Is it an illusion to always be loved by NPCs? [Quick Transmigration]

In the next few days, Cheng Zhan didn't come to Jiang's house again, because there were too many things to deal with in the venue, and he couldn't get out.

After Jiang Mi spent a few days at home with nothing to do, the plot of this book begins.

Jiang Man's 23rd birthday party.

It was at this birthday banquet that Jiang Man met Xue Meng, the hero of the original book, and since then a series of love-hate entanglements have been involved.

Jiang Mi's thinking is very simple, just destroy this first encounter and don't let the two of them get involved.

Jiang Mi was invited by Jiang Man to a banquet at home.

Jiang Han loved this eldest niece since he was a child, and agreed for Jiang Mi without saying a word.

Jiang Han sat on a stone chair in the courtyard and smoked a pipe, his eyes narrowed slightly.There was an old-fashioned babbling radio by his hand, and his head shook unconsciously. He looked very leisurely, and even the scar on his forehead that looked fierce had weakened a lot.

He patted the stone table gently, looked at Jiang Mi, and nodded to Jiang, "Your sister's birthday gift should be prepared in advance, this can't be ambiguous, after two days, when Cheng Chen gets it It’s empty, let him take you to make a suit by the way.”

As he spoke, Jiang Han exhaled a puff of smoke, "My son, you must not be shabby when you are away from home."

Jiang Han always felt that his son had just returned from overseas and was not familiar with the place where he was born, but Cheng Zhan was careful and never made mistakes, so he felt more at ease putting his son in front of him.

Jiang Mi looked at the cigarette stick in Jiang Han's hand, apparently Jiang Han had forgotten what he promised Jiang Mi earlier.

Regarding buying gifts and making clothes, Jiang Mi didn't respond to him, but said lightly, "Dad, why did you start smoking again?"

Jiang Han was taken aback for a moment, but after realizing it, he was a little embarrassed.Subconsciously stroking a handful of combed shiny hair with the palm of his hand, he didn't put or hold the cigarette stick in his hand. He just coughed twice and was about to speak.

Jiang Mi has already reached out to take Jiang Han's cigarette stick.

Jiang Mi's attitude was still respectful and obedient, but the movements of his hands showed that he could not refuse, "Dad, I will keep this thing for you first."

The corners of Jiang Han's mouth twitched, and his eyes were fixed on the cigarette rod with distress. It was a good thing he had been scouring for a long time.

But after all, things outside of him are not as important as his own son, Jiang Han exhaled from his nose, although he was reluctant, he agreed.

Jiang Mi took the cigarette rod back to his room, put it in a box, and put it away properly.

Then continue to recall more information about the birthday party in the original book.

It was mentioned in the plot that the heroine of the original book, Zhou Chuzhi, was also at the banquet, but she was just a dish washer in the back kitchen.

If possible, could she be allowed to influence the plot this time? Jiang Mi seriously considered the feasibility.

Until the next day, Cheng Zhan went to Jiang's house and took Jiang Mi out to buy gifts and make clothes at Jiang Han's request.

Jiang Mi got up early today, finished his breakfast at home, and sat in the back seat of the car with Cheng Chan again.

Cheng Chan's back was straight, and he seemed to be thinner than the previous few days. Cheng Chan straightened the frame with his white fingertips, and told the driver sitting in front, "Go to Wanxi Department Store."

Jiang Mi has heard of Wanxi Department Store. It is the only department store in Winter City, and it also sells western goods that cannot be seen elsewhere, but because the things are expensive, ordinary people can't afford anything here.

Jiang Mi sat next to Cheng Zhan, with his hands resting on the side of the car window and his head half-supported. With the occasional bumps of the car, would he still nod his head.

Jiang Mi looked at Cheng Zhan's thin shoulders, and said casually, "Brother Cheng, are you busy recently?"

Cheng Zhan put his hands flat on his knees, and said softly, "Fortunately, there is nothing serious in the venue recently."

