Dressed as a Heartthrob Boyfriend [Transmigration Book]

The time agreed with Meng Jijiu will be next Monday, which is tomorrow.

After eating with Father Xie, the phone rang just as he was seeing off Meng Jijiu.

Xie Ning returned to the room with the mobile phone, and when he picked it up, he was a little helpless, but his face was unconsciously frowned.

"Didn't you tell me to go back to my father today?"

The first sentence on the phone was this, and Duan Ling's annoyed tone pierced through the microphone: "Damn, you didn't fucking say no!"

Xie Ning was speechless for a moment: "But I only go out in the afternoon."

"Hmm, so what? When will you be back?"

"...it's so late, it's not easy for my dad to take a taxi here."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a rustling sound from the other end of the phone, followed by the opening and closing of the door.

"Wait, I'll pick you up."

"Huh? Wait, I mean I just live..."

Without giving him a chance to finish speaking, Duan Ling hung up the phone directly.

Xie Ning reacted to the phone for a long time, laughed and went back to the living room, and told Father Xie that he would go back later.

The son finally came here, and he couldn't even stay overnight. Father Xie was so angry that the fat on his cheeks trembled, and he kept saying that Duan Ling was too much!

Xie Ning listened, feeling a little off, and couldn't help but argue: "I didn't make it clear when I went out."

Father Xie was choked and stared at Xie Ning for a long while, but Xie Ning stared straight at him and dared not look back.

"Hand over the water your son poured out, ha! I can see it! Let's go!"

After saying a few words, Xie Daddy went back to the room angrily.

After receiving a call from Duan Ling downstairs, Xie Ning left lightly, got into the car and complained, "It's all your fault! My dad is angry."

Duan Ling snorted coldly, achieved her goal, and her temper eased a little.

"Tsk, why does it smell like crab?"

"My dad made it. He is very good at cooking now. I want to live here and eat every day."

"Think beautifully."

Putting on the seat belt, Xie Ning glanced aside with wonder.

Probably because the incident happened suddenly and it was too late to tell Li Lei, Duan Ling actually drove here by herself today.

His attention was fixed on the rearview mirror, his cuffs were rolled up, he seldom drove but he was not unfamiliar at all, and a series of actions were crisp and neat.

Looks very handsome.

Xie Ning sighed in his heart, the people who worked were indeed different from the students on campus, after silently admiring the beauty of the prosperous age for a while, he remembered the business.

"By the way, are you going to work tomorrow?"

Duan Ling frowned subconsciously: "Tomorrow we will finalize the spokesperson."

"Who is it at the end?"

"Xi Yin."

Xie Ning's eyes lit up: "Really?! Then remember to ask for my autograph."

"Go and ask for it yourself." Duan Ling said contemptuously, "I care about a little celebrity asking for an autograph, can you afford it?"

"…Too."

Duan Ling is the boss, so it's really inappropriate to ask the newly signed employees to sign.

He looked regretful: "Forget it tomorrow, we can only wait for a chance to talk about it."

Duan Ling's gaze fell on him all the time, her fingers holding the steering wheel tightened, and after a long while, she squeezed out a 'tsk' from between her teeth.

"up to you."

……

On Monday morning, Xie Ning got up early and went out to the Little Angel Welfare Institute in the West District of City A at eight o'clock.

When recalling the plot last night, he suddenly remembered that this orphanage seemed to be the one that Meng Jijiu stayed in in the original book, and it was also funded by the Duan family. No wonder Meng Jijiu chose to volunteer here.

The orphanage is located in the western suburbs of city A, in a remote location. He and Meng Qijiu met at the subway station, and it took more than an hour's drive to get there.

When Xie Ning came here, he carried several boxes of diamond candy by heart, and went to the bookstore on the way to buy some textbooks for lower grades and easy-to-understand story books. Because they were too heavy, he chose the way of posting them in the same city.

He didn't thank his father before time travel, and he stayed in the orphanage until he became independent at the age of 16. In his impression, what he wanted and needed most when he was a child seemed to be these two things, delicate and delicious snacks, and knowledge to keep up with society.

But he was lucky. With his good looks, he was always sponsored by a mysterious and kind person. When he reached the designated age, he had the opportunity to study. Although he would be excluded by other children in the orphanage, Xie Ning still felt that he was very lucky.

If it wasn't for the other party, he might not be able to catch up with the progress of the third year of high school even if he traveled through time.

It was almost ten o'clock when the two arrived, and the main job of the volunteers was to take care of the children.

The children here are actually very sensible. The volunteers assigned by the principal are usually older. He is very popular among the children because he is not aggressive, but his popularity is still far inferior to that of the besieged Meng. for a long time.

