Dressed as a cannon fodder for a harmonious essay, I have few desires [Quick Transmigration]

In recent days, Yan Sui's life has been rare and peaceful.

Because most of the family members are out of town, the New Year’s banquet schedule is also on the agenda, so after talking to his sister, he made some simple preparations and bought favorite snacks for both Lin An’an and Nini, Yan Sui The family officially ushered in the New Year's Eve.

"Uncle, what do you think, uncle?"

Lin Anan was leaning against Yan Sui's legs on the sofa, peeling a sugar tangerine in his hand, looking up at the adult who had lost his mind, puffing out his cheeks and asking in puzzlement.

"It's nothing, uncle is watching TV."

Yan Sui blinked, touched Lin Anan's soft hair with a smile, and said he was watching TV, but he didn't even remember whether the show just now was a sketch or a cross talk.

After Gan Le left that night, Yan Sui lay on the bed tossing and turning for half the night, the red birthmark flashed over and over again uncontrollably in his mind, and after that, there was the familiar burning sight in the dim bathroom.

The man wearing glasses, the boy in school uniform, and the man wearing his scarf in a daze, Yan Sui didn't expect that in the dead of night, he would think of someone he should have forgotten long ago.

Similar birthmarks and an inexplicably familiar feeling, but apart from the fact that they are all the objects of their own missions, it seems that they can no longer find any connection.

Yan Sui: System, haven't you slept yet, come out and play?

System: Host, good evening, the 26th system provides 24h online service.

Glancing at the alarm clock on the bedside table, which showed that it was almost two o'clock, Yan Sui praised the systematic model worker spirit in his heart, then organized his words, and quietly probed.

Yan Sui: System, I'm almost done with the three worlds. You said that these discordant novels were all written by one person?

If it is the world written by the same author, it is not impossible to have overlapping and similar characters.

System: There is no record in the document sent by the headquarters, but this possibility cannot be ruled out.

Yan Sui was not very satisfied with the system's vague answers, so he hesitated for a while and asked the questions he had asked before.

Yan Sui: Is it possible that the same person exists in different character worlds?Like me doing tasks like me, can you travel between different worlds?

System: The same intelligent system has not been detected in the current world.

Same smart system?Does this mean that in this book world, he is the only one doing the task, and there is no other system?

Pursing his lips, the person lying on the bed looked at the ceiling for a long time, and finally sighed slowly.

In fact, Yan Sui still trusts the system's answer, because he knows that the system has no need to lie to him, but intellectually he can convince himself that they are all people with different missions and different worlds. Yan Sui couldn't help but suspect that they were the same person on the scarlet birthmark that he had touched with his own hands.

Even though the personality and appearance are completely different, but the familiar feeling, the unconditional trust in him, especially the deep glance he gave when Gan Le turned around and left just now, Yan Sui is indeed fortunate that he once lived with two people in two places. I have seen it.

There was no sound from the system, and the lights of cars passing by outside the window flashed on the ceiling from time to time. The more she thought about it, the more irritable Yan Sui pulled the quilt to cover her chin, and she closed her eyes and fell asleep under the warm quilt.

However, in the confusion of consciousness, Gan Leguo's half-length figure flashed past, Yan Sui turned over, and couldn't help but slurred.

Stupid kid, didn't you burn a lot, why don't you know how to buy yourself a dress?

"What's going on, why is our handsome boy so worried?"

Luo Jing came back slowly from the outside with a cigarette in her hand. As soon as she came in, she saw the long-armed and long-legged boy curled up on the sofa she usually sat on, with her hands on her knees and her head buried in her arms. His eyes blinked at himself.

Muttering in her mouth, the woman in the red dress walked over with a distressed expression on her face, stretched out her hand holding a cigarette to pick up Gan Le's chin, and spoke in a regretful tone.

"Come on, tell my sister, don't waste our beautiful face."

As usual, Luo Jing, who looked at faces first, winked at Willy next to him. The tall, black man snorted, but obediently stood up to make way for him.

But no matter what Luo Jing who was sitting next to him said, the curled up person remained silent, as if there was a black cloud that was about to solidify above his head, covering his whole body, the rain fell, and the curled up person was wet and pitiful Xi.

