Kiss every script [Quick Transmigration]

When he got to the supermarket, Mu Zhichan realized what it meant to be your uncle or your uncle. The queue for buying eggs at a discount had already reached the checkout counter, but fortunately he was only going to the snack area with few people, so he didn't have to queue. There is no need to compete with grandpa and aunt for stupid eggs.

It's just that when he threw instant noodles, buns, beef jerky, egg rolls and other things into the cart, he always felt as if someone was following him, but when he turned around, no one saw him.

—Could it be a thief?

Mu Zhichan vigilantly confirmed that the mobile phone in her pocket was still there, and then turned into a blind corner.

Not long after, a man wearing a silver haute couture suit and black sunglasses hurriedly chased out from the other side of the shelf and looked around, as if he was looking for someone, with bright blond hair and a cold temperament that was incompatible with the supermarket , let Mu Zhichan instantly think of someone.

"...Mr. Layton?" Mu Zhichan called in a strange English tone.

The man paused, and took off his sunglasses to reveal his stern face. His icy blue eyes looked like the deep sea under the polar glacier, but under the silence, there was an undercurrent.

"Hello." Nie Kaige greeted him in standard Chinese, with a rigid and indifferent expression and a calm tone.

Mu Zhichan looked at the certain Sophie brand sanitary napkin he was holding in his hand, then at the handsome face that was overflowing with coldness, combined with the matter of being followed by someone before, and thought deeply about this person's behavior. With his identity and background, he had a bold guess in his mind.

"You... can't find where to pay?" He calmed down, asked quite uncertainly, and was shocked in his heart: God, this guy must be a big road idiot! ?

His reasonable speculation: Maybe Mr. Layton was entrusted by an extremely close woman to buy aunt's towels in a nearby supermarket, and then he finally found the thing, but because he was extremely road-crazy, he wandered around for a long time and couldn't find the cashier. , Mr. Layton suddenly saw an "acquaintance"!That's right, it was him, Mu Zhichan, who immediately decided to follow her, after all, he always had to go to the cashier to pay!

In fact, things were really as Mu Zhichan had speculated.

Nie Kaige is of Chinese-English mixed race, and has a sister who is three years older than him. He returned to China three days ago, and was warmly taken home by his sister as soon as he returned home.

But today, his sister couldn't get out of bed because of physical pain, and she still lacked things, so Nie Kaige had to go to a nearby supermarket to help his sister buy, but he seriously underestimated his own road-crazy attributes, and went to the cashier after getting the things. I searched for an hour and couldn't find it...

As for asking others for help, Mr. Nie never thought about it.

Nie Kaige glanced at him, neither admitted nor denied, but quickly threw the pink Sophie into his cart, and said indifferently: "Have you finished shopping? Just leave after shopping."

Mu Zhichan pretended not to see it, pushed the car directly, turned around and walked in the direction of the cashier, turned a corner, raised her chin slightly to signal the front, and said, "That's the cashier."

Nie Kaige's poker face cracked for a moment, as if he didn't expect to turn a corner.

Mu Zhichan became more and more certain of her speculation.

The two waited in the long queue for the checkout. During the waiting time, Mu Zhichan was so bored that he had nothing to say: "When did Mr. Layton return to China?"

He didn't forget the matter that this person told him to get out at the banquet earlier, but he didn't hold grudges at all until now. In his opinion, that matter was overturned after he reminded the other party to watch the surveillance. Anyone who bumps into the big green hat scene will be bombed.

"Three days ago." Nie Kaige replied in a deep voice, and added: "My Chinese name is Nie Kaige."

"Ah, my name is Mu Zhichan." The 27-year-old man in a white fluffy down jacket tucked his chin into the raised collar, and was somewhat childishly set off by the fur on the hat, like a college student studying.

Nie Kaige glanced at him and didn't say anything. He shook off the black woolen coat that hung between his arms and put it on on his body. This set of smooth and wild dressing movements made the little girls around him let out low cries. .

"Swipe the card." Nie Kaige pressed Mu Zhichan's hand that wanted to pay, and directly handed over his black card.

"Oh no..." Before Mu Zhichan could refuse, the cashier quickly settled the bill and gave Nie Kaige a winking look.

But Mr. Nie didn't even raise his eyelids, he just took back the black card and stuffed it into his wallet, then picked up Mu Zhichan's two big bags and walked forward, with an awe-inspiring demeanor and an incomparable nobleness.

"Mr. Nie, isn't the door over there!" Mu Zhichan hurriedly chased after him.

After leaving the supermarket, Mu Zhichan realized that it was snowing.

Countless white snowflakes are falling from the dark gray clouds, rendering the whole city a glaring white.

"I'll see you off." Nie Kaige didn't hand him the two big bags in his hand, but walked straight to the parking space.

"Hey, don't send it. My house is very close, it's in the next building." Mu Zhichan hurriedly stopped the other party to take the bag and said with a smile, and took out the aunt's towel and a small bag of brown sugar in the bag, and put it in another black bag. in the bag.

