Disabled cannon fodder has a dream [Quick Transmigration]

In view of the previous behavior of the system, Song Xi always felt that it talked like farting, there was no puff, and the credibility was zero, oh no, it was negative.

The system snorted twice arrogantly: "You will know if you verify it."

Song Xi asked: "How to verify?"

The system said: "Try to find the devil."

Song Xi felt that there was a hole in the system's brain, and it was still a huge hole in the abyss, the kind that Nuwa couldn't mend: "...if I can find him, I still need to try?"

The system forgot, and embarrassedly threw chicken soup: "You have to be good at discovering, maybe the other party is by your side."

Song Xi responded perfunctorily, and looked left and right while holding the necklace, but there was nothing tricky to see.

When thinking about the system, he took out all the things and went through them.

After returning to the real world of his original body, he has been staying in the hospital, and he has not come into contact with many people. If it is really according to what the system said, then the only person who is eligible is the careless person on the road.

However, the other party's voice was obviously a young man, and there was no trace of Qiao Zizhen on his body.

Besides, they have only met once, in this vast sea of ​​people, finding someone is like fishing for fish in a haystack.

Just as she was thinking, Mother Liu had already prepared the meal and brought it to the table, when she keenly heard the sound of ding ding dong dong knocking next door.

She put down the bowl and asked suspiciously, "Is there a new resident next door?"

Song Xi remembered what he saw on the road just now, and said it seemed to be.

Mother Liu didn't ask any more, and greeted the two of them for dinner, and had to go to work after dinner, forcefully asked Song Xi to stay at home to rest, stuffed him with a newly bought mobile phone, and taught him to make calls.

As soon as Liu's father and Liu's mother left, Song Xi followed him out. With dozens of dollars on his body, he bought a box of candy, took off the necklace and hung it on his hand, and ran around aimlessly.

The system is forced to be a tool man, and it is responsible for checking whether the necklace responds to a person passing by.

It was really cold, and the wind seemed to pierce through the bones, which blew away Song Xi's fighting spirit. He rubbed his flushed cheeks, "I believe he can find me, I'd better drink a cup of milk tea first and relax." .”

System: "...If you're cold, just speak up, there's no shame in it."

Song Xi was so cold that he ran into the milk tea shop next to him. Feeling the warm heat in the shop, he ordered a cup of pearl milk tea.

The location of this store is good, and there are many people who come to drink milk tea. Song Xi found a place to sit down, took a sip of pearls and chewed while paying attention to the people who came in.

Most of the cup was gone, and when Song Xi was about to leave angrily, a tall man opened the door and entered, immediately attracting the attention of the audience.

Of course, excluding Song Xi, he only took a look. The man is indeed handsome, and he is still the kind of handsome with a gentle temperament at home, but he is a family man, so being handsome is useless.

He drank the milk tea in two gulps, got up and thought about going out again, when he passed by the front desk, he bumped into the man head-on, the intersection was so wide, and the man happened to be blocking the intersection, so he couldn't get out.

Just as Song Xi was about to say "excuse me", the system kept "lighting on" in his mind like a big show.

Song Xi was confused: "What lamp?"

The system said: "Your lights are on."

What light is on?

Just as Song Xi was about to ask, he reacted suddenly and raised his hand. The pendant on the necklace was shining brightly, and he felt the heat from the necklace to his hand.

Looking around, the only ones closest to him, apart from the man blocking the way, are the staff of the milk tea shop.

Looking at the man's handsome side face, Song Xi hesitated for a long time, watched the other party take the milk tea, and then hesitantly said: "Qiao...Qiao Zizhen?"

The man turned his head subconsciously, and there was no familiar look on his face. He frowned slightly and asked, "Excuse me, who are you?"

It doesn't look like a fake demeanor, did he admit the wrong person?

Song Xi smiled embarrassingly: "I don't know, I don't know."

The man obviously didn't believe it: "How do you know my name if I don't know you?"

Song Xi's face was not flushed and his heart was not beating: "Haha, I shouted in a flash of inspiration."

The man froze for a moment, laughed at the lame excuse, and said, "You're so interesting."

Song Xi also laughed, without turning his head, and blurted out: "Haha, isn't it, why don't you add... leave a phone call!"

The man paused, as if a little unresponsive.

The system was so stupid that it quietly escaped, and the staff who listened clearly by the side looked away while sealing the cup, showing a strange smile.

Song Xi really wanted to slap himself, drink a cup of milk tea and make his brains goofy, right?

He blamed the system again, it must be a problem with the necklace. When he was hot before, he met a boy, but this time he became an adult male.

Song Xi felt that this necklace didn't respond to seeing its owner, it should respond to seeing a handsome guy.

upset.

Wanting to pat his ass and leave, but afraid of accidentally missing it, Song Xi put on his face and stared at the man in front of him with the same name and surname as Qiao Zizhen.

The man seemed a little helpless, took out his mobile phone and showed the WeChat QR code: "Scan this."

Song Xi took out his mobile phone, only to realize that the original body hadn't registered on WeChat, and in front of the man, he calmly and quickly registered an account.

After successfully obtaining the contact information, Song Xi hurriedly wiped the soles of his feet with oil, and disappeared in no time.

In the store, Qiao Zizhen put away her mobile phone, and a shy girl walked by, lowering her head and wanting a contact information.

