Boyfriend Simulator [Quick Transmigration]

The 24 years that Shang Chen experienced gave him a lot of things, such as respect and gratitude.

But he's never expressed it as clearly as he is now, so saying that time and being together day and night can really change things.

Standing at the door, Shang Chen didn't hear 0911's answer for a long time, and suddenly became a little anxious, "Xiao Jiu? What's wrong?"

0911 stayed for a while. Among the many hosts he had brought, Shang Chen was the first to say "thank you" to him so sincerely. He was a little surprised for a while.

"Um, it's nothing." 0911 quickly rubbed his face, and then stroked the stripes on the sleeve of the overalls nervously with one hand, "I'm just a little surprised... I didn't expect it."

Shang Chen laughed softly, "Xiao Jiu, many times I think you are very serious, just like when your voice first appeared in my mind, it was cold and silent, I didn't know how to talk to you .”

can you? 0911 recalled it quickly, and found that he really had very few words.

"Later, I thought you were like a child again." Shang Chen raised the corner of his mouth, reached forward, and stroked the lion's head that had lost its iron ring in front of Yin Guangming's house in the dark. Quite cute."

0911 clicked his tongue, and Shang Chen smiled softly, "I'm not very good at talking, so just listen."

"Tell me, if the tasks are completed in the future, will you still remember me?" Shang Chen suddenly raised this question without warning, and 0911 was caught off guard when he asked.

"Anyway, I will definitely remember you." Shang Chen didn't wait for him to answer, and spoke first, as if he was afraid of hearing the answer he was afraid of, afraid of losing something, he bit his lip and knocked on the door.

There was a sound of slippers being tapped, and Tong Minli quickly came out to open the door. The moment she saw her son, her eyes seemed to be lit up, she showed a tired but relieved smile, and walked over to give him a warm hug.

Shang Chen patted her on the back lightly.

0911 opened his mouth, but still didn't say a word.

After all the missions are over?

He suddenly felt lonely, and there was a pile of information on the console in front of him, with various key points and some precautions marked out by category. 0911 tried to concentrate on processing the data several times, but gave up completely after several failures.

He switched his perspective and looked at Shang Chen with a faint smile on his lips.

This person is very thoughtful, but sometimes he is very simple, simple and even childish.

0911 Nunuzui, he is not the kind of system that likes to observe his host very much, but Shang Chen seems to have magical powers to attract him to move forward step by step. Whenever he feels that he understands the person in front of him, he will use a kind of you Unexpected ways to completely shatter your understanding of him.

Shang Chen himself is like a game. 0911 came to a conclusion after thinking for a long time.

After everything is over, maybe only he will remember, he frowned.

The small lamp in the shape of a little penguin beside the bed is very warm. Shang Chen is holding a book under the light. It is a collection of poems that Yin Guangming put in the corner to collect dust as soon as he bought it, "You Are the Water Surface of a Hundred Eyes" ".

Shang Chen read silently under the light, but many past events flashed in his heart, which made him feel an indescribable sadness.

The screen door of the room was pushed open, and Tong Minli walked in with a mysterious smile, and sat beside her son's bed.

"...Mom?" Shang Chen put down the book, and softly called out, "Why don't you go to bed so late?"

Although the address was changed, Shang Chen was unavoidably not used to shouting in front of Tong Minli.

Tong Minli pulled her son's hand over, with that faint warm smile on her face all the time, which made Shang Chen feel a little guilty.

"Mom is here to accompany you." This nearly 40-year-old woman, the corners of her eyes have inevitably been engraved by the years. Time has polished her appearance, but it has given her a very gentle temperament. She just sat Here, Shang Chen felt his soul was soothed.

"I think the classmate who came today is great," she laughed, and the warm scent of shampoo exuded when we first met, Shang Chen lowered his head and rubbed his nose.

"After seeing you today, Mom thinks you have good eyesight." She raised her eyebrows on purpose, made a mischievous expression, and patted the back of Shang Chen's hand and said.

Shang Chen's eyes widened in shock, "You, you know that I... like him?"

