning said, "Dr. Zhuang, last time we only went half way."

Zhuang Tinglan didn't wear glasses today: "That's why I came here with you."

After two years, the psychological counseling that was missed by both parties sounded very strange.

Xie Ning was a little nervous, so he picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip.

"You should have already done it."

He almost spit out his coffee with a sip.

Zhuang Tinglan glanced at him lightly, as if mocking his fuss: "There are still two years until the timeline of the next episode, do you intend to continue like this?"

If the last sentence was just the impact of spitting coffee, this sentence is powerful enough to knock Xie Ning's brain offline.

He lost his voice in shock and even spilled his coffee.

Zhuang Tinglan raised her hand to signal the waiter to clean up, without giving Xie Ning time to digest, she continued, "There's nothing to be surprised about, I thought you guessed it."

"How could I guess?!"

"So you think you are an exception, a person chosen by fate?"

Xie Ning didn't say a word, knowing that Zhuang Tinglan was trying to squeeze him, but he couldn't refute it.

He really thought that he was the only unlucky ghost chosen by fate. After all, such a thing as traveling through a book sounds more mysterious than traveling to the past.

"So you also wear books." Xie Ning asked: "You have already discovered that the plot of the original book has collapsed, and you must have also discovered that something is wrong with me. Why didn't you tell me earlier."

"Because you don't seem to be able to help, and maybe add to the chaos."

"..."

Without too much nonsense, Zhuang Tinglan opened the record book he brought. It was densely packed and recorded every plot point and story line in detail. stunned.

He focused his sights on Christmas two years ago and slowly raised his head.

"...It was you who took the medicine at that time, why?!"

Without being caught in the slightest panic, Zhuang Tinglan said calmly, "For the experiment."

"experiment?"

"I think of two ways to go back to the experiment. One is to let the plot collapse for a while, and the other is to follow the development until the timeline in the novel is passed."

For Xie Ning, this kind of time travel happened in the blink of an eye, so he never thought that he could travel back to reality by himself. Now, hearing what Zhuang Tinglan said, it took him a while to digest it.

He said with difficulty: "So you chose the second and drugged Duan Ling?"

"I chose one. It is far faster to reach a conclusion if the plot collapses than to follow the plot." Zhuang Tinglan looked a little regretful, looking at the record book and said: "Because of your appearance, the plot at that time has deviated from the track. Now, that banquet can destroy the plot in one fell swoop and draw a conclusion for the experiment."

Xie Ning didn't quite understand; "What ideal situation?"

"In the full text of the original book, the protagonist has never had sex with anyone." Zhuang Tinglan's choice of words was influenced by his personality and occupation, and he was not at all reserved: "Based on the tone of the whole book, if you had sex at that time, the plot could be judged to collapse. bad."

Xie Ning: "..."

So the drug was not used to cheat Duan Ling back then, but to cheat him, right? !

Before he had time to attack, Xie Ning suddenly realized a problem.

If he had a relationship with Duan Ling, the plot would be completely broken, so wouldn't it be broken now.

But neither he nor Zhuang Tinglan traveled back to the real world.

"After observation, Experiment [-] failed."

Tearing off the page, Zhuang Tinglan crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can.

When looking at him again, Zhuang Tinglan's eyes were very cold, indifferent and cold: "There are still two years before the next plot line, and the second experiment needs to be carried out. Everything needs to return to the original track."

In the afternoon, there were scattered tables of flirting couples sitting in the coffee shop, and the corner where they were was silent.

Xie Ning tightened his grip on the handle of the newly brought coffee cup: "Have you finished reading the whole book?"

Zhuang Tinglan admitted, with a pun: "I don't have the habit of giving up halfway."

"What is the ending of the original book?"

"There is no ending."

Turning to the next page of the record book, Zhuang Tinglan said to Duan Ling's series of materials: "The protagonist didn't fall in love with anyone until he was 25 years old, so as long as it ends like this five years later, the second experiment will be considered complete."

Two years later is the correct timeline for the original book Duan Ling to return to China, and five years later is the time for the full text to end.

Xie Ning's face was pale, and he looked back fixedly: "What if I follow the plot, or can't I go back?"

"How do you know if you don't try."