He took a sip of milk tea and smiled gently: "Sorry, I'm full of friends on WeChat."

The girl was a little bit unwilling: "But, you added that handsome guy just now..."

Qiao Zizhen said: "Just full." After speaking, he strode out the door.

The girl returned to her seat with a look of pity, and the companion next to her asked excitedly, "How is it?"

The girl spread her hands: "People like men."

The same table wailed a few times, the general content was that now all the handsome people are going to fuck | Ji, and leave a way for the girls to survive.

I don't know which male compatriots around shouted loudly: "Now the ratio of male to female is out of balance, how high is this brother's consciousness, and it will reduce the competitiveness of other male compatriots!"

Reasonable and well-founded, there is no way to refute it.

……

Here, Song Xi left the milk tea shop, ran home without looking back, passed by the canteen downstairs, and bought something by the way.

When I got home, I checked the time and it was only past four o'clock in the afternoon, which was still early for cooking time.

Song Xi took out his mobile phone, clicked on the dialog box and typed for a long time, typed and deleted, repeated several times, he sighed, typed 'Are you there', and collapsed on the sofa.

Buzzing and vibrating twice, Song Xi quickly picked up the phone and looked at the news feed, Qiao Zi really didn't reply, I don't know if he didn't look at the phone, or he didn't want to reply.

If you don't chat, you don't have contact, and if you don't contact, you can't know whether the other party is his lover or not.

Sudden illness went to the doctor, Song Xi opened Du Niang, typed - how to get the other party to reply quickly?

The little chrysanthemums turned on the screen, and after a while, a push post popped up: [I just added a male god who I have a crush on for a long time, and I don’t know how to send a message. ] Song Xi clicked on it, slid down, and saw a hot comment at the top: [Ask him, is thunder and lightning direct current or alternating current?Then match it with [Death Smile], let him want|stop|can't stop with you, and remember it for life. 】What the hell is this?

The corner of Song Xi's mouth twitched, and continued to pull down, dazzling comments jumped out one after another.

[Ask him, will poisonous snakes be poisoned to death with poisonous snakes?Let him break your heart. 】【Ask, your mother and brother fell into the river at the same time...】

……

Tsk, none of them are reliable.

Song Xi withdrew from Du Niang, opened the dialog box again, hesitated for a long time, and then typed slowly - have you eaten yet?

System: "..." That's it?

After waiting anxiously for several minutes, the other side replied unhurriedly: [No, what's wrong? 】Song Xi ran out of words again, rolled around on the sofa twice, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, can't go on chatting at all.

Forget it, let's cook.

Song Xi threw the phone on the sofa, went into the kitchen to soak the rice, and mopped the floor humming a little song.

On the other end, Qiao Zizhen was staring at the phone, not waiting for a reply for a long time, his eyes flickered slightly, and his emotions could not be seen clearly.

Just as Song Xi was about to cook, Mother Liu and Father Liu came back. Smelling the aroma of the food in the house, he thought he had gone to the wrong house.

The second elder was in a turbulent mood, and ate several bowls of rice with tears in his eyes. After eating, Song Xi was pushed out of the kitchen just as he was about to clean up the dishes, and lay down on the sofa to watch TV boredly.

Cartoons were playing on TV, and he watched them with gusto.

——Boom boom boom.

It seemed that someone was knocking on the door, Song Xi went to open the door, opened it, and bumped into a familiar face.

He smirked twice: "...haha, what a coincidence."

Qiao Zizhen withdrew his hand and smiled: "Well, it's a coincidence."

Song Xi grabbed his bangs and asked in a low voice, "You live next door?"

Qiao Zi didn't change his face and said: "I just moved here, and the water heater is not installed at home, can I borrow the bathroom, please?"

"Ah, come in and sit down first!" Song Xi led the man into the room and explained to the elders that Qiao Zizhen spoke decently and was from a neighbor, so the two of them naturally didn't mind and asked him to take the man to the bathroom.

Just as Song Xi led the man into the bathroom, the man asked casually behind him, "Why didn't you reply to the message?"

"Huh?" Song Xi froze for a moment, subconsciously touched his pocket, where did he put his phone?

The system said quietly: "In the crack of the sofa."

Completely forgetting about it, Song Xi touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment: "I didn't look at my phone."

The man hummed, "It's okay."

Song Xi coughed twice, pointed to the water heater casually for the man, and quickly closed the door and slipped out.

Soon there was the sound of water in the bathroom, and Song Xi squatted not far from the door so that the other party could call him.

He was chatting with the system in his mind, and the two Qiao Zi really had too much difference in personality, so he was a little uncertain.

The system asked: "Then do you think Qiao Zizhen has a personality similar to Wu Bei?"

Song Xi shook his head and nodded again.

Not like, like again.

After the system clicked, it went to standby with two hissing sounds.

Song Xi squatted with his chin in his hands, listening to the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, pattering, and stopped abruptly, bringing out a wet | wet | wet | sexy | male voice: "Yangyang?"

He woke up in an instant, stood up abruptly, went to the door and called out hesitantly: "... Qiao Zizhen?"

The author has something to say: Song Xi: I always feel that something is not right, but I can't say it out loud.

A certain Gong (narcissistic): So cute.

Phew ~ good night!