Dressed as a Heartthrob Boyfriend [Transmigration Book]

The dormitory was so quiet that a needle could be heard, and the picture seemed to freeze.

The three roommates looked at him with half-open mouths.

Not sure if it's the recent final exam, the review was so delirious that it led to auditory hallucinations, Wen Xiao, who browsed the most forums, stammered and asked, "Xie Ning, who are you talking about him...?"

Not knowing when the photos would be hacked again, Xie Ning, who was going to sleep, went back to the desk, turned on the computer, and decided to download a copy to save first.

"It's my boyfriend."

Wen Xiao: "..."

There is nothing wrong with his ears, this sentence really came from the mouth of his obedient roommate who has nothing to do with the world.

Wen Xiao and the three looked at each other, their faces couldn't contain any other expressions except for astonishment.

"Your boyfriend?! You actually have a boyfriend???"

Xie Ning was frightened by his fierce reaction, and nodded in confusion: "...I have."

"The ones said on the forum...!"

In the middle of the conversation, Wen Xiao remembered that after the first semester, Xie Ning deleted the app of the A University Forum with the reason of 'out of sight, out of mind'.

Turning his gaze back to the stunning face on the computer again, Gao Chengyang murmured in despair: "No wonder..."

If another person said that, they wouldn't believe it at all, and would only think that the other party was joking or delusional.

But that's Shainin.

Xie Ning, who was pursued by the famous beauties in University A, but was obsessed with studying without changing his expression, he wouldn't just say such nonsense.

A few roommates stayed awake half the night, forcing themselves to digest.

Having been roommates for a year, they all know each other well. The three of them knew that Xie Ning didn't like the feeling of being watched, and he didn't like having his private affairs discussed. Brother, resist to keep the secret.

During the days of the final exam, the atmosphere in the mathematics department was weird.

The reason is that a few people in the 305 dormitory were driven crazy by the exam. Every time they took out their mobile phones, they would show a constipated expression, and from time to time they would perform a mime in the air, which was really weird.

Xie Ning didn't know that his roommates had insomnia and dreams throughout the winter vacation because of his words, and kept silent. If he knew, he would definitely laugh first instead of being moved.

No matter how popular Duan Ling is, just a single photo won't bring him much hatred.

... people are not here.

The end of January is approaching, the final exams are over, and the winter vacation of major schools begins.

This year's New Year's Eve was relatively early, also in January, time passed slowly, the New Year was over, and Xie Ning suddenly entered a stage of doing nothing when he came back from his hometown.

There is no pressure to study, no drama or troubles to solve, and no homework during the college holidays. He doesn't even know what to do except read some books by himself every day.

After being paralyzed at home like a salted fish for a week, the Nangao group that was temporarily created in the third year of high school had a movement.

Red Mao took the lead and said that they would come out to get together during the holidays. Xie Ning was curious about their current situation, and he agreed because he was fine.

I have to say that in terms of playing, no one can compare to Nan Gao's little hooligan.

Under the leadership of several people, Xie Ning discovered for the first time that there are so many strange places in City A.

After a day of relaxing and playing, the former three good students actually competed with the fruit machines in the game hall, trying to use professional mathematical knowledge to calculate the probability of winning the bet.

"It's all set by the computer, and it's basically about 7 percent." Meng Jijiu, who has been around for many years, patiently explained: "The probability of individual icons is even lower, only [-] percent, such as cherries, stars and [-]. "

"So it's just luck?"

"That's not true." Meng Jijiu bit the tip of his tongue and smiled mysteriously at him: "The game coins just ran out, so take a gamble."

Said he wanted to gamble, Meng Jijiu not only took out a coin from somewhere and hung it in the coin slot, but did not move for a long time.

Xie Ning looked at him suspiciously.

It was cold in winter, and he was wearing a scarf. Because the temperature in the game hall was too high, his cheeks were flushed now, and the heat was steaming around his body.

Meng Jijiu looked at him with a brisk tone: "How much do you want?"

"Me?" Xie Ning conservatively estimated: "Ten, I haven't tried the fruit machines next to it."

"it is good."

Agreeing without any pressure, Meng Jijiu quickly pressed several buttons, finally finalized a combination, and pressed start.

As the aperture rolled, Xie Ning gradually widened his eyes.

