Boyfriend Simulator [Quick Transmigration]

There was a roar in Shang Chen's mind.

It's him?The person who suddenly appeared by my side that night!

After being stunned for half a second, Shang Chen put his palms on the steps, and jumped off the stage without even taking off the guitar.

There was a small exclamation from the audience.

"Little Yin?!" Shu Yang just turned around, and found that the people behind him rushed towards the audience regardless of their posture. He thought something happened, but when he wanted to follow, he was stopped by a group of reporters from the student union.

Shu Yang looked over the black crowd, but he could only see the tip of Shang Chen's head getting farther and farther away, gradually disappearing from sight, and his brows frowned.

Shang Chen gasped heavily, picked up the guitar strap with his right hand, and pushed aside the crowd with the other hand, he saw the white figure walk out of the stadium and head towards the auditorium.

This person...Shang Chen didn't know why, but an inexplicable throbbing and familiarity rose in his heart.

Shang Chen didn't tell anyone what happened that night, and when he woke up, he even thought it might be a dream.

But this dream is too real, too warm.

The hot one can even iron out the scar in Shang Chen's heart.

So when the man appeared in front of Shang Chen again, his first reaction was to chase after him and find him.Although I don't know what to say after catching up, Shang Chen just wants to give it a try, no matter what the result is.

This world is too strange, and it is too in line with Shang Chen's expectations. His acceptance on the first day does not mean that he has no doubts.Everything here is still unknown, and there is always some uneasiness about what Shang Chen can't explain clearly.

Maybe finding him will give us a little clue of this world?

Shang Chen's strenuous exercise made his mouth dry, his hands rested on his knees weakly, he gasped for breath, and there was an obvious smell of blood in his throat.

The young man in front of him stood on the flower bed in the center of the school with his back to him.

He is wearing white short sleeves and loose trousers, like some kind of religious worship clothing. He is against the light, and the bright roses and the pure white back create a strong visual contrast. Sometimes people can't help but feel a sense of awe in their hearts.

"Who are you...?" Shang Chen slowly recovered, restraining his rapid breathing, and asked with a tight voice.

The young man's back froze, he didn't make a sound in the face of Shang Chen's questioning, he just quietly turned his back to the latter, and didn't intend to answer his question.

Shang Chen took a step forward, the young man's back trembled, his eyes fixed on the man's back, his tone was slow and firm.

"That night, the person who slept in the same bed with me was you."

The man's hand hanging by his side was clenched into a fist, and after a few seconds, he let it go helplessly.Through the back view, Shang Chen couldn't see his expression, but he could clearly feel his mood swings.

"It's you, isn't it?" Shang Chen's breathing gradually calmed down, but his heart beat faster and faster. The strong beating that seemed to burst through his throat made his body tremble a little. He quietly stepped forward and looked at the woman. The gaze from the back contained complex emotions that he himself could not understand.

Just when Shang Chen was about to touch his arm, a crisp call suddenly sounded.

"So you're here!" Shu Yang ran over from the direction of the sports field, panting, his hair that had been smoothed by hairspray was now a little messy, with a few strands hanging down to his forehead, looking a little embarrassed.

During the half a second he was in a daze for, the young man in front of him suddenly disappeared, like a drop of water in a river, the surrounding air fluctuated slightly, and he disappeared completely before Shang Chen's eyes.

"Don't go!" The hoarse voice was full of panic and panic, Shang Chen's outstretched hand was empty, and his half-tilted body was about to fall.

"Hey!" Shu Yang's eyes widened, he rushed up and hugged the boy's waist to bring him back, Yu was startled and said: "What are you doing, you are so big and you still fall on the ground?! "

Shang Chen's eyes froze for a few seconds. Obviously, that person was right in front of him, but why did he just disappear out of thin air?

No, there must be a problem here... But where is the problem?Shang Chen was a little dazed.

Seeing his stupid look, Shu Yang smiled lightly, pinched Shang Chen's face with his hand and said, "What? Are you scared? Or are you just overjoyed?"

Shang Chen didn't intend to make a joke, his fingers tightly gripped Shu Yang's arm, it hurt him a lot.

"Did you see that person just now?" Shang Chen's eyes were terrified, and Shu Yang's heart was terrified.

"Who?" Shu Yang frowned, trying to break away Shang Chen's fingers holding him, but found that Shang Chen's hand was too strong, and the knuckles holding his arm turned white.

"The man in white clothes," Shang Chen blinked, and realized that he was indeed losing his composure, so he forced himself to calm down, and repeated to Shu Yang as calmly as possible: "Just now, standing in front of the flower bed," he let go Shu Yang's arm, and pointed to the front.

"Just under this patch of roses, that man in white."

Shu Yang lowered his eyes and thought for a while, when he just came here, he was indeed standing here alone, seeming to be talking, but there was no one in front of him at all.

