I have all the characters that the male protagonist loves [Quick Transmigration]

The venue was eerily quiet. The guests looked at each other and sat back to their seats with a smile, slandering in their hearts.

This person's aura was so strong that it was a little scary. I didn't expect that beautiful young man to be able to maintain his state, and even dared to pour wine.

Wen Ling first glanced sideways at Yu Chen on the second floor, then approached Jiang Xing expressionlessly.

The leather shoes stepped on the wooden floor step by step, and the dull movement made people gradually tense.

The closer you get, the more you can feel his unusual aura.

Jiang Xing didn't change his movements, and complained: "Hurry up, my hands are sore."

Wen Ling paused, and said coldly: "If you don't look at it for a day, you will mess around."

Jiang Xing raised his eyebrows, and kissed Nie Xuefan on the cheek in front of him. The crazy young man was drunk, but he felt Jiang Xing, and forced to open his eyes, and shouted with a smile: "Xing Xing."

"Good boy." Jiang Xing said with a smile, "Go back to sleep?"

Every move she made did not take Wen Ling seriously.

Professor Wen's eyes were cold, or rather ruthless.Except for Jiang Xing, those ordinary people couldn't catch their eyes at all.Nie Xuefan is also on this list.

"Drink?" Jiang Xing shook the wine glass, making a gesture to drink it himself, "Don't drink it."

Wen Ling pressed his hand.

Jiang Xing laughed happily, his eyes were blushing, and the tip of his nose was a little pink. He should have looked like a drunk who was so soft that anyone could bully him.

But everyone knows that no matter which one of the six people he faces, he has the absolute upper hand.

His palms were loosely around the wine glass, Wen Ling squeezed the mouth of the glass and pulled it out little by little. After a moment of silence, he drank it all in one gulp.

The wine glass was put back on the table with a snap.

The bar was like a radio and the play button was pressed, and the customers who didn't dare to make noise started talking loudly again, and some even dared to get Wen Ling a drink, but his cold hands and feet turned cold when he glanced at him coldly, and turned around to find someone else.

"Go out and talk."

Wen Ling obviously didn't like noisy environments. Although his face was expressionless, Jiang Xing knew that his patience was reaching its limit.

"Okay." Jiang Xing pushed Nie Xuefan's arm around his waist, "I'll take you back later, don't run around."

Nie Xuefan's eyes were ignorant, he nodded obediently, rubbed his cheek against Jiang Xing's arms, and slurred his speech: "Xing Xing, come back early."

Fan Ye wanted to go out with him, but Jiang Xing said, "Look at Nie Xuefan, who knows what hell he can do after drinking."

He had no choice but to stay, smiling helplessly, "Okay."

The door of the bar opened and closed, isolating the frenzied world behind the door.

The night is quiet, the clouds and mist flow, and the galaxy is bright.

Jiang Xing had wine on his body, shivering from the cold, and hugged himself with both hands.

With a warm suit jacket on his shoulders, Wen Ling wiped off the alcohol little by little.

"Professor Wen, it's still very cold."

Jiang Xing wrapped his coat tightly, pursed his lips lightly, and his voice seemed to come from far away.

Wen Ling: "You don't plan to graduate?"

Jiang Xing said dissatisfiedly: "How can it be. Adult drinking is not a violation of school rules, right?"

"You should have handed me a thesis outline this week." Wen Ling threw the tissue, and seeing that he was still shaking, she slowly raised her hand and pushed him to the wall of the bar, sideways to block the wind.

"No way." Jiang Xing said with a helpless smile, "What good will it do you for me to rebuild?"

"Oh..." He smiled slyly and suddenly understood something.

A large piece of cloud was blown away by the wind, and the starlight pouring down made the city instantly brighter. The young man tilted his head, and his soft outline was somewhat blurred under the starlight.

"You want to," he slowly climbed onto Wen Ling's unwrinkled skirt with both hands, and hugged him, messing up the shirt that should have been straight.

"See me one more semester?"

Wen Ling was not actually a teacher at their school.