The game console made a celebratory sound, and just spit out eleven game coins.

Meng Jijiu took back the first one, and gave him the others: "Here, I'll give you as much as you want."

Xie Ning looked at the ten game coins in his hand, his head was still recalling his dazzled trick just now, a moment later, he heard a crisp sound, and another coin fell into his hand, which was obviously different from the other ten.

"This lucky coin is also for you." Meng Jijiu was showing off something rarely seen with a youthful look on his face: "As long as you hold it, you can't lose."

"…real?"

Meng Jijiu winked at him slyly, and said with a smile: "Really, I just clicked randomly just now, this is the key."

Taking out the coin and examining it carefully, Xie Ning asked, "Why do you have this... lucky coin?"

"Part-time job. I used to work in the game hall. I had the cheek to beg the boss for a long time before he gave me one."

"Then you should keep it for yourself." Xie Ning handed it over: "This is also a memory, it wasted for me, I don't come to play much."

The smile on his lips faded, Meng Jijiu looked at the lucky coin and said softly: "I just agreed, the winning is all yours."

Xie Ning opened his mouth and wanted to decline politely, but suddenly there was a clicking sound not far away, it was the sound of taking pictures.

The person who took the sneak shot obviously didn't expect that he forgot to turn off the sound, and ran away in a panic after taking the photo. A few young people who were traveling with him were confused, and a few showed their faces and looked at Xie Ning in surprise.

Xie Ning had encountered this kind of thing being secretly photographed in school too many times, and he didn't intend to take it seriously. Instead, Meng Jijiu's smile suddenly disappeared, and he looked at the group of men and women with a serious expression.

In the past, the school bully's aura remained undiminished, and there was obviously only one person, staring at three or five men and women with chills down their spines.

The prelude to this hostility and trouble was not too familiar, but Xie Ning reflexively wanted to smooth his hair, and stretched out his hand to grab Meng Jijiu's arm.

"part…"

As soon as he uttered a word, his tongue tied up.

The blood on Meng Jijiu's face suddenly faded, and he turned to Xie Ning who was frozen in place.

……

That night, when Xie Ning was completely unaware, the photos of the game hall had already been posted on the forum.

Although the school is on holiday, the forum has carnivals all year round. Because he is not among the carnival crowd, his life is as peaceful as usual, and he still doesn't know what is happening on the forum.

In the next few days, Xie Ning Dumao entertained himself at home and had nothing to do, either studying mathematics or reading some extracurricular books for his hobbies.

This "home" does not refer to the home in Zhuanglin Community, but a high-rise building near the school.

When he first entered college, Young Master Duan sent him the key, saying that he was not used to living in the dormitory and moved there by himself, his words and deeds were full of domineering and arrogance of a rich man.

The upstart Xie Ning obediently obeyed the arrangement of the rich.

The key is picked up, but he rarely comes here.

He didn't have much fun by himself, and when he was with his classmates, he was afraid that Duan Ling would mess up and dirty the house, so the house had been vacant all this time.

During the recent winter vacation, Father Xie went on a business trip. He thought it would be too wasteful to stay empty, and wanted to increase his popularity, so he has been living here alone for the past few days.

…and there is one more reason.

Here, you can avoid encountering Meng Jijiu by chance.

Maybe it was because of the backlog of his thoughts that he was weaving. He temporarily short-circuited his brain and invisibly annoyed Meng Jijiu. The evidence is that Meng Jijiu never spoke to him again that day.

Xie Ning sighed, shook his head and told himself, stop thinking about it.

Today is the annual Valentine's Day after all, and there are other things to look forward to!

Since the relationship, the two Valentine's Days have been separated, and his relationship is really a bit unlucky.

……

At ten o'clock in the evening, Xie Ning dialed the fifth call, but there was still a blind tone in the receiver.

In the empty room, he curled up on the sofa alone, the TV screen flickered on and off, playing the most popular variety show at the moment.

The eyes reflecting the screen were silent, Xie Ning looked at the time and hugged the pillow in his arms even tighter.

Yesterday he had a busy day, but today he planned to go to bed earlier.

After eleven o'clock, he picked up his mobile phone and made another call. He listened with his heart in his hands. Half a minute later, when he heard a sweet female voice again, Xie Ning buried himself in the pillow.