At noon, the children went to eat together, and Xie Ning sat in the yard and silently glanced at the surrounding scenery.

Meng Qijiu approached and handed over a piece of bread: "You are more patient than I thought."

Xie Ning teased: "I also don't see that you are a school bully."

"That's different." Meng Qijiu sat on the swing next to him: "I have neither father nor mother, so I have to protect myself, and of course I have to train some younger brothers."

Xie Ning didn't expect to get such an answer, he was speechless for a while, and sighed, "You're really smart."

Meng Jijiu was not humble this time, but rather complacent: "Thank you."

The two sat on the swing and gnawed bread while shaking. They were quiet for a while, and Meng Jijiu spoke again.

"Speaking of which, it was Duan Ling who inspired me."

Xie Ning turned his head: "Huh?"

Meng Jijiu gestured forward with his chin: "We fought here at the beginning. After Duan Ling and his family left, the head of the garden asked me to be locked up in the warehouse for three days."

Recalling the past, he smiled self-deprecatingly: "The director is right, he almost lost his sponsorship because of me, and that was the food expenses for more than 200 people."

Even though he didn't have a similar experience, Xie Ning could empathize with the same origin.

But there is no right or wrong in this matter itself, he asked: "Why do you say it was inspired by Duan Ling?"

Meng Jijiu looked at him with a wicked look in his eyes: "I was alone at the time, and I was punished for not hitting him a few times. When I was in confinement, I thought, if all the cubs in the orphanage were my younger brothers, then Rushing up and beating him together can teach Duan Ling a lesson, but he can't blame everyone."

"..."

Xie Ning had to admit that this logic was completely fine.

He hesitated for a moment, and explained for Duan Ling: "He is just a clean freak... There was no malice in throwing your sister away at that time."

Meng Qijiu stared at him for a while, then suddenly smiled, "He's so proud that he would tell you this."

This was known from the original book, not by Duan Ling, but Xie Ning did not refute it.

The lunch break is coming to an end, and the children's voices can already be heard in the distance.

Xie Ning stood up from the swing, stretched his waist, and prepared to start work in the afternoon.

As soon as the arm was lowered, it was suddenly grabbed by the hand.

Meng Qijiu didn't know when he got up. He was half a head taller than him, so he could only lower his eyes, but his eyes seemed deeper and more complex.

Without hiding, his question was straightforward and abrupt.

However, we have known each other for so long, and it is the first time that we have actively touched each other.

"Xie Ning, where did I lose this time?"

"is my problem."

Xie Ning avoided his eyes, first looked at the grasped hand, then slid further down and landed on his own toes.

The children's chatter was getting closer.

"Actually, I used to have a friend who was just like you at the beginning and treated me very well."

He said in a gentle voice: "I had a friend for the first time, and I pestered him every day. After a while, he started to avoid me, saying that I was sick and disgusting."

Meng Jijiu was very kind to him. He was the first stranger who showed kindness to him after he came to this world. Of course he wanted to get close.

But due to various reasons, he was so timid that he only dared to shrink into the shell. He was afraid that one action would lead to bad results, and he was even more afraid of repeating the same mistakes. He could only carefully keep a distance and pick himself out of this world.

He felt sick a long time ago, but now, he seems to be healed, healed enough to talk about it calmly.

"So it's not your problem." Xie Ning withdrew his hand a little bit, and said in a trembling voice, "You're fine, it's my problem, I was..."

"It's ok."

Meng Jijiu closed his fingers together in the air, and they fell loosely to his side.

"It's okay." He smiled at him reassuringly, without any reluctance, and even teased himself: "Should I beat that guy up?"

After that, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he raised his hand to cover his mouth and cursed in a low voice: "If I knew it earlier, I would have hit a straight ball. What kind of friends should I start with!"

Xie Ning couldn't help but laugh at his tone: "But thank you very much."

"If I had said it directly, would the result have been different?" Meng Jijiu asked suddenly, and after asking, he wrinkled his face in annoyance: "Why am I talking so fucking nonsense?"

Xie Ning was taken aback: "This is the first time I've heard you swear."

"I thought you liked being more civilized, so you've been pretending." Meng Jijiu took a deep breath, and his posture gradually became obedient: "Who knew you liked Duan Ling's virtue."

"...That's right." Xie Ning cleared his throat, put it into his pocket, and held a lucky coin in his open hand: "This has to be returned to you."

With a flicker of eyes, Meng Jijiu picked up the coin and flicked it into the air. With a jingle, the spinning coin flew up and was pinned accurately on the back of his hand.

