[Quick Transit] After flirting with the sickly boss

Shao Xi got up very early.

He wakes up in a bed he doesn't know—in fact, he sleeps soundly in this bed without any adjustment at all, with the usual alertness that feels like he's run away from home.

Half an hour after he woke up, through the door, he heard the sound of Luohe's activities outside after he got up.

Luo He specially soundproofed the house, but he has a keen sense of hearing, and he can also deduce from the intermittent sound that Luo He is washing at this time.

After Luohe washed up, he went downstairs. He found the crispy chili oil from the refrigerator, minced the minced meat and fried it, full of the spicy smell of the kitchen.

Then heat the noodles, pour the soup, and fill it with a full-bodied whistle, and it's done.

A hand quietly stretched out from the side, carrying two bowls of noodles and went out.

Luo He was almost taken aback.

"Shao Xi."

Shao Xi put the noodles on the dining table, "Well, good morning."

Luo He commented helplessly: "You really look like a charming kitten."

There was no sound at all when I walked, and I was elusive.

It is estimated that only the pads of cat's claws can achieve this effect.

Shao Xi's face froze: "..."

After breakfast, Luo He handed over the task of taking a shower to Shao Xi, took homework and books and went out to class.

Ma Fang didn't ride a bicycle today, so he ran over and walked with Luo He.

"Go out to sketch together this weekend? The new park has opened." Ma Fang said, "The pictures are quite beautiful."

"I have something to do this weekend, so I can't go." Luo He said, "Speaking of which, what have you been up to lately?"

Ma Fang used to like to come to his studio, play games at his house, and then draw in the studio, saying that the atmosphere made him particularly inspired.

But it's been more than a week since he hasn't come, Luo He wonders if he's busy with other things.

Ma Fang scratched his head, hesitated to speak, with a look of hesitation.

Luo He asked suspiciously, "Is there something you can't tell me?"

"Not really," Ma Fang glanced at Luo He, still trusting his good friend, but he didn't quite trust himself when he said it, "Let's go out for a walk tonight, and I'll tell you again."

"Okay." Luo He said, "But I have to go back to have a meal after school."

Ma Fang: "OK."

Even though it was agreed, Ma Fang's frown still didn't relax at all.

The system dutifully said: "Host, the progress of the strategy is 30.00%, congratulations!"

Sudden jump of 20.00% five?

Luo He didn't pay attention.

He is boiling frogs in warm water now.

Shao Xi probably still felt that he didn't like him at all and just wanted to have sex with him. If Shao Xi still didn't want to leave after sex, the scene might be embarrassing.

So, he can show that he cares, but that's all.

Compared with Shao Xi, Luo He was more curious about what happened to Ma Fang.

As far as he knew, it seemed that in every world, nothing good happened to his friend who had no memory.

Therefore, after returning home from school today, Shao Xi came back after Luo He made dinner.

He didn't ask where Shao Xi had gone, but only confessed: "I have something to do to go out tonight, so I might come back later."

Shao Xi's eyes were slightly cold, and he froze for a moment, "Yeah."

Going out at night has never happened in the past few days.

Due to his body being stained with paint during the day, Luo He took a shower, picked out a white shirt and black jeans from the closet, and put them on. The trousers were folded to reveal the slender ankles, and the whole body exuded the light fragrance of shower gel.

Shao Xi watched him calmly on the sofa, his eyes getting colder and colder.

Dressed so seductively, and going out at night, what on earth are you going to do? !

After Luo He's "I'm gone", the room returned to calm.

Shao Xi tried hard to calm himself down and stop thinking about it, but there were countless thoughts clamoring in his mind, which made him dizzy.

A moment later, another figure emerged from the apartment building.

Luo He went to look for Ma Fang, and Ma Fang came out soon, walking with Luo He, considering how to speak.

Luo He didn't want him to be nervous, "Have you eaten yet?"

Ma Fang: "I just ate it. It's a bit unbelievable for me. Why don't we go have a drink, maybe the wine can clear up the brain."

Luo He: "Are you going to save the world?"

Ma Fang lowered his voice, leaned closer to Luohe and said, "I suspect that the dragon team is following me, and I must ensure our safety."

He got close, mysteriously, at first glance it seemed as if he leaned in and kissed Luo He for a few seconds.

This scene fell in someone's eyes, and the eyes became darker and darker.

Luo He slowly rubbed his numb cheeks, "...OK."

In the commercial street next door, there is a good do bar called dodo. The decoration is small and fresh, just like a forest dance, and the bartender is also very handsome, which is well received.

The most important thing is that this bar is more student-oriented, and there are no messy things and social people. Many students have found objects here.

Ma Fang ordered two glasses of cocktails and took a sip. The wine was strong and timid, and then he said in a low voice carefully, "I have superpowers."

Luo He: "???"

What the hell? !

This is still a supernatural world? !

