After being spotted by a paranoid boss [Quick Transmigration]

"who is she?"

Duan Chen glanced at Chen Shanwei lightly.

He has a handsome appearance, sharp facial features, thin lips slightly pursed, and when he looks at people expressionlessly, his dark and indifferent eyes can easily scare people's legs.

Chen Shanwei's heart trembled, and she somehow felt that her skin was about to get goosebumps.

"I just met by chance." Lin Jianyi said.

Duan Chen hummed casually, and sat down beside him.

He pursed his lower lip when he saw the half-drinked coffee on the table.

He clearly remembered that Lin Jianyi never touched these bitter foods.

Lin Jianyi gave Chen Shanwei a brief introduction: "My family, Duan Chen, is also from A University."

"Oh," Chen Shanwei's intuitive sense of survival made her quickly smile, "Does Senior Duan want to drink something? I invite you."

"No need." Duan Chen refused.

Just as Chen Shanwei was about to say you're welcome, she saw that Duan Chen had already picked up the cup of coffee that belonged to Lin Jianyi and took a sip.

Whether it was intentional or not, the position of his lips coincided with the place where Lin Jianyi drank before.

As for Lin Jianyi, who was sitting beside her, there was no surprise on her face, as if she was used to it.

Chen Shanwei was stunned for a moment, a strange feeling appeared in her heart.

Lin Jianyi was really not too worried, the system just adjusted his taste, but this cup of coffee is still bitter to others.

Seeing Duan Chen finish the remaining half of the glass with no expression on his face, he raised the corner of his lower lip and asked with crooked eyes, "Is it good?"

This little boy is also afraid of suffering.

Duan Chen: "...delicious."

Lin Jianyi: Pfft.

Chen Shanwei's eyes flicked between them, blinked, and suddenly asked: "Are you two brothers?"

Lin Jianyi: "Yes."

Duan Chen: "No."

Lin Jianyi glanced at Duan Chen, and saw that Duan Chen was looking at him in the same confusion.

When asked about the relationship between the two, Lin Jianyi didn't bother to explain too much why Duan Chen lived with his teacher. This would cause Duan Chen a lot of trouble, so he acquiesced in other people's views on the relationship between the two brothers.

Duan Chen has been doing this all the time, and he doesn't know what happened today.

He blinked, and finally added following his words: "Not a real brother."

Chen Shanwei gave a meaningful oh.

After chatting for a few more words, seeing that Chen Shanwei still had a class to attend, Lin Jianyi took the initiative to exchange WeChat messages with her. Naturally, Chen Shanwei had nothing to say, and after leaving happily, she rushed to class up.

Lin Jianyi and Duan Chen came out of the coffee shop.

"Let's talk," Lin Jianyi folded his arms when he was about to reach the musical instrument store, and slowly glanced at the silent person next to him, "How did you find it?"

He didn't believe anything passing by.

Duan Chen lowered his eyelashes, did not answer this question, but brought up another topic:

"Teacher, why did you exchange contact information with her just now?"

Because I want to get in touch with the heroine more.

But this reason must not be said, so Lin Jianyi said calmly: "She is from the music department, and there must be a need for musical instruments in the future. I think it just happened to be added."

Duan Chen: "Is that so?"

Lin Jianyi raised her eyebrows: "Otherwise, what do you think?"

Duan Chen was silent for a second, then shook his head: "No."

Before Lin Jianyi could speak, he spoke again, "Teacher," he said, "I'm injured."

Lin Jianyi frowned after hearing this, and immediately forgot what happened just now: "What's going on."

When Duan Chen was young, his body was always wounded and bruised, so that when Lin Jianyi heard it, he reflexively remembered some bad things.

Duan Chen raised his eyelashes, and seeing the nervousness on Lin Jianyi's face, the last trace of worry dissipated from his heart.

He opened his sleeves, his complexion was not as pale as when he was a teenager, but turned into a healthy honey color, his muscles were smooth, and he already had the embryonic form of a mature man.

Lin Jianyi looked over, and sure enough, he saw a bruise on his arm.

"I bumped into it while playing basketball." Duan Chen replied.

It is inevitable for boys to bump into each other when playing basketball. Lin Jianyi heaved a sigh of relief, glanced at him, and pushed open the store door with some helplessness: "Come in, I will give you medicine."

Duan Chen followed obediently.

Lin Jianyi asked Duan Chen to sit on the chair opposite, and brought the ointment to apply on him.

The application of the medicine brought a cool feeling to the skin, and Duan Chen lowered his eyes to look at Lin Jianyi who was applying the medicine to himself.

Lin Jianyi was very white, with his head bowed. When he looked at him from this angle, he could see his thick and curled eyelashes, with distinct roots.A few strands of medium-length hair hung down on the side of his face, immediately making that beautiful and gentle face more lively.

Delicate like a handicraft.

Until now, Duan Chen has not understood why a man like this suddenly appeared in their small county back then.

He couldn't hold back, reached out and touched Lin Jianyi's face.

Lin Jianyi smiled, and was about to ask him what's the matter, but suddenly froze when he raised his head and saw Duan Chen.

The boy had gotten very close at some point, his eyes were dim, and he seemed to be suppressing extremely strong emotions.

For a moment, Lin Jianyi felt as if he was being targeted by some ferocious carnivore.

After noticing Lin Jianyi's slightly stiff movements, Duan Chen quickly straightened his expression, opened a little distance, and returned to his original appearance.

"You have dirt on your face." He found a reason for his actions just now.

Lin Jianyi still had a cotton swab in his hand, he blinked slowly: "Really."

Duan Chen turned his eyes away: "Yes."

Lin Jianyi: "..."

Always feel a little strange.

That night, Duan Chen had a dream.

In the dream, Lin Jianyi was still wearing the white shirt he was wearing today, and the hem of the shirt was tucked into the black pants, which outlined his thin waist.

With his back facing Duan Chen, he stepped on the extremely soft carpet with bare feet, his exposed ankles were smooth and white.

He seemed to be doing something, and there was a suppressed panting in the air.

As Duan Chen approached, the young man slowly turned around.

Only then did Duan Chen see that the young man's shirt was not buttoned up as meticulously as usual, and the neckline was slightly messy and half open, revealing a thin and beautiful neckline.

Lin Jianyi's fair face was flushed a little, and her eyes were also watery.

Duan Chen's breathing suddenly became a little messy.

He saw those rouge lips opening and closing, panting out his name: "Duan Chen, help me."