"Miss, if you have physical pain, drinking a cup of brown sugar water will relieve it." Mu Zhichan handed the black bag to Nie Kaige, and after the other party took it, he took out his mobile phone and opened the payment code, intending to return the money to him. Open the payment code, and I will transfer the money to you."

"No need." Nie Kaige glanced down at the things in his hand, then fixedly glanced at him again, and said slowly: "I misunderstood what happened in the banquet hallway before, I'm sorry."

Mu Zhichan was taken aback, then waved her hands indifferently and smiled, "It's okay, I didn't take it to heart at all."

——Excuse me, this guy actually apologized to him so sincerely, it seems that Bai Ruantian has overturned.

Hearing this, Nie Kaige glanced behind him and said softly, "Then, I'll take my leave first."

"Goodbye." Mu Zhichan watched the other party get into the black Bentley, which was worth tens of millions of dollars, and couldn't help feeling that maybe this is the arrogant world.

"Is it that good-looking?" A sullen voice suddenly sounded from behind, scaring Mu Zhichan into jumping forward and again.

"Teacher Bian!?" Mu Zhichan turned to look at the person who came, and saw a man wearing a black mask and black hood standing behind him, and could clearly see tiny snowflakes falling on his slender eyelashes.

Although this person wrapped himself tightly, Mu Zhichan immediately recognized his pair of dark and deep eyes.

"Why are you here?" Mu Zhichan lowered his voice and moved closer to the other party, and looked around nervously, fearing that Bian Jiyue would be exposed to the public eye, which would cause a major traffic accident, domestic is no better than overseas .

"You told me your home address before." Bian Jiyue took a step closer to him, and took two big bags of things from his hand. Only then did Mu Zhichan realize that the other party was wearing a pair of pairs, which looked very strange. Warm black leather gloves.

Yes, he did talk to Teacher Bian before. Thinking of this, Mu Zhichan glanced at the gloves again, feeling a little cold for some reason...

"I don't wear gloves when I go out, and I don't wear a hat or scarf. I just wear a pair of thin trousers, and the boots are still spring and autumn. You can do it. If you don't catch a cold tomorrow, I will take your last name." Bian Jiyue said in a calm tone. It's like the prelude to your mother hitting you with a feather duster.

Mu Zhichan silently pulled the hood on the down jacket over her head, touched her nose and said, "Wrong, wrong, let's go, go to my house and sit down."

Bian Jiyue didn't speak, just followed behind him silently, the aura around him was extremely suppressed, and the dark emotions roiling deep in his heart made him need great self-control to prevent them from bursting out.

Unlike Mu Zhichan, who has no real memory, he came in with memory, so he understands that [-]% of people's habits, personality, and physical conditions in the real world will be preserved in the script world.

So when he found out here that Mu Zhichan had a stomach problem, didn't take good care of himself, not only had to turn on the lamp to sleep at night, but was often awakened by nightmares, he knew that this person's physical condition in the real world would only be worse than that in the scripted world. What is shown here is even worse.

……

"Sit whatever you want, just put your things on the coffee table, I'll go change clothes." Mu Zhichan shook the snow on the down jacket, took out another pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them on the ground, then hummed an unknown tune to go The bedroom was changed.

——Hey, I don’t know why, but I’m very happy to see Teacher Bian~

Bian Jiyue put on his slippers, took off his coat, and put his things on the coffee table. Then he sat on the sofa and took off his mask and gloves while slowly looking around. Then, he moved his eyes to the two bags of things in front of him, carefully When I looked at it, I realized that it was full of junk food.

He lowered his eyes and moved his wrist and fingers, making a clicking sound.

"I wanted to call you later to ask about dance practice, but you came here." Mu Zhichan, who had changed into home clothes, just sat down beside Bian Jiyue, and then sneezed.

Oops, do you really have a cold?He is a man who hasn't had a cold for several years.

"Did you just go out after washing your hair?" Bian Jiyue suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed his wet hair. Due to the force, Mu Zhichan let out a "hiss" in pain, and directly reached out to grab the other's wrist , Wronged: "Teacher Bian, you hurt me."

"It hurts you and you don't have a long memory." Bian Jiyue let go of his hands, and then asked, "Where is the hair dryer?"

Mu Zhichan blinked, with an innocent expression: "There is no hair dryer at home."

In an instant, Bian Jiyue looked at him sharply, causing Mu Zhichan to pick up a pillow beside her to cover her face, and then sneezed again.

Bian Jiyue didn't talk, just walked around the house with one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen, one bathroom and one study, focusing on the kitchen.

Very good, the kitchen is empty, the stove is brand new, there is nothing on the chopping board with tea, rice, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, only a few bowls of different sizes and a few pairs of chopsticks, oh, and there is a dusty rice cooker in the corner.

"Mu Zhichan." Bian Jiyue called him softly, clenched her hands hanging from the seam of her trousers until her knuckles turned white.

——Is it because you have never thought about living since I "died".