He was originally a foreign individual researcher of this major, but he just sold the school's face, saying that he was a special professor, but in fact he had no involvement in the school's educational administration system at all.

Talking about graduation is a joke that the two of them are used to. Whether Jiang Xing can graduate has nothing to do with Wen Ling.

The two are not even a teacher-student relationship.

Wen Ling didn't answer, but just grabbed his wrist and imprisoned him like chains.

"Professor Wen, do you want me to turn my back on you?" Jiang Xing smiled lazily, "This is very tasteless."

Wen Ling said, "Nie Xuefan."

His tone was calm, and he couldn't hear his attitude towards Nie Xuefan.But Jiang Xing understood.

Jiang Xing laughed out loud, stood on tiptoe, rested his chin on the emerald tie pin on Wen Ling's chest, and teased with a smile: "You are jealous."

Wen Ling's blue eyes were as deep as the sea, and Jiang Xingping had a cold feeling that he would be dragged into the bottom of the sea.

Indeed, Wen Ling has a strong desire to control him, and he is not allowed to speak to others or laugh, and he always feels suffocated by the oppression of the sea.

When the two first met, Jiang Xing found it interesting. This foreign professor seemed to have no human emotions, and looked on the world indifferently.So he wanted to see what Wen Ling was thinking.

It was really clear that it was too late for Jiang Xing to run away.

Wen Ling was like some kind of mythical deep sea octopus, paranoid and egotistical.

The door of the bar was pushed open again, and the visitor stood quietly not far away, "Professor Wen."

Jiang Xing let go of Wen Ling's arm and took the opportunity to slip out, only to be grabbed by Yu Chen.

"Wait, I have something to tell you."

Jiang Xing couldn't break free, so he had to be firmly pressed by Yu Chen's side, "Hurry up."

Yu Chen took off Jiang Xing's suit jacket and threw it at Wen Ling.

"Professor Wen, I'm Yu Chen, the student council president of University A." Yu Chen said, as if he mentioned it casually: "I remember that you have already gone abroad, why are you here suddenly?"

Jiang Xing blinked belatedly, Wen Ling's contract period has passed?

Wen Ling was noncommittal, "Yes."

His eyes fell on Jiang Xing, so frightened that Jiang Xing simply hid behind Yu Chen, and whispered, "Master Yu, please please."

Such a soft voice begging one ex to help another ex?

As quiet as Yu Chen was, Jiang Xing would laugh angrily, he sneered, "I caused trouble."

But Yu Chen still said, "Professor Wen, please go back."

"It has nothing to do with you." Wen Ling's shirt was slightly messed up by Jiang Xing, not as meticulous as before.On the contrary, it adds a bit of casualness that attracts him.His coat was draped over his arms, and his figure was tall and handsome.

"Jiang Xing." Wen Ling said, "You promised me."

Jiang Xing said in a muffled voice: "Many people have promised."

【The stars are brave】

[Although there are no magical elements in this world, Wen Ling is not a human being in his own world]

[Indeed, there is a sense of oppression across the screen...]

【Human X Big Octopus√】

【octopus? !I have never seen the world before me, I was shocked]

【Just kidding, it's actually the evil god in the sea】

He lived with Wen Ling for a while.

One day Wen Ling was lying on the bed reading documents with a notebook, with thin-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, a loose nightgown, and strong muscles looming.

Jiang Xing was lying on the side playing games, chatting with his teammates.

"Come here and read your paper."

Jiang Xing didn't look back: "What papers are you reading at night?"

The game was won, and the phone was taken away by Wen Ling and put on the bedside to charge.

Jiang Xing: "I haven't made an appointment with anyone for tomorrow."

Wen Ling tapped his watch and said coldly, "It's twelve o'clock, you promised to go to bed at 11:30."

Jiang Xing felt wronged, and retreated into the quilt to sleep, but was carried by Wen Ling, and almost exploded: "Professor Wen!"

Wen Ling liked that he called herself that, a smile flashed in his eyes.

They are not teachers and students, have no mutual friends, and know nothing except each other's names and identities.Calling Jiang Xing this way is like connecting them with a relationship that can be maintained for a long time.

