Drama masters ask so much [Quick Transmigration]

"Your son, don't run around, you have a motorcycle!"

"Got it, grandma, I'll be back after playing!"

There are noisy sounds in the narrow street, there are children and old people, and there are many people at school time, making the street very lively.Only such an old town can feel the down-to-earth popularity, and people will have a sense of belonging.

Despite the bad things that have happened here, the sense of belonging is etched deep in the soul and will never be plucked out by all emotions.

It is said that fallen leaves return to their roots, where the roots are, they will return there in the end.

Huo Xuechun stepped into this place again and walked into the street. He saw the figures of children running home with their schoolbags on their backs, and the worried cries of the elderly who picked up and dropped off the children, all in this narrow street.

It's like an old pictorial, nothing has changed, it's still as familiar as ever.

At most three motorcycles can pass side by side, and the houses are scattered on the street without any aesthetic arrangement. Some houses are old and some are new. It seems very abrupt, but the owners in the house have always been .

All that has changed is wealth.

All the people are still there, in fact, he is still there, and the only ones who are not there are some cowardly people who dare not face the reality and face the discussion.

In this virtual world, now there is an extra Wen Cheng, breaking into the world that he used to feel sad, even the plot seems to be the same, only a different protagonist, Wen Cheng.

"Have you come home from school?"

Huo Xuechun passed an incense shop and saw an old woman wearing a purple patterned old man's costume with many folds on her face. At that moment, he was in a daze, and felt like crying.

"...well, I'm home."

The old woman brought him two zongzi from the table and put them in his hands, she couldn't see her eyes when she smiled: "Grandma just made it, take it home and eat it, now is the time to grow your body, eat more point."

Huo Chunchun's eyes fell on the hands that had already been covered with vicissitudes and lines, and the touch in his heart was something he didn't dare to think about at the time when he was in a mess.

"The matter of your parents has nothing to do with you, but child, your life has just begun, we can't be so negative, life has to go on."

Yeah, life has to go on, but at the time he was on the edge for a while.

Only now do I understand.

"Others can talk about you, but you can't talk about yourself. You have been so outstanding since you were a child. Many grandparents here know you. You are not afraid of being mellow."

——Others can talk about you, but you can't talk about yourself.

That's right, he was stupid before, and when others said him, he also said himself, so he was very worthless.

"Okay." Xiaowan looked at her mother-in-law: "Then I'll go home and eat hot rice dumplings."

The old woman nodded with a smile: "Okay, okay, let's go home."

Huo Xuechun set foot on the way home, blue bricks and red tiles, every place is full of familiar atmosphere, just like the last world, it is his sense of belonging that blows over his face.

Until he stopped at the door of his own house, this time he really returned to his home.

【Togo, why did you come back to my house this time to complete the task? 】

This game really made him more and more confused but looking forward to what would happen next.

[Well, I actually don't know, everything was designed by the producer. 】

Hololol understood, he knew, this producer must be a great guy, and he almost got into his head to see what happened in the past.

This time he and Wen Cheng haven't met yet, and it's also the first level of the game where he hasn't had any contact with Wen Cheng yet, but he's not afraid, he will let Wen Cheng connect with him.

He wants to save Wencheng.

Wei Wei looked sideways at the opposite house, because there was still a low tile-roofed house No. 120 in the middle, but it didn't affect his ability to see the upper floors of the opposite house.As always, the house is dilapidated, with a shed without a roof, a rusted anti-theft net, and black windows, all of which have a sense of age.

That's right, Wen Cheng of this level is a poor painter.

Coincidentally, he was also very poor.

Pushing open the door of his own house, put down the painting utensils on his body, then close the door and go to the house where Wen Cheng lives.

He believes that there is already a line between him and Wencheng that will never be separated again, and it will be held until all the game levels are over, until the dream wakes up.

