I am not pitiful [Quick Transmigration]

In a blink of an eye, the monthly exam in December happened, and it happened that the last day of the monthly exam was Rong Zhen's birthday in this world.

It is said that he is 17 years old, but in fact it is just a fictional age. His birthday is in December. When he first wore it, he was still about two months away from his first birthday. After today, he is really 12 years old.

Woke up early in the morning, Han Jing put on a new sweater for him, and ate a hot breakfast at home together, Rong Zhen was still dizzy, and was dragged out by Han Jing, and the other party stopped riding when it was cold, fearing that he would be frozen , Just sit in the back row of the bus together, and you can secretly hold hands when there is no one in the back row.

Sitting in the warm car, Rong Zhen finally woke up belatedly, looked down at the big hand holding her, and suddenly had the strength for a day.

After handing in the papers in the examination room in the afternoon, Han Jing came over as soon as he left the examination room.

During this period of time, although the two of them will not be intimate in public, they will not deliberately avoid it at school. After all, they are two big boys, and everyone sees them as if they have a good relationship in private.

Rong Zhen quickly walked to Han Jing's side and asked, "What's for dinner?"

Han Jing pulled him closer: "Can I eat at home?"

Rong Zhen nodded immediately, it was cold, and he didn't really want to run outside.

After leaving the school, Han Jing hailed a taxi, sat in the back seat with Rong Zhen, and stuffed his hands into his hot pockets.

Rong Zhen leaned her head against him, and raised her other hand up, secretly tickling him boredly.

Han Jing seemed not ticklish by nature, no matter how much he scratched, he didn't respond.

Rong really didn't want to be reconciled, and immediately got up to play tricks on him. Seeing the driver in front of him driving seriously, his hands suddenly dropped.

Han Jing's complexion changed suddenly, and he pinched his wrist suddenly, as if he didn't expect him to be so bold, staring at his dark eyes, his Adam's apple moved a few times, taking advantage of the cover of the chair, lowered his head, and punished him Bite your fingers.

It's neither mild nor severe, and I don't know if it's a psychological effect. The itching is more than the pain.

Rong Zhen held his breath lightly, and stopped moving.

When we got out of the car, it was still dark outside, and the air was chilly.

Rong Zhen stood beside Han Jing and walked forward. Han Jing was tall and broad-shouldered, firmly blocking the cold wind.

They bought some things at the convenience store at the gate of the community, and when they came out, they suddenly met Zheng Yuncheng who had just returned from school.

Zheng Yuncheng looked a little tired. His father, Zheng Ping, and his mother, Liu Meifen, had been arguing all day long recently, sometimes in the middle of the night, and once even called the police... It has long been the subject of after-dinner conversation among the neighbors of the building, Rong Zhen It's hard not to know these things.

Seeing them, Zheng Yuncheng's face changed slightly, he gritted his teeth, and stepped into the gate of the community first.

They didn't react as much as Zheng Yuncheng, as if they didn't see it.

Han Jing brought everything over, glanced at him, and asked, "Are your ears cold?"

Rong is really afraid of the cold, and when it’s cold, his earlobes will turn slightly red. He used to wear a hat, but today he saw the weather forecast and said it would heat up. He thought about the trouble of taking it off because he had to continue the exam today. I am too lazy to wear it.

That hat was not bought, but Han Jing knitted it for him some time ago.

When Rong Zhen found out about it, he was so shocked that his teeth almost fell out, but the other party still tried it on for him indifferently, saying that if the size was not suitable, he would weave it again.

Fortunately, it is very suitable, Rong is really afraid that he will become addicted to knitting, so he will not let him knit again: "You are already in the third year of high school, this is a waste of time...We can buy it, save trouble..."

Han Jing: "I want to weave..."

"..."

"It doesn't waste time, it's easy."

... Well, after all, in the original book, Han Jing was a baby genius since he was a child.

Rong Zhen: "Then stop knitting before the college entrance examination. After the college entrance examination, it's up to you."

He spoke seriously, and leaned over to his relatives, using both soft and hard, and the other party reluctantly agreed.

During the day, it wasn't too cold outside, but now it was late and windy, no different from the previous few days.Rong Zhen's earlobes and ear tips turned slightly red again.

But soon to the corridor, Rong Zhen shook his head and did not admit it.

After walking two steps, one ear was suddenly covered by a big palm.

The palm was warm, pressing his cold ears.

Rong Zhen turned to look at him in surprise.

Han Jing was holding something in one hand, while covering his ears with the other, his brows were furrowed: "It's so cold."

Rong Zhen didn't make a sound, and let him put down when he was about to walk into the corridor.

After entering the house, grandpa was watching a food documentary in the living room, squinting his eyes and looking like he was about to fall asleep.