"Come and see."

Wen Ling looked at Wen Wenbin as a scholar, with a lot of strength, carrying Jiang Xing was no different from carrying a kitten, and dragged him into her arms easily.

The notebook overturned and almost slipped off the bed, Jiang Xing quickly grabbed it, just as Wen Ling wanted.

"The first file."

Wen Ling circled him from behind, overlapping Jiang Xing's palms, guiding him to slide the touchpad and open the folder.

"what……"

There are no papers in it at all, all lifelike paintings.The color is dim, like a scroll left in some kind of medieval magic book.

Jiang Xing who was eating, Jiang Xing who was sleeping, and... Jiang Xing who was crying while hugging Wen Ling.

Jiang Xing widened his eyes, "Wen Ling!"

He swiped his fingers, trying to close the entire folder, but Wen Ling held it down, clasped his palms, and interlocked his fingers.

"Your language is not difficult for me." Wen Ling said slowly, the computer completely rolled under the bed because of Jiang Xing's struggling movements, and it is not known whether it is still alive.

He continued: "But the human way of thinking is very difficult to learn."

Jiang Xing taunted: "You are not human."

The corners of Wen Ling's lips curled slightly, and she didn't refute Jiang Xing's almost scolding sentence, "It's hard for me to describe my feelings."

"I can't sleep," he said, "and I can't work."

Jiang Xing gradually stopped struggling and looked at Wen Ling in surprise.

Everyone knows that Professor Wen is a first-class workaholic, doing research and giving lectures during the day, and writing articles at night.I almost gave up my sleep and took it all to work.

But Wen Ling actually said that he was hard to get involved?

Wen Ling raised his hand to gently stroke Jiang Xing's eyelashes, and he instinctively closed his eyes, causing Wen Ling to chuckle.

"I didn't know what was bothering me, so I drew all the images that haunted my mind all the time."

Jiang Xing opened his eyes, and the strange emotion in Wen Ling's eyes made him at a loss.

Professor Wen has always been distant and indifferent. Even when the two of them were closest, Jiang Xing never heard him express his inner thoughts.

"Then I realized," Wen Ling tightened her arms and leaned over slowly, "It's all about you."

Jiang Xing couldn't dodge, nor did he want to dodge.

Wen Ling tasted it lightly, and wiped Jiang Xing's dry tears with her fingertips, "I don't like you smiling at others."

At that time, Jiang Xing was driven crazy by Wen Ling.Fascinated by the heartbeat of a person who has never been moved, he kissed back enthusiastically and responded with a smile: "Okay, don't laugh."

"You can't even talk."

"You're too domineering, Professor Wen." Jiang Xing pinched the tail of his eyes slightly, making Wen Ling's mind flutter, "Just say what's necessary, okay?"

"can."

The cold wind blowing over the plateau makes all the beautiful dreams come to naught.

Wen Ling put on her coat, adjusted her shirt slowly, and approached Jiang Xing.

Yu Chen raised his hand, and Wen Ling finally distracted himself and glanced at him.

The invisible hostility flashed away.

Wen Ling: "Indulgence will only make him more reckless."

Yu Chen said lightly: "If you don't indulge him, can you keep him?"

He has seen it.Nie Xuefan's success is all because he is the best at flattering Jiang Xing and doing things according to the other party's wishes.

Instead of obstinately restraining Jiang Xing, annoy him even more, just like Wen Ling.It's better to follow him, tighten the movement space without any trace, and finally enclose him in the territory.

Jiang Xing whispered, "Professor Wen, I'm going in, it's so cold."

Wen Ling moved her fingertips slightly, "Yes."

Seeing Yu Chen close the door, Wen Ling looked at the palm of his hand and slowly tightened it.

The more you force, the more you can't catch it...

Yu Chen pulled Jiang Xing to the corner, "Jiang Xing."

"Huh?" With Yu Chen taking care of Wen Ling, Jiang Xing returned to his original casual look.

Yu Chen: "I lied to you before, it was my fault."

