Unconventional Raiders [Quick Transmigration]

When Qinglang opened his eyes, he had become another Qinglang. Before he could look around, he was dazzled by colorful lights. The rock music resounded throughout the room, making his eardrums ache.

He sat on the sofa with one hand, his palm sank into the soft cushion, and rubbed his temples. He could feel that the sofa was worth a lot, but what was a little worse now was that his fingers touched his hot cheeks, The original owner appeared to be drunk.

Holding up his heavy eyelids, he looked around and found that he was in a ktv box. The table was filled with snacks and various snacks, among which beer occupied half of the table. Men and women gathered together to talk and laugh loudly, shaking dice The crisp sound even overwhelmed the music, and some people were standing and dancing.

There was a trace of disgust in Qing Lang's eyes, because alcohol made his head cloudy, and he became more and more irritable when he couldn't think, he closed his eyes and took a rest.

"Sunny, can you still fight? Why can't you drink so much!"

Qinglang was pushed and pushed a few times by the people around her, she opened her eyes impatiently, and saw a long-haired woman in a leather jacket and skirt standing in front of her, her facial features were so heavily made up that she couldn't see clearly, she sat directly on Qinglang's lap, stretched out her arms Holding his neck, a pair of big eyes painted with dark purple eyeshadow blinked, and said in a sweet voice, "Qing Lang, you're getting drunk so quickly, can you do it?"

The people around laughed even more when they heard this, and someone yelled, "Qing Qing, take her home and let her see if you can do it tonight!"

Qing Lang didn't have time to deal with the crowd, he panicked with stuffiness in his heart, as if blocked by something, he yelled uncontrollably.

"Mu Yingfeng!"

This cry really relieved my heart, and it seemed to vent out together with something important, leaving only my heart in vain.

Qinglang woke up quite a bit, and the people around were instantly dumbfounded by the name he yelled out. Only the rhythm of the accompaniment resounded in Nuoda's box, and the scene felt weird.

"That..." One of the men with black-rimmed glasses curled his mouth reluctantly, and he raised his glass, "Qing Lang is drunk, really, Mu Yingfeng is not righteous, he ran abroad halfway through his book, I haven't seen anyone for several years, and I didn't even come to the class reunion, no wonder Qinglang called and reprimanded him by name, it is necessary! We did this!"

"Yep……"

"cheers!"

Soon everyone broke free from the embarrassing atmosphere, and started talking and laughing again, but this time, no one really made jokes anymore, they were classmates after all, and what happened in school that year really made them laugh now. I didn't dare to mention it too much, I thought that Sunny had already let go of it after all these years, but I didn't expect to tell the truth after a few drinks.

From the time students entered the society, each of them looked more and more indifferent, but they always kept a little warmth in their hearts for the school's youthful years. The classmates would do a good job of connecting them with each other, and they were unwilling to dig the old ones. classmate wounds.

But there are always people who are willing to pester others in the past.

The woman sitting on Qinglang's lap, from the time he called out that name, the hands around her neck were as stiff as petrified, and everyone's gazes on her were like knives, cutting her face with pain. At this moment, she lowered herself He turned his head and didn't want to look at Qingming, but just moved closer and lowered his voice, looking like a couple in intimate relationship.

"You still can't forget him?"

The woman's non-fat voice was surprisingly pleasant, like a jazz girl humming alone, with a low voice that was soft and affectionate, Qing Qing had already woken up from the wine, and she recognized her identity from the heavy makeup.

Fang Ting, his ex-girlfriend.

He pulled Fang Ting's hand away, "Fang Ting, long time no see."

"Yeah, long time no see..." Fang Ting still didn't raise her head, Qinglang only heard her chuckle, "Why does everyone say this for the first time when they haven't seen each other for many years? If you say Qingqing, the first sentence I say when we meet is How would you react if I proposed to you?"

Although Qingming has a playful and lazy personality, he would definitely not mind teasing her if he were himself, but when he entered the original owner's body, he had already merged with the original owner's soul, so he didn't even move his eyes when he heard this, but still He spoke very calmly, even adding a layer of indifference.

"I will refuse, Fang Ting, you still haven't changed at all."

Fang Ting was silent for a while after hearing this, then stood up and met Qing Lang's eyes, only then did Qing Lang see tears on her face.

"Qingqing, you are wrong, I have changed, I am no longer the ugly duckling that no one paid attention to at that time, I am pursued by someone, a satisfying job..."

Everyone was so shocked by this turn of events that they couldn't speak, they just looked at each other a few times, the atmosphere finally recovered and dropped to freezing point again, the man with glasses complained in his heart, as the initiator of the class reunion, he felt that this class reunion was really bad Thoroughly.