The room was well heated, Rong Zhen and Han Jing took off their coats together.

Hearing the noise, the old man raised his head, shook his head to wake himself up, looked at them and stood up: "You're back? Brother Xiaozhen's birthday is today, right? Grandpa will cook some special dishes for you..."

The old man usually calls after Han Jing, sometimes he directly calls him younger brother, sometimes he also calls Xiao Zhen younger brother, and occasionally he calls him Xiao Zhen.

He was originally a man of few words, and his only grandson was like him. Suddenly, Rong Zhen, who liked to chat with him, came to the family, and he gradually talked more.

Rong Zhen saw that Grandpa Han went directly to the kitchen, and followed him, Han Jing stopped him: "I discussed with Grandpa, he will make two dishes you usually like to eat, and I will come for the rest."

"Then I'll go shopping..."

"Already bought it."

"Huh? When?"

"Before you wake up in the morning."

"But at that time the supermarket hadn't..."

Seeing that the tips of his ears were still a little red, Han Jing rubbed his ears with both hands and replied, "There is a 15-hour supermarket 24 minutes to the right after leaving the community."

Rong Zhen frowned slowly: "You didn't call me when you got up so early."

Han Jing's eyes changed slightly, his ears were already warm from rubbing, he suddenly pulled Rong Zhen to the bedroom, quickly closed the door, kissed the person directly behind the door, and asked with his teeth: "Why are you calling?"

Rong Zhen was about to answer, but his mouth was tightly blocked in an instant.

After the kiss was over, Han Jing rubbed his chin on his shoulder: "I hate to call you, I spend several minutes every day just to watch you sleep... baby." He kissed his neck sideways.

It was the first time that Rong Zhen was called that, he was dumb.

Afraid of wasting time, Han Jing straightened up and kissed him one last time, holding the doorknob and saying, "Take a good rest, I'll call you when the meal is ready."

Rong Zhen hummed and watched Han Jing go out.

After staying in the bedroom for more than ten minutes, he couldn't sit still. He ran to the kitchen to see, but there was only Grandpa Han in it, but the dishes were all washed, and Rong Zhen couldn't help, so he just chatted with the old man to relieve his boredom.

Han Jing went out to get a custom-made cake.

The old and the young talked for a while, and then he came back.

Han Jing put the cake away, and asked his grandfather and Rong Zhen, who had finished frying two dishes, to go to the living room to watch the show, and cook in the kitchen alone.

Some things he knew how to cook. His parents died in a car accident a few years ago, and he couldn’t always buy them outside. The old and the young didn’t trust outsiders, and he didn’t hire a nanny. The old man had been cooking for a long time, and he couldn’t stand it. , just learn some dishes for a long time, and only occasionally let the old man go to the kitchen.

In the end, the dining table was full, and there was braised pork that Rong really liked. Han Jing didn’t know this dish at first, but he practiced it in advance, and made it according to the video for a long time. Not worse than restaurants outside.

Of the three people, two of them are the type who don't talk much. The table doesn't look lively, but no one feels deserted.

After eating and turning off the lights, Rong Zhen followed the procedure to make a wish in front of the cake with beautiful candlelight.

Made three wishes.

One, I hope Grandpa Han can live a long and healthy life.

Two, I hope that Han Jing and Han Jing will live like this forever in this world.

Three, complete the task as soon as possible, and return to the real world safely with Zhou Ting.

The candle was blown out in one gulp, and the old man went to turn on the light. The moment the room was bright, Rong Zhen looked up at Han Jing.

Han Jing has been watching him silently.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but at that moment, Han Jing's eyes and Zhou Ting in his memory suddenly overlapped.

Rong Zhen has always known that Zhou Ting is the target of missions in these worlds, but because Zhou Ting has different experiences in each world and does not have all the memories like him, even though Zhou Ting in each world has some similarities with Zhou Ting in the real world. However, due to completely different life experiences, it is impossible to be exactly the same as Zhou Ting in reality.

But at that moment, Rong Zhen seemed to see Zhou Ting from head to toe.

He froze for a while.

It wasn't until Han Jing sent the old man back to the room to rest, and came to lift him up, that Rong Zhen slowly recovered.

He wanted to clear the dining table, but was stopped by Han Jing.

Han Jing pushed him into the bathroom in the bedroom and asked him to take a shower first.

When Rong Zhen came out of the shower, Han Jing had already cleaned up the outside, and suddenly brought him a box.

Open it carefully.

Inside is a pair of silver stud earrings with diamonds. The style is very special and beautiful.

Han Jing: "My mother bought this before the accident. She thought it was beautiful at the time. Later, because she didn't dare to get her ears pierced, she said she would give it to her daughter-in-law. Happy birthday, baby."