Duan Ling is very busy recently, not to mention the phone, even the frequency of message recovery has become less, and often converts the video into voice, so I can't see my face.

About half a month ago, he also called Duan Ling at night. The time abroad was in the morning, and Duan Ling was answered by the second operator, so it was switched to voice.

Duan Ling didn't look like she was in class, but more like she was at a party, with lively music in the background.

The two hadn't chatted a few words before they were interrupted by a deep and mellow male voice.

Xie Ning's English listening was not particularly good, and he could only tell that the other party seemed to be asking who he was calling.

What did Duan Ling say...

It was too fast, and it was still in English, so he couldn't even remember it.

Sure enough, a person like a heartthrob is a luminous existence wherever he goes, and can attract countless people to surround him one after another.

Thinking of this, Xie Ning couldn't help feeling sour.

He used to find Duan Ling's withdrawn and perverse personality difficult to get along with, and sometimes wished that he would become a little more gentle and reasonable, but now, he began to worry that Duan Ling had changed.

Worried that he really no longer rejects people, worried that he has become patient with others, and even worried...his cleanliness has been cured.

I don't know how long it took, Xie Ning almost fell asleep, half asleep, half awake, the phone suddenly rang.

Looking at the name on the screen, he was dazed for a long time before he realized it. He was in a hurry to press the answer button, but his hand slipped and the phone accidentally dropped on the carpet.

He frantically went to pick it up, and his legs became numb because of the curled up position. When he got off the sofa, he was unsteady and fell down.

The elbow was stabbed by the coffee table, Xie Ning gasped in pain, before he had time to check the injury, he answered the phone first.

His legs were still numb, but there was a carpet on the floor. He adjusted his posture with difficulty, and sat with his back against the sofa with his knees bent, waiting for the numbness to disappear.

"Hey."

On the other end of the phone, Duan Ling spoke first, her voice was tired and slightly hoarse.

"..."

At that moment, hearing the familiar voice, Xie Ning didn't know what was wrong with him, and his throat suddenly choked.

The eye sockets were sore and swollen, and the funny program played on the TV was reflected in the brimming water.

He tried to adjust his mood, but in the blink of an eye, a bean-sized drop of water rolled down his cheek and hit the ground with a snap.

I've been so unlucky lately!

First, he hurt his friend, and Duan Ling was very busy. It was hard to get through on Valentine's Day, so let's forget about the phone connection, and he fell down again after finally getting through.

All kinds of complicated emotions were boiling, Xie Ning blinked his eyes, the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became.

It's hard not to notice something strange in the lengthy silence.

Duan Ling explained: "The signal is not good in this place, Xie Ning?"

The wind in the microphone woke up his mind a little, Xie Ning quickly wiped the corners of his eyes, it would be too embarrassing to cry because of such a trivial matter.

"It's nothing." He sniffled his nose lightly and said, "I just accidentally dropped it just now."

"..."

The person on the other side didn't speak for a while, and the next second, a notification sound came from the mobile phone, showing the interface for applying for a video call.

Xie Ning panicked and refused without thinking.

"Accept." There was an order in the tone, and after a pause, Duan Ling slowed down her tone again in the next sentence: "Xie Ning, turn on the camera."

"...I don't drive it, didn't you not drive it before."

Even if I told myself that I couldn't be more embarrassing, tears still flowed out one drop after another.

He started to get angry with himself, Xie Ning hugged the pillow, and wiped his tears angrily on it, the corners of his eyes became redder, and he didn't know if it was a hallucination, but he actually smelled a little bit of Duan Ling on the pillow.

As a result, it was even more unbearable, like a flood with a broken gate.

"Hey, let's talk after opening it." Duan Ling was persuasive, with a rare gentle voice: "Why are you crying?"

When the whole face is buried in the pillow, there will be an illusion that you can express your heart without being heard by the other party.

"Xie Ning?"

"..."

Xie Ning pressed the phone's sound port: "I miss you so much."

I thought it would not be difficult to separate. In the past ten years, living alone has long become a habit. I have only dated Duan Ling for half a year, and a temporary separation is not a breakup. He just lives like before.

He had thought so.

The first sentence tells of a weak mosquito moan, but the second sentence is finally stained with whimpering.

Xie Ning lightly opened his fingers: "Duan Ling...I miss you so much."