Fang Ting's tears did not make Qing Lang show a strange expression. The face that caught her eyes was the same as the person resident in her heart. His face faded from greenness and immaturity, but the coldness in his bones still existed in his eyes. They are freezing themselves and others.

"But why don't you change? You always stay in the past. Do you know that Mu Yingfeng won't appear in your future? He doesn't even want to come to the class reunion!"

"Forget about him, okay, I can help you, even if you don't like me, even if it's someone else."

Qing Lang looked at her for a few seconds, and was about to speak when she heard a burst of exclamation from the crowd, and then heard a magnetic and unforgettable voice ringing in her ears.

"It's so lively, I seem to be late?"

The clear heart was confused when it met those smiling eyes.

He is 1.8 meters tall and has a perfect inverted triangle figure. The simple blue and white striped pullover on him is completely international, and a pair of long legs forcefully wears the ripped trousers to seven points, revealing his fair skin. Bare feet.

He looked around, walked up to the man with glasses, and smiled at him.

"Squad leader, you are too careless. You even sent the wrong reunion time. You will be punished for being late."

The man with glasses was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and patted himself on the head, "Yes... yes! Look at my carelessness. I will punish myself with three cups. Everyone welcomes Yingfeng!"

After he finished speaking, he immediately poured wine and started drinking, and the people around him also laughed and booed, and the feeling of unfamiliarity faded away for a while, and many people came over to say hello to Mu Yingfeng.

"You, Yingfeng, have finally cultivated in a foreign country and are willing to come out."

"Why do you look younger? Your skin is so good. I'm not convinced by my acne."

"Where are you hanging out now, leave a contact information..."

Mu Yingfeng didn't change his expression in the face of the ridicule of the crowd, and the witty remarks that appeared from time to time during his speech heated up the atmosphere even more. Everyone ignored Fang Ting and Qinglang intentionally or unintentionally. It was even more like a cat whose tail was blown by stepping on it, standing directly in front of Qing Lang, looking at him vigilantly as a protector.

But until the end of the class reunion, Mu Yingfeng didn't come over to say hello to Qinglang during the whole process, as if he didn't notice him, not even out of the corner of his eye.

"We left by car. I'm really happy today. Let's make another appointment next time."

"Bye-Bye."

It was already two o'clock in the morning after the party, and the figures on the street gradually became deserted as everyone left. When waiting for the taxi, Qingqing didn't want to give way to others, so she stood aside and waited. Fang Ting's mood had returned to normal. Standing beside Qinglang, she didn't look like she wanted to leave.

Mu Yingfeng bid farewell to the last person. With the motoring sound of the departing car, only the three of them were left in the whole street. He turned around and walked towards Qinglang.

"sunny."

Before meeting the face he was thinking about day and night, a face with crying makeup came into his sight. His expression seemed to be a little stiff for a moment, but it soon returned to normal, and he even recognized the face standing in front of him. The woman, he took out a pack of unopened wet tissues from his pocket and handed it over.

"Fang Ting, long time no see, you have become more beautiful, but your makeup is a bit messy, here you go."

When he smiled, there were two small dimples on his cheeks. He was very handsome in himself, and this smile had a more gentle and pure taste. He tilted his head, and his eyebrows and eyes were even more curved when he met the clear eyes.

Fang Ting was also confused by his harmless smile, subconsciously reached out to take the wet tissue, and when she realized it, she bit her lip in frustration.

"Mu Yingfeng! Qingqing doesn't want to see you, he..."

Before Fang Ting could finish speaking, Qing Lang interrupted her with a stiff voice, "Fang Ting, you blocked me."

"Qingqing..." Fang Ting's lips trembled, and her eyes instantly became foggy. She didn't stand in front of Qingming anymore, she took a few steps back, and said with a hint of crying, "Are you bothering me?"

"Fang Ting, a normal person will never forget what he wants to forget without amnesia." Qing Lang didn't answer, just said what she hadn't had time to say just now.

After he finished speaking, he turned his head, just quietly looked at Mu Yingfeng who had been away from him, but suddenly appeared again after many years, and slowly approached him. His heart felt a little astringent, but it was not particularly uncomfortable.

The embarrassment, sadness, or joyful scenes that I fantasized about countless reunions in my mind did not happen.

Everything is so natural, some words that I thought would be kept deep in my heart for the rest of my life, but I said them naturally at this moment.

"I didn't stay in the past like you said, and you don't need to shoulder the responsibility of making me happy."

The cool breeze was blowing his hair, he opened his mouth that had been tightly shut since the classmate reunion, and a faint smile appeared on his indifferent face, as if facing a long-lost friend.

"Mu Yingfeng, welcome back."