[Quick Transmigration] Transfer system

Since the bar incident, Zhang Lin has relied on Lin Xiu.

Lin Xiu really wanted to know which string he touched Zhang Lin, so that this guy stopped pretending to be an autistic boy, and loved to lean in front of him when he had nothing to do.

Fortunately, during the day, Lin Xiu and Zhang Lin are not in the same class, and they are often not in the classroom, so they can escape.But Lin Xiu couldn't escape after school.

First, Lin Xiu wanted to take Zhang Lin home;

Secondly, Zhang Lin is also his tutor;

Thirdly, it is also the most troublesome thing for Lin Xiu. Now Zhang Lin has to share a bed with him every day, and Zhang Lin's bed has basically become a decoration.

Mother Lin had heard about this.That night, she made a special call to Lin Xiu and really praised him. At the end, she asked him to continue to work hard to take good care of Zhang Lin. The kindness in her tone was rare in Lin Xiu's life.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Xiu was still in a daze.

This unscientific!When did Lafayette take the initiative to call him and not order him around?How could you talk to him so kindly?

As soon as he turned his head, he heard Zhang Lin say, "Aunt Lin already told me on the phone that you should take good care of me."

I knew it was your kid who made trouble!

However, Lin Xiu didn't understand. Couldn't he take care of Zhang Lin enough?He has almost spent all his free time after school on Zhang Lin, isn't that enough?

Seeing Lin Xiu's confusion, Zhang Lin asked, "Did Aunt Lin not talk to you on the phone?"

Lin Xiu had an intuition that he was about to suffer, so he heard Zhang Lin say, "I have passed the school's application for skipping grades. Starting tomorrow, I will be in the same class as you..."

As if pleased by Lin Xiu's shocked look, Zhang Lin said again: "Besides, because my grades are good enough, the school gives me permission to skip classes and spend my study time freely."

"More importantly, Aunt Lin asked me to watch you. That is to say, without my permission, you can no longer skip class in the future."

Lin Xiu had already been annoyed by Zhang Lin in the past few days, but now he exploded after hearing Zhang Lin's words.

Lin Xiu could indeed accommodate Zhang Lin as much as possible for the sake of Mama Lin's face, but that was not without limit.And Zhang Lin repeatedly used Mother Lin to touch his bottom line, which made him unable to bear it anymore.

"Don't push yourself! So what if you are in the same class as me? Why do you meddle in my life? If I don't want to go to class, you still can't control me!

Even though we live under the same roof, in the final analysis, we have no blood relationship at all!I don't believe it, if I insist on fighting with my mother, mother can ignore my own son? ! "

When Lin Xiu was speaking, Zhang Lin kept his head down. He didn't raise his head until the person on the other side had vented his dissatisfaction. He stared at Lin Xiu unblinkingly with his dark eyes, and said calmly, "If that's the case, then I Just get it straight. I'm just trying to make one thing clear."

Lin Xiu frowned when he heard the words: "What's the matter?"

"I want to know, if I send what you just said to Auntie Lin, what will she look like?" Zhang Lin suddenly smiled as he spoke, and took out the mobile phone in his pocket to shake Lin Xiu.The screen of the phone in his hand was on, showing the recording interface.

When Lin Xiu saw it, he didn't say a word at first, and then said after a while: "Forget it, I'm afraid of you, you can make troubles as you like."

The voice was full of exhaustion.

Afterwards, Lin Xiu ignored Zhang Lin, turned off the lights and lay down.

Zhang Lin stared at Lin Xiu for a moment in the dark, his expression was dim.

He liked the young man's unrestrained and unrestrained appearance when he was making trouble in the bar that time, and his flamboyant and dazzling appearance could even drive him crazy; instead of turning his back to him in silence like this, without saying a word.

Zhang Lin thought that he was really a demon, otherwise, how could the prestigious silver fox in the past resort to threatening people, the method he hated the most on weekdays, just to get closer to the boy.

From the very beginning, Zhang Lin knew that the young man didn't want to get involved with him too much, but because of his mother's orders, he had no choice but to please him everywhere.

He didn't care about it at the beginning, and his years of licking blood made him indifferent enough.

The boy doesn't want to get involved with him, so why is he willing to make contact with outsiders?After all, human beings are so ugly, so fragile.A little interest involvement can turn two friends who have known each other for many years against each other, and a little blood loss is enough to kill a person.

However, by a strange coincidence, when the boy said he wanted to pick him up and drop him off from school, he actually agreed.

Maybe it was because he saw too many people who didn't believe what he said, Zhang Lin suddenly wanted to see how much the boy could keep his promise to his mother.

To his surprise, the teenager was unexpectedly responsible, both at school and at home.

It stands to reason that a misfit like him is easily excluded by his classmates.But in fact, not only did no one in the class dare to speak harshly to him, they even spoke with a hint of envy in their tone.

This is probably what Lin Xiu did.

It's the same at home, no matter how cold his face is, the boy will never be really angry.He didn't want outsiders to enter the house, so the young man took on all the sanitation work in the house, working hard like a high school student.

So Zhang Lin became curious.

Then, as if he had discovered a new continent, he unconsciously paid attention to the boy's every move.

He found that the boy was in a daze when he had nothing to do. He often saw him sitting on the top of the rockery in the school, staring in one direction for most of the day.

He found that the young man seemed to be a fool without learning and skills, but in fact he had a big heart and a little ink, and his calligraphy was enough to make everyone applaud.

He found that the boy was very happy with his brother on the surface, but he never really opened his heart to let people into his heart.

And it seems that only Mama Lin is the one who really puts the boy in his heart.

Compared with Zhang Lin himself, his indifference is the same but different.

If he said he couldn't get used to the hypocritical faces of human beings and disdained contact with them, then the boy was afraid of having too much contact with people.Even the mother who the teenager cared about, Zhang Lin never saw him take the initiative to call even once.

Unknowingly, his attention to the boy deepened day by day, and by the time Zhang Lin realized it, he couldn't get out.

Originally, he was also excited about the young man's attention to Lin's mother.Just carrying out Lin's mother's order is enough to turn the boy from a wild cat with its teeth and claws into a domestic cat that he can tease.

But now, Zhang Lin suddenly became disgusted—if he wasn't Zhang Lin, and if Lin's mother no longer liked him, would the young man in front of him immediately leave his side?Don't look back at him again?

Thinking of this, Zhang Lin's heart suddenly ached, and he, who was not afraid of injury and bleeding, was so painful that he almost knelt on the ground.

This kind of pain is so familiar, as if a long time ago, there was such a person, regardless of his retention, regardless of his pain, regardless of his wailing, and insisted on getting farther and farther away from him step by step until he was out of his sight, Until he can no longer catch that person.

This kind of pain is so strange, it is the first time in my life, not because of injury or poisoning, just thinking about a person can cause such pain.

In the darkness, there was the sound of the boy's breathing becoming more and more steady. It turned out that the boy had already fallen asleep when he fell into deep thought.

Big beads of cold sweat rolled down his forehead, Zhang Lin barely stabilized his thoughts, walked to the bed by the bleak moonlight coming in from the window, and stroked the boy's smooth black curly hair with gentle force, his eyes were full of pain and dissatisfaction untie.

What are you afraid of?

Why refuse to believe, even one person?

Why do you resist my approach so much?Obviously I can feel that you don't hate me.

Trust me once, can't you?