Negative Textbook of Love [Quick Transmigration]

When Zhang Liangshao rushed downstairs, Song Wenyao was standing in front of a sleek black suspension car with his hands in his pockets.

He wore a dark gray double-breasted woolen coat with a stand-up collar, and a black woolen sweater wrapped around his neck.A burgundy scarf is hung around the neck and placed inside the coat, only the circle at the back of the neck can be seen. It can be said to be a rather perfunctory way of tying it, probably specially found out for the festive atmosphere.

"Sorry for the wait."

Zhang Liangshao jumped down the last step of the stairs, raised his head, and bumped into someone's line of sight. He looked at the time displayed on his computer.

Oops, it took 6 minutes by accident.

The gray-haired young man is wearing an army green woolen cap, a dark V-neck sweater and an exaggerated camel-colored oversize lambswool coat. His upper body looks furry, and his lower body is wearing a pair of black pencil pants. Wearing a pair of black and red high-top sneakers, his coat is half open, and he can see everything from his slender neck to his delicate collarbone. It can be said that he is quite scheming.

Song Wenyao just glanced at him, frowned, and didn't make any comments.

"Get in the car."

After all, he opened the door and sat in the driver's seat.

Zhang Liangshao suddenly became sluggish and sluggish like a big rooster that was splashed with a bucket of cold water in the cold wind.

Why frown, doesn't he like it?This is the jacket that Lao Tzu puts on the bottom of the suitcase!The "battle uniform" that can be used directly for photo shoots!Just this fluffy fur, blown by the wind, half exposed shoulders, how high-profile!How angry!

He sat in the passenger seat in shock for a long time, until his face was gradually warmed by the heating in the car, and he calmed down.

When he came back to his senses, he found that Song Wenyao had driven to a deserted mountain road, surrounded by trees, not even a ghost.

The inside of the car was silent, and outside the car, except for the infinitely extending road that was swept by the headlights, the surroundings were invisible. If this ghostly place was thrown away, no one would find it in three to five years.

Is this going to sell yourself?

Zhang Liangshao was pulling on his seat belt, and almost started shaking his legs regardless of his image.

"Where are we going?"

Song Wenyao reported the name of the mountain.

"Why do you want to go there?" Zhang Liangshao was still confused.

"..." The man glanced at him, "Don't you want to watch the meteor shower? This is one of the best viewing spots in the city."

"Oh, like this."

It turned out that I wanted to take myself to see the meteor shower. I was really worried about my emotional intelligence.

Hey?

Together……

to see...

meteor shower...

So he has been silently paying attention to his own development?

I was prepared to be trapped by love and to die alone, but suddenly there is such a shocking reversal!

What a fairy tale is this!Korean dramas dare not be so bloody!

……

Swish!

The car drove through a tunnel, and the golden lights illuminated the entire tunnel very brightly, and the atmosphere in the car seemed to become more relaxed.

Zhang Liangshao became bolder, "Can I start a radio station?"

Song Wenyao didn't speak, and turned on the radio instead.

The slow rocking version of "Jingle Bells" began to play on the car stereo. Amidst the relaxed and soft guitar chords and the leisurely and deep voice of the country male singer, the suspension car drove out of the tunnel and traveled through the mountains again.

With a change of mood, the originally terrifying dark mountain scenery also became more emotional, and even the pine trees passing by outside the car window looked so cute and beautiful.

"Jinglebells, Jinglebells, Jinglebells all the way~"

Hearing the pleasant humming sound coming from the next seat, the man couldn't help but tilt his head, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

……

The suspension car drove all the way to the top of the mountain and stopped on the edge of a cliff with a wide view.

The foldable roof was slowly retracted, the cold wind gushed in, and the music from the car stereo blew out.

Zhang Liangshao cleared his head, opened the car door and got out, looking around.

The top of the mountain was empty and dark, and the few remaining leaves on the tops of the bare oak trees were waving fragilely in the wind. Except for a single light at the end of the mountain road they came to, there was no one around.

