I treat you guys as buddies [Quick Transmigration]

Du Jiu agreed to think about it, and the president's father also kept his promise and untied him from the chains on his hands and feet. Perhaps because of the 300-year captivity in the last world, Du Jiu didn't feel much happy about regaining his freedom. Instead, he felt that he was staying in the room. It is more comfortable to have someone serve you, eat, drink and play games.

He reacted a little panicked.

What the hell, he shouldn't be suffering from Stockholm Syndrome by Qin Jiuzhao, right?

Du Jiu was terrified, and immediately asked the system to check him.

The system seemed to feel very comfortable in the clam-like shape, and it never got rid of it. It poked its head out from the gap in the clam shell: "I'm not a psychiatrist."

Du Jiu snorted coldly: "What's the use of you?!" Qin Jiuzhao just let it go, there was no sign that he changed his face, but the change of the president's father was so obvious, and he still kept it from him when he saw it. He was a pig teammate!

The system feels aggrieved: "But the data is normal..."

Du Jiu: "Data is dead, but people are alive. The data in the previous world also showed normal. What's the result? Can't you learn to be flexible?!"

System: "I'm not human."

Du Jiu was speechless.

He felt that one day he would be mad at his own system.

But after such a fuss, I'm not in the mood to think about Stockholm anymore. Anyway, Qin Jiuzhao no longer exists, so it's meaningless to think about it.

In a blink of an eye, he put this matter behind him, devoted himself to Huo Jiu's character set, and went to the garden to let the wind go.

Seeing this, the system silently swallowed back what it wanted to say.

It wanted to remind Du Jiu, didn't he realize that he was actually talking about Qin Jiuzhao all the time?Even if it was cursing and anger, but in the end, the three words Qin Jiuzhao were deeply remembered in his heart, instead of being forgotten in a blink of an eye like those characters in the world in the past.

Like Du Jiu, the system doesn't understand love, but it has seen a lot of feelings between men and women in various worlds, so it still understands a little bit. He has seen Du Jiu's situation before, so he is a little worried.

But now it seems that it is thinking too much. Du Jiu is still the heartless Du Jiu. It is estimated that in one or two worlds, Qin Jiuzhao will be gradually forgotten.

In order to suit Huo Jiu's mood, Du Jiu walked around the garden twice, and sat quietly in the greenhouse for a while, staring at the hanging wisteria in a daze, as if he was digesting what had happened in the past few days, but in fact, his brain and the system were closely connected. Continue to chase dramas together, three years in a small black house, he has left behind a lot of homework.

He sat until the sun set, thinking that it was almost done, he got up and went back to his room, entered the living room and was about to go upstairs, but he saw the servants coming and going upstairs, carrying something.

"Come here." Young Master Huo was sitting on the sofa in the living room when he saw him come in and waved to him.

Du Jiu walked over, hesitated, and finally sat beside him.

Young Master Huo was obviously very satisfied, he stretched his long arms around him from behind: "I asked them to move your room to mine next door, or would you rather move to my room to be with me?"

The warm breath hit the pinnae, Du Jiu trembled, and his ears turned red: "No, no need..."

He looked around subconsciously, afraid of being seen by others, and wanted to break free, but Huo Dashao hugged him even tighter. He took the tablet and handed it to him: "It will take a while to pack it up, you stay here with me, Let's play games together."

"Brother..." Du Jiu's face was slightly pale, and his expression was flustered and helpless. Once his relationship with brother was exposed, what would those servants think of him? If his classmates and friends knew about it, Xiao Hua...

Huo Dashao slapped his face and made him look at him with cold eyes and a stern voice: "Why do you want to avoid it? Embarrassed? Or do you think our relationship is shameful?"

"No...no..." Du Jiu was frightened by his sudden change of face and trembled twice, his face turned pale, and his eyelashes trembled.

There was obvious fear and confusion in the young man's beautiful eyes, and there was a bit of pleading, Huo Dashao's heart softened immediately, but he didn't want to let him go easily, the coldness in his eyes subsided a bit, but remained rigid With a straight face: "I like you and make you feel uncomfortable? Or are you afraid of being ashamed if others find out?"

"No, it's not." Du Jiu seemed to have just realized it, but he has always been reticent, and he didn't know how to express the complexity in his heart. In desperation, he turned around and bumped forward, bumping himself into Young Master Huo's arms, and took the initiative to hug him. Stopped him, repeatedly saying "I didn't" and "No".

"What's that? Tell me." Huo Dashao took him into his arms, stroking the back of his neck gently, and his voice softened.

"I'm just... just..." Du Jiu was bewitched by his returning tenderness, and stumbled to say the truth, "I'm afraid... afraid, afraid... we are brothers... I..." The original brother suddenly became a lover , what others will think.

What he said was confusing, but First Young Master Huo understood what he meant. He backed away a little, raised Du Jiu's chin, and let him look at him: "I know what you want to say. With me here, what are you afraid of? We It's not a real brother, everyone knows that."

Speaking of this, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you care so much about other people's opinions?"

"No." Du Jiu subconsciously retorted.