The windows of old houses are also black and gray. Unlike modern windows, anti-peeping glass devices are required, because the wear and tear of the years has its own anti-peeping effect.

On the second floor of house No. 121, a man with a scruffy beard was standing by the window, quietly pushed open a gap, and looked at the boy who walked under his house.

He planted a lot of roses in the yard, also for appreciation. The roses growing on the vines at the position of the iron fence are also circled round and round on the iron fence, which adds a bit of charm to the old house.

But under the young man's approach, he felt that everything in the world became eclipsed.

It turns out that there are really beautiful things in this world that can make everything transparent, and it turns out that there is really such a beautiful person who walked out of his dream.

Because of the young man's appearance, there was an almost crazy expression in his deep eyes, and his hand was clutching the edge of the window, as if he was trying his best to endure his imminent loss of judgment.

Last night's dream, he dreamed of a boy.

The boy was very white, and when the beautiful body was shown in front of him, he felt his inspiration pouring out crazily, and he even tied the boy to the bed in an extremely beautiful posture.

A rose was drawn on the boy's back.

The red silk, the snow-like skin, the red rose on the white back, the slightly trembling body, everything is so beautiful.

He measured the size of each place with his eyes, just like a very careful craftsman, carefully measuring every inch of the artwork, how to add color.

He even covered the boy's eyes with his tie, not wanting the boy to be frightened by his appearance.

Because he knew that his appearance must be extremely ugly, and he didn't want such a good-looking boy to be scared away because of his eyes.

So when the young man couldn't see him, he wrote a love poem to the young man, and whispered it softly in his ear, exhausting all his tenderness, just to show his very good side.

It's just that after reading the love letter, he found that...

Woke up by myself.

This turned out to be a dream, even he couldn't believe that such a beautiful thing was actually a dream.

But now, it doesn't seem like a dream.

It was almost evening, and the sunset glow had spread a layer of orange-yellow pink smudged fusion colors on the horizon, falling on the old streets like a beautiful oil painting, so beautiful that people couldn't help but stop and appreciate it.

The afterglow that entered the room slightly fell on the man, and his eyes seemed to be able to pierce through the glass, falling directly on the young man.

I saw him staring at the figure of the young man outside the door downstairs, as if he had discovered something, his deep eyes became more and more hot.The fingers holding the window sill are kneading lightly, as if they are feeling something, the inspiration that has been restrained for a long time seems to be tilting out from the fingertips.

The boy was wearing a light-colored T-shirt and loose cropped trousers. His exposed arms and legs were so white that they were shining. He was standing outside the carved iron railings covered with rose vines, and stuck his face in the gap between the railings. The hand seems to want to pick the rose above.

The beautiful and delicate side face, the white and thin hands, and the delicate and charming roses are combined together to be picturesque.

Standing upstairs, he could see it clearly. His appearance, height, and leg length all came to mind like data, and every part was accurate.

Appeared.

Looking at the fair skin covered by the clothes on the boy's body, his fingertips felt a little numb.

He wanted to take off his clothes in person, like unwrapping a present, one by one, in front of him.

He quickly pulled the easel to the side, and stood by the window, while watching the young boy picking roses quickly leave traces on the canvas with his paintbrush. Crazy inspiration burst out at this moment.

The boy, Rose, is a boy who is more beautiful than Rose.

The adrenaline began to explode if it was fruity all over the body.

His dream was with the little lover in his dream, who appeared, right in front of him!

He thought that the inspiration was exhausted, but unexpectedly the dead wood was in spring, which was the brightest color in his most depressed and collapsed time.

But in the next second, his expression suddenly changed.

There is something that interrupts such a beautiful picture in an instant, and there is an abrupt mark on the canvas.

"Qianqian, I knew you were back."

When Huo Xuechun saw the roses inside the iron fence, he thought about it. It would not be too much to pick one before he saw Wen Cheng, but he was startled by the voice behind him before he picked it.

