After dressing as a villain, I'm with the paranoid male protagonist.

pain.

The lungs seemed to be burning like fire, and I couldn't breathe at all.

His body seemed to be thrown into the water, and the water flowing from all directions surrounded him.

The composure engraved in his bones made him calm down immediately.

No longer struggling in vain in the water, the body slowly floated on the water.

He Nanlou tried his best to open his eyes, trying to see the situation around him clearly.

What catches the eye is a piece of floating - algae?

It seemed that someone swam towards him and hugged him around his neck involuntarily.

He Nanlou frowned.

His body was dragged ashore, his back rubbed heavily against the hard ground, and he was thrown to the ashore.

Someone was pressing on the outside of his chest, and the way of pressing was not in compliance with the regulations, which made his ribs ache.

"He, he must be dead, right? Why didn't he respond at all?"

"Don't talk nonsense, he's still breathing."

"Then you want to kiss him like on TV? But on TV, it seems that the male protagonist does it to the female protagonist. He is not a girl."

"That's not a kiss, it's artificial respiration. Don't talk yet..."

"You really want to kiss him?"

The lungs protruded and injected fresh oxygen, which relieved the burning pain in his lungs. He Nanlou was finally able to cough and spit out several mouthfuls of water in succession.

With a fishy smell in his mouth, He Nanlou frowned even deeper.

"Oh my god! The TV series is actually real!!! Kiss really works!"

The boy's voice was bluffing, and another clearer voice explained in a good-tempered manner: "It's not a kiss, it's artificial respiration, and it's based on medical science. The principle is..."

Too noisy.

He Nanlou opened his eyes dissatisfied, and a young but familiar face appeared in his eyes.

"patter—"

The wet clothes were wrung in a circle, dripping water dripping down.

The boy was shirtless, glanced at him, then put back the clothes he had wrung out casually, "He's awake, let's go."

"Ah? Let's go now? At least talk to him about a condition or something. You just saved him, at least let him promise not to bully you again in school? If he doesn't agree, we'll push him away again." In the water."

"What do you mean again? You can easily make him mistakenly think that we pushed him down."

"Isn't it? He fell into the water, and it's not that he lost his memory. It's his own fault. He tried to push you into the water, but he didn't stand firm. He fell by himself. Hey, He Nanlou, you can't be so kind and revenge ah."

"I'm going back."

"Going back to cook for your father, stepmother, and your younger brothers and sisters?"

"I'm hungry myself."

The boy picked up the schoolbag on the ground.

The implication is that even if he doesn't cook for his parents and younger siblings, he still has to cook, and the cooking is not all just because the family is waiting for him to cook, he also wants to eat.

He didn't pick it up, because a hand was also grabbing his schoolbag.

"Hey! He Nanlou, don't you really want revenge?!"

The boy also looked nervous.

He doesn't regret saving people, but if he even risked his life to save people, this person still has trouble with him, more or less he feels a little uncomfortable.

He Nanlou's voice was hoarse, he read out the name that had been with him for nearly a century, "Qiao Annian."

"Cough cough cough..."

The aftereffect of choking on water made He Nanlou open his mouth, feeling as if someone had stuffed a handful of sand into it, making it painful.

"Hmm... are you okay?"

Qiao Annian hesitated for a moment, and patted the back of He Nanlou who had been rescued by him, "Forget it, you better stop talking."

He Nanlou clasped the boy's wrist, his eyes stared at the immature face in front of him without blinking, and the tails of his eyes were red.

"Xiao Lou, you really think it over. Once you connect your brainwaves to An Nian's, you will be able to successfully enter his subconscious, because his life... is coming to an end. Let's not talk about our experiment Can it be successful or not? Even if it is successful, I can only receive your brainwaves. If you are in danger in that world, there is nothing I can do.

