Bailian's stand-in has collapsed [Transmigration Book]

This is the most straightforward idea.

Not too much embellishment,? He thought so, so he just said it.

Frankness and sincerity without embellishment are always the easiest to move people's hearts.

At a certain moment, Lin Jianqiu felt that maybe he underestimated Ye Huaishuang too much.

He was also defenseless against it.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, Lin Jianqiu's brain started working again.

He blinked and smiled unconsciously: "Thank you, Teacher Ye, for your compliment."

In fact he kind of forgot what he was going to say.

It wasn't until his hot fingertips touched the cold contract cover that he paused for a while before he gradually came to his senses.

"This contract, let's modify it." Lin Jianqiu continued, "Change it to a loan, and I only need to pay off the same part of the remaining debt."

"No need." Ye Huaishuang thought that Lin Jianqiu had concerns, "The money will not bring me a burden,? Even if it is not used to help you solve the problem, it may be donated in the end. And..."

He paused, acknowledging his flaws.

"As they say,? I'm a boring person. I don't know what gift to give you is more suitable. There are only these. If I can help you solve troubles, I will try my best to do what I can."

"I also hope that you can pursue what you really want to pursue,? Even if it is not safe and stable,? But at least you should not be trapped by these irrelevant things."

Lin Jianqiu didn't interrupt him, but listened carefully to Ye Huaishuang's finish.

He was somewhat moved,? But he didn't change his mind, on the contrary became more determined.

"It's not just about money." Lin Jianqiu looked into Ye Huaishuang's eyes, his expression softened a little unconsciously, but his tone was still firm, "This is the past of 'my', and I don't need Teacher Ye to help me Paying the bill, I should handle it myself."

The accent in his words was obvious, but he was not sure if Ye Huaishuang understood.

Those debts were originally inherited by "Lin Jianqiu".

The current Lin Jianqiu has inherited his identity and consciously shoulders the responsibilities he left behind, but they are not the same person after all.

Most of the current friends are friends who met and became close friends after Lin Jianqiu came here, and have nothing to do with the "Lin Jianqiu" in the past.

And no matter how close friends are, there is always a little distance between them.

Only Ye Huaishuang was different.

He had a delicate relationship with "Lin Jianqiu", and it was easy for outsiders to misunderstand, but they themselves didn't really care.

Did Ye Huaishuang really feel nothing?

Lin Jianqiu thought of the first few times he met Ye Huaishuang, and his attitude was not like meeting "brother's ex-boyfriend", but more like a "stranger I knew".

That's why they got along so naturally afterwards, and no one forced Ye Linyun|into them.

The brain circuits of geniuses are always elusive.

This can be regarded as an unspoken "hidden rule" between them.

Lin Jianqiu didn't want to delve into it, there must always be room for some things.

But even so, Lin Jianqiu didn't want to bring the "past" that had nothing to do with himself into their relationship.

So only this part cannot be used as a "reward" for exchanging love relationships.

Ye Huaishuang was obviously also shaken.

Lin Jianqiu smiled at the end: "Of course, if I have the opportunity to lie down and count the money in the future, I will look forward to it."

Ye Huaishuang didn't know if she really understood, she also smiled, finally nodded and said, "Okay."

By the time they finished talking, it was getting late.

Lin Jianqiu temporarily lives in the empty room next to it. Ye Huaishuang has already called someone to clean it up in advance, and she is a little more angry than when she came last time. There are more alarm clocks and desk lamps on the bedside table, and two pots of green plants are placed on the window sill.

"It's all new, you can use it directly." Ye Huaishuang pushed open the door, saw the tired look on Lin Jianqiu's face, and said nothing more, "Go to bed early."

Lin Jianqiu nodded.

Ye Huaishuang glanced at him and seemed to want to say something, but finally swallowed it back and turned to leave.

Lin Jianqiu reached out and grabbed him.

The force wasn't too heavy, Ye Huaishuang stopped and turned to look at him: "Why—"

Before he could say a word, a light kiss hit the corner of his lips.