From a bird's-eye view from the cliff, there is another clear view. The city at the foot of the mountain is like a gorgeous sea of ​​stars, with ribbon-like viaducts and colorful skyscrapers, especially the landmark buildings more than 100 meters above the surface. Bright as a lighthouse in the sea.

"look up."

A low reminder came from behind, Zhang Liangshao raised his head, his pupils dilated slightly.

It turns out that the dark sky in the city is like a shy woman lifting her veil, revealing her true face of Lushan Mountain. Bright silver stars are sprinkled all over the sky, and hazy clouds are floating slowly with them. Look carefully, every time Every star seems to contain infinite energy, moving at high speed according to its own orbit on the far side with dazzling light.At that moment, I seemed to have glimpsed the entire mysterious will of the universe, which was dizzying and extremely exciting.

"Wow... ah-chirp." He didn't feel emotional for long before he felt his nose itch, lowered his head and covered his mouth and sneezed.

The wind is high on the mountain, and the cold air is pouring into the neckline. It is indeed a bit cold. I knew I should wear more.

Just as he was thinking, the back of his neck warmed up, and two hands wearing suede gloves wrapped the wine red woolen scarf around his neck, carefully wrapped it around twice, covering the neckline, mouth and nose tightly. Strictly give up.

Zhang Liangshao adjusted the scarf around his collar, leaving a gap for himself to vent his anger.

"Thank you."

The man's warm breath still seems to be flowing through the scarf, and the nostrils are filled with the herbal scent of cedar and rosemary, which is rich and pleasant, making one almost melt.

Not long after I finished saying thank you, someone hugged my back, and my whole body was wrapped in a hug that was a hundred times warmer and fluffy than a lamb's wool coat.

Zhang Liangshao couldn't help but groaned contentedly, and tightened the suede gloves stretched out in front of him.

The man behind him froze.

In the next second, the young man realized what he had done, and hurriedly let go.

The person behind him seemed to be unaware after that meal, and draped the thick handmade rabbit wool blanket he took out from the trunk on his body.

"Next time you go out at night, remember to wear more."

He took a pack of paper handkerchiefs out of his pocket and handed them over.

This is too thoughtful...

Zhang Liangshao sniffed, took the paper handkerchief, and murmured in response.

"Ah, there was a shooting star just now."

While blowing his nose, the man next to him suddenly said something.

"What! Where is where?" Zhang Liangshao tilted his head, looked left and right, and saw nothing but twinkling stars all over the sky.

"No, it's over, it's a little fast."

Song Wenyao leaned on the front of the car, looking at the sky from a distance, his eyes filled with bright stars.

"Ahh! I didn't see anything." Zhang Liangshao curled his lips aggrievedly, half of his head was hidden in the big scarf, only a small curly hair fluttered in the wind like catkins.

"Don't worry, the visibility is very high today. There are more than 50 Ursid meteor showers per hour, and you can always see them."

"Only more than 50!?" Zhang Liangshao turned his head.

"……otherwise?"

"Isn't the meteor shower the kind that brushes and pulls a large area?"

"...Did you think you were watching a cartoon?" Song Wenyao looked at him with "you are so innocent".

"But I saw the photos sent by others..."

"The long-exposure images of the fixed-point camera are superimposed together and the star trail map is synthesized later."

"In that documentary..."

"The video was fast-forwarded after being recorded in the polar circle at a high latitude."

"In the movie..."

"Special effects."

"It's not... from someone else..."

"It's all from P."

"...Oh." Zhang Liangshao lowered his head in disappointment.

The meteor shower is totally different from what I imagined, the baby is going back.

"Another one has passed."

"What! Where, where!"

"Gone."

"..."

Definitely missed one more.

Now Zhang Liangshao didn't dare to be distracted, he raised his head and stared at the sky above his head intently.

"Why haven't you come yet..." He stretched out his hand to support his sore neck, "The cervical spondylosis is almost cured for many years."

"...Come here," Song Wenyao patted the roof of the car behind him, "Sit here."

Zhang Liangshao unceremoniously climbed into the luxury car, spread his blanket on the windshield, and leaned back.

Hi, Cozy!

"Boss! You come up too, the view from here is great!"

