[Quick Transmigration] Take away the bloody protagonist

Since the chip carrying Zhou Mao's consciousness was removed from Sai Luo's body, Zhou Mao's world has become dark.He is ignorant and has no notion of time.

After staying in this world for an unknown amount of time, Zhou Mao vaguely felt his body slowly fall into a space.His arms, legs, and cheeks touched smooth, hard objects and regained feeling.There was also a noise in my ears, mixed with cicadas, the sound was not too loud, it was familiar, but a little strange.

A slender stick poked his arm lightly, Zhou Mao lifted his head from the crook of his arm, and looked around blankly.

For some reason, he was in a classroom.It seems that the time after school has already passed, the classroom is empty, there is no one, only stacks of books are supported by iron frames and placed on the table.

The sunset glow followed the window lattice and reflected in the classroom, coating all objects with a layer of faint crimson light.

"Don't sleep." A person sat back on the stool in front of Zhou Mao, and poked his arm with his finger again, "School is already over."

Zhou Mao followed the voice, and a familiar face came into his eyes.Song Xiaofei put his hands on the back of the chair and looked at himself with a smile on his face.His leisurely expression remained the same as before, but the lines on his face were much softer than Zhou Mao's memory.

"Didn't you graduate? Why are you back?" A voice that I had never heard before came from Zhou Mao's mouth. This voice was very strange, but it also had a hint of familiarity.

"I just graduated a few days ago, okay? Can't I come back?" Song Xiaofei smiled, reaching out to pinch Zhou Mao's face, but Zhou Mao knocked him off with a wave. "I won't see you for a few days, do you miss me?"

"The devil misses you." Zhou Mao replied coldly.He didn't want to be so indifferent, but the language, behavior and expression of this body seemed to be out of Zhou Mao's control.

Song Xiaofei smiled indifferently.

"I was admitted to the Department of Medicine of P University. How is it? Are you serious?" He lowered his head, put his chin on the back of the chair, and looked at Zhou Mao with some credit.

Zhou Mao snorted. "None of my business," he said.

"You should work hard too, and come to City B." Song Xiaofei said, and lightly tapped Zhou Mao's arm, "In this way, if you fight again, I can still send you to the hospital in time."

Before Zhou Mao could say "don't worry about it", he saw a girl poking her head out from the door of the classroom. "Song Xiaofei!" She yelled at Song Xiaofei, "Why did you come to the second grade classroom again? A group of us are preparing for a dinner at the school gate, and we are waiting for you!"

"I'll be right there." Song Xiaofei waved at the girl, then turned to look at Zhou Mao.

"I'm leaving, don't miss me." Song Xiaofei smiled and stood up from the chair, "Come to my house to play during the summer vacation. If you want to be alone, you can bring your brother .”

"No!" Zhou Mao turned his head, but his hand grabbed Song Xiaofei's clothes. "wait."

Song Xiaofei's expression flashed with surprise, and he immediately lowered the corners of his eyes.

"What's wrong?" He asked with a smile, "You want to confess to me?"

Zhou Mao felt a rush of heat on his cheeks. "You have a good idea!" He said viciously, pulled out a small rectangular box from the desk, and stuffed it into Song Xiaofei's hand. "Take this!"

"What is this?" Song Xiaofei took the box and blinked at Zhou Mao, "Can I have a look?"

Zhou Mao didn't speak.Song Xiaofei accepted his acquiescence and opened the box.

"Pen?" He picked up a dark blue pen and looked at it carefully, "For me?"

Zhou Mao nodded. "Yes," he said, "congratulations on getting in...congratulations on getting out of my side."

Song Xiaofei smiled slightly with gentle eyes. "Thank you." He said, putting the pen back into the box carefully, "But are you an old man, who still gives other people pens now?"

"Give it back to me if you don't want it!" Zhou Mao blushed and said.

Song Xiaofei raised the corner of his mouth and stuffed the box into his backpack. "Who said I don't want it anymore?" He bent down and looked at Zhou Mao, "I'm really happy." He held Zhou Mao's hand tightly, and his face got closer and closer.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded at the door: "Brother, are you in the classroom? Let's go home together..."

Zhou Mao's eyes lit up.Jiang Hai appeared at the door of the classroom.He was wearing a simple sports school uniform, carrying a dark blue backpack, his hair was neat and clean, and his upright and handsome face still had the same serious expression, but it was a little more childish.

Song Xiaofei immediately straightened up and greeted Jiang Hai. "Hello Senior Song." Jiang Hai nodded politely.

"Your brother is here. I'm leaving." Song Xiaofei waved at Zhou Mao, and while he wasn't paying attention, reached out and messed up his hair.

"Get lost." Zhou Mao said displeased.He watched Song Xiaofei leave the classroom with a smile on his face, then packed his schoolbag carelessly, and followed Jiang Hai.

The two walked silently on the sidewalk beside the street.Bicycle bells and car horns sounded from time to time, but it was not very noisy.

"I'm going to take the P major." After a moment of silence, Zhou Mao said suddenly.

Jiang Hai turned his head in surprise, with an incredible expression. "University P?" He looked at Zhou Mao suspiciously, "University P is a bit difficult for you, isn't it? Your grades of more than 800..."

He blinked: "Is it because of Senior Song..."

"No!" Zhou Mao felt blood rushing to his cheeks. "Don't you also want to be admitted to P University? Can't I go to the same school as you?"

"All right." Jiang Hai looked at Zhou Mao helplessly, "Then you have to work hard, don't keep causing trouble outside."

Zhou Mao pouted, but did not speak.

The surrounding scenery darkened, and Zhou Mao fell into darkness again.He thought to himself, judging from the situation just now, he probably crossed over to Brother Jiang Hai.

