Dressed as a Heartthrob Boyfriend [Transmigration Book]

Christmas Eve fell on a Friday, and many students left school that night.

I was a little bit distracted, and I sneaked away during the evening self-study, but that was just an exception. For most of the nerds in Weilan No. [-] Middle School, don't care about any festivals, just do the quiz and you're done.

Catch up on weekend homework in one go, Xie Ning's fingers were sore from writing, and he was so exhausted that he almost lost consciousness, so he managed to finish it on Christmas Eve.

Paji put down the pen, he let out a long breath, and the movement was a bit loud, causing Jiang Xin, who was also left behind to catch up with homework, to turn his head.

"Xie Ning, when did you practice so badly?" Picking up the Chinese paper he just finished, Jiang Xin was dumbfounded: "I still want to use it for reference, let's forget it..."

The handwriting was indeed a bit messy, Xie Ning said shyly: "The Chinese teacher is used to telling the papers directly, as long as I can understand it myself."

There is a tough battle to be fought on the weekend, and it is necessary to prepare in advance, and there is nothing he can do about it.

It was a birthday party for a heartthrob, and all the guests who attended were not interested in drinking. They wished they could divide up Duan Ling's cake, and then celebrate at the party that they finally ate someone into their mouths.

Not to mention in city A, the Duan family is second to none in the entire domestic business circle, not to mention that Duan Ling is the only son of the Duan family, this birthday party is just before the end of his high school, the meaning inside is indescribable.

There is no distinction between homosexuality and heterosexuality in this world, and commercial marriages naturally do not value men and women. Combined with the background of the original book, instead of saying that tomorrow is Christmas or a birthday, it is better to say that it is a "concubine selection ceremony". Duan Ling looks familiar.

If you want to classify tomorrow's male supporting roles, Xie Ning can only broadly define them as 'already online' and 'always ready to go online'.

Duan Ling didn't go to evening self-study today, just after class, he left the classroom after receiving a call, and never came back.

As an obedient student, Xie Ning never brought his mobile phone to the classroom, so naturally he couldn't send a message to ask where others were, thinking that the young master had his birthday tomorrow, so he might be returning to Duan's house.

After the evening self-study, he resisted the urge to stay in the classroom and finish his homework. Now that he was done, he simply packed his things and headed straight to the dormitory.

If I had known earlier, I should have brought my mobile phone today!

Watching him run out of the classroom in three steps at a time, Xiaopang snapped his fingers at Lin Chaoran, and said meanly, "Mother Lin, how are you doing?"

Lin Chaoran, who was staring at the door in a daze, came back to his senses, smiled wryly and shook his head.

There are many people who plan to finish all the homework for the weekend today, Xiaopang, Jiang Xin and others are all there, but Lin Chaoran is not doing it to catch up with the homework, he just simply wants to stay for a while.

"You said you had something to do on Christmas, didn't you ask Xie Ning?" Xiaopang said in surprise, thinking he was wrong.

"He's in trouble."

Jiang Xin said regretfully: "I thought I could take the first step, but it seems that Xie Ning really has something to do, he was so busy with his homework that he couldn't even read the words!"

Because of their understanding of Lin Chaoran, they could more or less see something tricky, and they were happy to watch silently.

If they were in college, they would have made a good match, but in times of tension, they would only dare to eat melons by the side.

"What can you do at Christmas? You don't have to visit relatives and friends."

Xiaopang rubbed his chin, trying to incarnate Sherlock Holmes: "Do you think he is going on a date? Is there someone who made a move earlier than Mama Lin?!"

Jiang Xin came to a sudden: "It's really possible! Isn't there always someone talking to Xie Ning? The fifth class sports committee? Or the second class flower?"

At this time, Mushroom Head suddenly interjected.

"He said he was in a relationship, but he was still with a man. Ban Hua can rule it out."