He was so frightened that his feet trembled that he almost tripped over the small raised brick behind him.

Duanmu Xuanyu quickly supported Huo Chunchun's shoulders with his eyes and hands, and felt a little itchy in his heart when he saw the boy with a blank expression in his arms, and he couldn't help but look forward to it in his smile.

"Be careful."

Huo Xuechun didn't expect to meet Duanmu Xuanyu here, he stood still and rubbed his head in embarrassment: "Why are you here?"

"I came with you." Duanmu Xuanyu looked down at Huo Chunchun, with some sadness in his eyes: "They all agreed to eat with me, why did they come back without saying a word, and didn't wait for me."

Then looking at the roses that Huo Xuechun reached in to pick just now, he couldn't help laughing out loud, isn't it so cute?

Huo Xuechun was embarrassed by Duanmu Xuanyu's sudden smile, as if he was embarrassed when he was found stealing flowers.

"I... just walked around casually, and then I saw that the roses planted here are very beautiful, and I want one." He rubbed his head in embarrassment.

Duanmu Xuanyu looked at Huo Chunchun's somewhat embarrassed expression, and felt that it was still a bit fresh to see Huo Chunchun's shy look. He put his arm around Huo Chunchun's shoulder and smiled:

"You want me to give it to you every day, so you don't need to pick it here."

The overly close distance made Huolol reflexively fend off Duanmu Xuanyu.

Duanmu Xuanyu felt that Hololin's reaction to him seemed a little strange, and he frowned: "What's wrong with you? Why do you seem to be a little strange to me?"

Huo Xuechun: "..." Isn't this a conditioned reflex behavior of guarding oneself like a jade? I found that my reaction was indeed a bit too big, and I raised my hand and patted Duanmu Xuanyu's arm in embarrassment and impoliteness: "It's all right, then let's go to eat first Bar."

It was difficult for Duanmu Xuanyu to find Wencheng, so it would be better for him to come again when Duanmu Xuanyu was away.After all, the size between him and Wen Cheng is a bit large, and it is not convenient for others to see.

The two walked towards the small restaurant down the street.

Little did he know that the eyes of the old man upstairs were about to burst into flames, and the action of digging on the door and window coupled with his increasingly annoyed eyes made him almost bite the window.

So he walked quickly to the closet, opened the closet, changed his clothes, put on a fisherman hat, and planned to go out to follow the wave.This is the appearance of his dream lover, the muse of inspiration must not miss it!

The source of business for the small restaurant is basically the old neighbors. Every table is full of people during the meal time. lively.

Duanmu Xuanyu wiped the oily tabletop, fixed his eyes on Huo Chunchun who was looking at the menu seriously, and pursed his lips, hesitant to speak.

Looking at it, I was a little fascinated.

The light tube on the table was a bit dim, and the falling light was also dim, outlining Huo Chunol's serious appearance, and the paper towel wiped it on Huo Chunol's hand.

Just when he thought he could have an intimate contact with Hololol, his chair was suddenly kicked violently, and he looked back in fright.

"Borrow it."

I saw a hunchbacked man wearing a black and white hat, his voice was a little hoarse, he sounded quite old, he apologized and walked to the table next to them to sit down.

Duanmu Xuanyu looked at the uncle inexplicably, moved the chair to the table, and muttered softly:

"...It's really strange. If there is a table beside you, why do you have to squeeze in here?"

Unaware that Huo Shanhan, who was holding the menu at the side, froze suddenly when he heard the voice, then slowly raised his head and set his eyes on the man who just walked in.

The man walked to the table and sat down, his eyes stopped as the man sat down, the familiar feeling could not be blocked by any outfit.

Only one profile of the man could be seen, with a messy beard and a somewhat decadent look, but he could recognize the jaw line, the outline of the face and the line of the lips at a glance.

And because the man was dressed in black, that decadent and despondent feeling permeated his whole body, and he sat in a corner, as if he would be forgotten at any moment.

