Forced to call scumbags brothers and sisters [Transmigration Book]

Xie Yao hastily dragged him from the door to the empty corridor on the third floor, put the phone interface called up to his face, and said a few words: "This is you?"

Yan Zhou glanced at it, saw the word "Cheng" clearly, and said "Mmm".

Xie Yao grabbed his collar: "Are you kidding me? Didn't you tell me earlier?"

Yan Zhou was silent for a few seconds, then lowered his head and kissed the back of his hand, and said in a low voice, "Listen to me..."

Yan Zhou: "I can't tell you who I am, and I can't let you see me. I don't know when you came back. If I let you know in advance, what happened to me in the past will change. "

He caressed Xie Yao's back, rolled his Adam's apple a few times, and said with difficulty: "If the past is changed, we may not be together again."

Xie Yao was taken aback for a moment: "You know everything?"

Yan Zhou: "Well, I found some files and phone recordings in your phone."

Xie Yao: "My phone..."

Yan Zhou: "Your phone should have been reset to when you first came here. There is something about the organization...I'm not sure about this organization, but I can only understand it this way."

Xie Yao felt extremely sad for a moment. He never thought that one day he would thank himself for his habit of recording phone calls. Because he has always loved watching various legal columns, he is used to recording with one button when calling with businesses.

He thought countless times that if he could accidentally go back again, even if it was only for a day, even if it was only for a minute, he at least wanted to make things clear to Yan Zhou, tell him that he was not a liar, and then say goodbye to him.

Rather than a separation that ends abruptly without warning.

Yan Zhou took a deep breath, and the breath landed on Xie Yao's neck: "But I don't know when you came here, and I don't know when you went back, and whether there is a time difference between them. I We can only wait."

Xie Yao murmured, "How long have you been waiting?"

Yan Zhou: "When I found you, you were only in the third year of high school."

Xie Yao let go of Yan Zhou's collar, and was silent for a long time, feeling as uncomfortable as if he was holding his breath.

He didn't expect Yan Zhou to appear so early - his future lover had been lurking in his past life for so long.

And he didn't know anything.

Yan Zhou frowned and continued: "I originally wanted to tell you that I had something to do to push away the meal today, but I really couldn't help but want to see you, from a distance. Anyway, it's a distance, and you don't necessarily Remember me and just treat me as a stranger."

Xie Yao: "But I'm already back."

Yan Zhou smiled wryly: "Yes. When you ran towards me, my heart almost jumped out."

He confirmed at a glance that Xie Yao was back.

Xie Yao hammered Yan Zhou's shoulder, and said, "Grass...can you stop being so provocative, I really can't adapt to such a provocative occasion."

Yan Zhou glanced at the end of the corridor, kicked up the stairway door, and then pushed the person against the wall beside him.

He took a deep look at Xie Yao: "Then be direct."

As she said, she raised her hand to hold the back of Xie Yao's head, and pressed his lips heavily.

They tossed and kissed, and they had to beware that someone might come up the stairs. The tension and excitement tormented the two fragile hearts.

Xie Yao belatedly thought that he really missed the feeling of being covered by his boyfriend's breath.

That kind of refreshing but sweet, appropriate and stable breath.

If he misses him so much, what about Yan Zhou...

When they parted, Xie Yao found that the corner of his mouth was bitten off. He licked it, and there was a faint smell of blood.

Yan Zhou: "Sorry, I couldn't control it."

Xie Yao raised his eyebrows: "I know I was wrong...then dare to do it next time?"

Yan Zhou tilted his head and smiled lightly, "Yes."

Xie Yao still has a habit of having such conversations between them, but Yan Zhou has a long-lost and unreal feeling.

Hearing the familiar tone of Xie Yao's speech, the trance was still there.

When no one remembered Xie Yao at that time, he also thought for a while whether this person really existed.

If it existed, then why let him leave suddenly.

Is he destined not to keep the person he likes...

Xie Yao interrupted his thoughts: "If you want to leave a mark, I have already left it."

Yan Zhou looked up and watched as Xie Yao unbuttoned the bottom two buttons of his shirt with his slender and white fingers, and then pulled them under the right collarbone, near the shoulder.

There was a small tattoo peeking out there.

is an abbreviation of his name.

Xie Yao ordered some tattoos: "Is it a reunion gift?"

Yan Zhou rubbed the small piece of skin with his fingertips, his eyes flickered, and he said in an unintelligible voice: "It's obviously for me but it's left on you, how are you going to give it to me?"

Xie Yao was taken aback.

He suspected that his boyfriend had stepped on the gas pedal, but there was no evidence.

They ended up going down to dinner, just as the opening ceremony was over by the time they left the academy.

Counselor Xie Yao saw him coming down the stairs and called him back: "Aren't you in a hurry? Why are you still in the academy this time?"

Xie Yao scratched his head: "Oh... I, my work is in the academy."

In fact, I am anxious to see the object.

The counselor let him go suspiciously.

