Dressed as a Heartthrob Boyfriend [Transmigration Book]

What does this... mean?

There was no room for breathing like the previous few times, and this time the kiss didn't even have much real feeling, but the heartbeat was like thunder, and it was more intense than any other time.

Xie Ning stared at him blankly, his eyes flickering, and an unrealistic idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

Seeing his stupefied appearance, Duan Ling hooked the corners of her mouth in a good mood.

"Why are you dawdling when you wake up?" He put the book back on the desk casually, stood up, knocked on the table twice, and urged: "Let's go."

All the way home, they didn't say a word.

The driver, Li Lei, was always watching through the rearview mirror. At first he thought they were arguing, but later he didn't think so.

When he was about to get home, Xie Ning turned his head, the words rolled on the tip of his tongue, and he still asked, "How is your shoulder injury?"

"It's okay." Duan Ling looked away from the window, her eyes darker than usual: "Why did you ask?"

Xie Ning: "..."

Duan Ling is... blaming him for caring too late?

Xie Ning swallowed several times in shock.

The situation is getting weirder and weirder. Two days ago, Duan Ling was not like this. At that time, he was talking fiercely, and he didn't even have the patience to talk.

So what happened last weekend? !

What was even more frightening was that Duan Ling was still staring at him waiting for an answer to such a small question, not like a casual joke.

"I called on Friday." He was a little flustered, and said the truth casually: "Your phone is turned off."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Ning regretted it.

An unrealistic idea came up again. After Duan Ling heard the words, his face was obviously relieved. He almost suspected that he had a cold, and he had a fever today. Such a crazy illusion.

But after learning that Duan Ling was fine, Xie Ning was finally relieved.

Although the plot collapsed, Duan Ling, as the child of destiny, would not suffer any sequelae from such a minor injury.

"Li Lei will pick you up tomorrow morning."

After he got out of the car, Duan Ling lowered the window and said something before signaling the driver to drive away.

At [-] o'clock in the evening, it was the time when the elders and aunts were strolling around in the community. Under the amazed gaze of the old people, Xie Ning stood there for a long time, put aside the unnecessary thoughts, turned and went home.

On the second day after returning to Yangcheng, the scene in the morning was simply a copy and paste of the previous day.

Around eight o'clock, probably one of Duan Ling's most docile time slots, the classroom was as quiet as ever, and each of the sleep patron saints who could be called the protagonists, and a few restless thorns very consciously ran to the corridor to make trouble.

But today's Xie Ning didn't realize it, Duan Ling stretched out her hand to pat him on the back as soon as she got down on the ground.

Although she was docile when she was sleepy, Duan Ling finally felt a little familiar when someone disturbed her to catch up on sleep.

"You fucking...!"

Xie Ning originally wanted to wait until he finished scolding, but who knew that Duan Ling took it back halfway through the scolding.

After catching a glimpse of him, Duan Ling's breathing rate seemed to be chaotic for a moment, and then she couldn't hide her irritability and asked sideways, "What are you doing?"

Xie Ning blinked, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his mouth for a moment.

Didn't lose his temper?

Not only him, but everyone else in the first class had a dull expression on their faces.

I have been in a class for more than two years. If I hadn't learned a lesson, the students in a class who were in their adolescence would not develop the 'habit' of keeping quiet.

Especially during the period of early self-study, the volcano seems to be docile, but that is an illusion, but in fact it is flammable at the touch of a button, and it is much easier to erupt than usual.

Impatiently waiting, Duan Ling asked again: "What do you want me to do?"

The dark clouds between the brows weighed on the top, and the tone slowed down a bit.

Before he knew it, the heartthrob attracted a lot of attention, but the words he wanted to say turned around and he swallowed them back.

Pushing the physics paper in his hand forward, Xie Ning forced himself to be calm: "Question."

When he said this, he felt empty in his heart, so he quickly added: "...If you don't have time, I'll ask the teacher later."

Eyeballs rolled around his face, and after a while, Duan Ling turned around, pointing helplessly at his desktop: "Bring it."

Xie Ning: "...!"

He actually agreed.

Duan Ling leaned on her chin, lazily scanned the test paper with half-opened eyes, and wrote the answer after a few questions without asking him any questions.

