It's exciting to run away [Quick Transmigration]

Although Song Heming said so, he was just talking.

It has to be said that this man is indeed the best in the world.

Although the corners of his mouth had always maintained a cold arc, this unsmiling expression added more charm to him.

Each of his facial features is very ordinary when taken out, but when combined together, they are very masculine.

He exudes an aura of a superior, and just sitting still makes people feel like bowing their heads.

And the most eye-catching thing is his two long legs, which are aggrieved and placed on the wheelchair.

The corner of Song Heming's mouth twitched slightly: "Such a man is really rare in reality, but unfortunately, he doesn't seem to want to be the one next to him. It's not that I can't be wronged, but, in this position in a wheelchair, my waist is not big enough. I must be able to bear it, it's too exciting."

System: "...Host, this is the hero of this world, who belongs to Destiny's Child, please don't mess around!"

The hero of this world?

Song Heming looked at the man with interest, and didn't look away until the man was about to leave.

The system was still whispering in Song Heming's ear: "The male protagonist in every world is very powerful, you must not provoke the host at will, if you really provoke him, if you have any accident in this world, you will die directly! "

"But didn't you just say, in the side mission, that he would love and hate me?"

Song Heming's expression was innocent, "The method I mentioned is the fastest way to achieve the goal."

system:"……"

Song Heming said in his mind: "Although that man looks indifferent, I'm sure he must be very hot inside... He must be very energetic when he goes to bed."

System: _(:з」∠)_ I don’t want to talk anymore...

Soon, the number came to Song Heming.

As soon as Song Heming stood up, he saw a bodyguard walking towards him, and he stopped.

His intuition told him that this bodyguard was looking for him.

Sure enough, the bodyguard walked up to Song Heming and handed him a business card.

Song Heming asked in surprise, "For me?"

"The boss said that you can contact him when you need it." After the bodyguard finished speaking, he was about to leave. Seeing that Song Heming only glanced at the business card before putting it in his pocket, he couldn't help but glance at Song Heming a few more times.

Song Heming smiled: "Is there anything else?"

"...No more." The bodyguard turned and left.

After bandaging in the hospital, Song Heming was ready to go back.

Two hours had passed, the sky was getting dark, and the lights on both sides of the road were turned on on time, exuding a warm orange light.

Song Heming walked out of the hospital.

There was a lot of traffic outside, and it looked lively and lively. It was not much different from the world Song Heming was in before.

He didn't seem to take a taxi when he came, but chose to go back on foot.

Taking out the business card from his pocket, Song Heming flicked it with his fingers.

"Tsk, he's still a president... Has the hero's status been so high these days? By the way, does the character I play have anything to do with the hero in the original book?"

"Yes, in the original book, you didn't lose this legacy. When the male protagonist's company had problems, you generously donated money to make the male protagonist overcome that difficulty. It was only later that you did something that made this It caused the hero to love and hate you, which is the side mission this time."

The system said, "The purpose of your coming to this world is to fix the bug this time. Because this is a novice task, it is very simple. You can do the task completely according to the development of the original book, and you will surely succeed."

Song Heming nodded slightly.

However, this male protagonist is also quite strange.

Others just helped him when something happened, so he could 'love' him?

This is really called love?

But this is not within the scope of Song Heming's concern.

Song Heming asked lazily: "Then what if I didn't follow the original owner's method?"

"The host only needs to complete the main quest, side quests, and the finale. The process is not important. Only these three are the criteria for scoring."

"Thank you." Song Heming said, and also arrived at the door of the house.

At this time, my aunt had already returned home and was standing at the door looking forward to it.

Of course she was waiting for Song Heming, but she was not standing here because she was worried about Song Heming's safety.

Judging from her expression at this time, she obviously found out that the money was lost.

Song Heming stood in the shadows and adjusted his expression, then ordered the system to record the video before going out.

As soon as my aunt saw Song Heming's figure, she immediately became furious. With a broom in her hand, she grabbed Song Heming's arm and slapped him on Song Heming's ass!

"You kid—you even learned how to steal money! Everyone come out and see! You said that this kid is cute, how is this kid so cute!"

The aunt's loud voice directly attracted the neighbors across the door.

The neighbor frowned: "What's going on?"