Lin Jianqiu's face was so close that he could even see the reflection in his eyes clearly.

Ye Huaishuang's brain froze, and she froze in place, as stiff as a piece of hard wood, and couldn't even lift her fingers.

Lin Jianqiu quickly backed away, blinked slowly, and looked at Ye Huaishuang's face.

Like a time-delayed machine, it froze for a while, Ye Huaishuang's face slowly turned red, and his eyes wandered for a while, showing obvious embarrassment.

But there was no look of disgust or resistance at all.

Lin Jianqiu couldn't help but curled up the corners of his mouth, and smiled at Ye Huaishuang.

"Fulfill your boyfriend's obligations." Lin Jianqiu said.

Ye Huaishuang nodded unconsciously, her eyes fell on Lin Jianqiu's face.

"Good night." Lin Jianqiu waved to him.

Then he raised his hand and closed the door.

Ye Huaishuang was forced to stop as soon as he raised his footsteps, staring at the closed door for a while.

For the first time, I felt that this door was so in the way.

Ye Huaishuang was thinking wildly, forcing herself to stop right here.

It's late now, and it's time for a good rest.

Ye Huaishuang didn't bother Lin Jianqiu anymore, she just stood there for a while before recovering, couldn't help raising her hand, and touched the corner of her lips that had been kissed.

His fingertips retracted as if they were scalded, and he covered his mouth with his hand, and the heat on his face also rose in response.

It was as if a large group of fireworks exploded in my mind one after another, and the feedback left behind was joy, which far outweighed the others.

Until this moment, the cognition buried in the depths was unprecedentedly clear——

He seemed to like Lin Jianqiu a lot more than he imagined.

In a dark room.

The heavy curtains were tightly drawn, and only a faint light came through the gap of the open door.

The remaining light sources all come from the computer monitor in the room.

Xue Che sat cross-legged on a chair, with a piece of potato chips in his mouth, staring at the computer screen, couldn't help frowning, showing a bored expression.

The red and black website flickers like snowflakes, with a warning sign pulsating in the center.

"There's no end...it's so annoying..."

Xue Che pushed the keyboard forward and slammed it on the table.

The phone next to it buzzed and vibrated, and the screen lit up, flashing colorful lights.

Xue Che let the phone vibrate for a while, then turned his head slowly, with his face still on the table, took the phone in one hand, and squinted at the caller ID.

He weakly picked up the phone: "...Hello, boss?"

A middle-aged man's voice came from the opposite side: "Have you met Lin Jianqiu?"

Xue Che let out a "hmm".

The boss asked him: "How do you feel now?"

Xue Che sat up straight, and his tone became a little more energetic: "It's quite cute, it's the type I like."

Immediately, he slammed his head back on the table, put his hand under his cheek, and answered the context with a little disappointment: "It's a pity that there is only one shortcoming, that is, my eyesight is still not very good, and I actually fell in love with a piece of wood."

He sighed heavily, and finally concluded: "I'm broken in love."

boss:"……"

Boss: "Who asked you this?"

"I'm talking about people! I didn't ask about your relationship history!"

The boss realized that his tone was too intense, so he paused for a moment, trying to regain his composure.

"Anyway, you fall in love eight times a month, shouldn't you be used to it by now?"

Xue Che: "..."

Xue Che: "Boss, you are so ruthless."

The boss replied coldly: "It's not as good as your ability to make trouble for no reason - talk about business."

Xue Che sighed and managed to pull himself together.

"Didn't you see all the news? He is very familiar with the police. He should really change his mind and prepare to be a good person useful to society."

"A creditor came to him today, and he called the police directly, and his... friend, maybe he will be a boyfriend in the future, the family seems to be quite rich, and he should be able to help him pay off the debt."

"And he looks smarter than those described in the previous entertainment news, and his spirit is quite normal. He should not be the kind of person who is dumped by a man and will die..."

Xue Che finally concluded: "In short, it seems that he doesn't need your care, and he lives quite well by himself."