Moreover, even if we have done tens of thousands of calculations for this, because there is no actual practice to support it, it is hard to say whether we have successfully edited his subconscious memory, whether you can successfully enter An Nian's subconscious .

As soon as the experiment has any deviation, there is a good chance that you will disappear.This kind of disappearance does not refer to simply you disappearing in his world, but...you will be directly declared brain dead, do you understand? "

"Ah."

"'Huh'? I said so much, you only have one 'huh', and there is a risk of brain death, do you understand?!!! No, the initiator of this experiment is you, so you You must have understood."

"There is also a possibility of success. I will grow old with him in his subconscious, just like this life."

"Since you know that An Nian is normal aging, why do you have to use this method... You know that the longer the brain wave is connected, the greater the damage to your brain. And people subconsciously The flow of time is definitely different from reality. Even if we edited his subconscious and finally chose a relatively safe world, but because we have never done related experiments before, none of us know whether this experiment will It will work, I don't even know if your body can last until then—"

"It doesn't matter. Then let me sleep with him forever."

"You fucking! Back then, I shouldn't have allowed you to conduct this experiment!"

"Gu Jin, you're swearing."

"Fuck you!"

Thinking of the possibility that the old friend would never be able to wake up again, and this conversation would become the last conversation between the two of them, Gu Jin felt unwilling, gritted his teeth, and said, "If everything is fine for you in that world, I hope you still You can remember me as an old friend. You fucking remember it! Even if I can't go to that world with you, you must not forget me! Did you hear that, He Nanlou?"

"Gu Jin, thank you."

"Thank you... thank you ass."

That was the last conversation he had with Gu Jin in the lab before he decided to do this experiment.

Before his body lost consciousness, Gu Jin gave him a hug.

It's farewell.

...

Regarding his choice, He Nanlou did not regret it.

Even if the experiment didn't succeed, he didn't have any regrets because of the brain wave disorder directly caused by the failure of the experiment, which endangered his life.

He Nanlou stared greedily at the familiar face in front of him.

The test was successful.

He successfully reached Qiao Annian's subconscious mind.

"Hey! Let go, let go!" Lin Jiajia reached out to break He Nanlou's hand holding Qiao Annian's wrist.

He Nanlou glanced at the other party, Lin Jiajia was inexplicably startled, and sternly shouted at the person: "Let go of An Nian."

He Nanlou's eyes fell on the wrist he was holding.

The hand was thinner than he remembered.

He Nanlou's eyes moved away from this wrist, and fell on Qiao Annian's too thin face.

How old is Qiao Annian in front of him?

Joan pursed her lips, "Yesterday's ten yuan is really all my money. I'm not lying, and I can't afford any other money. It's getting dark and I have to go home. Can you ...let go of me first?"

"What? You, the money your dad gave you to buy cigarettes was taken away by this guy? Then why didn't you tell the truth when your dad took the belt to smoke last night? If you told the truth, maybe your dad -"

"Jia Jia!"

Qiao Annian called out Lin Jiajia's name, pursed her lips that were blue from the cold, "Stop talking."

September in Jiangcheng is still very hot, and the sun is also very hot, but after wearing wet clothes for a long time, it is still very cold.

Especially now that it was evening and the wind blowing by the river made it even colder.

Lin Jiajia closed her mouth.

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys have the strongest self-esteem, and Qiao Annian is no exception.

Especially, in front of the person who bullied him, being known by the other party and being beaten by his father because of this made him even more humiliated and embarrassed.

Qiao Annian forcefully pulled his hand out of He Nanlou's.

The other party held it too hard, and for a while, he couldn't pull it out of the other party's hand.

Joannian frowned slightly.

"I'll take you back."

Qiao Annian's eyes suddenly widened.

He Nanlou stood up from the ground with Qiao Annian's strength, and he held Qiao Annian's schoolbag in his hand.

"You, what do you want?"

Lin Jiajia stared at He Nanlou warily.

