[Transmigration Book] His white moonlight became an assist

The young man in white short-sleeved jeans was carrying a bag and shook his hand at the person standing not far away: "Yourang, I'm leaving! Next time you come to my place, I'll take you to play!"

Cheng Yourang, who looked like a student, also waved back: "Okay, I'll tell you before I go!"

The two looked at each other and smiled again. The young man with the backpack got on the bus and disappeared from sight.

Cheng Yourang stood where he was and watched the car drive away, and finally left when he was completely out of sight.

This is the first time since he went to college that a former friend came to see him.Maybe it's because his personality became more and more withdrawn after junior high school, and he didn't make many friends. The only ones who can talk together now are the buddies who hooked up with each other in junior high school.

At that time, none of them were well-behaved children who studied hard. Later, he was the only one who encountered family accidents and re-invested in his studies, and his grades gradually improved.

And although the rest of them listened to his advice and stopped causing trouble in school, their grades didn't improve much.

After so many years, among the former group of friends, some have already joined the work, and some have barely entered a university. Only Cheng Yourang deviated from the organization and was admitted to a prestigious university.

Although they sometimes lament their fate and their own misfortune, they have never been jealous or alienated from him. Instead, they are worried that he will not have a source of income if he does not work, and often secretly transfer money to him.

Although they said they would go to each other's place to play when they had time, they both knew in their hearts that that day was far away.

No one is a big idler. Although they all live in the same place, they can only meet each other during the Chinese New Year.Even talking about going to someone's place to play for a few days is basically a wonderful fantasy, and it is impossible to realize it.

Because none of them has made a name for themselves and can't afford to enjoy life with money.

Cheng Yourang was surprised that someone would come to see him this time.I wanted to take him to the local scenic spots with the money I earned from part-time jobs, but instead of spending a penny, he was stuffed with hundreds of dollars.

It was only after he returned to the dormitory that he realized that there were hundreds of dollars in his bag. When he saw the money, he, a big man who was used to pretending, couldn't help but secretly shed a few tears.

He originally thought that the next meeting would be the next Spring Festival, but he didn't expect it to be just one month later.

He sat across from him, dusty.

The young man who went to school to see him before lost weight, and was a little surprised to see him come.

"Yourang, why are you here? Is school on holiday?"

Cheng Yourang remained silent for a long time, and finally couldn't stand his staring gaze, and finally said, "I'm here on leave."

The other party was a little surprised when he heard what he said, but suppressed the surprise, and smiled in a relaxed tone: "You have to study hard, and we can count on you. When you took the high school entrance examination, you were the top student in the city. A few, and later went to the best university, you are really the biggest bully that we people have ever boasted to others."

Cheng Yourang ignored his jokes, stared at him with red eyes, and growled, "Why are you doing this?"

The young man's eyes fell on him calmly: "I was confused for a while, don't blame me."

Hearing what he said, Cheng Yourang stood up angrily, and slammed his palm on the table: "Are you fucking crazy? You are going to do something wrong if you get confused for a moment. Why didn't I beat you to death when you were in junior high school together?" ?”

He was so emotional that someone next to him came to persuade him to sit down.

He slowly adjusted his emotions, his eyes were lifeless: "You came last month..."

"Yeah, I said last month that we haven't seen each other for more than half a year. When you come back to celebrate the New Year, let's get together and see if you drink better." Cheng Yourang was interrupted before he finished speaking, and he apologized He smiled at him, "Looks like I'm going to break my promise, you can just drink my share this Chinese New Year."

Cheng Yourang looked at him, but didn't speak.

"Young Rang, if you have nothing to do here, go back to school early. Don't you college students still have to go to class every day? You are the most loyal and smartest. We can wait to see you make a lot of money in the future."

Cheng Yourang felt that she could only see his mouth opening and closing, but could hear the voice but didn't know what he said at all.

......

Pulling away from the memory, Cheng You let his body tremble, looked around, and realized that he had already arrived downstairs in the company.

Seeing his complexion, Qi Chi asked with concern: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

He shook his head and pushed his hand away from his arm: "No, I'll go first when I get there."

Before he pushed open the car door, Qi Chi hurriedly called to him: "I'll pick you up at night."

"I can't refuse."

Cheng Yourang said coldly.

It has been almost a week since Qi Chi went to his house for dinner last time.This week, no matter whether he agrees or not, Qi Chi will always come to pick him up and drop him off from get off work.

Anyway, Qi Chi wasn't embarrassed at all, and then asked, "Are you on vacation this weekend?"

"I don't know. I haven't notified you yet. You can ask Qiao Shumu. He should know better."

The Lantern Festival is also a holiday, so there should be a rest this weekend.He was telling the truth, and he really didn't give notice.

"Wait until you notify me."

Qi Chi leaned over and quickly kissed him on the cheek: "See you tonight."

Too lazy to talk to him, Cheng Yourang opened the door and got out of the car.

He usually doesn't come early, so it's quite satisfactory.When I just walked to the door of the office, I saw Zhang Jing standing next to the coffee machine.

The two of them usually don't communicate much, but Cheng Yourang nodded politely when they passed by him.

"Who sent you here?"

Zhang Jing took half a step to the side, stood in front of him, and asked in a low voice.

Cheng Yourang wondered if he saw something again.Then the image of himself in him is really colorful.

"Boyfriend, what's the matter?"

Zhang Jing stared, and tried his best to suppress the anger: "Is it the man who went to open a room with you on the monitor's birthday?"

"nothing dealing with you."

"It has nothing to do with me?" Zhang Jing teased, "How do I know that our three good students are messing up like this in private?"

Based on the original owner's previous grades, he should be able to bear the honor of being a three-good student, but Cheng Yourang could tell that he was sarcastic, so he lowered his face: "My boyfriend and I are in a normal relationship, so why should I report to you in advance? "

"Anyone who randomly finds a room in a bar can be your boyfriend? It seems that your criteria for choosing friends are really not very good."

In fact, it can be seen that Cheng Yourang has never wanted to talk to him about things related to himself.But Zhang Jing suddenly realized that after he finished speaking, anger appeared on his face, and he even stretched out his hand to pull him aside.

Cheng Yourang, who pulled him to the corner, took a look at the door. It was approaching work time, and there were more and more people coming in and out of the door. He didn't want to be the focus of everyone.

After realizing that no one was paying attention to their side, Cheng Yourang took a deep breath, and opened his mouth to say a long series: "My boyfriend is the one I like. It's not up to you to judge. And to criticize someone I don't know , you still claim to be high-quality? If you just left school and don’t know how to behave in the world, you should talk less and watch more. Do you really think that if you have the aura of a famous school, you will be a top person? Which one here is not more experienced than you? What is there? So proud?"

Zhang Jing looked at him, moved his mouth and didn't think of how to refute.

Cheng Yourang didn't wait for his reaction, and added another sentence: "Don't always look at everyone self-righteously, how do you know if he doesn't care what he looks like to you at all, I never live according to your assumptions about me. "

After he finished speaking, he left, not wanting anyone to see them here.

Standing where he was, Zhang Jing saw that he had reached the door and was greeting someone.He slowly tightened his fists, and it seemed that he had just realized that he had given him a lot of training.