[Transmigration Book] His white moonlight became an assist

Coming out of the coffee shop, as soon as he walked to his car, Qiao Shumu saw a car next to him that was taller than the normal model completely blocking his car.

He unceremoniously opened the door of that car and sat on the co-pilot.

As soon as he sat on it, he was pulled over by the person in the driver's seat, gagged without any explanation, and ruthlessly frivolous.

Qiao Shumu bit his lips hard, pushed him away, and licked the corner of his bitten mouth with the tip of his tongue: "You want to bite me to death, don't you?"

The man was not angry when he was bitten, and quickly got into his clothes with one hand: "I even asked you to meet your lover privately, why don't you give me some sweets?"

"It's not my lover." Qiao Shumu took the ring off his finger and threw it into the tissue box. "I'll return it to you when it's used up."

"Throw it away when you're done using it, what's wrong with it?" The guy said a word, but he didn't have any intention of picking up the ring back, and only pinched him a few times on his waist as punishment.

"When did you shave your stubble?"

Qiao Shumu reached out and pushed his face away, feeling extremely disgusted.

"You can't stand just your thin skin and tender flesh!" Although the person in the driver's seat was not happy, he quickly compromised, "Go back and shave me, I'm too lazy to do it."

Qiao Shumu took his hands away from his body in disgust: "Go back and drive."

The car passed by the door of the coffee shop again, and Qiao Shumu silently watched the figure coming out of it, not noticing the gaze of the people next to him.

The exhaustion on his face after he came out was obvious. Du Yi glanced at the direction he was looking in displeasure, and said coldly: "I don't regret breaking up the two of you at the beginning. If you didn't separate, he wouldn't have a chance now. Although The one who believes in Qi is not a good thing, but what right does he have to blame you?"

Qiao Shumu frowned when he heard this: "Why are you complaining for me?"

"I'm not complaining for you, but I just can't bear to see you breaking up with him and still caring about his crap, and having your scar exposed by that boyfriend."

"Have you uncovered fewer scars?"

Du Yi snorted, disapproving: "I did that on purpose to get you to break up completely. You broke up when I met you, so what's the problem if I let him stop pestering you?"

"So you have to call him and let him hear how I was slept by you? Make him feel disgusted when he sees me all his life?"

When he said these words, Qiao Shumu's tone was still as lazy and slow as usual, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

He just glanced at Du Yi lightly, which made him feel the invisible pressure.

"Don't talk about it, you won't be happy if you talk about it," Du Yi promptly gave up this topic that would only lead to war, and asked in a relaxed tone, "What do you want to eat tonight, let me make it for you?"

As for Cheng Yourang, he handed the white dumplings to Ms. Tang on Saturday, and came to school on Sunday.

He blocked Qi Chi, and he didn't see him coming to find him, so he probably hasn't come back yet.

Originally, he planned to leave with his classmates to take a group photo, but he was stopped by someone to take a group photo.

Just after filming with the class monitor, Cheng Yourang was stunned to hear him impromptu expressing a parting essay, and he didn't dare to think about leaving early.

Not long after filming, the squad leader was called away, and Zhang Jing walked up to him.

Cheng Yourang looked at him puzzled, since last time he gave himself a notebook inexplicably and he returned it, even if they were in the same office, they had no contact except for necessary work.

"Should we take a picture together?"

Some students over there have already raised their cameras and pointed them at them.

Cheng Yourang glanced at the enthusiastic classmate in front of him, sighed secretly, and stood in front of the camera with him, knowing that the classmate who helped take pictures over there gave them an OK gesture.

Zhang Jing first thanked the classmate who helped to take pictures, and then followed him.

"The filming is over, is there anything else?"

"We were best friends before, listen to me a few more words, I won't pester you any more before."

After he finished speaking, Cheng Yourang didn't say anything, but he didn't walk away immediately either.

"My parents divorced when I was young. My mother was stimulated by seeing my dad and uncle...in bed together, and she has been mentally unstable since then."

This person, he told his former good friend about his painful experience, but there was no sadness in his eyes, and the eyes that fell on him were full of nostalgia and tenderness.

"My mother heard that homosexuality is hereditary. She hated herself for being a monster, hated my dad and hated me. I tried my best to prove to her that I am not, that I am no different from most other men."

Cheng Yourang glanced at him suddenly, then quickly looked away, as if he had already guessed what he was going to say.

"If it wasn't for my refusal to recognize myself and living in false self-comfort, wouldn't we...have a relationship that people yearn for?"

In the distance, there are many students wearing black academic uniforms taking pictures, some are roommates in small groups, and there are also couples holding hands tightly.

Some people say that life is divided into stages, you will meet different people in the same stage, and most of them cannot accompany you to the end.

Therefore, the sadness of parting comes more from the reluctance to those around you who are about to withdraw from your life.

"Maybe."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Yourang silently added in his heart: "He will be very happy."

The words recorded in that notebook silently declared the boy's heartfelt love.

He poured his love into the moonlight and fell on the faces of those he loved.

Many times afterwards, Cheng Yourang would wonder why the original owner, who was clearly the same as a piece of paper, would agree to ask his own Qi Chi in a bar.

It wasn't until I saw the notebook that I finally got the answer.

It may be that the prairie fire in the young man's heart was extinguished, the flowers bloomed and failed, and no grass grew ever since.

"But I'm not wrong. Why should one person's pain be transferred to the people around him?"

Zhang Jing's eyes always fell on him.But his eyes were occupied by other things, and he would never respond to his heart.

He recalled that when he entered the dormitory for the first time as a freshman, a good-looking boy stood against the light, and when he saw him walk in, he raised his head and showed a bright smile.

Later, they went to class together, ate together, ran in the morning together, and went to the library to grab seats together.

That year, he always walked by his side, and his eyes were always full of joy and tenderness.

But later, he was the one who hid his intentions, he was the one who was aggressive, he was the one who pushed this friendship into the abyss, and he was the one who extinguished the budding love with his own hands.

"sorry!"

"If you have already decided which path to choose, stick to it, no one will wait for you to waver."

"Okay," Zhang Jing pursed his lips and smiled, "How are you and your boyfriend, isn't he here today?"

Cheng Yourang's eyes fell in the distance, and he said calmly, "He's on a business trip."

"No wonder I haven't seen him come to pick you up recently."

After these words, both of them realized something was wrong and fell silent.

In the awkward atmosphere, a burst of cell phone ringing broke the calm, Cheng Yourang took out the cell phone and glanced at it, hesitated for a few seconds before connecting.

As soon as the connection was made, Xiao He over there said anxiously, "Brother Cheng, is Brother Qi with you?"

Xiao He almost never contacted him.He only listened to Qi Chi's orders, and occasionally sent some things home.

The sudden phone call made Cheng Yourang flustered for no reason, and he also became nervous: "Isn't he on a business trip?"

"Originally we planned to fly back this afternoon. But Brother Qi said that you want to take graduation photos today and want to come back early. I can't find him now, and I'm afraid he has already left."

Cheng Yourang didn't speak, obviously he didn't say anything, but he felt a heart in his throat.

"I just saw that there was an accident on the first flight back home this morning," Xiao He's tone was already filled with tears, "You said brother wouldn't go back to find you on that flight, right?"