The hand holding the menu tightened slightly, and the eye sockets turned red.

This is Wencheng.

"What do you want to eat?" The proprietress took the record book and walked to Huo Chunqiu and asked about the dishes.

But he was fascinated by the man in the corner, and didn't hear what the proprietress was asking.

"... mellow."

"Alcoholic?"

"Alcoholic!"

Huo Xuechun was immediately brought back to reality by Duanmu Xuanyu's voice, he was stunned for a moment before looking back at Duanmu Xuanyu: "Why, what's wrong?"

Duanmu Xuanyu was a little worried when he saw Huo Alcohol's strange state: "Just now the proprietress asked us what we were eating. Seeing that you were stunned, I ordered three-treasure rice for you. What's the matter with you, you've been a little out of shape these few days."

Huo Shanchun heard that he was ordering rice and said 'oh': "It's okay, I was thinking about something just now. Thank you, Sanbao rice is very good."

After finishing speaking, his peripheral vision could not help falling on the man in the corner again.

"What would you like to eat, brother?" the shop owner's son walked up to the man and asked.

The man looked at the prices of the meals on the menu, and after looking at them for a long time, he said, "One rice, one sauerkraut, that's fine."

The shop owner's son seemed a little surprised that it was so simple, but he didn't say much: "Oh yes, if you don't have enough rice, you can add more. There is soup over there."

"Have you got soup?" The man raised his head slightly when he heard the soup: "Then I don't want sauerkraut, I just want a meal."

The shop owner's son looked at the decadent man with a beard in front of him, his expression was a little subtle, and he didn't need to write with a pen and paper, so as not to take up space:

"Row."

"Can I have some marinade?"

"……Row."

The man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard it, and lowered his eyes and said, "Thank you."

After finishing speaking, he withdrew his gaze, wanting to quietly take another look at his dream lover, only to find that his dream lover was also looking at him, and suddenly that embarrassment and unsightlyness filled his heart, he turned his face away and pretended that Just inadvertently met the eyes.

His cheeks tightened slightly, and he tried to lower his head.

He is just a poor painter, and now he has been expelled from the school. In order to rent a house, he is so poor that he can’t even eat. He always hopes to find a mannequin. is a little.

But he didn't want this embarrassment to be discovered by his dream lover, and he didn't want to be seen by his dream lover who was in such a mess now, and he felt embarrassed to speak.

When you come to a restaurant, you just order plain rice, and when you hear that you don’t even want sauerkraut in soup, you’re so poor that it’s embarrassing to hear.

Slightly turned sideways and tugged on the hat, not wanting to be seen by the little lover in his dream.

When Huo Xuechun heard that Wen Cheng ate so easily, the sourness in his heart made him feel distressed. This level is why Wen Cheng is so bitter, how can he only eat a bowl of rice? Woolen cloth.

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to check his bank card balance.

He can eat all the three treasure rice, so it's not impossible to have another one, at worst, he can go to work part-time.

Bank card balance: 986.63

"..." So how to live with this little money, he himself is living a bit miserable.

Could Wen Cheng be worse than him?

[Togo, is Wen Cheng's level so... miserable? 】

【He spent all his money on painting, and it is very likely that he has received the news of his dismissal from the school, because he violated the labor contract and had to pay liquidated damages, so he has no money to eat. 】

Huo Shanchun felt uncomfortable when he heard that he was eating three-treasure rice and Wen Cheng was eating plain rice. Anyway, he has more than 900 now!Call Wen Cheng another three-treasure meal!

So he beckoned the proprietress to come over.

Duanmu Xuanyu: "?"

The proprietress held the three-treasure rice for them with both hands, wiped it on the apron after putting it on the table, and asked with a smile, "What else do you want?"

Huo Shanchun leaned close to the proprietress's ear and whispered, "You can bring me an extra three-treasure meal to that man over there, and I'll pay for it. Don't tell him that I delivered it, just say that you invited him to eat."