The reason why Jiang Xing likes to call him "Eldest Young Master" so much is because Yu Chen hid his identity and approached him at first.

Yu Chen knew that Jiang Xing liked to pick up kittens and puppies, so he deliberately pretended to be a broken guard in the water room of the library, and was bumped into by Jiang Xing who was going to fetch hot water.

He is the perfect president outside, sweeping the awards and scholarships, but when Jiang Xing talked to him for the first time, what he saw was Yu Chen who was devastated.

The fragility of the proud, the flaw of the perfect.Yu Chen deceived Jiang Xing with an illusion.

So it was expected that his identity would be thrown away afterwards.

Jiang Xing tilted his head and chuckled, "It's okay."

"Fake ones make me very happy." He pulled Yu Chen's wrist away, "So it's really unnecessary."

Yu Chen pursed his lips, and forced Jiang Xing to kiss him.

The boss just sobered up, slumped on the sofa and pointed to the corner, his eyes almost popped out, he wanted to tell Nie Xuefan that your boyfriend ran away again.

Jiang Xing didn't refuse, he raised his head lazily, and kissed back when interested.

When Yu Chen withdrew, he patted the other person's cheek with a smile, "The service was good, see you next time."

Jiang Xing turned around and briskly went back to find Nie Xuefan, and clicked on the administrator's chat box, but there was still no violation warning.

really.

Nie Xuefan was half lying on the sofa, blinking blankly.Fan Ye sat across from him with his legs crossed, and Xing Ye was dozing off from sleepiness.

"Stop pretending." Fan Ye said.

"So obvious?" Nie Xuefan wiped his cheeks with a wet towel, his eyes clear.

He grinned like a beast, showing his sharp teeth.

"I won." Nie Xuefan's eyes were burning dark, this is the confidence only a winner has.

Fan Ye had no intention of arguing with him.

Nie Xuefan actually didn't win.None of them can win.

Jiang Xing just accompanied him to go crazy.It's just a group of cloud and mist that has no final shape. Seeing the hot summer, occasionally two drops of clear spring will fall, and then turn around and float elsewhere.

It's a pity that Nie Xuefan couldn't understand.

Jiang Xing came back and smiled apologetically at Fan Ye: "Let's go, throw him back by the way."

Nie Xuefan started pretending to be drunk again, and opened his arms for Jiang Xing to hug.

The B&B where Nie Xuefan lived was just opposite, Jiang Xing threw Nie Xuefan to the ground and fanned the wind.

Fan Ye: "Shall I take you back?"

"Wait a minute, I'm afraid he will fall into a fool." Jiang Xing said, "Wait for a while."

Fan Ye nodded.

The door opened and closed, and Jiang Xing heard the friction of the lighter's grinding wheel outside.

"Get up, go take a shower." Jiang Xing opened the window, the cold wind came in and made both of them tremble. He turned around and kicked Nie Xuefan, "Go to bed."

The young man squinted his eyes and was a little sober. He was able to accurately grasp Jiang Xing's ankle, and smiled coquettishly: "Xingxing will accompany me."

"I want to go back." Jiang Xing couldn't pull his ankle back, so he simply sat on the stool, "Get up."

Nie Xuefan propped himself up, feeling a little drunk again, he said "Tsk", "I drank too much."

"What's your point?" Jiang Xing tapped his toes, and Nie Xuefan took off his shoes and threw them aside, "Nie Xuefan!"

"Don't go, it's so cold." Nie Xuefan stuck his arm in Jiang Xing's knee, and easily carried him to the bathroom.

"Nie Xuefan!"

How can anyone be so sober after drinking half a catty!

Nie Xuefan drank too much, but his strength was astonishing. Jiang Xing couldn't break free at all, but was pressed against the tiles by him, "Xingxing is too noisy."

It's nothing more than a backlash.Jiang Xing almost laughed angrily at him: "Pretend to be drunk and mess around?"

Nie Xuefan blinked and said innocently, "No."

Said he was drunk, he moved faster than anyone else, and the warm water sprayed out from the shower, completely dousing Jiang Xing.

I really can't go any further.