"Sister Luo, Xiao Gan came back last night and has been like this for almost a day."

"I heard from Brother Wei that he was still excited when he went out yesterday, and he didn't know how he came back like this."

Miao Sike quietly leaned to Luo Jing's side and whispered, hesitating for a while and then added another sentence.

"I think it has something to do with his sweetheart?"

After puffing out the smoke ring, the white cigarette butt was stained with red lipstick, Luo Jing glanced at Willy who was pretending to look at the scenery, and watched Gan Le wrinkle his face, which was very suitable for her, like that, deeply I can't bear to feel wasted.

"Tell me, other sisters can't help you, but I talk a lot about love."

"Cheating, cold violence, mental derailment? Or is it not yours to have a child?"

Gan Le seemed to be very conflicted. Seeing Luo Jing's effortless appearance in the smog, and seeing the encouraging and caring eyes of Muse next to him, he struggled a lot, and finally turned around to face them , Confided to them the troubles that he had been holding back for a day.

"Yesterday, he recognized me..."

Although the "he" in Gan Le's mouth did not say clearly, all the ghosts present knew who it was.

"...he asked me if I was doing well, and if I was in pain..."

"and then?"

So far there is no obvious conflict point, even the other party is quite concerned about Gan Le, but Gan Le looks extremely embarrassed.Seeing his hesitation, Muse couldn't help urging to continue.

"But before that, I just broke into his bathroom, and for some reason my shirt was missing, and after I went in, I called him wife."

"Then the lights came on and I ran away..."

"..."

Speechless, simply speechless, the three ghosts at the scene thought in unison.

As if he knew what he was doing was a little out of his head, Gan Le looked at the three ghosts who were silent in front of him, who could be regarded as ghost friends, and shrank back to the corner of the sofa in shame and indignation.

"What are you shrinking from? Isn't it just a half-hearted confession and a little haste to leave? It's no big deal."

Taking a deep breath between the cigarettes, Luo Jing calmed down and said calmly.If it is said that she was just watching the fun before, but when she found out that this brother is really a solid-eyed one, she was too embarrassed to bully him. Sometimes, like now, she stretched out her hand and patted Gan Le's shoulder, straightening his Back, the old god is on the ground to comfort.

"Now it's popular for young people like you to hit the straight ball, go straight to the A, and break his heart by surprise."

"I've got my heart, is it still far from cuddling and making a child?"

Gan Le, who had never been in a relationship before, heard the people around her say this, and slowly revealed her eyes from her arms, and looked at Luo Jing foolishly for confirmation again.

Are you sure he doesn't think I'm a pervert?

Sure, take it easy.

Luo Jing nodded expressionlessly, although she herself felt that what this kid did was a little perverted.

The inexperienced rookie finally let go of the entanglement about what kind of image he is in the heart of his sweetheart after being affirmed by the senior boss, as if experiencing the joy of emotional counseling, Gan Le held back for a while, and saw the cigarette in Luo Jing's hand Almost finished, I hurriedly asked another one.

"Will he look down on me, he is so good, I don't think I am worthy of him."

Luo Jing, who wanted to finish smoking quietly, shook her fingertips, and the ashes fell lightly on the armrest of the sofa. She thought the matter had been settled, but now she heard Gan Le's words full of inferiority, and she sighed helplessly.

"Silly brother, just because he didn't care about you turning into a ghost, broke into his bathroom with half body to call his wife, and even asked you how you are doing in turn, he is very tolerant of you."

"Believe me, sister, he's very tolerant of you. Even if he's not interested in you now, if you chase after him, try it out, and he will definitely lie in bed with you in the end."

After smoking a cigarette completely, Luo Jing patted Gan Le's shoulder and stood up. Seeing that he was still in the absolute picture she said, she stroked the hem of her newly bought soft long skirt, stood upright and walked on high heels. Walk.

Miao Sike watched the slender figure disappear at the door, and exchanged a glance with Willy who was beside him. The two emotional rookies who had been single for many years gave a thumbs up, their eyes full of admiration.

Compared with some kind of spiritual wife, she deserves to be Sister Luo who has hidden merits and fame.

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