"I went out to play mahjong in the afternoon, and in just a short while, this kid took hundreds of dollars from the drawer and went out to play!" Auntie said, her chest heaving violently, as if she had taken 200 yuan, It's like killing her.

The neighbor pulled Song Heming calmly: "Then you can't beat the child as soon as he comes back, and you don't ask where the money was spent."

"Do you still need to ask? It must be used for something bad!"

As the aunt said, she saw the wound on Song Heming's forehead: "Wow, have you learned how to fight with others?"

As he said that, several more brooms came over, and one of them almost hit the neighbor!

From the beginning to the end, Song Heming did not resist. The broom hit his body, leaving blue marks one after another. After a while, the wound swelled.

He was like a rag doll, being grabbed and pulled back and forth by his aunt. His pitiful appearance made the neighbor feel distressed.

"Don't hit me too, it's normal for kids nowadays to be a little naughty..."

The neighbors around also like to watch the excitement. Hearing my aunt's scolding, several people gathered in a short while.

"Children have to be beaten!" After the aunt finished speaking, seeing the neighbors around her, she was immediately elated, like a cock fighting for victory, and her mouth became even more rampant, "There are mother-born and mother-raised things." Son, eat my family and live in my house, and now you have learned to steal! Your mother was a hoof back then, and I don’t know if you are the son of the old Song family..."

Song Heming had been bearing it quietly at first, but when he heard this, he broke free from his aunt: "You are not allowed to say that about my mother!"

"You still dare to talk back?" Auntie frowns coldly.

The neighbors around sighed: "Children...don't talk about this..."

My aunt was refuted by the neighbors around her, she couldn't hold back her face, so she could only use her actions to cover up herself, and she lashed out at Song Heming again!

The emotions of the system in Song Heming's mind became more and more abundant. Seeing this scene, he almost went crazy: "Host, you are going to kill this person!"

Song Heming: "...don't worry."

Song Heming's tears flowed all over his face, until his aunt was a little tired from smoking, and then said in a low voice with scars all over her body: "I didn't go out to fight, this wound was caused by my brother..."

"Your brother?" The aunt stared wide-eyed, seeing the people next to her looking at her, she waved to the room, "Xiao Zhuang, come here!"

The boy called Xiao Zhuang ran over without hesitation.

"Your brother said that the wound on his forehead was caused by you. Is it you?"

"He slanders people! I'm so young, how can I beat him, he is still bullying me at home today." Xiao Zhuang said, shrinking directly into his aunt's arms.

"Did you hear that? Your brother said he didn't hit you! Lied! Fight! Steal money! You are going to piss me off! Don't come back to sleep tonight! There is no food for you!" Xiao Zhuang went back to the room, but when she was about to close the door, Song Heming stopped her.

Song Heming turned his back to the neighbors around him, so he didn't need to hide it. He looked at his aunt indifferently.

Those eyes were very terrifying, looking at aunt's appearance, it was like looking at a dead person, which made aunt's heart shudder.

The aunt said sternly, "What are you doing! Do you still want to be beaten!"

Suddenly, Song Heming showed a smile: "Auntie, didn't you install a camera in my room? You can tell if he hit me or not."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and said timidly, "Uncle and aunt... can you... help me? I am afraid alone... Auntie will definitely... beat me..."

At the end of the speech, Song Heming's voice trembled slightly, and tears rolled down his delicate cheeks.

Although he is a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, but he is beautiful and well-behaved on weekdays. He and Xiao Zhuang are like one another in heaven and earth, and he is very popular with the neighbors around him. Besides, the people around him really don't like aunt. A man heard the words and immediately said: "Don't be afraid, child, I will go in with you."

Song Heming's neighbor also said, "I'll go and have a look too."

As soon as my aunt heard Song Heming's words, she immediately knew something was wrong.

What Song Heming said before may be true.

She pinched her son in her arms, and said with a sneer, "This is our family business. It's not good for you to enter my house so blatantly, isn't it?"

"Are you guilty?" Someone around asked.

When my aunt beat Song Heming without hesitation before, her favorability was wiped out. In addition, everyone around her had heard about what she had done before, so naturally they looked down on aunt even more.

Just when my aunt kept blocking everyone from entering and the surroundings became noisy, Song Heming suddenly fell straight on the ground next to him!