Disabled cannon fodder has a dream [Quick Transmigration]

Qiao Zizhen went out for a long time this time, and didn't come back until lunch time.

Song Xi was also absent-minded about cooking, the system was pressing him hard, and his time was running out.

Annoyed by being urged, Song Xi directly blocked the system and shut him into the small black room, cooking noodles while lost in thought.

While stirring the noodles, the boiling hot water in the pot splashed on his hands, Song Xi hissed, and then remembered to withdraw his hand and put it to his mouth to blow.

With the sound of footsteps, Qiao Zizhen raised the curtain and walked in. He was not wearing the same clothes that he went out in the morning, and there were visible scratches on his face.

He came over and put down the wild fruit in his hand, without any intention of explaining: "Put less salt."

Song Xi didn't bother to ask, and shook off half a teaspoon of salt: "Do you want less chili?"

Qiao Zizhen broke his face and kissed him: "Play more."

Like Wu Bei, he loves chili peppers.

Song Xi adjusted the ingredients, scooped up the noodles and passed them quickly in cold water, then handed a large bowl full of noodles to the man, and took a small portion himself. He didn't have much appetite, so he couldn't finish it and wasted it.

The two of them were holding their bowls, and there was intermittent noodle chatter in the room, and it was Song Xi who was chattering, and Qiao Zi really ate slowly and gracefully.

"If..." Song Xi bit off the noodles, the heat of the noodle soup covered his face, covering his eyes, "I mean, if, if one day I suddenly disappeared, would you look for me?"

Qiao Zizhen's expression froze, but he quickly returned to normal, and replied lightly, "No."

Song Xi choked up, said lightly, and concentrated on talking.

If you don't look for it, don't look for it, just right.

After eating the noodles, Song Xi wiped his mouth and pulled a rattan stick to play boredly. After Qiao Zizhen finished eating, he collected the bowls and chopsticks, washed them clean and wiped off the water, walked over, took out a silver chain and put it on Song Xi naturally. Xi neck.

His neck was cool, and he stretched out his hand to pull out the necklace. There was a small crimson pendant hanging on the silver chain, and the carving patterns looked a bit like rose buds.

Song Xi asked him: "What is this? A rose?"

Qiao Zizhen didn't answer him, just said with a smile on his mouth: "It's for you, don't drop it."

Song Xi fiddled with him a few times, he didn't like to wear accessories, and he was not used to wearing a necklace all of a sudden.

The man stood behind and watched him fiddle with the necklace, casually chatting about topics, family and friends life, everything, asking and answering, chatting, and chatting, and they talked about where they lived.

Song Xi blurted out, just said two words, suddenly realized that he is now "Liu Yang", swallowed his home address and replaced it with the original one.

Qiao Zizhen's expression was calm, and nothing unusual could be seen, as if he hadn't noticed anything.

He talked nonsense about a topic and chatted wildly.

Today's Qiao Zi is really patient, she doesn't do anything, and when she lays on the bed at night, she just hugs Song Xi and gently pats Song Xi: "Go to sleep."

Song Xi couldn't fall asleep. He felt that the man was too abnormal and something was wrong. Thoughts were spinning in his head, and he didn't feel sleepy at all. Qiao Zizhen's chest was pressed against his back, and he didn't fall asleep even listening to the sound of breathing.

He turned over, put his face on the man's chest, just facing his heart, and squinted his eyes to prepare for sleep. Just as Song Xi's breath slowly slowed down, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his head, and he discovered something strange.

Song Xi opened his eyes and asked, "Why isn't your heart beating?"

After he 'disappeared' and came back, he found that Qiao Zi's heartbeat had returned to normal, especially when he was excited, the frequency of his heartbeat was exactly the same as that of ordinary people.

Qiao Zizhen replied solemnly: "It is tired from dancing and is resting."

"..."

Forget it, there is no shape.

Song Xi closed his eyes again, buried his head, and was surrounded by an atmosphere called peace of mind. The 'sleepy bug' appeared mischievously again, twisting and twisting on his face, taking away the consciousness of his brain.

In a daze, Song Xi felt his consciousness drifting up and down, as if he was lying on the misty sea, swaying and floating along the waves, and the direction of the floating was endless, only the golden light suddenly appeared.

where is thiswhat am i doing

Song Xi thought in a daze, opened his mouth, couldn't speak, his consciousness became more and more heavy, as heavy as iron.

In the haze, he tried to think of something, and unconsciously shouted in his head: "System...system?"

"Ding Dong" sounded, and the mechanical sound was like a knife, splitting the fog alive and isolating the waves.

The system made a sound of 'huh', something seemed to have flashed by in the program, it checked, but there was nothing, too lazy to struggle, and asked aloud: "Magnetic interference detected, do you need to clear it?"

Song Xi's consciousness slowly returned, and he quickly responded: "Qingqingqing, hurry up!"

[The magnetic field interference is being cleaned up, please wait a moment. 】

[Cleaning is complete. 】

It's all about anything.

The sense of weightlessness disappeared, and Song Xi woke up completely. Just when he was about to turn over and continue to sleep, someone gently kissed the tip of his ear, and the movement became heavier and heavier, falling down to the scar on his shoulder.

It was Qiao Zizhen's bite before, and the scab had healed up long ago, leaving a small scar that couldn't be removed.