The boss was silent for a long time before responding: "...that's fine."

Xue Che plugged in the power again, turned on the desk lamp, opened a new pack of potato chips, and chewed on them, persuading the boss heartlessly.

"Anyway, it's his parents who are in debt, not you. He refused you to help him back then, so he must be able to handle it by himself."

"I think he's doing well now, and he doesn't seem to care much about his parents."

"If you ran over suddenly at this time, maybe you would think you were a strange uncle who got in your way."

"And didn't you say that you haven't found out what happened back then?"

The boss whispered: "After all, I promised his parents to take care of him..."

But Lin Jianqiu didn't want to see him.

He still remembered that when he went to find Lin Jianqiu a few years ago, the young man angrily threw him out of the door, treating him as one of the sinners who killed his parents, and he was unwilling to accept the help of this man who used to be subservient to others.

In the end, they broke up unhappy, and Lin Jianqiu himself resigned himself to depravity and ran to mix in that kind of chaotic circle.

The boss was also very disappointed with him. It coincided with the company's transformation, and gradually shifted its focus abroad, and stopped paying attention to Lin Jianqiu's news.

Until the last two months, Lin Jianqiu started to make a big fuss after quitting the circle, which was enough for people to watch. Afterwards, he did not sink down as everyone had guessed. Instead, he started to rely on himself, even daring to run away from the scene of the crime .

The boss had weak expectations, hoping that Lin Jianqiu would really change, instead of just being stuck in a state of pride and complacency and self-pity.

However, now it seems that Lin Jianqiu has changed too much and has become too capable, and there is even no room for him to intervene.

Only the truth of his parents' death remained, and he still didn't seem to notice it.

The boss hesitated for a moment, then swallowed those words back.

"Then let's talk about it after we find out what's going on over there."

Xue Che was indifferent to the boss's mental journey, and while eating potato chips, he responded casually: "Okay."

The boss asked again: "When will you come back to work?"

Xue Che replied: "Let's talk about it after a while, I still have to go find Lin Jianqiu."

boss:"……"

Boss: "Aren't you broken in love?"

"Anyway, they haven't made it yet, and I still have a chance to pry the corner." Xue Che said, "By the way, boss, I lost 800 yuan in doing business for you in the morning. When will you reimburse me—"

"beep--"

The phone was hung up.

"..."

Xue Che glanced at the phone, his face sank, and he curled his lips: "You're so stingy."

He didn't call back either, he threw the phone on the table and turned on the computer again.

After the forced shutdown and restart, the computer desktop returned to the refreshing initial interface.

However, after a while, the screen began to flicker again.

Seeing the surprise, Xue Che glanced at the empty bag of potato chips, sat there with his chin propped up, thought for a moment, then turned to look at the phone next to him.

"How about asking Lin Jianqiu for help..." he said to himself.

boom -

Behind the thick clouds came the muffled sound of a drum beating, which made people feel flustered.

It was still afternoon at this time, and when it was approaching evening, the sky was not yet dark, but there was no light behind the clouds, and the sky was dark.

On an unknown country road, passers-by cover their heads with bags or document bags to resist the sporadic raindrops.

Pedestrians coming and going walked on the narrow path, but they were all wearing suits, and occasionally a few wore white coats.

They looked in a hurry and didn't care to look around.

Until someone faintly shouted a few times from behind.

"Professor Chu—"

The woman who could only see her back stopped, her body swayed slightly, she fell face down, and fell straight.

Long loose hair slid down the shoulders into the muddy ground.

There is only one flat shoe left on the foot.

The surrounding crowd had dispersed at some point.

The woman fell to the ground alone, with blood slowly flowing out from under her, staining the corners of her white coat red.

The rain gradually became heavier, like a curtain full of power, covering everything around.

Including distant mountains, walking figures, and thin voices.

The rain wet the woman's hair, and the dark blood soaked into the soil little by little.

Rumbling--

Only thunder and rain remained.