[Quick Transmigration] On the Classification of Trash Boyfriends

"Host, Qi Yan has decided to ask you to change Huo An's heart."

Almost the next moment, Huo Zhi opened his eyes that were as plain as water, and he sat up with his weak body supported, but the paleness and weakness just now had long since disappeared on his face, only the curvature of his mouth that seemed to be a smile was not a smile.

"The plot is slower than before." In the original owner's memory, Qi Yan's heart was much harder than it is now.

It's a good thing that man has developed intolerance towards him.

The mechanical voice of the system was slightly worried, "Host, will the heart-changing this time be according to the original plot?"

"of course not."

"......call."

Listening to the small system's reaction in amused manner, most of the discomfort in his body seemed to have dissipated. Huo Zhi looked down at his wrist just touched by Chen Zhao. On his fair skin, there was a pale, almost imperceptible scar. He tried to clenched his fist tightly, and the veins under the scar also appeared for a moment. He obviously didn't feel anything, but Huo Zhi felt a pain in his heart.

That wasn't his emotion, but a strange instinct from this body.

"That Chen Zhao...is the butterfly effect?"

His voice was very weak, as if he was talking to himself.

"It is true that there is no such person as Chen Zhao in the original book, but he is not bad to the host."

Huo Zhi said, "You seem to really want me to develop something with him."

The system was silent for a while, "He is better than Qi Yan."

"Yes, everyone is better than Qi Yan, but Huo Zhi likes him alone."

After Huo Zhi lazily finished speaking, the system fell silent. His voice was mixed with a touch of sarcasm. It's unknown whether he was mocking the original Huo Zhi or himself.

After the high fever passed, Qi Yan's attitude towards Huo Zhi gradually softened.

Compared with his original bad behavior, this is more like two extremes.In the past, Huo Zhi was used to being bullied by Qi Yan, so as long as Qi Yan smiled at him, it was a great gift from heaven, but now Qi Yan treats him more than a little bit nicer.

I won't hit him anymore, and I won't force him to suffer those weird punishments with a smile one second and cloudy sky the next.

This made Huo Zhi flattered and more cautious.

Outside the piano room, Huo Zhi was standing outside the door holding a plate of pastries. Before he entered, the melodious melody in the room had already reached his ears. Huo Zhi opened the door, and the wonderful music continued.

Huo An's health is poor, so it is difficult to do some strenuous exercise, so Qi Yan asks the piano teacher to guide him to play the piano every week to relieve boredom.Huo An likes it very much, and he is also very talented. The piano teacher always praises him, and when he plays the piano, Huo An seems to be more like an angel in white.

Beautiful slender fingers jumped on the black and white keys, Huo Zhi subconsciously slowed down his pace, and gently placed the plate of pastries on the small table. He was going to leave after putting it away, but Qi Yan kept putting it away. The sight on Huo An's body suddenly turned to Huo Zhi, which caught him off guard.

After an unknown amount of time, Huo Zhi lowered his eyes, ready to leave here.

But Qi Yan said, "Sit down."

The sound of the piano also stopped abruptly.

Huo Zhi felt that he was disturbing them, and his heart tightened slightly, "Master, I'm going first..."

"I told you to sit down, don't you understand people's words?"

Qi Yan repeated it coldly, Huo Zhi didn't dare to refute, so he sat on the other side of the small table.

Just like now, Qi Yan's words obviously still have thorns, but they are more like a disguise floating on the surface. As long as you listen carefully, you can find that what he wants to express is not what he means.Huo Zhi knew Qi Yan too well, with just one tone of voice, he could understand whether the young master was angry or not, and he could better understand whether he was deliberately making things difficult for him or really wanted him to sit down.

So Huo Zhi sat down obediently.

Huo An turned around, "Brother, are you coming to listen to my piano practice?"

Huo Zhi looked at Qi Yan's expression, and said "Yes".

"Is this a snack? I'm just a little hungry."

Huo An trotted down from the piano chair and stared at the plate of dim sum, "Did brother make it? It's so pretty."

Huo Zhi shook his head in embarrassment, "No, Mama Zhang did it."

Huo An half-lyed beside Qi Yan's knees, raised his head and said coquettishly, "Brother Qi Yan—can you feed me one?"

Qi Yan's expression was indifferent, "It's too sweet, it's not good for your health."

Huo An leaned against his leg, "Just take a bite."

Qi Yan picked up a piece of pastry, and he immediately opened his mouth cooperatively, looking expectant, maybe no one can refuse such a beauty who relies on him everywhere, Qi Yan is the same.Huo An took a bite of the pastry in his hand, smiling contentedly and brilliantly.

Qi Yan also smiled faintly, and put the bitten pastry back on the plate. Huo An's eyes followed his movements, flashing a flash of disappointment.

But soon, he concealed his disappointment with a smile, and looked at Huo Zhi in a daze, "Brother, do you want to practice piano together?"

"I...I don't have to, and I won't."

Huo Zhi said embarrassedly, but Huo An immediately bit his lower lip in frustration, "But my brother plays very well, even better than me."

"Joan..."

Huo Zhi hurriedly interrupted, for some reason, Huo An, who used to seldom talk to him before, always likes to ask him how he feels, every time he is caught off guard.

"Can you play the piano?" It was the same this time, and Qi Yan heard it too.

Huo Zhi hesitated, "In the orphanage, there was a small piano."

"My brother played very well at that time, and he could play the pieces taught by the teacher the next day."

Huo An continued talking, as if he didn't feel Huo Zhi's uneasiness.

"Really?" Qi Yan couldn't tell whether he believed it or not, "Then go play a song."

"After so many years, I will no longer..."

But under Qi Yan's gaze, Huo Zhi still sat in front of the piano, his back was stiff and straight, his palms were already soaked in cold sweat before his fingers touched the keys.

How to do......

He pressed a syllable tremblingly, his voice was harsh and abrupt, without any sense of beauty.

The scar on the wrist was stabbing.

Qi Yan couldn't help laughing, "That's it, is it considered good at playing?"

"Brother just forgot."

Huo Zhi pulled out a smile, "Yeah, it's been so many years..."

Qi Yan stared at Huo Zhi's smile, and after a long time, he slowly looked away.

Huo An returned to the piano chair and started playing the piano. Huo Zhi left the room calmly. Hearing the low sound of closing the door, the corner of Huo An's mouth raised an arc unconsciously.

"Brother Qi Yan, you think it sounds nice—"

After the song ended, Huo An turned around with a smile, but the chair was already empty.

"......?"