Disabled cannon fodder has a dream [Quick Transmigration]

There was a clicking sound, the bathroom door opened, and the man came out wrapped in his own bath towel, his hair was messily brushed behind his head, water droplets dripped from the tip of his hair, landed on his collarbone and slid down along the texture of his muscles... …

Song Xi couldn't help swallowing, his face was flushed, and he looked at the man excitedly, his eyes lit up: "Do you remember it all!"

"Huh?" Qiao Zizhen looked up at him: "Remember what?"

Song Xi's brain froze for an instant, and he stammered, "You...why did you call me Yang Yang all of a sudden?"

Qiao Zi was really apologetic: "Sorry, I don't know your name, I just heard auntie call you that, so...offended."

"..."

Song Xipi smiled but did not laugh, hehe said twice: "It's okay, my name is Liu Yang, and the name is Baba in the small list, you can call me Baba."

Garbage devil, whoever you love in the future!

Song Xi was very angry and didn't want to serve her any more. The necklace had been burning hot all the time. The familiar feeling just now told him that this person was Qiao Zizhen. As for why he had no memory, it probably broke his brain.

His face was full of displeasure, Qiao Zizhen saw it naturally, and his heart skipped a beat, hey, he seemed to have overdone it.

As a great demon king who has experienced the cycle of life and death, he must have confidence and courage. Qiao Zi was really flustered, but with a serious expression on his face, he said straightforwardly: "Ba Ba."

Song Xi: "..."

The activation gain of this skill is extremely strong, and it has been healed.

He silently put down his hand on the necklace, and said silently in his heart: forget it, isn't this person stupid, can understand, can understand.

Thinking of this, Song Xi felt a little more at ease in an instant, and changed his eyes to look at his silly son, and said pitifully, "Go and blow dry your hair first."

Qiao Zizhen: "..."

Forget it, anyway, the one who takes advantage is also my target.

The two had their own thoughts and took a step back, forming a unique harmonious atmosphere.

There are parents in the family, and Qiao Zi really can't let go. After taking a shower, he honestly takes his things home, and then waits for news with his mobile phone.

Song Xi took out the forgotten mobile phone from the crack of the sofa, only to realize that the mobile phone was on vibrate, and the sound was loud in the room, so he hadn't paid attention to it.

Qiao Zizhen didn't send a few silence messages, they were all outrageous inquiries.

After Song Xi's identity was set, he suddenly felt that chatting was actually not too difficult, but Qiao Zizhen had played too hard, causing his lover to just want to be his father now.

However, this is not a problem for the Demon King, the showman, who has a fast pace, showing some horse feet from time to time when getting along, and from time to time he uses male sex to flirt, which makes Song Xi's face red and red.

The relationship between the two became closer to the naked eye, and the two elders got used to it. They wished that their son would have more friends and happily treat Qiao Zizhen as a godson.

Song Xi wasn't idle either. Although he didn't have a degree, he got a job in a coffee shop by virtue of his good external image, and he could earn some money.

But in this way, there will be less contact time with Qiao Zizhen, the former is happy and relaxed, while the latter is scratching his head in anxiety.

There are many people coming and going in the coffee shop, and there are many people with good temperament and image. He is worried every day that his lover will be kidnapped.

Song Xi didn't know that he was twisting and turning, but only noticed that Qiao Zizhen had been acting more and more clingy recently. Judging from his tone and small movements, there were signs that his memory was about to recover, so he couldn't help but pay more attention.

With this attention, it was years ago, and the ending was that Qiao Zizhen, who had been acting for a long time at the beginning of love, accidentally fell off the horse.

The cause still stems from Mother Liu's unintentional move—introducing a little girl to Song Xi.

Song Xi has reached his age, he is not stupid, and he is not bad-looking, so naturally he cannot escape being called a matchmaker.

He behaved quite calmly, the girls had already come home to drink tea, so he couldn't just drive them away, Mother Liu was winking at the side, she saw that this girl was good in everything.

Song Xi didn't see that if he was gay, he couldn't harm the little girl, but if he said it clearly, he was afraid of hurting the elders, so he could only pretend to be stupid. If you don't say it clearly, I don't know what it means.