The proprietress looked at him with some surprise, and glanced at the man in the corner, and just followed suit without saying anything.

Duanmu Xuanyu felt a little strange when he heard Huo Chunchun ordered a meal for a man he had never met before, "Why did you order an extra meal for him?"

"I think it's quite similar to what I used to be." Huo Shanol took a pair of disposable chopsticks and opened them, looking down at the rich three-treasure rice on the plate, with a bit of bitterness on his lips.

He was also poor in the past, what would he do after his parents left, what could be sold at home was sold, and in the end there was only an empty house and a bed in his room, the house was bare, and he still owed a butt of debts.

You can only order a bowl of rice for dinner, and the restaurant has soup on top of it is a meal.

That kind of decadence is not what he wants, it is because life oppresses him and makes him become like this, so is this level of Wencheng also experiencing that kind of hardship?

But why do you want to go to the edge of your head and not go back to school?

From the corner of her eye, she fell on Wen Cheng who was in the corner, and the chopsticks poked at the rice without thinking about eating.

"Hiss!" As a result, his cheek was flicked hard, and he immediately covered his face in pain and looked at Duanmu Xuanyu in surprise: "Why, I'm eating!"

"Do you still know that you eat?" Duanmu Xuanyu tapped his table with his fingers, and a lot of white rice was thrown out: "Are you a child, you can be distracted while eating, and the rice is everywhere, eat quickly , wait to catch the last bus back to school."

Only now did Huo Shanchun realize that he had really spilled all the rice off the plate, and smiled awkwardly: "Oh."

Then I buried myself in eating.

Duanmu Xuanyu was a little relieved when he saw that Huo Xuechun started to eat seriously. This guy is really, he can worry about him all the time. He raised his hand and rubbed Huo Xuechun's head. His soft hair made him feel a little relieved. some.

Just when he put his hand on Hololol's head, he felt a very aggressive gaze on himself, and he raised his eyes to see who it was, and happened to meet the man in black in the upper corner.

I saw the man with a haggard face and a messy beard, half of his face could not be seen under the cover of the hat, but the eyes exposed under the brim of the hat were sharp but somewhat menacing, completely different from the tramp-like decadence on his body different temperament.

And it was directed at his eyes, as if to see through his little thoughts, and his eyes fell on his hand that was touching Hololin's head.

The sixth sense belonging to a man made him feel whether it was hostility, or the hostility that appeared because of the holol.This couldn't help but remind him of the set meal Huo Chunol ordered for this man just now. Does Huo Chunol know this old man?

Their eyes met with unwillingness to show weakness.

Wen Cheng was a little surprised when he saw that the boss gave him a rich set meal. He told the boss that he didn't order it. The boss said it was given by the boy over there.

Immediately, I felt even more uncomfortable. Is he too humble to be noticed and pity him?

When he looked over, he saw the boy next to the little lover in his dream behaving intimately with the little lover, which made him a little jealous.This kind of jealousy turned him into an ugly devil, as if someone had tarnished the pure whiteness in his heart that he dared not touch. He had never touched it, so why should others touch it.

His eyes didn't hold back all of a sudden, and they fell on the boy unscrupulously.

Duanmu Xuanyu felt baffled, what the hell is this man?

Huo Xuechun felt that the surrounding atmosphere seemed to be a little right, he looked up at Duanmu Xuanyu, and found that Duanmu Xuanyu was looking at the corner, and immediately turned his head away.

Just when he turned his head, he saw Wen Cheng lowered his head, as if he didn't want to see him.

His eyes flickered slightly.

Without Wencheng os, he couldn't hear Wencheng's inner voice, but he could vaguely feel it, because...

are you afraid?

The author has something to say: Today’s bunny is a paralyzed bunny, so tired

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Qingxuan Xingchen; 4 bottles of prayer;

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