Dressed as a Heartthrob Boyfriend [Transmigration Book]

He had long been aware of Duan Ling's unreasonableness, but he never expected him to be so unreasonable.

"I don't choose..." Without even thinking about it, Xie Ning immediately refused.

This is the proposition, no matter what the result is, the training camp will inevitably be turned into a turbulent wave.

However, this is another proposition that can be determined by the answer.

Duan Ling said coldly: "It's okay to blame Meng Qijiu."

Xie Ning: "..."

After that, he turned around and was about to leave, as if looking for someone to settle accounts.

Xie Ning hurriedly stopped him: "If you have to fight to vent your anger, I can choose myself!"

"...Do you really think that I dare not beat you?" Duan Ling's imposing manner was harsh, and she almost sternly reprimanded: "Let go!"

Before Xie Ning could let go, he was thrown away.

"Duan Ling!"

When Duan Ling walked to the door, he lowered his head halfway as if giving up, his trembling voice was so soft that it could be scattered by the wind: "Zhuang Mingyu..."

Now that the matter has come to this point, Duan Ling can't be stopped. He can't drag Meng Jijiu, who has nothing to do with it, into the water.

From an angle that Xie Ning could not see, Duan Ling's expression not only did not ease, but became even colder.

"It's Zhuang Mingyu."

After finishing this terrible multiple-choice question, he fell back to his seat as if he had exhausted all the strength in his body.

After a few seconds, Duan Ling left, and the empty classroom was completely silent.

Whether he went to trouble Zhuang Mingyu or do other things, Xie Ning suddenly didn't want to care about it.

The exhaustion in my heart is mixed with a shivering chill, and the pain on my lips has not yet dissipated. This feeling of helplessness is always tiring.

If you mess up the training camp, just screw it up, anyway, the world revolves around the protagonist, and other people are just cannon fodder to serve him.

Obviously thinking so, but the eye sockets started to heat up again.

...It's different from what Meng Jijiu said.

Even if he confessed in advance, the result was still extremely bad.

But Meng Qijiu was right about one thing.

His fear could not make Duan Ling change his decision, Duan Ling didn't care that much.

In other words, Duan Ling may... not like him much.

...What about myself?

A look of confusion flashed across Xie Ning's face.

How much does he like Duan Ling?

Kissing with others would make him feel repulsed, but when he kissed Duan Ling for the first time, he didn't react physically. Could it be because when he read the original book, he always focused on Duan Ling, the protagonist.

Because he has been paying attention to Duan Ling, for him, Duan Ling is the only familiar existence in the strange world. After coming here, his eyes also revolve around Duan Ling. Unknowingly, he may not be so repulsive.

After realizing that Duan Ling didn't like him that much, Xie Ning couldn't help but find a way out for himself.

Just like the fledgling complex, he acquiesces that this is a book. Except for Duan Ling, he has never tried to understand other people. This kind of liking may be the illusion that Duan Ling has no choice but to produce under unreasonable pressure.

That's right, it must be so, Duan Ling didn't like him that much, and he didn't have to be Duan Ling, so even if they broke up in the end, it wouldn't be too bad.

Just as he was thinking wildly, there was a slight sound in the classroom.

Someone stepped in and stood beside him.

Xie Ning moved his nose, the sweet smell was very light, like milk tea, and also like candy residue, so light that it was almost hard to catch.

Meng Jijiu's voice came from above his head: "Did he make you cry?"

"...I didn't cry."

Xie Ning didn't look up, his eyes under his bangs kept blinking, trying to dry the mist in his eyes.

After a while, the sight gradually became clear, and the stiff figure eased slightly.

Meng Jijiu waited patiently for him to adjust before saying, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made up my mind about your affairs."

"I don't blame you, I'll talk about it sooner or later." Xie Ning murmured to his shadow in a daze, "Thank you for helping me make a decision. Sometimes, I really don't know what to do. Now I can breathe a sigh of relief."

"He treats you so well, why are you still with him?"

Before the brain had time to think, the words of rebuttal had already been spoken.

"He was angry because I kept it from him." Xie Ning explained, "In fact, he was very kind to me."

As soon as the words fell, he froze himself.

He had just been bitten and had already found a way out, so why did he explain to Duan Ling!

...But in normal times, Duan Ling is indeed as said, almost using his patience on his head, at least compared to the original book, but when this kind of extreme anger, Duan Ling will not worry about his feelings .

Just when he was about to get distracted again, Meng Jijiu's voice sounded again.

"Did I treat you badly?"

"…Um?"

"Xie Ning." Watching the twirling hair on his head, Meng Jijiu said softly, "Look up at me."

Feeling stuck, Xie Ning raised his head in a daze, and when he met Meng Jijiu's gaze, his heart tightened slightly.

Meng Jijiu's eyes are like black pearls immersed in a pool of water. When he focuses on them, it will give people the illusion that he can only see you.

Facing such a gaze, for some reason, Xie Ning felt an unspeakable panic in his heart.

Meng Qijiu moved his mouth, and after experiencing a battle between heaven and man, the restlessness in his eyes finally fell silent.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this." He changed the subject pretending to be normal: "Do you still remember my sister?"

"Little?"

"Every time I have fought with Duan Ling, she will become very clingy to me. I have been looking for the reason, until the last time you came, Lili came out and caught you."

Xie Ning was still staring at Meng Jijiu, seeing his words become cramped, the tips of his ears blushed, and the panic in his heart was boiling.

