Dressed as a Heartthrob Boyfriend [Transmigration Book]

Coming out of the infirmary, Xie Ning stood at the door for a while.

He came here this time not only to ask about Zhuang Mingyu, because Zhuang Tinglan used to be Duan Ling's personal doctor, he also wanted to test whether the other party could smell Duan Ling's body.

In other words, can you explain the reason for that fragrance, but the words rolled on his tongue, and he finally swallowed it back.

...too risky.

Even if he was eager to find out the answer, he didn't dare to reveal too much to a stranger who didn't know good or evil.

On the way back, Xie Ning remembered another thing.

Yesterday Duan Ling came to the infirmary alone to look for Zhuang Tinglan, but the accident between him and Zhuang Mingyu was not revealed yesterday. Doesn't this mean that even because he lost his job, Zhuang Tinglan didn't tell about it?

Zhuang Tinglan, who didn't appear in the original book, seemed to be surrounded by a mysterious mist, which he couldn't see through at all.

Xie Ning even began to doubt his own judgment. Maybe someone else was the one who drugged Christmas.

Thinking about it carefully, it is not impossible for Gu Zizhen to have a convulsion.

Xie Ning had so many emotions in his heart that when he met Duan Ling at the door of Class B, his first reaction was to slip into Class B like a galloping ostrich.

On the second day of the quarrel, Duan Ling's secret side was caught off guard, and Xie Ning would inevitably be shaken by guilt when facing him.

It's true that Duan Ling often scares him, but liking him...seems to be true too.

Thinking in another way, if he found out that Duan Ling was kissed, he might also be furious. Duan Ling is more tempered than ordinary people, but biting people at every turn is scary and painful.

He didn't know how to deal with it for a while, so he slipped away shamefully for the time being.

At the door of Class A, Duan Ling froze in place, and Wei Shuangnan at the side sighed helplessly hearing his gnashing of teeth.

"...You two are so troublesome."

Xie Ning didn't know that his actions had been interpreted into another meaning. After returning to Class B, he buried his head on the table, racking his brains to figure out how to get out of the cold war state.

The afternoon passed extraordinarily long, and Xie Ning didn't perform very well in the test, barely hooking the tail of Class B.

Although I don't know how Zhuang Tinglan made the prediction, but that night, he did catch a cold.

"You speak nasally in the morning." The roommate said from a distance.

Xie Ning lay on the bed, his voice was weak and weak: "I didn't even notice."

"It's been snowing for the past few days, so wear more clothes."

Before my throat was swollen, I thought it was a cold, but it turned out to be wrong, but now the cold came to my door without warning.

There were still three days left for the training camp, and he didn't bring particularly thick clothes, so he could only pray that Zhuang Tinglan's cold medicine would have special effects.

On the fourth night, 404 was still immersed in a weird atmosphere.

A cold struck, Xie Ning didn't brush up the questions, and fell asleep not long after lying on the bed.

At about nine o'clock, he struggled to wake up from his sleep, his brain was still groggy, and the cold seemed to be getting worse.

After waking up, he grabbed the railing and looked towards the upper bunk, but Duan Ling was not there.

"He went out to make a phone call." The roommate who had been watching secretly for several days reminded him aloud.

Xie Ning nodded, his head was twice as heavy as usual.

After leaving the dormitory, at the end of the corridor, he saw Duan Ling with a sullen expression on his face.

After such a distance, he could feel the strong aura of the other party. He didn't know who he was talking to, but it was definitely not a pleasant call.

Xie Ning didn't want to hit the muzzle of the gun, but he had been holding back his words for a whole day, and he was in a weak cold period.

After hesitating for a moment, he still walked over.

Before he could speak, Duan Ling hung up the phone, her eyebrows furrowed deeply.

"Talk."

Xie Ning was taken aback and nodded.

At this time, most of the people in the dormitory were awake, and Duan Ling seemed a little irritable as the students who memorized formulas walked around in the corridor.

"Go out and talk."

"Outside?" Xie Ning looked out the window, the snow hadn't stopped yet.

He silently pursed his lips: "OK, lend me a piece of clothing."

Thinking of something, Duan Ling's face turned blue. She didn't expect him to be unhappy, Xie Ning added: "I can let others borrow it."

"You fucking, get it yourself!"

"..."

At 09:30 in the evening, the sky was still full of snowflakes.

It is not uncommon for snow to fall several times after Christmas, but in the training ground where the entertainment environment is scarce, some people are still excited about it, such as Xie Ning.

He likes snowy days very much. When the cold wind blows, his distracted spirit becomes clearer, but the temperature is too cold, and he is a little worried that the cold will worsen.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Duan Ling beside him.

After noon, they didn't say anything, and Duan Ling didn't notice that he had a cold at all.

Wandering outside aimlessly, burying his face in the scarf, he took a breath, trying to unclog his blocked nose, not noticing that the face of Duan Ling beside him was already darkened.

"Does it smell good?

"Huh?" Xie Ning turned his head in a daze, not understanding what he meant.