"Xingxing's clothes are all wet." Nie Xuefan smiled, leaned over and called him stickily, "Xingxing."

The shirt was soaked, and it was tightly attached to Jiang Xing's body. The water was very hot, and the steam that evaporated blurred his vision. Nie Xuefan's expression looked extraordinarily gentle.

And tears.

Jiang Xing was startled.Why is Nie Xuefan crying?

The young man didn't make any further moves, he just put his chin on the top of Jiang Xing's hair and hugged him tightly.

"Star."

Lost and found, but that's all.

The water was too hot, so hot that Jiang Xing didn't know whether the strange scorching heat in his heart came from the water or Nie Xuefan's call.

The boundaries between real and imaginary worlds have long been blurred.

The young man holding him suddenly fell down, Jiang Xing suddenly regained his senses, and grabbed him.

"Nie Xuefan?"

Nie Xuefan was unconscious, with an abnormal blush on his face.

How can you not get drunk if you mix several kinds of wine?It was just holding his breath and wanting to keep Jiang Xing.At this moment, he was so hot that he was exhausted of oxygen and completely passed out.

Jiang Xing tidied up the two of them, stuffed Nie Xuefan under the quilt, took out his clean clothes and put them on by himself. He had to roll up the sleeves and trousers a little.

Fan Ye was smoking at the door, seeing him coming out, he didn't say much.

He put out the cigarette, and put his large coat on Jiang Xing's shoulders, "It's getting late."

It's past two o'clock in the morning, Dalu must have not slept yet, Jiang Xing pursed his lips, "Let's go."

"Wait." Fan Ye took his wrist, and neatly folded the loose cuffs twice, and rolled them up tightly to prevent air leakage. "It's cold outside."

Just walking through the cold and dark night holding hands like this, the warmth came from the intertwined palms, Jiang Xing suddenly asked: "Fan Ye."

"What's wrong?" He tilted his head, a little surprised.

"Do you remember we went riding?"

Fan Ye nodded: "Yes."

Jiang Xing took a deep breath, stopped, and stared closely at Fan Ye's eyes: "You taught me to shoot."

"Yes..." Fan Ye was taken aback, as if he was a little puzzled, "No."

"I do not have."

Jiang Xing did not refute him, but continued: "We broke a rose."

Fan Ye frowned, "I don't remember clearly."

His rationality said that he shouldn't have done such a thing, and he didn't have the right to bring a gun to the racecourse to teach Jiang Xing how to shoot.

But subconsciously, this scene seems to have happened.

Jiang Xing stopped a rose from the wind and put it on his neckline.

"When did it happen?" A trace of anxiety flashed in Fan Ye's eyes. He remembered every scene he had with Jiang Xing, but why...

Just as Jiang Xing was about to speak, the holographic image was forcibly suspended from the outside.

[What's wrong, it's paused]

【The stars are not moving】

In the anchor message box that only Jiang Xing can see, the administrator said: [Do not engage in illegal activities. ]

At the same time, the strategy is not against the rules, but it is against the rules to tell Fan Ye what happened in the first world?

Jiang Xing replied: [In other words, I did not find the wrong male lead]

The administrator is silent.

Jiang Xing: [But I can't tell them what happened before? ]

[Yes. ]

"They" and "it happened before" already put the problem on the surface.And the admin's reply is yes.

From Fan Ye, Wen Ling, to Lu Heng and Lu Qiming, they were all alone.

In other words, the same string of data.

After getting all the answers he wanted, Jiang Xing took a deep breath, [I understand]

The administrator’s avatar had already been grayed out, but he suddenly came up and said: [Mr. Jiang, your research is great. ]

What's the meaning?Before Jiang Xing could ask any more questions, the administrator went offline and was temporarily unable to receive messages.

The barrage is still worried: [Is it a violation?This world is indeed a bit dangerous]

【Taozi: Forget it, let’s do it all over again, breaking the contract is not worth the loss】

Jiang Xing shook his head, "It's fine."

As the video continued, Fan Ye was unaware of the suspension of the world, and was still thinking hard.