Shu Yang shook his head, forced himself to calm down, he is a firm materialist.

"No," Shu Yang looked sincerely and calmly. He turned his arms around Shang Chen's shoulders and spoke to him in the gentlest tone possible, "I saw you alone when I ran over. I didn't see anyone's back either."

"Xiao Yin, are you hallucinating due to too much pressure?" Shu Yang's tone was full of worry, he looked at Shang Chen who was pale, touched his forehead with his hand and said, "Well, let's Go to the infirmary first, your face is too bad, I'm afraid something will happen to you."

Shang Chen bit his lips, without nodding or refusing, and let Shu Yang lead him to the infirmary.

The school doctor found nothing wrong after checking, but Shu Yang insisted that Shang Chen rest here for a while, so he arranged a bed, and Shu Yang helped him to lie down.

Before Shu Yang could bring the freshly installed hot water to Shang Chen, someone from the student union ran over and asked Shu Yang to go back to accept the award.

Shu Yang looked at Shang Chen who was staring at the ceiling in a daze, then at the person in charge who was in a hurry, put down the water glass, gave a few instructions, and followed the person out.

Shang Chen sighed and raised his arms to cover his eyes.

His breathing was long and peaceful, his face was expressionless, but his heart was in a mess.

It's just a little bit worse...

Shang Chen licked his back molars. He hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time. He knew better than anyone else the feeling of being infinitely close to hope but falling short in the last step.

Why is it that a person who has never been in contact with him in person will bring him such a big shock.

That familiar feeling, that feeling of wanting to rely on him wholeheartedly... It was as if the two had known each other for a long, long time...

In the grotesque reality, there is a crack in the shadows. Shang Chen is holding the thread, which is not sure whether it is true or not, and wants to find out the final truth. Unfortunately, the further he goes, the more difficult it is. He holds the thread and stands in the empty In the middle of the swamp, countless mud seemed to squeeze him and suffocate him.

……

Consciousness gradually became chaotic, and Shang Chen finally fell asleep in a dizzy state, feeling empty and lost in his heart.

0911 looked at the pitch-black screen, and bit his lip while sitting in front of the console.

Did he see himself that night? 0911 patted his forehead remorsefully, not knowing what Shang Chen knew and when he woke up.

0911 recalled that night he shamelessly kissed the tip of Shang Chen's nose, and his face flushed.

Because there is no accurate control over Shang Chen's memory, when he said this without warning, 0911's first thought was to escape.

If it is directly converted into a data stream, it will be visible to the naked eye, so he has no way to return to the console immediately when Shang Chen first finds him.

It wasn't until Shu Yang came over that he used a "stealth card" during the half-second gap to get out of this farce.

"do not go"

Shang Chen's last words in his direction...as if asking someone for help...

0911 scratched his hair, feeling so irritable that he didn't know what to do.

The dusk was getting darker, and the gentle wind blew into the ward with the fragrance of flowers. There was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of his eyes. Shang Chen felt inexplicably empty. He sat up abruptly and stretched his hands forward, as if to grab the water in the flood. Like a straw.

"Huh..." He closed his eyes a little annoyed, maintained a sitting posture on the hospital bed, and pinched the center of his brows heavily with his fingers.

"Are you awake?" Xiao Jiu's cautious greeting sounded in his mind.

Shang Chen put down his hand, his brows relaxed a lot, he smiled wearily and said, "Well, how long have I been sleeping here?"

"It's been about two and a half hours." 0911 glanced at the watch on his hand rigorously, "Get up and move around, otherwise it will be bad for your health."

Shang Chen nodded, and lifted the quilt covering her body neatly.

The quality of sleep just now was not particularly high. In the dream, he seemed to be chasing something all the time. He yelled loudly, but he couldn’t hear his own voice. Use up all the energy in your body.

After falling asleep, it was like running 1000 meters. Shang Chen sat on the edge of the bed and squeezed his calves, but he didn't relax at all.

The door of the ward was open. Shang Chen sat on the edge of the bed in a daze for a while and then went out. The sunset outside was so beautiful that he couldn't help looking up at the sky.

"Little Jiu," Shang Chen turned his gaze away from Huoshaoyun, he walked slowly to the side of the two tall camellias planted next to the school infirmary, and said, "I ran into a person just now."

0911 was startled, he licked his lips and said, "Who?"

Shang Chen walked in slowly, and the camellia tree in front of him was almost two meters high. In the current season, the tree was full of fiery red flowers, hanging neatly on the tree, like a small lantern decorated with lights.The petals are soft and crystal clear, like blood in the afterglow.

"A man in white clothes." Shang Chen stopped when he was only a step or two away from the flower bed. He squatted down, stretched out his hand to pick up a fallen flower, and said slowly, "Even you Can't see him?"