A few or two sentences couldn't get to the point, and the girl felt bored, so she had to leave after drinking tea and carrying a bag.

Mother Liu supported Song Xi to see him off, but just as she reached the elevator, she bumped into Qiao Zizhen who was coming home.

Handsome men and beautiful women walked in a row, chatting and laughing, Qiao Zi pulled up the siren in an instant, looked at the two with resentment, and asked Song Xi: "Who is she?"

Song Xi: "Huh? Why did you leave work early today?"

Qiao Zizhen is like a resentful woman: "You still deliberately interrupt? Who is she!"

Song Xi said in a daze, "That's right, my friend."

"Are you perfunctory?" Qiao Zizhen's expression was shocked, with a heartbroken look, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what was going on in his head.

Song Xi: ...it doesn't make sense at all.

He suddenly thought of something, and asked in a flash of inspiration: "Who is she, and what does it have to do with you?"

Qiao Zizhen said: "It doesn't matter why!"

Song Xi asked back: "Why does it matter? Even if I want to talk to someone, it has nothing to do with you, right?"

Qiao Zi was really a bolt from the blue, his expression was a little cracked: "Talk, partner?"

"What's wrong?" Song Xi looked at him pretending to be very puzzled: "Can't I talk to someone?"

Qiao Zizhen gritted his teeth: "No!"

Song Xi smiled: "Why not, you are not mine, and the person I'm talking to doesn't bother you."

As soon as the words fell, Qiao Zizhen walked over with a gloomy face, dragged Song Xi against the wall, pressed him to kiss him in front of the girl, and said harshly after the kiss: "If I say I can't, I can't!"

Song Xi panted with a blushing face, looked at the man who was very close, and smiled falsely: "Qiao Zizhen, it's fun to play dumb, isn't it?"

Qiao Zi really froze, but recovered quickly: "What are you pretending to be..."

"You can keep pretending." Song Xifei quickly interrupted him, and said with a sneer, "Go on, I can find a girl to marry, or a man to marry, I can marry whoever I like."

His attitude and tone were very tough, Qiao Zi really panicked, and quickly admitted his mistake and begged for mercy: "Yangyang, I was wrong, it's not fun, really, I won't dare next time!"

Song Xi stared at him coldly: "Get up."

The man let go of him honestly, lowered his head, tightly grasped Song Xi's arm with both hands, and said nervously: "I was wrong, I was really wrong, it's not that neither of us have a good relationship, I just want to try Let's start over..."

Song Xi didn't bother to talk to him, not because he was very angry, but because he just wanted to break up with him.

He peeled away the man's hand, and politely walked towards the girl who was left to dry: "Sorry, it's been a delay, I'll take you downstairs first."

The girl watched the whole process, waved her hands quickly, stepped back quickly to get a safe distance, and pressed the elevator: "No, no, no! I can go by myself!"

The elevator is downstairs. Before Song Xi could say anything, the elevator arrived. The girl quickly got in and pressed the floor. When the elevator was about to close, she shouted excitedly: "It's a good marriage for a hundred years. If you can't have a baby, don't let it go!" separate!"

Song Xi: "..."

Having a baby is indeed a bit embarrassing.

The girl ran away by herself, and he didn't delay in staying, and walked home without looking back.

Qiao Zizhen followed behind cowardly, yelling: "Yangyang, I was really wrong."

Song Xi stopped suddenly, and before the man was excited for three seconds, he saw the young man tear off a necklace from his neck and throw it straight over.

"Go and play by yourself."

The two broke up just like that, Song Xi had a one-sided cold war, so cold that the two elders realized that the two seemed to be arguing.

After a few words of persuasion, it didn't work, so I gave up.

Song Xi deliberately staggers the time every day, even if he meets by chance, no matter what he does, he treats the other party as air and completely ignores him.

Qiao Zi is really soft and hard, every day he squats around like a pug.

Song Xi was determined to teach him a lesson, so he also turned up the things in the dungeon, choked his neck, used it as a bait, and most importantly, committed suicide without telling him, and now there is another one, deceiving.