"There should be." Fan Ye chose to believe in his own consciousness, and said with a helpless smile: "My memory has also deteriorated."

Jiang Xing's serious face suddenly burst into a relaxed smile that he had never seen before.

"Fan Ye."

"Ok?"

The young man hugged him, feeling the slight moisture on his chest.

Jiang Xing was crying.

Fan Ye was in a trance for a moment.

It seems that at some point, Jiang Xing also hugged him like this and cried.

Communication towers, iron frames, blood...memory fragments are like broken mirrors, bloody hands and splitting headaches when touched.

Fan Ye's face was pale, and his voice was soft, not letting Jiang Xing hear that he was abnormal, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Jiang Xing's voice was dull, "I was just thinking..."

In fact, the holographic world is not all fake.

Among all the worlds, identities and personas constructed by illusion, there is one person who is real.

"it"

Jiang Xing closed his eyes, he already knew the result of the test.

Six identical codes appeared in the same program by such a coincidence.

Is it really a coincidence?

"Nice to meet you."

Fan Ye smiled lowly, and lightly stroked the ends of his wet hair. Those chaotic and complicated things seemed to have never happened before, "Me too."

Hearing the conversation, Lu Qiming pushed open the courtyard door just in time to see Fan Ye and Jiang Xing who had just separated, and slammed his knuckles against the iron gate uncontrollably.

Jiang Xing shook his head at Fan Ye and said, "Go back."

"Yeah." Fan Ye nodded, and before Jiang Xing could react, he kissed him on the forehead, "Good night."

Fan Ye led the dog and left, Xing Ye was still looking back reluctantly.

Lu Qiming: "Clothes."

Jiang Xing was taken aback, and pulled his hem, "I got dirty at the bar, so I took a shower."

Lu Qiming approached him, clearly smelling the smell of wine between his lips and teeth.

"Don't drink?" He said with a smile, but his eyes were dark.

Jiang Xing subconsciously took a step back and bumped into the iron gate, which was extremely ear-piercing in the night.

"A little bit." He folded his thumb and index finger together, and said with a coquettish smile, "Just a little bit."

Lu Qiming caressed the side of his face, "You are crying."

Hug with that person, there's nothing to cry about.

Jiang Xing pursed his lips, and suddenly jumped into Lu Qiming's arms.

The young man caught him reflexively, and let him clamp his waist after weighing his legs, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Xing's eyes were shining brightly, and the joy of belated awareness has only now fully recovered.

He really came across the same data.

He leaned over and kissed Lu Qiming, although the appearance calculated by AI was quite different, but everything was the same.

Touch, temperature, and affection.

How did he find out so late?

Lu Qiming was stunned, his eyes flashed with surprise.

Jiang Xing has changed, like seeing the moon through the clouds, and finally has the sense of reality to integrate into this world.

Perhaps because of living in this pure land, Lu Qiming is naturally sharper than ordinary people.

Although Jiang Xing was laughing and kissing him before, it was always like a wind that couldn't be caught.

But not now.

He was really... in love with this world.

"It's amazing..." Jiang Xing squinted his eyes with a smile, and brushed Lu Qiming's eyebrows, nose, and lips with soft fingertips, "It's exactly the same."

Through the hologram, he saw the reality of the operation below.

Lu Qiming didn't understand what it meant, but he understood the love in Jiang Xing's eyes.

Maybe he can let the wind stay.

The fiery breath met again, entangled, as if nothing was enough.

Lu Qiming touched his hair and knew that he had washed it, so he went straight back to the bedroom, knelt on the bed and kissed him.

Jiang Xing was more obedient than ever, and the smile in his eyes never weakened.

"I'll meet you again." Jiang Xing buried his cheeks in the quilt, subconsciously biting his fingertips, and was pulled away by Lu Qiming and held tightly, his heartbeat and pulse were all close together and synchronized from here.

Lu Qiming: "What?"

"I will meet you again." Jiang Xing repeated, pulling his hair close to his eyes, "I will find you."

"you're drunk?"

Jiang Xing smiled: "It's okay."

"It's hotter when you're drunk."