"Of course!" Tong Minli pouted, looking like a young girl who hadn't aged yet, and she scolded, "Didn't you tell me before?"

"You, aren't you surprised?" Shang Chen straightened his body. He hadn't expected the situation in front of him. This Yin Guangming was able to bring him "surprises" day by day. Shang Chen gritted his teeth. If he bothered to deal with the aftermath of Yin Guangming's coming out, he might become a firecracker on the spot.

"In the beginning it was a little bit." Tong Minli frowned and said, "But since my son chooses to tell me this matter, it shows that he trusts his mother very, very much."

"Actually, I guessed a little bit if you didn't tell me." She stretched out her rough but small palm and touched the back of Shang Chen's head and said, "You didn't like to play with girls since you were a child. Little boy, I thought you were precocious and didn't want to get into trouble or anything..."

Tong Minli drooped her eyes a little lonely, but quickly cheered herself up again, and said to Shang Chen with the same gentle smile as before: "So I'm waiting for the day you tell me...Although I still felt uncomfortable for a while when you told me, But it’s really just a click.”

Tong Minli raised her right little finger to gesture, and Shang Chen burst out laughing.

"Just say it," Tong Minli stroked her hand harder, and she looked at Shang Chen sincerely, "If you say it, Mom can carry it with you. There is no distinction between right and wrong, let alone me. My son also fell in love with such an excellent boy."

She looked at her child in front of her affectionately and tenderly, "Don't feel that you are wrong or have any problems. If you feel uncomfortable, come to talk to your mother. I didn't understand it very much before, but I have checked a lot of information recently. What do others say? It doesn't matter, what I care about most is your feelings."

"Sexual orientation has never been a gap that blocks love," Tong Minli smiled. The care and love in her eyes are like a gentle net, slowly enveloping people in it, giving birth to a feeling of being loved and needed. "I hope my child will grow up to be an emotionally honest person."

"If you choose this path, the future will definitely be very miserable." Tong Minli pressed her forehead against Shang Chen's and rubbed gently, "As long as you still believe in Mom, Mom will always be there."

Shang Chen couldn't speak, he could only nod hastily, facing such an open-minded and loving mother, he was deeply shocked, and for a moment he forgot the habitual politeness.

Afterwards, Tong Minli chatted with him about Shu Yang, and then went back to her room, while Shang Chen sat on the bed blankly for a long time.

"...Shang Chen, are you okay?" This is the first time 0911 called his name when he was awake. This was originally a rule that 0911 set for himself before - once the name is familiar, it will inevitably happen. Emotion, in order to prevent this kind of thing from happening, he never called the host's name easily.

But now it's all messed up, for Shang Chen's sake, he has made exceptions in many things, he knows it's not good, but he still wants to do it, because of the emotion he can't explain clearly.

"En," Shang Chen responded softly, blinking his eyes to get out of the turbulent emotion just now, he picked up the poetry collection from his side, pressed it with a bookmark and put it back on the bedside.

"It's just that I'm a little jealous of Yin Guangming." These words sounded joking, but Shang Chen's expression was very serious. After thinking for a long time, he lowered his head and turned off the light again.

"Good night, Xiao Jiu." He murmured softly.

"Nice dream."

Shang Chen couldn't help thinking of his mother during the time when he was not asleep.

His mother would never do such a thing. She was competitive, and her desire to win was as strong as that of any enterprising man.

Such a self-motivated and conceited woman married a submissive man. Shang Chen didn't know how her mother fell in love with her father who was only a teacher, and she has been walking on eggshells for more than ten years after marriage.

The marriage of Shang Chen's parents has always been precarious, with big and small quarrels never stopped, and it is very common to step on the broken glass that was shattered by them when they quarreled as soon as they entered the door.

Shang Chen leaned down and carefully gathered the glass shards and picked them up in the trash.

Even though he was so careful, he still got a not-so-deep cut, and blood flowed out from the wound. Shang Chen looked at it expressionlessly, and even felt an indescribable pleasure in his heart.

He stood there for a while, then numbly put down his schoolbag, went into the study and began to rummage through the medicine box.