But isn't he in Zhou Mo's world? Why did he suddenly travel through such a realistic scene?Zhou Mao was at a loss.Before he could figure out the situation, the surroundings lit up again.

He and Jiang Hai were surrounded by a group of young people, and Song Xiaofei stood beside him with a smug expression on his face.

"These are my two juniors, direct juniors from a high school. How are you? They look good, right?" He patted Zhou Mao on the shoulder and said to the people around him.

There were bursts of low laughter from the surrounding crowd. "Not bad, not bad, your high school really produces handsome guys." A girl said with a smile, "I just don't know if the juniors have long been famous."

The corner of Song Xiaofei's mouth curled up, and he put his arms around Zhou Mao's shoulders, "I've made an appointment for this junior." He pushed Jiang Hai into the crowd, "I'll leave the rest to you."

The people around laughed and surrounded the bewildered Jiang Hai.Zhou Mao blushed and pushed Song Xiaofei away.

The surrounding scenery darkened, and the scene changed.Zhou Mao sat on the back seat of a bicycle with a bandage on his chin.

"The next time you do something brave, can you take a look around first?" Song Xiaofei complained while riding. "There are so many accomplices around him, so you just charge forward?"

"I used to single out a few by myself, no problem." Zhou Mao said sullenly, clutching his chin.

Song Xiaofei laughed lightly, and then blamed him: "How long has it been since you fought? What if the other party has a knife?"

Zhou Mao wanted to defend himself, but he knew he was wrong, so he could only say embarrassingly: "I have my own estimates. I'm a man, so it's nothing to get hurt. It's your mother-in-law."

Song Xiaofei sighed. "It's not that I miss my mother-in-law, I'm..." He paused.

"What are you?" Zhou Mao bumped Song Xiaofei's back with his forehead, "Say it quickly."

"..." Song Xiaofei was silent for a while. "Xiaohe," he whispered, "do you want to be my..."

Before the words were finished, a car headlight hit the two of them. "Xiaofei?" The person in the car rolled down the window, "Why are you here?"

"Director Zhao." Song Xiaofei squinted his eyes and reached out to block the light, "I'll send my junior back to the dormitory."

The people in the car looked at Song Xiaofei and Zhou Mao before opening the door. "Why don't you drive the car that Dean Song gave you?" He said to Song Xiaofei, reaching out to beckon the two of them into the car, and then moved the bicycles to the trunk, "I'll take you back to the dormitory."

After closing the car door, Director Zhao returned to the driving position and started the accelerator. "Xiao Fei, you're going to graduate in two years, right?" He said, "Should I go directly to work in your father's hospital after graduation?"

"...Yes... right." Song Xiaofei replied hesitantly with an embarrassed expression, and glanced sideways at Zhou Mao.Zhou Mao didn't make a sound.

Song Xiaofei sighed softly.

The scene changes again.Zhou Mao found himself in a familiar hospital corridor.Song Xiaofei greeted him and walked over with a smile.

"I'm transferred." He leaned forward and squeezed Zhou Mao's face, "Are you happy to see me?"

Zhou Mao knocked off Song Xiaofei's hand. "If you're not the second generation ancestor in your father's hospital, what are you doing here?" He said coldly.

"Because I miss you." Song Xiaofei said with a smile.Seeing Zhou Mao's displeasure, he quickly changed his words, "There are many surgical opportunities in public hospitals, so you can gain practical experience faster."

Zhou Mao snorted from his nasal cavity, but felt a tinge of joy in the heart of this body.

The scene changes.Zhou Mao was sitting in the office, and Song Xiaofei squatted in front of him, gently wiping the wound on his face with iodine.

"You are too courageous, you dare to beat the patient's family." Song Xiaofei's tone was full of complaints.

"They made trouble with the doctor." Zhou Mao said stiffly.

"Even if the doctor is in trouble, you can't fight." Song Xiaofei took a cotton swab soaked in alcohol and pressed hard on Zhou Mao's wound, and Zhou Mao hissed in pain.

"If the other party hadn't mistook Jiang Hai for you and kept pestering Jiang Hai, and there happened to be a patient who proved that Jiang Hai was in the consultation at that time and didn't hit anyone, you would probably be deducted from the dean's salary for several months .” Song Xiaofei said.

"Then I'll be more careful when I hit someone next time. Pick Jiang Hai when he's in the ward." Zhou Mao said in a muffled voice.

Song Xiaofei smiled and patted Zhou Mao's cheek lightly. "I've become a doctor, so don't fight." He said, and nodded Zhou Mao's forehead again, "I don't think you are suitable for being a doctor with your violent temper, and I don't know which nerve you misreported at the beginning. medical school."

Zhou Mao covered his forehead and muttered, "I applied for medical school because..." He stopped talking for a moment.

Song Xiaofei looked at Zhou Mao with gentler eyes.He gently took Zhou Mao's hand.

"Xiaohe. I've wanted to talk about it for a long time." He whispered, "Be my lover. Okay."

Zhou Mao felt a fever at the base of his ears, and felt difficulty swallowing in his throat.He dodged his eyes and didn't know where to put them, but he saw a pair of eyes secretly watching Song Xiaofei's back at the window on the office door.

Zhou Mao's heart suddenly cooled down like a bucket of cold water.He recognized these eyes, which belonged to the ENT doctor in the hospital, the director's daughter.She has always liked Song Xiaofei very much, so she almost said it directly.

He silently withdrew his hand from Song Xiaofei's.

"I have to think about it again." Zhou Mao whispered.

"You and I, think about it again."

The author has something to say:

I feel like I'm pretty useless for naming myself...

On a whim yesterday, I googled Mao Mao's name, and found that it was related to a zz incident, and I was a dog in my heart.

Before naming it next time, you must first Baidu...

And the new world... not fully conceived yet...