"Then what are you worried about?" First Young Master Huo said, "You live with me, so why care about what others say."

In fact, Du Jiu understood the truth, but he couldn't adapt to it for a while, just like now, when the servants were busy with their own business, he felt as if everyone was watching him secretly.

"Okay, don't think too much, let's play a game, shall we?" First Young Master Huo kissed him on the lips and let him go.

Du Jiu blushed slightly, and muttered softly: "I'm not a child..." But in fact, he was very happy in his heart. He lost his father early on, and later even lost his mother who was indifferent to him. The feeling of pampering has not been felt for a long time.

Feeling his emotional change, First Young Master Huo raised his eyebrows, took him into his arms, and smiled softly: "Yes, yes, you are not a child, you are my baby."

Du Jiu blushed even more.

The two of them nestled on the sofa and played games together for a while. By the way, they had dinner before going upstairs to see Du Jiu's new room.

The layout of the new room was similar to Du Jiu's original room. The servants restored the furnishings, and he barely noticed the change of room at first glance.

The biggest difference between the two rooms is that there is an extra door next to the closet. Du Jiu glanced at the president's father who was standing behind him with arms folded. He had a vague guess in his heart. With a pure curiosity on his face, he stretched out his hand and opened it. As expected, he saw the president's father's room. .

Hehe, he knew it.

Du Jiu curled his lips inwardly. How could he let him be alone with a perverted control freak like the president's father? With this door, what difference does it make to live with him?

He turned around with displeasure on his face, frowned, and looked at the president's father, but he only opened his mouth, but he didn't have the courage to speak out.

First Young Master Huo obviously understood his temper, and looked at him leisurely. Seeing his gloomy complexion, he took a step forward and hugged him: "Don't think too much, baby, I said I won't do anything to you, so I won't do anything to you." I will break my promise, and I will wait until the day you are willing."

Du Jiu's brows stretched, and his expression became much more relaxed, but his heart was full of tears, don't wait, big brother, there is no need to wait, up to seven days, after seven days he has to be willing even if he is not willing, and he will cry and beg in turn. How he treats him.

Anyway, I kissed everything that should be kissed, touched everything that should be touched, and the last step is not far behind, so why insist on it?

However, the president's father really sticks to this point and never goes one step further.

He stayed at home with Du Jiu for several days in a row, as if he was also on summer vacation.The two get up together in the morning, go for a run together, and after breakfast, Du Jiu plays games, watches dramas and reads books, while the president's father works next to him, and takes a nap together after lunch. After waking up, Du Jiu goes to the piano room to practice, while the president's father watches him .

It's also harmonious to get along like this.

Of course, some disharmonious things have been done, and I have used both hands and mouths, but I just don’t make it to the last step.

Several times, Du Jiu couldn't help but want to lie down as the president's father, but he held back in order not to collapse the character.

However, seeing that Changchun Silk's ten-day attack period was getting closer and closer, he had to quickly come up with a natural method that would not collapse the character.

After much deliberation, Du Jiu decided to die and go to the bar, and it must be gay.

According to Huo Jiu's psychology, it is not surprising that he was suddenly confessed by a man, and he has feelings for the man who confessed to him. Under the contradiction, he would be curious about this aspect and want to know more about it.

With his personality, he would never go to Wu Jiaxun to confide in him. After thinking about it, it is reasonable to go to the bar.

What will happen in the bar is not up to him.

Du Jiu kept waiting for the opportunity, and finally on the ninth day, the president's father had to come forward in person for the company's affairs. Du Jiu specifically begged the president's father to take him along, saying that he wanted to go to the library. The president's father did not refuse.

Du Jiu stayed in the library until evening, then avoided the driver and went to the bar.

When he arrived at the door, after thinking about it, he sent a text message to the president's father. Of course, he couldn't say that he came here to kill himself, but he wrote it under the guise of curiosity to see his heart clearly, which is called a literary one.

However, this is really the first time for Du Jiu to come to this kind of bar. He has not traveled to many worlds before, and most of them are BG worlds. BL has only experienced one, which is still in ancient times. Just finished leaving.

The bar was not as gloomy and decadent as he thought. On the contrary, the decoration was very sentimental and full of literary and artistic atmosphere. This bar was specially found by Du Jiu from the Internet, and it is said that it is very famous in the circle.

After he went in, he looked around quickly. It was just dark, and there were not many people sitting in the corner in twos and threes. On the central stage was a singer in leather, playing a guitar and humming folk tunes.

The moment Du Jiu came in, the atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds. He was a little at a loss, but he quickly calmed down and sat down in an empty corner pretending to be a regular customer.

Almost as soon as he sat down, the phone rang, and when he picked it up, it turned out to be the president's father.

Since he was going to die, he must go to the end, he pressed it directly, and then without saying a word, ordered the wine that he thought had a nice name but knew that it was the strongest wine.

Then let the system calculate the time it took for the president's father to drive here from the company, and get himself drunk before the time.

When he saw the president's father with a cold face in the mist, he compared it in his heart, it's good, he succeeded in killing himself.