"You can be wrong about this kind of question? What about your brain?"

He didn't lose his temper, but his mouth was still as ruthless as ever, Xie Ning didn't care about being surprised, and followed his handwriting one by one.

...Anyway, for ordinary people, it is definitely not brainless to get these two questions wrong.

Duan Ling's turning around made the fragrance in the air more intense.

The class was even quieter than when he was sleeping. In the past, I just heard that some girls who saw the other side of Yangcheng Xiaobawang with their own eyes couldn't help but took out their mobile phones and secretly took two photos.

After the people in the classroom stopped paying attention to this place and the students started talking sparsely, Xie Ning quickly glanced from the paper to his face.

"Duan Ling..."

"Ok?"

Unknowingly, it turned into another math paper in his hand, Xie Ning disturbed his drowsiness, and Duan Ling responded casually.

The fingers on the table rolled up the corner of the test paper. After a while, Xie Ning asked nervously, "What did you mean by what you said last night?"

Duan Ling's hand holding the pen paused, and she glanced at him inexplicably.

"You didn't learn Chinese well?"

As if his throat was being choked, Xie Ning didn't look up, looked at the test paper, and said with difficulty: "You mean Yangcheng, I'm in trouble, will you help me...?"

He really couldn't say the latter words, if that was the case, then tool man would no longer be a title he could laugh at himself.

The last stroke fell hard, Duan Ling flicked down the pen, her warning eyes turned horizontally, and there was a visible restlessness between the brows and eyebrows.

After seeing Xie Ning's pale face rather than joy, his eyes became a little colder, and he turned his head angrily.

"Don't disturb my sleep!"

Xie Ning: "..."

After that, Xie Ning spent the whole day in a trance, and Duan Ling never turned around.

Being sent home by Duan Ling as usual, the atmosphere in the car was very strange, but the atmosphere at home was even more strange.

Back to the plot, the first wave of trouble came to the door immediately.

Old Xie changed his usual beaming appearance, and was sitting on the sofa with his head slumped, his figure indescribably depressed.

Xie Ning paused for a few seconds before closing the door and approaching slowly.

"Dad, didn't you make dinner today?"

Hearing the movement, Father Xie trembled slightly, and raised his head like a thousand catties: "Ningning, let's go out to eat later."

Father Xie didn't continue talking, Xie Ning waited for a while, put down his schoolbag and went back to his room to change his clothes, stayed where he was for a while, and then went back to the living room to sit down.

"Dad, what's going on?"

Father Xie covered his face, it was obvious that he still wanted to hold on, Xie Ning saw this, and added lightly: "Tell the truth."

The living room was quiet for a while, unable to withstand the faint pressure exerted by Xie Ning, Xie Laopa explained the reason with a sad face.

To put it simply, the bank that originally lent money to him suddenly put pressure on him, saying that the contract he submitted at the beginning was suspected of being fraudulent, and if he did not pay back the money quickly, he would be sued in court.

"The contract is definitely not forged, but after the lawsuit hits, the factory has to close down to cooperate with the investigation, so..."

Having basically understood the current situation, Xie Ning was silent for a while, gritted his teeth, and suggested, "Dad, why don't you sell the factory."

In the original book, thank you that the candy factory was operating normally until the end. He didn't know how the original owner did it, but in such a short period of time, he was powerless to rely on his own words.

What's more, he doesn't need any good material conditions. Living in an ordinary community like now, he and Xie Laodie can also live a simple and happy life.

If Mr. Xie really can't let go, he can find a way to start a new candy factory again after he graduates, but at this period, with all kinds of things piled up, he is in a hurry to deal with them, and the final result is to mess things up It's a mess.

Before saying this sentence, he had already done a long time of psychological construction.

Seeing Father Xie's pale face for a moment, his fingers uneasily tugged at the corner of his clothes, Xie Ning resisted not to take it back.

"Yeah... there is no other way."

Neither of them mentioned the Duan family.

Ever since they fell in love, or since time travel, they got along under the same roof. Father Xie could feel that although Xie Ning was much more optimistic than Sunshine when he just went bankrupt, he was not happy.