"Later you transferred to Nangao, and one day at noon, Xiaomao came to see you." Meng Jijiu's voice paused, dimples emerged: "It was the day you gave me candy, didn't I talk to Xiaomao in the corridor."

Xie Ning said stiffly, "...I remember, he didn't come that afternoon."

"I asked him why he came to stare at you, and guess what he said."

"What, what?"

Meng Jijiu lost his sight for a moment: "He said, you smell like Duan Ling."

"..."

"It's ridiculous that after so many fights with Duan Ling, I didn't find any smell on him, but Lili and Xiaomao are both obsessed with it."

Speaking of this, Meng Jijiu's voice became empty: "Xie Ning, I can't cure my sister, and I can't help Xiaomao, but I have a feeling that Duan Ling can easily accomplish these things that I can't do. .”

With half a sentence left, Meng Jijiu looked at the person in front of him and kept it in his heart.

His pupils shook violently, seeing the loneliness in his eyes, Xie Ning hurriedly stood up and explained: "That's not the case! It's just...a physical problem, don't think about it!"

Even if Duan Ling has a weird redemption physique, for Lili and Xiaomao, Meng Jijiu, who has been taking care of them, is definitely more important!

Meng Jijiu didn't argue, just smiled at him gently.

"Xie Ning, can you smell it?"

Xie Ning suddenly stopped in place.

After a long time, he shook his head stiffly.

Meng Qijiu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, this is quite strange. I asked the students Nangao and Duan Ling had contacted, and they all said that they couldn't smell anything."

Not only Nangao, Weilan No. [-] Middle School and Yangcheng, there are very few people who can smell Duan Ling's body.

Various thoughts swirled in his mind. He hadn't paid much attention to this issue all this time. Now, after someone reminded him, a strange idea appeared in Xie Ning's mind.

...He didn't reject him when he was kissed by Duan Ling for the first time, maybe it was because of Duan Ling's smell.

Thinking about it carefully, at the beginning, if the distance was too close, his brain would become groggy, but now it is gone.

When he was recalling, Meng Jijiu interrupted: "Xie Ning, are you thinking about him again?"

"Don't want me to miss you?"

An arrogant voice suddenly sounded from the door of the classroom, the two of them were taken aback at the same time, and turned their heads to look.

Duan Ling leaned against the door, with a faint sneer on her lips.

Xie Ning widened his eyes, surprised at his return: "Duan Ling...?"

Meng Jijiu quickly calmed down, and provocatively said: "It's also possible."

Duan Ling's face sank for a moment, but she didn't rush in, she still stood at the door.

"Xie Ning." Peach Blossom Eyes swept between the two of them, and he said lightly, "Come here."

Xie Ning didn't move, or he hasn't reacted yet.

Didn't Duan Ling go to teach Zhuang Mingyu a lesson?Why are you back again?

Compared with his ignorance, Meng Jijiu's muscles froze because of this sentence, and all five senses were concentrated on his side.

"...Didn't you leave?" Xie Ning couldn't help asking.

"Come here, go back."

The curvature of the corner of her mouth disappeared, and Duan Ling repeated again, her voice was like a straight string, carrying an urgency that she didn't even notice.

It was fine if there was no fight, Xie Ning took a long breath, then turned to Meng Jijiu and said, "Jijiu, I'm leaving first, I'll contact you by phone if you need anything."

When he spoke, his mood was not as relaxed as his tone, but extremely complicated, but those emotions were artificially suppressed in his heart.

After that, he walked directly towards the door. Meng Jijiu subconsciously stretched out his hand, and his arm finally stopped in mid-air.

Duan Ling's expression finally eased a little. He glanced at Meng Jijiu who was frozen in place, and before Xie Ning approached, he grabbed his hand and walked out.

Xie Ning was startled, and was about to say something, but his gaze suddenly turned to the grasped hand.

A layer of cold sweat oozed out of Duan Ling's palm, it was damp and cold, completely different from usual.

"Are you feeling unwell?" After a pause, he asked hesitantly.

"No."

He didn't feel uncomfortable, and he didn't even fight with Meng Jijiu. Not only that, but in the few minutes he left just now, he seemed to just find Zhuang Mingyu and beat him up.

Xie Ning's mind went back and forth a thousand times, still digesting what happened today, and his brain was still in a state of exhaustion.

The atmosphere and the night fell into silence together.

After the training camp, the building was very cold and quiet, and you could hear the echo when you spoke. In addition, the winter was short, and most of the lights in the building were extinguished, and it was even darker outside. decoration.

After a long time, he asked softly, "Why did you come back?"

Duan Ling's expression was cold, and she said angrily, "No way?"

Seemingly still in a flammable and explosive state, Xie Ning licked his stinging lips, not wanting to provoke him at this time.

"I thought you were in a fight."

"Ah."

Duan Ling snorted and took out the mobile phone with her free hand. After a while, there was a vibrating sound from Xie Ning's pocket.

Xie Ning wanted to free his right hand to take it, but found that he couldn't free it at all. In desperation, he had to use his left hand awkwardly.

The newly received information is a screenshot, their chat history yesterday.

[Xie Ning: Don't cause trouble, how about I give you a box of limited edition candies after the training camp is over? 】

【Duan Ling: Tch】

【Duan Ling: Change to another one】

[Xie Ning: All right, all right, don't fight! 】

He was a little confused, what does this mean.

Before he could ask, Duan Ling said the following with a cold face.

"Remember, you owe me something."