Duan Ling stopped, hugged him suddenly and said, "What's the smell? Describe it."

It took a long time for Xie Ning to realize what he was referring to.

In fact, he has a cold and stuffy nose, and now he can't smell Duan Ling's body at all. He obviously can't smell it, but his heartbeat keeps soaring.

"Description?...It's very fragrant."

He was thick-skinned when he said this before, but Xie Ning felt a little embarrassed when he was ordered to say it.

Just yesterday, he was still thinking wildly, but in fact he felt that Duan Ling might not like him that much, so he paved the way ahead of time.

After calming down, think again, even if he might not reject Duan Ling because of the taste, the subsequent relationship must not be because of the taste, otherwise he would have fallen for the heartthrob from the very beginning.

What's more, Xiaomao and Lili don't really like Duan Ling.

Xie Ning admitted that he was a little worried about gains and losses. The original book had influenced him too deeply. Subconsciously, he always felt that the two of them would not be together, and he was not so capable of catching a heartthrob.

Because of the fear of getting hurt, once something goes wrong, the first reaction is naturally to find a reason to retreat and find a way to anesthetize myself.

It is definitely wrong to fall in love with this kind of mentality, Xie Ning blamed himself in his heart, hugged Duan Ling and whispered: "I'm sorry..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was pushed away.

Not only was he pushed away, but he seemed to see the sneer in Duan Ling's eyes. Besides, he seemed to be a little... injured?

"Oh, there's no need." Duan Ling sneered: "Don't you just like the taste? Don't worry, it will be gone soon. As for the breakup? You owe me, just obediently wait till I get tired of it!"

Xie Ning was already out of his mind right now, so he was directly scolded into a daze.

But bewildered doesn't mean he lost his mind. After a while, his face turned pale, and he asked in a daze, "Why is it gone?"

Duan Ling was so angry that her veins twitched, her fists on her sides were clenched tightly, she turned around and walked to the dormitory after finishing what she had to say.

The barren plain of City B is cold and windy, except for the lights inside the building and on the playground, the distance is submerged in darkness, the light in front of my eyes is enough to see the falling snowflakes and the mist that lingers when I speak.

"Duan Ling!"

Duan Ling walked very fast, Xie Ning chased after him slowly, before walking a few steps, the sole of his foot slipped, and at this moment he fell to the ground.

It was hard to ignore the solid muffled sound. Duan Ling in front of her stopped and turned her head away from the street lamp.

"..."

It doesn't hurt to fall, it's just embarrassing.

Xie Ning was going to get up straight away, but when he saw Duan Ling watching from the sidelines, he suddenly changed his mind.

He sat in the cold snow without moving, and there was no one else around. The two of them were in a stalemate for a while, Duan Ling turned around completely, and just turned her head to see what he wanted to do.

If he understands correctly, the plot of going abroad in the original book may still come.

Although I don't know the reason, but looking at Duan Ling's attitude, it is obvious that he didn't know it suddenly. Besides, the meaning between the lines in his words seems to have misunderstood something after hearing the conversation between him and Meng Jijiu.

Xie Ning took a deep breath, the situation couldn't have gotten worse, but for some reason, he didn't panic as he imagined.

Probably because no matter how fierce he said, Duan Ling stopped when he fell.

Just not coming.

In the current situation, an explanation is not as good as a bitter plan.

Xie Ning gritted his teeth, propped up his weak and cold body, kneaded a snowball on the spot and threw it at him.

The snowball didn't hit anyone, and landed limply next to Duan Ling's shoe.

He looked down: "Is it itchy?"

Xie Ning made a 'tsk' sound, his fingers turned red from the cold and didn't give up, he buried his head in rubbing a heavier one, this time he hit it, and directly hit Duan Ling's leg, stained with a large amount of snow.

After sitting in the snow for nearly 2 minutes, he was shivering from the cold. Seeing that Duan Ling hadn't come over, he continued to make snowballs angrily.

If you go all out, training or something, you will never pass him in the exam anyway, no matter how many you get!

The creaking sound came from far to near. Duan Ling walked up to him and crushed several snowballs on the ground. The sound was more chilling than crushed snowflakes.

"interesting?"

Xie Ning's lips turned white from the cold: "It's okay, at least you're back."

I don't know how long it took, and there was a low curse in his ear.

"stand up!"

Xie Ning stretched out his hand and said in a nasal voice, "Pull me."

His face was half upturned, the tip of his nose was red from the cold, and he was originally harmless and innocent, but now his pathetic strength was multiplied several times.

Whenever there is a male supporting role at the scene, they have to scold him, 'What a fucking white lotus'.

"Fuck! I'm so fucking tired of tossing with you!"

Duan Ling also cursed and rudely pulled him up from the ground.

Xie Ning staggered from being pulled, and managed to stand still, but saw that he was about to let go.

What's the point of standing still, he simply made a decisive decision, threw himself into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

"I won't break up!"

There are many things I want to say, but in the crater that has erupted, I can only choose the most important sentence to save the emergency.

"I like you."