[Quick Transmigration] On the Classification of Trash Boyfriends

Most of the drunken people will make some crazy actions and say some things that they dare not say before, which is referred to as drunken madness.It was the first time that Huo Zhi saw such a quiet person after being drunk, he hugged him tightly without saying a word or doing anything, as if he was about to fall asleep leaning on his shoulder.

Luo Huanzhou's silent demeanor was much more pleasing to the eye than usual, Huo Zhi patted him on the shoulder and softened his voice, "Get up first, I'll take you back to your room to rest."

"Shh."

Luo Huanzhou let out a 'hush' again, frowning slightly.

Huo Zhi closed his mouth for some unknown reason, he tried to push Luo Huanzhou up, but the difference in strength was too great, and the other party still stuck to his body like a giant pillow, motionless.

"..."

At first Huo Zhi thought he was hallucinating, but it wasn't until a few seconds later that he realized it wasn't—Luo Huanzhou was singing.This may not be considered a singing voice, but more like a slow and lengthy chant, like a lullaby ringing in his ears, very pleasant to hear.

He remembered that Luo Huanzhou used to be from a men's troupe, and he was still in charge of singing and dancing in the troupe. He obviously had such a good voice, so why did he want to become an actor later?Huo Zhi was thinking wildly, and the melody in his ears became more and more clear, and he could vaguely distinguish the lyrics. After listening to it for a while, he could almost guess the tone of the music in the next second, just like all the melodies It was already familiarly engraved in his heart. Although his brain was blank, his body had already reacted subconsciously.

"This is... the song of the original body!" The system has already spoken out one step ahead.

At this moment, the fog in front of Huo Zhi's eyes was suddenly cleared, he hugged Luo Huanzhou, and murmured in a low voice, "So that's how it is."

Luo Huanzhou woke up from the bed, cold sweat soaked the broken hair on his forehead, he closed his eyes panting, the fragments of the nightmare still kept in his mind, eroding his reason intermittently.

Jumping flames, filled with gunpowder smoke, dyed the whole night red.His body was held in the arms of a strange man, watching those firefighters coming in and out, but he could only helplessly shed tears, the man knelt down, touched his face with cold hands, and said, "Do you still remember Me? I am your Uncle Jiang."

Luo Huanzhou remembered him, every time his parents quarreled in the living room, he would hear the name 'Jiang Ruiqin', he nodded slowly, his eyes reddened by the smoke were still shedding tears.

"Something happened to your parents, would you like to live with me?"

"Mom and Dad..."

Jiang Ruiqin's smile was fake like a mask, "They are dead."

For him at that time, 'death' was too far away. Luo Huanzhou only knew that he would never see his parents again. ' is in the hands of the man who indirectly killed his parents.

The memory of the eight-year-old was terrifyingly clear. He would always dream about what happened at that time. Every frame and every second was infinitely slowed down. Luo Huanzhou clutched the bed sheet tightly, and it took a long time before he stopped Trembling, he lowered his head, and finally noticed the pajamas he had put on, and the gradually revolving mind pushed the memories of last night to his eyes bit by bit, but all the memories after drinking were blurred, He could only vaguely remember that when he went back, it was Huo Zhi who opened the door.

"Do you have a headache?"

Huo Zhi's voice sounded at the door, Luo Huanzhou suddenly raised his head, just in time to meet his slightly concerned eyes.

"I asked the director for the hangover medicine, and I took it." Huo Zhi handed over both the water and the medicine, and Luo Huanzhou held it in his hand, but he didn't move for a long time.

"What's wrong? Are you stupid?"

Luo Huanzhou's voice was extremely hoarse, "Last night..."

"You left too fast, so I'll wait for you at home with a light on. I didn't expect you to wake up after drinking, so I can only change into your pajamas and throw it on the bed." Huo Zhi naturally explained, "It's almost noon now, are you feeling okay? Can you continue recording?"

Luo Huanzhou silently swallowed the hangover medicine in his hand with water, and said in a deep voice after a while, "I'm fine."

"Your complexion is not very good, or..."

Luo Huanzhou's brain hasn't turned around yet, but the sharp words have already blurted out, "I said it's fine, can you leave me alone?"

Huo Zhi's words stopped there, and he changed the topic, "Then you change your clothes and come out quickly, I'll go down and talk to the director first."

"......knew."

Luo Huanzhou looked at Huo Zhi's back, and then there was a sound of closing the door. He stared at the door for a long time, but there was no movement for a long time. He stood up from the bed and rubbed the forehead restlessly. Hair, messy like his heart at the moment.

Why is Huo Zhi not angry?

He just talked to him like that, how could he not be angry?

Luo Huanzhou wanted to know what happened to him when he was drunk, but as soon as he tried to think about it, there would be a sharp pain in his temple, completely blurring the memory of last night.

"Huanzhou, where did you go last night? Why did you look so bad?"

After Luo Huanzhou went downstairs, He Rou was the first one to approach Luo Huanzhou with a worried expression on her face. The male guest beside her didn't look very good, but she could only watch He Rou greet Luo Huanzhou in silence, completely ignoring his presence.

Luo Huanzhou said lightly, "It's okay".

"I've got some medicine, if you're not feeling well..."

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern." Luo Huanzhou refused directly, "I'll go first."

"Lo..."

But Luo Huanzhou left after speaking.

The hurtful alienation and neglect finally froze He Rou's hot pillow there. Her thin eyebrows, which were frowned because of worry, gradually lowered. It was impossible to ignore, with a layer of faint tears floating on it.

Seeing He Rou like this, Huo Zhi couldn't bear it, he stepped forward and said, "He has such a personality, don't take it to heart."

"Thank you," He Rou forced a smile, "You have such a good relationship with him, Huan Zhou should like you very much, right?"

This sentence was a bit strange, Huo Zhi smiled reassuringly, but did not answer.

"In the three months of filming with him, it was as if I had never understood this person. It was all my own imagination and self-love. He never cared about me."

Hearing these words didn't surprise Huo Zhi much. Anyone with eyes could tell that He Rou liked Luo Huanzhou, and even left behind the burden of being a female artist to actively pursue her. Only cold rejection.

He felt a little regretful, but also incomprehensible and disappointed. Why did He Rou fall in love with Luo Huanzhou, who didn't understand the style at all?And why is Luo Huanzhou not at all tempted by such a gentle and beautiful He Rou?As Huo Zhi thought about it, the image of Luo Huanzhou hugging him last night and humming the song in his ear suddenly appeared in his mind, and he unconsciously lost his mind.

"Huo Zhi, can you do me a favor?"

He Rou's words pulled Huo Zhi out of his memories, he was slightly taken aback, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I want Huanzhou to come to celebrate my birthday, so I have a chat with him on that day, no matter if he refuses... At that time, I will accept any result," He Rou smiled wryly "But I'm afraid that he will reject me. I don't want him to even give me this opportunity. You have such a good relationship with him. Can you help me tell him about this? He will definitely not reject you. "

Could it be that Huo Zhiwei said, "This... I'm not sure either."

"I beg you for this matter, I just want a chance..." He Rou said, tears seemed to fall, Huo Zhi's heart was tightly pressed by these words He couldn't breathe, after a while, he nodded and said helplessly, "Then I will try my best."

He Rou finally had a light smile on his face, but Huo Zhi's heart was heavy. He didn't want to help He Rou ask Luo Huanzhou about this matter. There was no reason, and he didn't want to at all.