"That's right, he had an ex-boyfriend before." Fatty said, "That's unreasonable! Although our monitor is a bit of an aunt, Class [-]'s sports committee is so bad, there's no reason for the monitor to lose to him!"

"Xie Ning didn't say he was an ex-boyfriend." Mushroom head raised his eyes, and said surprisingly: "He only said that he was in love."

Chubby Kaba squinted his small eyes, and it took him a long time to realize: "Damn... trough! We talked about it, doesn't it mean that we have broken up!"

Mushroom head shrugged: "I don't know, but he doesn't look single."

Ever since Wei Shuangnan and Xie Ning's 'separation', Jiang Xin switched camps and picked up the pair of squad leader and Xie Ning, and couldn't help asking: "Why?"

Usually, Xie Ning doesn't bring his mobile phone with him, and he's basically doing research questions, so he doesn't have time to fall in love.

"Intuition, he changed his WeChat avatar a few days ago."

Fatty said: "I know, if you replace it with a cartoon hammer, isn't that a meme, change it to a hammer hahahaha!"

The mushroom head glanced at him lightly, and the wise light shone under the black-rimmed glasses.

"I've seen the original picture of the hammer in Weishen's computer."

The air was instantly silent.

Mushroom Head, who had been neglected all the year round, seemed very satisfied with their reaction, and continued, "Xie Ning's mouth is broken every now and then, isn't it strange?"

"Fuck!"

Jiang Xin was so frightened by the divergent imagination that she dropped her pen: "But didn't they both change dormitories!"

Mushroom Head: "Why did you change it? I haven't made it clear until now."

Xiaopang said in a daze: "That's right, the two of them are vague when they mention this... I see, that's why God Wei has something to do at Christmas!"

Former CP fan Jiang Xin still couldn't figure it out, and she became very rational after she lost her fan: "Then the dormitory was changed because of a quarrel? It doesn't make sense! This is even more outrageous than the dormitory that Duan Ling wants to change!"

"Brother Ling?" Xiaopang shook his head like a rattle: "It's definitely not what he wants to change, it's so troublesome to change the dormitory, I don't think he usually wants to move his fingers."

Jiang Xin suddenly thought of something and took a light breath.

"Why did Duan Ling agree to change?"

The air was suddenly silent again.

Until Lin Chaoran, who had packed his schoolbags, interrupted in a low voice: "Stop guessing, they don't tell others because they don't want others to know. Let's concentrate on preparing for the exam."

A few people were silent for a while, feeling like this, it is really not good to speculate about a friend's privacy.

Xiaopang scratched his head: "Forget it, forget it, wait until Fatty breaks into the top ten in mathematics!"

The gossip that didn't come to fruition was forgotten in a blink of an eye, and the top scholars returned to the sea of ​​questions and continued to roam.

...

At this moment, Xie Ning, who had just been guessed by his friends about his relationship, had just returned to the dormitory.

A familiar black car was parked downstairs in the dormitory.

A group of students passing by the luxury car chattered and speculated whether it was the rich second generation who came to pick up his girlfriend, or some young master who couldn't bear to go to Azure No. [-] Middle School to study hard. Xie Ning looked at the familiar license plate number and had a certain guess in his heart.

Back in the dormitory, as soon as the door was opened, Duan Ling was indeed sleeping on the bed.

Li Lei was waiting downstairs to pick him up, but the client was sleeping upstairs. Could it be that he was waiting for him to come back?

After several misunderstandings, Xie Ning's brain circuit was led astray. Once Duan Ling made a strange move, he would try to guess at himself.

If he guesses right, he feels happy, but if he guesses wrong, no one will laugh at him for taking himself too seriously, after all, no one knows.

The sound of the door opening woke up the person on the bed, Duan Ling took out her mobile phone to check the time, then closed her eyes again.

It's past ten o'clock, Xie Ning put down his schoolbag and reminded, "Mr. Driver is waiting for you downstairs."

Duan Ling let out an 'hmm' through her nose, and didn't intend to get up.