Rong Zhen raised his eyelids slightly.

Han Jing kissed him on the cheek, looked at him and said, "But there is no daughter-in-law, her son only has a precious man."

Rong Zhen was speechless, looked at the pair of earrings for a long time, and suddenly hugged Han Jing.

His nose was sore, he should be happy, but he was inexplicably sad.

Han Jing hasn't taken a shower yet, but he can't push him away at all, so he can only suppress his instinct and say, "I just finished cleaning the outside, and I smell like oil, I'm going to really dirty the clean ones...after taking a shower, I'm going to get dirty again." Let me hug you, okay?"

Rong Zhen didn't let go, and rubbed his head hard on his shoulder.

Han Jing endured it for a while, and finally couldn't help it, and without thinking about other things, she suddenly raised her hand to hold him, and locked him tightly in her arms.

Neither of the two spoke, just hugged each other purely, as if they were absorbing the warmth from each other's body to spend the cold night.

After a long time, Rong Zhen let him go.

When Han Jing came out of the shower, it was already very late, but Rong Zhen was still awake, sitting by the bed and looking at the pair of earrings.

Just as he was fascinated, he shook his body, the earrings in his hand were taken away and placed on the side of the cabinet, and the person was suddenly picked up horizontally and placed lightly on the inside of the big bed: "Baby is asleep."

Because his hug and that "baby" inexplicably aroused childlike innocence, when Han Jing let go, Rong Zhen grabbed him and tried to pull him down on him.

Han Jing supported him in time with both hands so as not to crush him.

Rong Zhen was not afraid of his pressure, so he hugged his neck, exerted all his strength, and finally fell down.

As if he was playing a game right away, he quickly rolled around with him in a hugging position. The bed was big enough for them to run amok like this.

Rong Zhen smiled and said, "You hug me and get out."

Han Jing closed her eyes, stared at him quietly, her arms around him tightened suddenly, she didn't roll, she just bowed her head and kissed him.

Gently touched the tip of his white teeth, and slowly moved and tested inside.

The kiss was extraordinarily gentle, rare and rare.

Rong Zhen forgot the game he proposed in a blink of an eye, and gradually fell into this lingering throbbing...

That night, Rong Zhen had a dream.

It's a nightmare.

He dreamed that he finally returned to the real world after completing the task.

He wanted to find Zhou Ting. The system that hadn't left yet learned of Zhou Ting's existence in the mission world and told him that Zhou Ting didn't remember anything. For him, those mission worlds were just a dream that was forgotten .

Without warning, tears fell down in big drops, like rain. In the real world, Rong Zhen seldom cries, but this time he cried out of breath. His mother and younger brother were all anxious. No, I asked him what happened back and forth...

That's how Rong Zhen woke up from crying. Soon, he found that his eyelids were being kissed from time to time, and someone beside his ear was asking him what was wrong, and hastily wiped away the tears on his face.

It's Han Jing.

It took a while for Rong to realize that it was a dream, and at this time he had already woken up.

His mouth was open, tears were still hanging from the end of his eyes, his face was pale, and he didn't know what to say.

How pitiful.

Han Jing's heart tightened suddenly, he sat up straight, hugged him into his arms, pressed his thin lips to his forehead and kissed him, and waited for Rongzhen's face to recover gradually before asking him if he had a nightmare.

It was bright outside the window, but the light inside was still dim.

Rong Zhen didn't answer, looked up at him with reddish eyes, and suddenly asked: "Is your memory not very good?"

"..."

Rong Zhen quickly realized that he was making a dream come true, and grinned again, raised his head and gave him a comforting kiss on his sharp thin lips, and was about to say that he was just having a nightmare, but before he could speak, suddenly The other party buckled his shoulders and stared at him.

Han Jing's eyes were deep, and he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "I have a good memory."

Rong is really dumb.

The two looked at each other for a long time, Rong Zhen broke the silence first, and asked: "Then yesterday, the shredded pork with green pepper, green pepper and shredded pork, how many cuts did you make in total?"

"..."

This happened just like that, but Rong Zhen didn't know it. When he was washing in the bathroom, Han Jing typed a line in the search engine on the computer:

A way to keep people from dreaming.

The author has something to say: 1. Both of them will not lose their memory when they return to the real world

2. The real dream in this chapter reflects your own heart, not the reality. In fact, neither of them feels safe. They both feel that the real world is unrequited love. Zhou Ting is bright, and Rong is really dark.

3. The reason why Zhou Ting entered the mission world will be written later in the comparison, it is in the outline, it is not what everyone guessed

4. How many worlds are there before the end, Mo Fang!

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Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Muqing Pavilion and the reflection of the building into the pond; 2 bottles of maltose; 1 bottle of Haoshi Peanut and Ya Yaya;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!