"But why do I think you've lost weight, Brother Cheng?" Jiang Mi was a little puzzled, logically speaking, wouldn't it be easier for a man to gain weight as he gets older, but Cheng Chan has become thinner and thinner.

There was a smile on the corner of Cheng Chan's mouth, "Maybe it's because I don't have much appetite these days."

Jiang Mi nodded, "That's right, it's getting hotter these days."

The two of them just chatted one after another, and after a while, the car drove to the place.

Jiang Mi and Cheng Zhan got out of the car and walked into Wanxi Department Store together.

Although the department stores in this era are not as dazzling as the modern ones, everything is still complete.

The first floor is for some furniture, and the second floor is for women's clothing and jewelry.

Jiang Mi was thinking about preparing a birthday present for Jiang Man, so he turned to Cheng Zhan who was standing beside him and said, "Let's go and have a look."

Cheng Zhan responded, and followed Jiang Mi to the jewelry counter.

At this point, there is no traffic in Wanxi Department Store, it is very sparse and deserted.

A teller came all the way and saw Jiang Mi and Cheng Chan. The two were expensively dressed and had an extraordinary temperament. Knowing that they were here for business, they hurriedly put on festive smiles and went over, "Gentlemen, come here to buy something. It's a gift. ."

Jiang Mi nodded, "Yes."

The teller's smile deepened, "Then you really came to the right place. Whether it's diamonds, emeralds, or gold agates, we have everything here, and the styles are all fashionable. Come and have a look."

Jiang Mi followed the teller to the counter and looked inside through the glass cover.

"Look, this diamond necklace came in from abroad, polished in Germany, three carats..."

Jiang Mi interrupted her, "Thank you, but please let me take a look myself."

The teller nodded again and again, "Okay, okay."

Jiang Mi browsed around, and after consulting Cheng Zhan, he chose a thin silver necklace with light purple crystals hanging on it. The necklace was exquisitely crafted, small and cute.

The teller smiled and said, "Sir, you have a good eye! This is the last one in our store. It's called 'Phantom Love'. It's perfect as a gift for your lover!"

Standing by the side, Cheng Zhan's face was calm and indifferent throughout the whole process, but when he heard the teller's words, his fingertips trembled imperceptibly.

Jiang Mi also heard what the teller said, but he didn't care about it, as long as it looked good, the meaning was just added by people themselves.

But Cheng Chan suddenly walked up to him and said with a smile, "Master Jiang, I think that one is more suitable as a birthday present."

With that said, Cheng Chan pointed to another place.

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When Jiang Mi came out of Wanxi Department Store with the red velvet box in his hand, he was a little uncertain.

But he thought, maybe Cheng Zhan had lived in Winter City for so long, so he should know more about the customs of gift giving in Winter City than himself, so Jiang Mi no longer had any doubts about the birthday present he was about to give away.

It was time to choose clothes for Jiang Mi, and Cheng Zhan told the driver another place.

When he arrived at the place, Jiang Mi discovered that it was a tailor shop at the entrance of an alley.

From the outside, it looks like an ordinary two-story wooden building. When you enter, you find that the interior is decorated in a Chinese classical style. Although the decoration does not look fancy, you can see that it is quite exquisite from the workmanship.

When Jiang Mi and Cheng Chan entered, there was no one in the room, except for piles of cloth and hangers that were placed in a mess.

There was no surprise on Cheng Zhan's face, he just reached out and knocked on the glass window next to him, making a crisp sound.

It wasn't until this time that there was a sound from the inside of the house, accompanied by a human voice, "Come here, come here."

From the inner room, an old man came out from the curtain. The old man was wearing a pair of reading glasses with a silver chain.

The old man laughed loudly, "Come here and make clothes."

Cheng Zhan had a peaceful face, "It's not for me, it's for the person next to me to make clothes."