Qiao Zi was really guilty, he didn't dare to go west when his lover went east, he gave good things without money, Song Xi didn't accept them at first, and then he sent them directly to Mother Liu.

It lasted until the New Year's day, Liu's mother didn't know what stimulated her, she leaned in front of Song Xi, and asked mysteriously: "Yangyang, tell mom, do you... like boys?"

Song Xi didn't speak, and acquiesced.

Mother Liu didn't know what TV series she watched again, she said with a sigh of relief: "It's okay, if you like it, you like it, we can enjoy it, don't do stupid things so easily."

Song Xi didn't know what to say, so he reached out and hugged her.

Mother Liu smiled, and when she left, she was still muttering something, that the blind date should be changed to a boy.

Song Xi took a black thread and continued to dust off the bookshelf with a feather duster.

The phone buzzed continuously, but he didn't look at it. Until night, there was a skit playing on TV, and it was a couple who were having a fight.

As he watched, his thoughts drifted, and he couldn't help picking up his phone, which was almost overwhelmed by news.

The latest one was just posted, and it is a concise sentence: [Look out of the window].

Song Xi subconsciously looked out the window, there was nothing in the darkness, just about to look away, suddenly caught a glimpse of light from the corner of his eye.

He looked over, and saw a Kongming lantern outside the window fluttering tenaciously in the cold wind. There was a small box hanging under the lantern. He didn't know what method Qiao Zi really used. The lantern didn't go out, and it didn't float around. Instead, it stood still. It landed on his window sill.

Song Xi pushed open the window, reached out to bring the Kongming Lantern into the room, hesitated again and again, and finally chose to open the falling box.

There was a click, and the lid popped open, revealing the contents inside—the blood-red pendant and a ring lying quietly in the box, and there were small cards beside it.

Song Xi picked up the small card, and there was only a short sentence on it: My heart belongs only to you.

He picked up the necklace, and for some reason, suddenly lay down by the window and looked down.

Qiao Zizhen was standing in the snow, with candles at his feet, and a thick layer of snow velvet on his head. His face was flushed from the cold, and he smiled foolishly.

Once she lowered her head, she couldn't take her eyes away anymore.

I forgive you, just like you, willing to die for me; just like you, running to me without hesitation.

……

Years later, the two got together, openly and honestly, without hiding anything from anyone.

Liu's father tried his best to adapt, and Liu's mother became more receptive. My son found someone who knew everything, so don't worry.

Life is still the same, this person, he should be scolded or scolded.

Qiao Zi really didn't complain, he poured tea and pinched his legs, and almost wagged his tail at him.

Song Xi was annoyed at seeing it, supported his sore waist, and said angrily: "Get lost!"

Qiao Zi really didn't want to get lost, and said flatteringly, "It hurts badly? How about I rub it for you."

Song Xi threatened with a blank face: "Back again, I will prevent you from seeing the sun tomorrow."

Qiao Zizhen made a gesture of shutting his mouth, and ran to make tea for him.

As soon as the person left, Song Xi grinned with pain while holding his back, and cursed in a low voice.

The two sent off the elders in such a warm and noisy manner. Song Xi changed from black hair to an old man with gray temples, and Qiao Zizhen was still young and green-haired, without any trace of old-fashioned.

Song Xi was old enough to be dying, but he still looked like that, in order to cover up, he didn't go out very often every day, just guarding his lover.

"Why aren't you old yet?" Song Xi didn't even have the strength to speak.

Qiao Zizhen held his old-fashioned hand and kissed it softly: "Because I want to take care of you."

Song Xi sighed, looked at him and said, "I'm leaving."

Qiao Zizhen said: "I know, don't be afraid."

"I don't know if I'll see you again."

"Yes, I can."

Song Xi was speechless, feeling the passing of life, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, he said reluctantly: "Goodbye."

He slowly closed his eyes, accepting the engulfing darkness.

"The mission [Retarded People Have Dreams] has been completed, and the plot is being separated."

……

The room fell into silence. After a long time, Qiao Zizhen leaned over and pressed a kiss on his lover's forehead with a gentle and tender tone.

"Little fool, look forward to seeing you again."

The author has something to say: Huo!It was late, so I crouched in a corner and faced the wall to think about my past.