Zhuang Tinglan didn't threaten or seduce, even when he asked questions, his tone was calm.

"Xie Ning, do you want to return to reality?"

……

He clearly claimed that Mr. Xie's call to go back was just an improvised reason, but after the 'psychological counseling' with Zhuang Tinglan was over, Xie Ning really returned to Zhuanglin Community with a blocked mind.

Father Xie still lives in this old community, and he seems to be back to normal after seeing the rich and the rich.

Seeing him come back, Father Xie was very happy and shouted that he must make a good meal today.

"Later, you go upstairs and call Xiaomeng together."

Xie Ning, who was pushed out of the kitchen, gave a meal and persuaded, "It's fine for the two of us to eat. He still has to take care of his sister."

"Who said that!" Father Xie said, "You're not at home, I often ask him to come over for dinner, just bring back some for Lili in advance, he is so lonely!"

During the daytime, Xie Ning would not be able to bump into Father Xie. If he came back at night, Duan Ling would not be able to find him, and would pester others to follow him. Therefore, Xie Ning did come back less often during this time.

The first time Xie Ning heard what Old Man Xie said, Xie Ning suddenly remembered that Meng Qijiu came to find Old Man Xie with milk tea. Now that two years have passed, their relationship has really become more and more familiar.

"Dad, why don't you call him another day, today we will..."

Xie Ning wanted to persuade him, but suddenly there was a knock on the door in the living room. Father Xie's small eyes lit up, and his reaction was more enthusiastic than his own son coming.

Meng Jijiu stood outside the door, holding a plastic bag in his hand: "Uncle, look what I brought today!"

In the bag were a few hairy crabs that were alive and kicking. Father Xie took them happily and let him enter the house sideways.

"Hey, I asked Ningning to call you just now, and you brought it just after I said I had a good meal, yes! Let's have a big meal tonight!"

Seeing him at the door, Meng Jijiu was only taken aback for a short while, and then greeted him normally.

"You came back today."

Xie Ning nodded stiffly, obviously he was at his own home, but right now he felt uncomfortable anywhere.

After waking up drunk last time, he wasn't broken like the first time, and all the memories were clearly imprinted in his mind.

Father Xie went to the kitchen to show off his cooking skills, and there were only the two of them left in the living room, each sitting in a corner of the sofa.

Meng Jijiu opened the candy box on the coffee table, threw a diamond candy into his mouth, and then picked out another one and handed it to him.

The sweet taste diffuses from the tip of the tongue, diluting the heavy atmosphere.

"Thank you."

"Pfft, your sugar, thank me for what I did."

Xie Ning originally thought that the next two hours were destined to be difficult, but Meng Jijiu always had a magical power to relax people, as if he had already experienced various situations, so he could always find a way to deal with it quickly.

The two of them just chatted for a few words, and he was not so awkward anymore, and everything was the same as before the incident happened.

Halfway through the chat, Meng Jijiu suddenly asked, "Do you have something on your mind?"

Xie Ning was taken aback: "No."

"Really." Meng Jijiu looked at him silently for a moment, then took out a leaflet from his pocket: "I'm still thinking, if I have something on my mind, should I go to help here tomorrow, I don't have the energy to think about it when I'm busy."

Xie Ning took the flyer, on which was printed a bright and innocent smiling face of a child, and above it was the cloudless blue sky and the bright morning sun.

"Children's welfare home?"

Meng Qijiu nodded: "I've been recruiting volunteers recently, and I'll help out when I don't have a job."

He turned to stare at Xie Ning in a daze at the leaflet, his dark eyes were calm, silently waiting for Xie Ning to finish browsing.

Xie Ning didn't come back to his senses until Mr. Xie, who was so skilled in cooking, yelled "eat now".

During the day, Zhuang Tinglan asked him if he wanted to return to reality, but at night, in front of Father Xie, reality was caught off guard.

Everything was carefully planned, and the coincidence was so incredible that he almost wondered if Meng Jijiu was sent by Zhuang Tinglan.

Meng Jijiu got up and planned to help in the kitchen. When he passed by him, he casually asked, "I will help tomorrow. Are you interested?"

The fingers tightened, and the leaflet was pinched and deformed.

A few seconds later, Xie Ning exhaled, raised his head and smiled at him in relief.

"it is good."