The old man looked carefully at Jiang Mi next to him, and Jiang Mi smiled back.

After a while, the old man nodded, "Do it well, this person is a natural clothes shelf, he can hold it open, come here, I'll measure it for you."

Jiang Mi walked over. He saw that the old man was quite old and his hands were thin. He thought the movements would be much slower, but he didn't expect that the old man's hands and feet were nimble. He didn't even shake his hands when taking the measurement.

The old man patted Jiang Mi's back with a wooden ruler, and said in a serious tone, "Stand straighter."

Jiang Mi straightened up again.

After a while, the old man took back his tools, wrote and drew on the paper, without raising his head, his thin fingers pointed at a gray-blue men's suit hanging in the next window.

"Go and wear."

Jiang Mi had no objection, came to the window, took out the suit inside, and was stunned again, "Is there a changing room?"

At this time, Cheng Zhan stepped forward, "Yes, Young Master Jiang, over here."

As he spoke, he led Jiang Mi to a room, and waited for Jiang Mi to enter.

Only Cheng Zhan and the old man were left outside.

The old man suddenly said: "Hey, poor, poor."

Cheng Zhan didn't answer the question, but his eyes flickered slightly, and his tone was flat, as if wrapped in a slight chill, "Do your job well, you are just a tailor."

The old man paused, shook his head and stopped talking.

When Jiang Mi changed his clothes and came out, the old man looked over and his eyes lit up, "Oh, it's really good. No one can wear these clothes after putting them away for so long."

Jiang Mi was a little confused, thinking it was just a change of clothes, but one thing to say, the suit he was wearing was really good.

After all, most of the suits in this era are retro, but the one on him is more modern. The fabric is made of wool, with a subtle luster, smooth and straight.

And Cheng Chan at the side also saw Jiang Mi who had changed his clothes.

Cheng Zhan subconsciously lowered his head, straightened the frame with his fingertips, his finger joints were slightly tensed, and they were covered with powder. Cheng Zhan half covered his face, making it difficult to see his expression clearly. After Cheng Zhan calmed down, he took his hand away and was about to speak .

But he found that Jiang Mi came to him at some point, very close.

Jiang Mizheng looked down at the suit on his body, and said with some hesitation, "Do I look good in this suit?"

There is no mirror here, and Jiang Mi can't see what he looks like in this suit, so he can only ask Cheng Zhan.

But after a while, Cheng Zhan didn't answer aloud.

Jiang Mi looked at Cheng Zhan with some doubts, but found a rare daze on Cheng Zhan's face.

Jiang Mi felt even more puzzled. He slightly lowered his head and approached Cheng Zhan's face, and called tentatively, "Brother Cheng."

Cheng Zhan seemed to be startled, and took a step back uncontrollably, but stepped on the sewing coil that was thrown aside, and was about to fall.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Jiang Mi subconsciously grabbed the person and got close to him, so as not to let Cheng Zhan fall down.

Jiang Mi breathed a sigh of relief after Cheng Zhan stood still.

He hurriedly lowered his head and asked, "Brother Cheng, are you all right?"

Jiang Mi's body temperature has always been on the high side, and the palms of his hands felt scorchingly hot. Through the thin robe fabric, it penetrated into the skin at Cheng Chan's waistline, and spread to his heart.

Cheng Chan's body trembled unconsciously, and his fingertips curled up.

After Cheng Zhan reacted, he quickly took Jiang Mi's hand from his waist, with a light smile on his face again, as if nothing happened, "It's okay."

Jiang Mi nodded, not seeing Cheng Zhan's abnormality, "That's good."

Naturally, the old man didn't notice this little accident, so he turned around and called Jiang Mi over.

Cheng Zhan stood where he was, the previous touch on his waist was like a branding iron, making his spine straight, like a taut string, his hands hanging by his side, clenched the robe on his body .

But the back of his neck was strangely red, as if it was red enough to drip blood.