Ma Fang was too careful, leading him also lowered his voice: "Are you awakened?"

Ma Fang didn't expect his friend to believe in him, and he was about to cry, "Yes, I had a dream in succession before, and when I woke up, I found that I could make things fly."

"Try to find a place where no one is around, go to my house...you can also go to your house."

Ma Fang: "Well, but things that are too heavy are not good. Simple spoons and the like can fly out of thin air. I feel that I should be able to control the world, but I am suppressed by something."

"Don't worry, explore step by step, don't let it out."

After drinking the cocktail, Luo He said to leave.

Considering that it is not safe anywhere, staying at Ma Fang's house is the best choice, and he can just stay overnight at night.

But Ma Fang pulled La Luohe's arm and motioned him to sit down, "Don't worry, look at the girl singing on the stage, is she pretty?"

The lights in the bar are dim, but there are no colorful lights, but warm yellow ones, creating a reassuring environment.

On the stage in the corner of the bar, a young girl in a short skirt sat on the stage with a guitar in her arms and played and sang, her voice was beautiful and clear, and she sang extremely movingly.

Under the dim light, Luo He could barely see the pair of long legs of the other party, and intuitively, they were still good-looking.

Luo He said keenly: "Do you like her?"

Ma Fang laughed: "I woke up from a dream before, and I was taken aback. I ran to the bar in the middle of the night to get drunk, and I happened to hear her singing."

"I was sitting very close to her. When I looked up, I saw her singing. It felt like a huge light was hitting her, and my little heart couldn't help beating."

Luo He: "Then you have been here these few nights?"

Ma Fang: "I asked the owner of the bar, she only comes twice a week, didn't she bring you here today, give my brother the palm of your hand, if it's okay, I'll be there!"

Luo He: "If you like it, chase after it, be decisive."

Ma Fang clenched his fist: "I'll ask her for her contact information when she gets off work!"

Now it looks like there is no anxiety at all.

Ma Fang squeezed off the stage to get closer to his dream lover.

After Luohe drank a glass of cocktail, he actually got a little hot, and touched his face with the back of his hand, only to find that he was a little hot.

He propped his forehead helplessly, and waited until Ma Fang asked for his contact information after get off work. It would probably be very late, and he would be staying at Ma Fang's house.

I don't know if Shao Xi will have any ideas.

Ugh.

Although he said he wanted to wait to be chased, once he found out that it was someone he liked, he couldn't restrain his feelings at all.

The time he stayed in each world was not too long, as short as less than a month, as long as ten years or so.

Maybe it's the protection mechanism of his own memory, or maybe it's just a bad memory. The more worlds Luohe experiences, the more blurred his memory of the previous world becomes.

Even those who suffered for him.

Therefore, in this world, Luohe will use paintings to preserve these faces. When seeing these different faces, the memories related to them will instantly come alive.

But in these paintings, there is no one he liked in the original world.

Luo He ordered another glass of wine, staring at Ma Fang's direction with blurred eyes, and was suddenly patted on the shoulder, turned around in surprise, and suddenly met a familiar face that he was still thinking about just now.

This familiar face, familiar way of dressing, and familiar heartbeat.

Luo He's body moved faster than his brain, and he said in surprise, "Gu Cheng!"

The man was slightly stunned, a little dazed, this expression instantly separated from the Gu Sheng in his memory, and Luo He realized that he had identified the wrong person.

"I'm sorry, you look too much like him, I mistook him."

The man said: "It's okay, I was the one who disturbed you first."

Dressed in casual clothes and an expensive watch on his wrist, he looked like a well-mannered rich man.

When this temperament is matched with this face, the charm can be said to increase exponentially.

Luo He: "May I ask what you want from me?"

The way he keeps his eyes open slightly wide open is kind of cute.In fact, that throbbing heartbeat had already made him recognize who this person was.

Luo He didn't know if this was Shao Xi's true face, or if he just happened to pretend to be this face.

The man said: "I'm Song Yi, I guess you are the same kind of person as I am, right?"

Luo He pursed his lips: "So when you see someone of the same kind, you want to say hello?"

Song Yi laughed: "Of course not, I'm more interested in you."

Luo Hexin said that if he changed his vest, he dared to make troubles. Before that, he had a scumbag attitude of not taking the initiative, approaching or refusing.

He also smiled, with emotion in his eyes: "What a coincidence, I am also very interested in you, you are so similar to my friend."

Song Yi: "Is it your good friend?"

Luo He: "No, it's an ex-boyfriend."

Song Yi lowered his eyes slightly, "...then are you single now?"

Luo He thought about it carefully, "Single, you can come to chase me, or you can come to line up with a bed partner. At present, there is one in front of you, and you can line up for next weekend."

Since this person doesn't believe him at all, doesn't show his attitude, and still engages in these childish operations of changing vests and probing, Luo He is not hesitating to deepen his wrong impression of himself.