The fallen flowers had lost their bright colors, and when Shang Chen gently picked them up, they were shattered at his fingertips, scattering brown petals all over the ground.

"I... just went back to the headquarters." 0911 calmly told Shang Chen the lie he had just prepared, "Because I left in a hurry, so I didn't tell you."

"Next time, if he appears again, you can call me." 0911 didn't dare to look directly into Shang Chen's eyes, so he cut off the view, and said, "Let me help you see."

Shang Chen smiled lightly, stood up on his knees, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

The back door of the infirmary was knocked open, Shu Yang walked out, smiled and raised the trophy in his hand towards Shang Chen and said, "Xiao Yin, the second prize."

Shu Yang walked over with his back to the light, the silver trophy gleamed in his hand, making it look a bit dazzling.

"Is there anything better?" Shu Yang came over to help him, and smiled tenderly and proudly at him while wrapping his arms around his shoulders.

Shang Chen glanced at him, then nodded slightly.

Shu Yang is like this, when he wants to treat a person well, he can pamper him to heaven, but if he doesn't like it, or if this person has lost the value of being used, Shu Yang will sneer at him.

This kind of personality can't be regarded as extremely disgusting, but Shang Chen just feels a little disgusted in his heart.

"If it weren't for the art student team in this year's music festival, I think we would definitely win the championship." Shu Yang led him out of the infirmary, and greeted the school doctor when he arrived at the door.

Shang Chen still smiled and said nothing.

The sun has completely set, and the dark clouds are like a hood, squeezing out all the last bit of light on the horizon.

Shang Chen saw Zhu Mei holding a bag at the east gate of the campus, watching them approach with her lips pursed.

"This time we are also representing the class." Shu Yang stopped to observe Shang Chen's face for a while, then felt his temperature with his palm, frowned and completed the sentence: "So this We won an award for the first time, and Lao Wang invited us to dinner."

Shu Yang touched for a while worriedly, until Shang Chen frowned and tore his hand off.

"Looks like there's nothing wrong with it," Shu Yang shrugged, and didn't express any dissatisfaction with Shang Chen's actions. He walked shoulder to shoulder with him until the school gate, and met Zhu Mei.

The street light in front of the school gate had already been turned on, and Zhu Mei's face was illuminated with a fair complexion. Because she hadn't removed her makeup, the eyeshadow on her eyelids was dazzlingly bright, and when she blinked, she looked like stars in the sky like broken diamonds.

"You sang very well today," Shang Chen walked in front of her, and pressed Zhu Mei's shoulder hard. He remembered that when he chased out of the sports field, a system voice sounded in his head, reminding him that the side mission had been completed.

Zhu Mei is still not used to looking at people openly, so she lowered her head and thanked softly, "It's hard work."

Shu Yang clicked his tongue, "Okay, okay, if I want to thank you, I have time to say it, Lao Wang is still waiting for us over there."

After finishing speaking, he walked forward on his own, leaving Shang Chen and Zhu Mei a long way behind.

The location was set at Haidilao near the school, so all three of them walked there directly.

The street lights flashed one by one, alternating light and dark, like a time tunnel that Shangchen played in the amusement park before.He shook his head lightly, reminding himself not to think of these unnecessary things.

He and Zhu Mei walked side by side, the air was filled with silence, and they would speak a few words from time to time, but it was limited to a question and an answer, and then there was silence all the way.

"Xiao Jiu," Shang Chen picked up a plastic bottle that was casually thrown on the sidewalk, walked slowly to the side of the trash can, and stood on the edge where it was easy to hold, so that the old people who scavenged did not have to bend over to pick it up.

After putting it away, he clapped his hands and said, "Help me see what Shu Yang's favorability value is now?"

0911 After finally waiting for Shang Chen to take the initiative to talk to him, he finally let go of his hanging heart. He flipped through the files and said, "It's 85% now, just a little short."

Shang Chen nodded and said, "If this is the case, let's solve it quickly."

The tone was flat and normal, but 0911 heard something different from it.

He feels that now Shang Chen seems to be in a hurry to finish the task, and the calm and confident attitude before, even with the mentality of playing around, seems to be gone.

Shang Chen squeezed his knuckles and made a muffled sound. After putting down his hands, he said softly, "Before you leave, you should say goodbye to Tong Minli."

There are a lot of people in Haidilao, but they have reserved a seat in advance, so they eat it quickly.

There were not only the three of them, but also several class cadres who were in charge of registration and clothing, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

At the dining table, Lao Wang's face was trembling with a smile. This time, because it was a school-level competition, he could give the head teacher a lot of points, and Lao Wang happened to be about to evaluate his title, so he was naturally happy.

So he praised the three of them without hesitation for winning glory for the class, and also praised Zhu Mei emphatically, saying that she will be more cheerful and communicate with classmates more like she is on stage in the future.