Just as he thought about it, Song Xi was bitten. He grunted and opened his eyes.

Qiao Zizhen's eyes didn't even have time to look back, they slammed into his pupils fiercely and desperately.

Before he had time to think about it, the man closed his eyes and moved his teeth away from his shoulders: "Why did you wake up suddenly?"

Song Xi said, "It hurts."

Unsurprisingly, there was another row of neat teeth marks on his shoulders.

Qiao Zizhen cupped his face with his hand and said unexpectedly, "I'm sorry."

Song Xi was surprised, and felt more and more out of his composure. When he was about to ask in detail, the other party leaned over, and his tone was like a whisper or a sigh: "Liu Yang..."

After finishing speaking, Song Xi didn't give Song Xi a chance to catch his breath. He kissed the young man viciously, one after another, grabbing the remaining air, as if he could use this to combine the two into one, flesh and blood blend.

Song Xi was so kissed that he became unconscious and almost became the first person in history who died of suffocation due to snoring. When he was about to push the man away, the man suddenly pulled away and gently rubbed the corner of his lips with his finger.

Song Xi also wiped it off, feeling the glistening saliva in his hand.

Wiping away the saliva carefully, Qiao Zizhen sighed again, "Little fool, didn't you ask me, if one day you suddenly disappeared, would I look for you?"

"Huh?" Song Xi looked at him puzzled.

"I do not know."

Qiao Zizhen put his hands on Song Xi's face, portraying it bit by bit, so as to impress people deeply in his heart.

He was so strong that Song Xi's face hurt from being touched. After a while, the man put away his hands and suddenly asked, "Do you want to leave here?"

Song Xi didn't speak, he didn't want to.

Qiao Zizhen took him as an acquiesce, tried hard to suppress the overwhelming emotion, raised his finger and pointed to his cheek: "Kiss me."

Song Xi blinked, did he drink fake wine?

"If you want to leave, you have to bribe me." Qiao Zizhen also blinked, stretched his face and leaned over: "I will send you away with a kiss. There is only one chance."

Song Xi tilted his head and backed away, it was obvious that he didn't want to kiss, and he didn't want to leave.

The man paused, with sadness in his eyes: "You don't want to leave, do you?"

Song Xi hugged him and said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to leave." But he had to leave, and when the mission failed, he still had to leave.

The man also hugged him back, put his palm on Song Xi's back and stroked it lightly, bowed his head, and dropped a gentle kiss on the little fool's fluffy hair.

Qiao Zizhen sighed: "It's late."

Song Xi moved, and found that he couldn't move at all, as if he had been cast in a body-holding technique. His heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly shouted: "Qiao Zizhen! What are you going to do?"

"Liu Yang...Little fool." Qiao Zizhen whispered in his ear: "I will send you away, leave here, and return to your world."

Song Xi was so angry that his brain hurt, he said word by word: "I, no, let's go."

Qiao Zizhen rubbed his head: "It's still so bad."

Song Xi couldn't see his expression, he gritted his teeth provocatively: "You have the guts to let me go first!"

Qiao Zizhen didn't respond, and laid the immobile Song Xiping on the bed, covered the quilt, and got out of bed to get things.

Song Xi could only turn his eyes, and his face was facing the ceiling of the cave, and his eyes almost popped out.

The sound of footsteps went away and approached, and the man sat back on the bed, holding a small knife in his hand.

Song Xi couldn't see it, but he could hear the sound. The system jumped back and forth in his mind, telling him that what Qiao Zizhen was holding was not an ordinary knife, but the prop discarded in the corner of the shelf.

Qiao Zizhen looked at the red-eyed young man on the bed with obsessive eyes, wanting to imprint the other's demeanor forever.

He picked up the knife and put it in front of his eyes. This small knife is the clearance tool and the only tool. It was the knife he used to commit suicide before his death.

I used to hold a knife because of hatred, this time, it should be because...

'Love', Qiao Zizhen opened and closed his lips, but did not make any sound.

This word is very light and heavy, it can make people happy and sweet, and it can also make people breathless when life and death are parted.

Struggling to do futile work, Song Xi blinked his sour eyes, and his voice was a little choked: "I don't want to leave, don't make me hate you."

Qiao Zi really couldn't count how many times he sighed today, and said: "Little fool, remember the necklace, don't lose it."

"It's okay to hate me, but don't forget me."

"When you go back, don't be foolishly bullied. Be good and be nice to yourself."

"Okay, don't forget me, or I will be angry."

"..."

Song Xi closed his eyes to stop the rushing tears, his voice was almost forced out of his chest, hoarse and unpleasant: "Get out, get out!"

The prop pierced into the heart, and Qiao Zizhen moved very lightly, so lightly that Song Xi didn't even hear the sound.

He only felt that suddenly, the whole world was spinning, and the things in front of him began to distort like a frame drop, and in an instant, they escaped into the void.

Song Xi felt himself floating, and his consciousness was forcibly pulled away. In a trance, he saw Qiao Zizhen standing in front of him with a smile on his face. The whole person was like an illusory image, slowly dissipating, leaving only the voice echoing in his ears. side.

"If you disappear suddenly, I won't come to you, because there will never be that day."

Little fool, wait for me.

作者有话要说：没骗你们吧，真·骨灰盒（doge），别怕，要开灶撒糖了！感谢在2021-01-0523:47:16~2021-01-0623:50:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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