Song Wenyao didn't sit on it, but walked around to the back seat of the car, carrying a bottle of red wine in his left hand and a box in his right hand.

"Take it." Zhang Liangshao obediently took the beautiful snack box and glanced at the logo.

ILMioAmore... Isn't this the Italian dessert shop where I passed by the counter and couldn't resist the temptation to buy a macaron last time, but I was heartbroken to death...

It is said that their pastry chef has made a cake that is so expensive that it has entered the Guinness Book of Records...

Then he turned the red wine around again.

Damn, this red wine is as big as Lao Tzu.

If a hand shakes...

Zhang Liangshao took a deep breath and stabilized himself.

A goblet was handed over from the side, and Song Wenyao had already sat next to him at some point.

Zhang Liangshao handed over the wine bottle and watched as he poured red wine for the two of them.

The jazz music played by the car stereo floats melodiously from the convertible car, and the light and dancing piano and the soothing and melodious clarinet surround the ears.

The transparent glasses collided with each other, making a pleasant whisper.

Zhang Liangshao raised his neck and took a sip.

Oh, the red wine of weak (ken) crown (ding) (hen) year (gui) is delicious.

He smacked his lips and patted the packing box lying on his lap, "What's inside this..."

"I bought it for you." The man's tone was sparse and normal, "Don't you like desserts?"

"What dessert?"

Across the box, Zhang Liangshao, who was already attracted by the sweet and sweet cheese flavor of the cake and was about to drool, curiously opened the box.

"Wow, tiramisu!"

The whole piece of tiramisu is designed in a square shape, with many numbers between 0 and 1 on the surface, seven in each line, a total of eight lines, neatly written in beautiful Gothic fonts, like Morse code.

1001001

1001100

1001111

1010110

1000101

1011001

1001111

1010101

Zhang Liangshao frowned, and paused when he was about to strike with a fork. As a programmer, he instinctively felt that things were not simple.

"What does it mean?"

"Just for decoration."

Song Wenyao's answer was very concise and casual, and he didn't even glance at him, which was very personal.

Zhang Liangshao didn't believe it, he raised his head to dry the red wine in the glass, pinched his hands and started counting.

Count down from the last digit, convert binary to decimal, and then convert to characters through ASCII code.

（1001001）2=2^0+2^3+2^6=73=I

（1001100）2=2^2+2^3+2^6=76=L

……

Thanks to the teacher of abacus and mental arithmetic in the kindergarten, he can calculate very quickly.

"The first line is I, the second line is L, the third line 1001111 is 79, which is O, then 1010110 is 86, how much is 86? Let me calculate... OPQRSTUV um—"

A force from beside him slammed Zhang Liangshao against the windshield, and a huge shadow shrouded him.

73, 76, 79, 86, 69, 89, 79, 85

I, L, O, V, E, Y, O, U

"..."

Facing the hazy and handsome face of the man under the night light, the young man's voice stopped abruptly. He lowered his eyes and looked at the man's sexy diamond-shaped lips and his chest rising and falling.

The radio in the car was quiet for a few seconds, and then began to play the next song. The female singer crooned in a melodious and mellow voice, and the piano and bells in the accompaniment were dreamy and grand, as if telling the secret of the two of them. Agitated □□.

"Idon't want a lot for Christmas, There is just one thing Ineed..."

The man poured all the goblet from his own cup into his mouth, then threw the cup to the side at will, and bent down.

Zhang Liangshao bent his knees, raised his hands and climbed onto his head.Throat throbbed and swallowed the wine that the other party had brought over, the mellow liquid flowed down from the corner of the young man's mouth through the intertwined gap between lips and teeth, and seeped into the wine-red scarf, but the two of them had no time to care about it.

A familiar and warm feeling overflowed from his heart, the young man's eyelashes trembled slightly, he raised his neck and slowly closed his eyes.

Song Wenyao's kiss was very gentle, as soft as his lips, but his whole body breath was so aggressive, the rich woody cold fragrance seemed to penetrate from the root of Zhang Liangshao's tongue to his internal organs, making his scalp tingle Numbness, disturbed breathing, trembling all over.