His three roommates also happened to swipe their cards through the college's access control, and waved after seeing Xie Yao: "Where have you been, we still want to send a message asking if you want to have dinner together."

Xie Yao glanced at Yan Zhou, and said to them: "I have an appointment with someone else today, so I won't be with you."

The three roommates followed Xie Yao and saw a tall, handsome strange boy standing beside him, and couldn't help but ask, "Is this from our college?"

Xie Yao hurriedly introduced: "This is finance...senior."

Yan Zhou: "My name is Yan Zhou."

The three roommates said "oh oh oh" a few times, and then said in unison and obediently: "Hello, senior."

The local complained in a low voice: "Sure enough, if you are good-looking, you can play with good-looking people."

Another nods.

When they left, Xie Yao couldn't help but said: "I just realized now that you are actually my senior, and I feel a little uncomfortable being a generation shorter."

Yan Zhou said indifferently: "Be patient, elementary school brother."

Xie Yao resolutely skipped this topic, and asked instead: "Which cafeteria should we go to for lunch, do you have any recommendations?"

Yan Zhou was silent for two seconds, and finally said: "Actually, I rented a house outside, and there are still things in the refrigerator, do you want to go to my place..."

Xie Yao finally knew the reason for Yan Zhou's haggling after leaving the academy with him.

He was a little strange at first, obviously he was not walking in the direction of the cafeteria, but he was not sure, after all he was a road idiot, so he had to follow Yan Zhou.

This time, when I looked up, I saw the red north gate of the school not far away.

Ganqing didn't intend to let him go to the cafeteria at all.

Eat a ghost canteen.

The two walked towards the door, and after passing a traffic light, Xie Yao suddenly asked, "Is your internship very hard?"

Yan Zhou: "It's not considered an internship, it's just starting a business with a few classmates. It's more flexible to live outside."

Yan Zhou chatted with him a few words about their company on the way, Xie Yao listened with a half-knowledge, and went to the place where Yan Zhou was renting without saying a few words.

The community is new, and the greenery inside is also very good. At noon, the battery cars that deliver food are constantly passing by.Because it is next to P University, many owners have rented out their houses. Yan Zhou and several of his classmates have rented houses in this community, or rented together, or lived alone in a smaller single apartment.

Yan Zhou rented it by himself.

The curtains in the room were drawn, and as soon as they entered the room, they were immediately shrouded in darkness.

Unable to remember who took the initiative, the two casually threw their bags under their feet, and started kissing at the entrance, without even having time to change into their slippers.

Xie Yao's shirt was lifted up, and Yan Zhou's hands were thrust in with great force, even kissing with the viciousness of tearing people apart.

Xie Yao hissed and pulled the wound on the corner of his mouth, Yan Zhou then slowly let him go.

His eyes were deep, and he was calm with some unknown emotions: "Do you have class in the first period in the afternoon?"

Xie Yao: "Yes, Daying, why are you asking this?"

Yan Zhou was silent for a while, then slowly said: "If there is no class, I will eat you first, and then eat."

Xie Yao was stunned.

He really didn't expect that after a year, his boyfriend would become so straightforward and shameless.

Xie Yao picked up the bag and gave Yan Zhou an indifferent back: "The speed is too fast, call the police."

Yan Zhou smiled and went into the kitchen.

There was not much free time between the last class in the morning and the first class in the afternoon, and the teaching building where Daying had classes was still a bit far away, so it would take a little time to walk there, so Yan Zhou simply made two dishes and one soup, and the two gathered around Eating and chatting at a small dining table.

Xie Yao: "Brother, how much did you score in the final exam?"

Yan Zhou thought for a while, and reported a score: "It's considered an extraordinary performance."

Xie Yao shook his head: "It doesn't count. After I finished the test, I felt that the paper was quite right for you. Your score should be good. It may be a little bit beyond normal, but not by much."

After dinner, Yan Zhou sent Xie Yao to class, Xie Yao asked, "You don't have class this afternoon?"

Yan Zhou: "Yes, but it doesn't matter if I'm late."

Xie Yao made a "huh" and said to expose him: "If I don't have class in the afternoon, are you going to skip class directly?"

Yan Zhou blinked: "There is such a plan."

Xie Yao: "..."

Yan Zhou sent Xie Yao to the corner classroom on the fourth floor. Less than 3 minutes before class started, the teacher had already arrived, and the front row of the lecture theater was already full. Sit down in the second row of seats.

After putting his schoolbag into the belly of the table, he hurriedly turned around to look for Yan Zhou through the back door.

Yan Zhou nodded to him from afar.

Xie Yao sent him a message: Hurry up and go to class too.

Leaning against the railing in the corridor outside the classroom, Yan Zhou sent him a message: Yes.

Xie Yao urged: If you don't go, you will be late.

Yan Zhou: My professor does not call names.

Yan Zhou: Leave when the bell rings for your class.

A few seconds after this message was sent, the leisurely and long class bell rang, echoing throughout the teaching building.

The ringtone is familiar.

Xie Yao suddenly had the feeling of returning to Mingcheng.

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