Shang Chen wasn't very hungry, so he didn't eat much, and kept huddling in a corner without saying a word.

0911 felt sad for no reason. He could feel Shang Chen's depression, but he had no way to change it.

In fact, Shang Chen is not a person who is very good at dealing with others. Those tactful sophistication is the experience he has accumulated in the previous world after being injured many times and getting up again and again.

Shang Chen looks as strong as a rock on the surface, but is actually soft and fragile in his heart.

I struggled through the thorns and was covered in bruises, but I always thought of giving someone a rose with a smile when I walked out.

0911 bit his lip and said, "Shang Chen, do you want to talk to me?"

Shang Chen raised one eyebrow, propped up the seat with his hands, and sat up straight, "What did you say?"

"Anything is fine." 0911 looked at the chaotic other people in front of the screen, all of them were smiling and didn't know what they were talking about. Shang Chen sat alone in the corner, silently speaking, and seemed out of tune with these people.

"As long as you want to talk, I'm here to listen." 0911 said: "I've been here to listen."

Shang Chen lowered his brows, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Why does this sentence sound so familiar?

It seems that there was a person who couldn't see his face and hugged him gently, his chest was very warm, and that person also told him that he would always be here...

Shang Chen pinched the center of his eyebrows with his hand, the fuzzy and distant memory made people irritated, he waved his hand, as if to slap this annoying impression away.

"Will you listen to what I say?" The corners of Shang Chen's mouth curled up slightly, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Originally wanted to play tricks on Xiao Jiu, but Xiao Jiu patted his chest and assured him that he would listen to everything and would not reveal a single word.

Shang Chen smiled helplessly, sometimes he really didn't know what to do with Xiao Jiu, it was so simple that people couldn't bear to be bullied.

He was silent for a while, and then opened his mouth in a low voice, "I, I liked someone for a long time before."

0911 listened silently, he blocked out all the noise around him, and could only hear Shang Chen's pleasant voice, and 0911's occasional answers.

It was very quiet everywhere, as if separated by a layer of glass, all the surrounding emotions were completely isolated, and Shang Chen was calmly telling his own story in this crowded audience.

"His name is...Xia Wenbai, he is a very good boy." Shang Chen thought that he could finally let go after so long, but when he said the name of that person, he found that he was still defeated.

This is the first time that Shang Chen told 0911 about his own affairs. Although Xiao Jiu knew all these things before and studied them many times, but listening to Shang Chen's calm and forbearing tone, his heart was still oppressed. I can't breathe.

This is a secret love that has been unilaterally paid for four years and still lost everything in the end.

Shang Chen's narration was not very logical, he said whatever came to his mind, sometimes with a smile, sometimes with his head down.

He said that at that time he liked going to the amusement park with Xia Wenbai the most, and played the project called Time Tunnel.

At first, Xia Wenbai thought that Shang Chen simply liked the ever-changing light and shadow effects in it, but only Shang Chen himself knew that he liked this project only because of the name.

He just wants to finish this beautiful world full of light and color with this person beside him.

The most painful thing in the world is not loss, but worrying about gain and loss like this.

Shang Chen talked a lot with 0911 that night, from high school to college graduation, the tattoos on his wrists, and his favorite watermelon that was frozen in the refrigerator for half an hour in summer... and the memory Xia Wenbai's face was flushed red under the sun.

His unrepentant feelings were nothing more than a lonely and brave smashing of the south wall, even if it rained cats and dogs at night, he would never look back from now on.

0911 felt a little unspeakable soreness in his heart, he didn't speak, listening to Shang Chen's voice getting lower and lower, he gradually turned into silence.

It was already late after a hot pot meal, Shang Chen didn't say goodbye to any of them, and walked on the path home alone.

The street lamps cast a cold light, the shadows under the magnolia tree were mottled, Shang Chen didn't speak, his footsteps were stomping, but his face was silent.

Xiao Jiu was afraid that he would be cold, so she turned up the surrounding temperature a bit, and Shang Chen rubbed his arms with his hands.

"Xiao Jiu, do you know?" Shang Chen said abruptly, "I seemed to have a dream that day, but I don't know if it was a dream. I vaguely remembered that there was a person inside, and he stretched out his arms to hug me. His temperature... Very warm."

After a while, Shang Chen didn't get Xiao Jiu's response, so he laughed at himself, and his steps became heavier.

"Shang Chen," 0911's nose was so sour, his voice was muffled and a little hoarse, he said, "stop for a moment."

Before Shang Chen could react, a blue-green light lit up in front of his eyes, and countless streams of data glistened on the ground, and finally piled up and turned into a tall human figure. That Shang Chen doubted himself many times Could it be that the dreaming boy in white just quietly appeared in front of his eyes?

0911 stood quietly under the street lamp, with a fair and handsome face.

"Shang Chen, can I hug you?" he said.

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