The rhythm of the background music is getting faster and faster. After a string of piano scratches from high to low, the drum beats sounded, and the shaking Christmas bells are exciting. In the cheerful melody, the female singer sang passionately.

I don't want anything for Christmas

There's only one thing I'm looking forward to

I don't care about the nice presents piled under the Christmas tree

I just want to have you by my side

desire more than you can imagine

let my wish come true

all i want for christmas

it's you...

it's you baby

……

After the kiss was over, Zhang Liangshao gasped and asked the man on him in a low voice.

"...why...why did you kiss me?"

Song Wenyao's lips were attached to the two silver earrings on the young man's earlobe, and his magnetic voice seemed to penetrate his ear bones directly, echoing directly in his mind, "You have mistletoe on top of your head."

In the Christmas traditions of the imperial people, mistletoe represents love and hope. People standing under the mistletoe cannot refuse a kiss, and couples who kiss under the mistletoe will be happy.

Zhang Liangshao raised his head, and as expected, he saw a cluster of mistletoe among the bare oak tree trunks above his head. The red berries were dotted among the blue stems and leaves, which was very cute.

The moment he raised his eyes, a long gleaming silver streak appeared on the sky, like a fairy wand with fireworks, passing across the sky with a bursting "rustling" sound, leaving behind a column of smoke remnants.

The whole world seemed to light up.

Zhang Liangshao's eyes widened and he let out an exclamation of excitement, and tugged at the man's sleeve, "Did you see that! It's so beautiful!"

"Yes." Song Wenyao looked at the young man's eyes that were sparkling with excitement, and stretched out his hand to rub the fluffy curly hair, "Indeed."

Zhang Liangshao's mind was taken away by this magnificent scene, and he calmed down after a while. When he turned his head, he fell into two deep blue waters.

The young man looked at him for a while, suppressed the corners of his lips, shyly looked away, and lifted up the small cake that had just been sandwiched between his thighs and abdomen.

"Oh, it's broken!"

Although the box only opened the small lid, the entire cake was squeezed by a corner because of the too much movement of the two just now.

"It's okay, I can still eat."

Song Wenyao took the cake fork in his hand, dipped some cheese overflowing from the edge, and put it to the young man's mouth.

Zhang Liangshao didn't think too much, he opened his mouth obediently and moved closer.

At this moment, the man's wrist moved, and with lightning speed, he tapped the milky white cheese on the tip of his nose, and then turned on the optical brain and clicked to leave a picture.

The flash flashed past, and a young man with an extremely long reflection arc realized what had happened.

He raised his eyebrows, instead of being angry, he slowly stretched out the tip of his red tongue, licked the tip of his nose, rolled up the cheese in a very sensual way, and put it into his lips. Finally, he used this dexterous little The guy arched his canine teeth, without blinking his eyes the whole time, looking at a certain man provocatively.

"tasty."

Song Wenyao watched him perform sky-defying stunts, his face was unpredictable, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

His face suddenly turned cold.

The young man held the cake with one hand, waved his fingers and showed him a triumphant smile.

Those blue eyes gradually deepened, Song Wenyao glanced at the cake in his hand from the corner of his eye, and hugged the whole person onto his lap.

"Get the cake."

The man said to the young man sitting in his arms, raised his hands, and took off the cold black leather gloves...

Song Wenyao's palm was still hot, calloused and somewhat rough.

Zhang Liangshao held the cake in his arms with both hands, knelt in the soft rabbit plush blanket, bit his lip and looked at the stars on the roof of the car.

"Um... um..."

The young man frowned, straightened his waist and looked up at the sky, as if he was thinking about some major event in life.

Song Wenyao's hands moved in and out under the cake, the beat of the car music became more and more cheerful, and the melody gradually became more and more rapid.

"No... I can't hold it anymore..."

The young man rolled his Adam's apple, let out a low cry, and loosened his fingers.

Song Wenyao straightened up, held the piece of cake with one hand, and stopped the piece of cake that fell from mid-air before it fell to the rushing stream at the bottom of the valley.