"I've contacted my friends in the past two days to see if there is any way out, but this may cause rumors that you are at school..."

Father Xie licked his lips and said awkwardly, "Dad is so useless."

"Don't worry about me." Xie Ning bent his eyes and gave him a relieved smile: "Didn't I mention before that I wanted to transfer schools? Yangcheng's atmosphere is not suitable for me."

The father and son chatted casually for a few words, but in the end they didn't go out to eat. Xie Ning made something casually, and after dinner, when he returned to his room, Father Xie hesitated to stop him.

"Ningning, if you encounter something, you need to tell your father. It may be too early for a high school student to fall in love..."

Don't dare to ask too deeply, Xie Laopa said cautiously.

"I know."

Xie Ning nodded, suddenly thought of something, and asked one more question: "Dad, is the bank that gave you the loan Chu's Bank?"

Father Xie was taken aback for a moment: "Yeah, it was fine at first, but I don't know why it suddenly turned around!"

... Sure enough, when Chu Qi heard Father Xie yesterday, he had a bad feeling, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

But maybe it's not a bad thing, at least it gave him a breakthrough when he was stuck in a dead corner.

When the factory is sold, the Duan family's money is returned, and a suitable new school is found, the plot will almost be out of the way.

Thinking of Duan Ling, Xie Ning paused while flipping through the book.

The thoughts in the daytime are too outrageous. Compared with that, he believes that there are other reasons.

After all... that is Duan Ling who never cared about anyone in the original book.

……

Although Yangcheng's learning atmosphere is much better than that of Nangao, it still has a certain gap from ordinary schools.

The students here are either rich or expensive. Most of them will choose to study abroad after graduation. Only a small part of them take the college entrance examination, so the third year of high school does not seem too nervous.

Halfway through the first half of the semester, the knowledge points that should be taught are basically finished. The rest of the time is either reviewing and consolidating or burying your head in brushing up questions.

After completing a set of test papers, Xie Ning leaned on his chin and scanned the students in the class.

Logically speaking, the scenes around the protagonist don't stop very much, all kinds of conflicts and accidents, and even some outrageous things will happen, but in the past two days, the world has unexpectedly been peaceful.

He Manjuan sneaked into Class [-] with a book in his arms. Seeing Duan Ling sleeping, he let out a long breath and pushed Shen Yinghan aside.

"Sit somewhere else!"

Shen Yinghan glanced at him helplessly, then turned and left.

Although Xie Ning's corner is remote, it is still safe. In front of him is Duan Ling, who no one dares to provoke, and next to him is Shen Yinghan, who is quiet and not hostile.

Except for those like Chu Qi who are not afraid of death, even Gu Zizhen would not come to the class to make trouble on weekdays, not to mention that he has been devastated recently because of his practical study at Nangao.

"How did you come?"

Xie Ning looked at He Manjuan, who was clutching his heart and beckoning him to keep his voice down, and said strangely, "My voice is not loud."

Putting an exercise book on his desk as a cover, He Manjuan said angrily, "Don't wake Brother Ling up!"

While talking, he made a gesture of wiping his throat and sticking out his tongue to pretend to be dead.

Xie Ning hooked the corner of his mouth, and lowered his voice cooperatively: "So what happened?"

"You were not in Yangcheng for a week, a lot of things happened, I didn't want to mention it to you."

that week?Isn't it just a bloody Shura field for a few male supporting roles?

Can imagine the general idea, without interrupting He Manjuan, Xie Ning casually flipped through the pages of the book.

"Brother Ling, you know, you can do anything, you are handsome, you can fight well, and your family background..."

Hearing Duan Ling, he interrupted unnaturally: "Stop, what are you trying to say?"

"It's just... there are many people who like him, but Brother Ling doesn't like him. Everyone just watched from a distance, and then you came along."

Speaking of this, He Manjuan's voice stopped, and he gave him a somewhat complicated look: "But I don't know what happened this month, and suddenly a lot of guys with unknown origins took action!"

Xie Ning was silent, and answered him in his heart.

Because this month the plot begins.

Instead of following He Manjuan's words and asking who it was, Xie Ning quickly glanced at the front seat, and suddenly changed the topic and asked, "Do you know what Duan Ling did last weekend?"