Xie Ning sat on the chair beside his bed, thought for a while, and asked, "Are you going back tonight?"

Until now, the matter of Duan Ling's birthday has not been revealed between the two of them.

Duan Ling didn't say anything, Xie Ning was thinking about returning the gift, and didn't think about what to give, so he kept silent.

"Ah."

Duan Ling opened her eyes, swept the school uniform on his body up and down, seemed to be struggling with something to dislike, and finally pulled him into her arms.

For some reason, Xie Ning remembered the frog pillow that Duan Ling only loved during the day.

Having learned from the past, seeing that Duan Ling hadn't left, he locked the door behind him casually, so he was not too nervous at the moment, and silently adjusted to a comfortable posture. He even stuck to Duan Ling's body and sucked a couple of mouthfuls.

"Have you postponed tomorrow's business?" The voice that just woke up was very lazy, with a faint nasal tone.

He was fine at Christmas, Xie Ning replied vaguely.

"Well, I'll pick you up tonight."

Xie Ning was stunned: "What time is tomorrow night?"

The buzzing vibration of the mobile phone came from the ear, and the arm holding him loosened, and Duan Ling picked up the mobile phone.

"Around eight o'clock, are you staying in the dormitory or going back today?"

"..."

Xie Ning didn't answer.

If he remembered correctly, the Duan family's birthday party started at five o'clock in the afternoon, and Duan Ling didn't even plan to let him attend!

Before waiting for an answer, Duan Ling turned her attention from the phone to the top of his fluffy head.

"say."

Xie Ning suddenly pushed him away and sat up.

"What will you do during the day tomorrow?"

Duan Ling frowned: "Why are you pretending to be stupid, that idiot didn't tell you?"

While talking, he wanted to drag him down again: "Say, don't look down on me."

...Hold it as long as you want, and you have to find a reason, what's wrong with it?

This time it didn't go his way, Xie Ning flexibly turned his arms behind his back: "I can't participate?"

When asked this question, he was a little depressed.

Tomorrow, many things will happen around Duan Ling. There are some good ones, but most of them are not pleasant. The premise to prevent things from happening is that he is at the scene. Who knows that Duan Ling didn't even give him an admission ticket.

Duan Ling's eyes paused, and a strange expression appeared on her face: "What are you going to do?"

"Isn't it a birthday celebration?"

"You don't need to go."

"..."

There was a faint tingling pain in his chest, and the small balloon that had been inflated by seeing Duan Ling staying in the dormitory exploded with a bang, and the anticipation and surprise filled inside were invisible and intangible, and instantly melted into the air.

Xie Ning opened his mouth, wanting to ask him what he meant, when it was approaching midnight, Duan Ling's phone vibrated like crazy.

One after another message prompts on the lit phone, except for a few group chats with Aite, there are more private chats with unknown names.

...It's not even twelve o'clock yet.

Duan Ling turned her mobile phone to silent with a look of irritability, and pointed to the math workbook on the table: "Look at the problem types drawn by yourself before the end of the term, pack your things, and go."

After a long time, Duan Ling was waiting to send him home.

It takes more than an hour's drive from Weilan No. [-] Middle School to Zhuanglin Community, Xie Ning's lips were drawn into a line, and he sat still.

"I'll stay in the dormitory."

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Duan Ling's eyes, probably thinking that he had promised not to disturb his study, so without saying anything, he turned around and pretended to go back to sleep.

Xie Ning couldn't hide his surprise: "Aren't you going back?"

Although he didn't interfere with his decision, he was still upset, Duan Ling ignored him.

Gee.

Xie Ning pouted, there was no need to rush homework today.

Having nothing else to do, Duan Ling, who wanted to ask, didn't say anything. He took out the paper he had just rushed and decided to read it again.

On Christmas Eve, near twelve o'clock, Xie Ning was at the table, dozing off bit by bit.