"I'll continue." He comforted the young man on his body, "It's not dirty."

Zhang Liangshao buried his head in his woolen overcoat, gasping for breath and unable to speak.

Song Wenyao stroked the silver-gray hair on the back of his head, kissed him on the forehead, and said softly, "Shall we go to the car?"

The young man shook his head slightly, "I just want to cover the front of the car..."

"Then do you still want to...?" the man said.

The youth nodded.

The man frowned, "I haven't tried it...I'm afraid of you..."

The young man raised his head and looked at him for a while, and the two novice drivers confirmed each other's identities.

Zhang Liangshao lowered his head, "There is still this cake left, why don't you take it..."

Song Wenyao: "...Are you sure?"

"If you don't try, I'll try." Zhang Liangshao threw himself out.

Without further ado, Song Wenyao put the person down on the blanket, untied the wine-red scarf that he had tied on in circles, and then lifted up the dark sweater...

sizzle...

Zhang Liangshao: "..."

Song Wenyao: "..."

The optical brain on the man's wrist made a persistent vibrating sound very stubbornly.

"Pfft—" the young man accidentally laughed.

Song Wenyao hung up the phone, "Don't bother with it."

He kissed Zhang Liangshao's neck lightly, and the hot air sprayed on the fair and cool skin of the young man, causing a burst of blush.

The lamb wool jacket finally showed its seductive attributes as equipment. The soft camel-colored long hair matched with the youth's tight and lean muscles, it feels good to the touch, and the pleasure value is +100.

However, just when the two were getting better...

The optical brain in Song Wenyao's hand began to show its presence again. Not only that, but also duangduangduang sent out more than a dozen short messages in succession, which was quite large.

"..."

After a shocking silence, Zhang Liangshao said, "What happened? Why don't you answer it?"

Song Wenyao flipped down from the hood of the car with a gloomy face and connected to the communication.

The young man watched his back stand up, put on his clothes and wrapped them tightly, and jumped down after him, just in time to hear the last sentence.

"Tell the supervisor to come back and see me."

It's terrible, most of the presidents started to be rough, what a bad mood.

Zhang Liangshao felt a little funny for some reason, and walked over to gossip.

"what happened?"

Song Wenyao said with a cold face, "The server is down."

"...What a big deal, don't be angry." Zhang Liangshao patted him on the shoulder.

"I have to go back to the company to have a look." The man's tone weakened again towards him.

The young man nodded in understanding, and walked to the car first, "Then let's go."

"..."

Song Wenyao got into the car, closed the convertible top, turned on the air conditioner, and preheated the engine.

"I'm sorry today, there will be a bigger quadrant meteor shower at the beginning of next year, I'll show you again."

Zhang Liangshao nodded, "OK."

The man pursed his lips, reversed the car, and drove up the mountain road on which he came.

"I'll take you back first."

Zhang Liangshao nodded casually first, then turned to look at him, "What?"

"...Don't you want to go back?"

"Don't you want me to go with you?"

The two spoke in unison.

The man in the driver's seat looked at the young man who suddenly looked away and looked out the window, his brows loosened, he turned around and held the steering wheel, and raised his lips.

There was an unspeakable embarrassment in the car.

"I might be late."

"It's okay, I usually go to bed late."

"...Okay, then I'll take you home later."

"...My home is far away from the company."

"Not far."

"...Is it not on your way there?"

"……Um?"

"...Is your home far from the company?"

"Ah."

"Then you go directly to your house, don't take a detour."

"..."

"...my heating is broken."

"……it is good."

"...Is it past twelve o'clock?"

"Ah."

"Merry Christmas."

"……Merry Christmas."

The author has something to say: //ASCII code: American Standard Code for Information Interchange, is a computer coding system based on the Latin alphabet, mainly used to display modern English and other Western European languages, and is the most common single-byte coding system today.

//The lyrics are quoted from: "AllIWantForChristmasIsYou" Mariah Carey, who must be on the billboard list every Christmas, super nice and popular, you can listen to it together with this chapter.

//Routine operation, all sit down.

//Two more superimposed!Isn't it great!praise me!