When tearing off the wound stickers to cover the wound, he caught a glimpse of a group photo of a family of three on the bookshelf in the first row.

Everyone in the photo is filled with superficial happy smiles. Shang Chen still remembers that when he took this photo, he was only in the first grade of junior high school. At that time, he always thought that as long as he was obedient and obedient, his parents would reconcile , the quarrel will cease.

At that age, I was still too naive, so naive that I was always burdened with crimes that should not have been imposed on me.

Childish enough to be funny.

Shang Chen let out a sneer. In his impression, his parents were model couples in the eyes of others. Under the appearance of respecting each other all the time, there was a hypocrisy that could only be discovered after walking in.

Feelings are the most illusory thing in the world. No one can be absolutely loyal to a relationship until death.Maybe there is, but Shang Chen doesn't believe it.

People's hearts have never been predictable, especially after Shang Chen experienced his parents' failed marriage, he believed this even more. There is no true love in the world, only immediate benefits, or blind giving and taking.

Since he was in high school, he felt more and more that the atmosphere at home was cold, so Shang Chen chose to live in a boarding house. His family firmly opposed him, but he couldn't resist his amazing persistence, and finally compromised.

Shang Chen originally thought that things would become easier after he got rid of his family. It wasn't until that day when he was cornered outside the school by a gangster in his class that he realized that not only did things not become easier, but they became more and more fucking worse.

The people who came to block him had no reason, they just saw that he was too quiet, weak and easy to bully.

Sometimes the sense of superiority is often built on the foil of others, even happiness. Young people are often frivolous and conceited. They never need any high-sounding excuses to hate someone, so campus. Violence. Force follows, Repeatedly prohibited.

When Shang Chen wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth again and staggered back to his seat, he handed over a tissue from the side.

The fingers holding the tissue were clean and fair, looking up, Shang Chen saw a pair of black-rimmed eyes and clear pupils hiding behind.

The boy raised his hand holding the tissue, and he said, "Wipe it off."

Shang Chen took it, silently wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and thanked him in a low voice.

This was the first time someone reached out to him, Shang Chen didn't know what to do.

Everyone in the class is willing to be the silent majority, and everyone knows the truth of shooting the first bird. Who is willing to use such cherished years to be the next victim in a sensitive and fragile boyhood?

Shang Chen has always been the kind of person who smashes his teeth and swallows his stomach. When he is beaten, he is beaten. He doesn't want to try to find any reason for himself. Sometimes he is really sad, so he quietly tells himself that those people are all idiot.

But it’s different now, Shang Chen hid the bloody tissue in an iron box without telling everyone, and there are all his precious things, even if it’s not worth mentioning now, but for Shang Chen at that time Chen said it was everything in his world.

He always thought, just get over it, just get over it. At that time when there was no one to help, and there was no sunshine, the young man's back was his whole, the only color in his gloomy world.

After the truth that he once believed that he would not give up his feelings so easily began to waver, the reality quickly slapped him hard, and the slap on his face is still the same burning pain until now.

Those mottled or dim memories weave most of Shang Chen's best years, melt into flesh and blood, and engrave into his bones.Unforgettable in every sense of the word.

……

Shang Chen woke up in a haze, he didn't open his eyes, but frowned and recalled the great pain that the dream brought to him, his heart felt like a hole had been torn alive, he tried harder to block it back , the blood flowed out more and more, and finally made his hands bloodstained and embarrassed.

It was cold on the pillow, it must have been out of control in the dream, Shang Chen took a deep breath and wiped it numbly.

He stared at the huge and empty darkness, and his thoughts drifted to nowhere.

So when the somewhat gaudy pink bow appeared in front of his eyes again, Shang Chen clenched his fists, and a little firmness grew in his chest.

People, even if they are covered in dust, they always think that they can bring even a little light to others.

Shang Chen smiled wryly at himself.

The author has something to say:

This chapter mainly talks about some things before Xiaochen.

I was a little sad when I wrote it, and I don't know if I made some things clear...

Anyway, the next few chapters will explain clearly, so don't be too impatient~

Stick to the wall and slip away~