"One last gamble."

Xie Ning still had doubts: "What are you betting on?"

"Don't be nervous, it's just a bet on a few boxes of diamond candies. If it's flowers, I'll win."

After all, before Xie Ning could react, he took the lead to remove his palm: "Sure enough, lucky!"

As he said, it was just a few boxes of candy, Xie Ning lost easily.

He asked, "How many boxes did I lose?"

"You didn't lose, but I won."

Meng Qijiu smiled brightly at him, showing his white teeth, with faint dimples embedded in his cheeks.

The smiles are refreshing, just like when they first met.

"Xie Ning, I don't have to return the diamond candy you gave me."

……

When Xie Ning came home, what greeted him was a burst of food aroma that made people drool.

He wriggled his nose and groped to eat.

In the kitchen, Duan Ling held the recipe in one hand, and mechanically threw just the right amount of seasoning into the pot with the other, and was wearing a cartoon apron around his waist that he hated so much before.

It's not so much cooking, he's doing these actions, it's more like he's processing some kind of art.

"Go out, there's smoke." Duan Ling blurted out to chase people away.

"There's no smoke." Xie Ning pretended he didn't hear, and walked closer to watch: "What are you doing?"

When he saw the crab in the pot, he froze for a moment, then glanced at Duan Ling.

Couldn't it be because he casually praised Dad yesterday that Duan Ling was inspired to show off her talent today?

Xie Ning felt that he might be inflated too much, but his heart was beating wildly, so he decided on the answer without authorization.

Duan Ling is getting more and more lazy, she usually uses the kitchen by herself, it is very strange that he suddenly cooks!

The corner of his mouth almost turned up to the base of his ears, Xie Ning hugged him from behind, and rubbed his face against his back.

Xie Ning was dazzled by the sight of several perfect dishes being served on the table, and his mouth was drooling crazily.

"Are you a god!"

Duan Ling sat across from him, not too happy to be praised, and threw a card at him.

The card that landed in front of him was Xiyin's signature.

Duan Ling proudly said: "Now."

Xie Ning looked at the signature in a daze, then at the dishes on the table, finally landed on Duan Ling's face, and asked tentatively, "Dad, Dad?"

Duan Ling's face darkened: "Damn it! Where's your brain!"

Xie Ning just got excited holding the autographed photo, he didn't feel bad about being scolded, and he was still wondering what a good day it was today.

When an idiot and a genius are together, they are indeed picking up the cheap ones.

At night, after a day of exhaustion, Xie Ning, who was full of food and drink, fell asleep early, maybe it was a sweet dream, his mouth was still curved slightly.

This face cannot be said to be glamorous, but it is also beautiful and pleasing to the eye, which makes people have a full desire for protection.

With the moonlight shining in from the window, Duan Ling kept looking at his sleeping face for an unknown amount of time.

Plot, protagonist, cannon fodder, timeline...

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Combined with the nonsense that Xie Ning said, Zhuang Tinglan's investigation records about himself, and his growth experience from childhood to adulthood, he could easily come to an unrealistic conclusion.

What's more, he had seen Xie Ning's hidden notebook, which had a clear date of the breakup, as well as a series of observations about him.

Zhuang Tinglan said that Xie Ning's personality is related to his growth experience, but Xie Ning's personal growth experience is very ordinary, which is not enough to constitute any psychological problems. Subtle changes.

If the memory is not good, many problems may be overlooked, but his memory is excellent.

…like the main character in a movie novel.

Regardless of Xie Ning's deep sleep, Duan Ling moved closer and hugged him tightly, with unconcealable fear.

After learning that Xie Ning and Zhuang Tinglan had met, he really broke out in a cold sweat. He insisted on bringing him back that day, just because he was afraid that he would disappear suddenly.

"Duan Ling...I'm so tired, I don't want to do it."

Xie Ning, who was woken up, thought he was going to do something again, and buried him in his arms like an ostrich, coquettishly in a soft nasal voice: "How about tomorrow? Tomorrow is up to you."

"Where did you go today?"

"today…"

Xie Ning dazedly recalled the memory, finished the second half of the sentence, and fell asleep again in the blink of an eye.

"Today... bid farewell to Xie Ning from the past."

……

in the coffee shop.

Zhuang Tinglan: "Xie Ning, do you want to return to reality?"

Xie Ning lowered his eyelashes, the water in the coffee cup swayed, and there were light shadows floating.

What he smelled in his nose was not the smell of coffee, but the scent that Duan Ling passed on to his body.

"Do not want to."

He heard his answer without hesitation.

"I just want to stay with him."