The familiar alarm clock sounded suddenly, scaring him so much that he stretched out his hand to turn it off, but it turned out not to be his own. There was some movement on the bed not far away, and the alarm clock stopped immediately.

Xie Ning was stunned for a while at the 11:58 alarm he had set, but the alarm was useless, and it was about to go off, so he canceled it belatedly.

With messy black hair, Duan Ling sat up, her eyes filled with the daze of just waking up.

At this time, the mobile phone in his hand lit up, indicating that someone had called.

Duan Ling hung up directly, but two seconds after he hung up, the screen turned on again, accompanied by several messages that flooded in.

This time he picked it up, not only connected, but also walked to the balcony.

The minute hand turned twelve o'clock, and the room was silent.

Moonlight poured in through the half-covered curtains, so bright that Xie Ning felt that there would definitely be no snow this Christmas.

At a very meaningful time, a low voice came from the direction of the balcony, and Duan Ling was still on the phone.

I can't tell what my mood is at the moment, it's a little empty, and a little floating, at least in this moment, I can't find the foothold I should have.

With his chin resting on his arm, Xie Ning silently stared at the ticking alarm clock in front of him. The balcony door was pushed open until the minute hand and the hour hand made an angle again.

Duan Ling's complexion was not very good, thinking that the phone call just now was not as simple as birthday wishes.

Seeing him put on his coat, Xie Ning straightened his back and asked, "Are you going back?"

Duan Ling paused while putting on her clothes, took out her mobile phone to check the time, and then blurted out a curse word.

"Well, there are still things to deal with."

"what's up?"

"Trash thing, are you going home or not?"

After taking a deep look at him, Xie Ning turned his head and leaned back on the table: "I'll stay in school."

There was silence behind him, and after a while, Duan Ling's voice came.

"At six o'clock in the evening, Li Lei will pick you up."

Six o'clock, that is, almost eight o'clock to the city center.

The banquet was not over yet at this time, Duan Ling probably planned to leave early.

Xie Ning gave a muffled 'hmm' and didn't take it to heart at all.

If there is no accident, Duan Ling will not be able to leave Duan's house tonight, let alone come to him.

He thought angrily, if he didn't take himself, he asked for it!

There was no sound of the door opening from behind for a long time, and Xie Ning didn't turn his head to look. He was forced to sit up until the back of his neck was pinched.

"You have nothing to say?"

Facing the anger in his eyes, Xie Ning shook his head, and found out what he had missed.

"…Happy birthday."

Her complexion improved a little, Duan Ling raised her chin proudly: "Where are the things?"

"..."

...He set the alarm clock to send blessings, but Duan Ling set the alarm clock to ask for gifts.

Xie Ning was a little helpless, but his mood was not as depressed as before.

His eyes flickered, and he looked away from the alarm clock, with a guilty expression on his face: "I forgot to prepare."

Duan Ling said that giving him what he wants is an equivalent gift in return. He has been thinking about this issue recently, and finally figured out some signs.

The things are ready, but he hasn't decided whether to give them to Duan Ling, and even if they do, it's best to do so at night.

As soon as the words fell, the air was oppressed by the gloomy aura until it froze.

The moon outside the window was blocked by dark clouds at some point, and the sporadic snowflakes fell one by one in the prelude to Christmas, arriving as expected.

The alarm clock on the table was roughly turned off, and Duan Ling pinched his chin and kissed him directly, with a strong smell of gunpowder between his lips and teeth.

The intense kiss gradually aroused other reactions until the anger subsided, and Duan Ling bit him, unable to control the strength.

Xie Ning groaned in pain, and was about to resist, but Duan Ling backed away first.

He took a deep breath, as if trying to suppress something.

"Forget it, don't send it away."

A low and hoarse voice rang in his ears, containing a bit of indescribable charm.

"Tonight, let's do something else."

The author has something to say: Duan Ling: The group who were cowardly in the past, why are they rushing to become targets now?

Xie Ning: For your integrity