He Nanlou didn't go to see Lin Jiajia, he said to Qiao Annian, "My clothes are wet."

Without the experience of growing up together, the boy in front of him has no tacit understanding with him.

But seeing the young man with his mouth slightly open, his eyes were dazed.

He Nanlou's heart constricted.

There was no wound, but it hurt like a knife gouging out.

Entering this subconscious world was the result of careful screening between him and Gu Jin.

He couldn't choose to go back to the world where they knew, loved, and stayed together after Joannian passed through the book, because in the original world, he was bound to leave too deep traces in Annian's subconscious.

Therefore, he could only choose An Nian's subconscious mind before Chuanshu to edit his memory.

After screening and editing tens of thousands of subconscious memory images that have been seen, the memory of An Nian's 16-year-old was finally locked.

Because, only the memory of the year when they were 16 years old is the vaguest and most convenient for them to write, so it will not be automatically corrected by An Nian's brain.

What he and Gu Jin chose was the memory of a transfer student who transferred to their class when An Nian was 16 years old to write the memory.

The transfer student quickly transferred away, and An Nian didn't have a deep memory of him, so he was one of the most suitable candidates for writing after they screened.

He programmed his personal information into the role of the transfer student.

Therefore, in Qiao Annian's subconscious mind, they directly called him by his name, not the name of the transfer student.

Writing subconscious memories is too difficult, so he can only edit the simplest personal identity, and he has no way to edit other entanglements involving other characters, because the brain will automatically correct the deviation.

The subconscious imaging information is very scattered and fragmented, so He Nanlou just deduced from Qiao Annian and another teenager named Lin Jiajia just now that the original body had bullied Qiao Annian.

It's more like a reincarnation...

They have all been hurt and bullied before they came to each other's world.

...

"Take me back and change into clean clothes, or I'll tell the teacher tomorrow that you all pushed me into the river together."

He Nanlou knew very well that under such circumstances, if he suddenly showed concern for Qiao Annian, the other party would never believe him, nor would he take him back.

Threats, as despicable as they are, are often the most effective.

"Hey! Are you going too far?"

Lin Jiajia reached out to push He Nanlou, but He Nanlou dodged it.

With his schoolbag in his hand, he said to Qiao Annian in a low voice: "Oh, that's right. If you don't take me back, don't even want to go back with your schoolbag."

Qiao Annian glared at him angrily.

At this time, Qiao Annian hadn't been tossed around in one part-time job and cheap rental house after another, hadn't been bent by life once and for all, hadn't broken out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, and wouldn't be in every time. When the storm hits, you can face it open-mindedly.

Therefore, on his face at this moment, there will be the most direct and vivid emotional expression of a 16-year-old boy in the face of bullying.

It turned out that Qiao Annian, who was really 16 years old, was like this.

He Nanlou: "Let's go."

He Nanlou turned around and took the lead.

He Nanlou was sure that as long as it was the Qiao Annian he knew, he would definitely follow with his schoolbag in his hand.

The setting sun elongated, and the shadow of the boy walking behind him.

"Annian, do you really want him to go back with you..."

"Then what should I do? My schoolbag is still in his hand."

"Let's grab it."

The young man was worried: "Then what if he throws his schoolbag into the river in a fit of anger?"

He Nanlou: "..."

Sure enough, Qiao Annian in the two lives... has a crazy obsession with learning.

...

In the twilight of Sihe, an old bungalow lies quietly in the dusk.

In the room, there were faint cries of children and sharp female yelling.

By the river, Qiao Annian was in a hurry to go home.

Now, hearing the sharp shouting and cursing from inside the house, Qiao Annian's face paled slightly, and his steps seemed to be heavy——

His stepmother is back from work!

"Annian, how about I go back with you?"

Lin Jiajia and Qiao Annian's house were just a few buildings away, and he knew exactly what was going on at Qiao Annian's house.

As long as his stepmother was at home, An Nian was almost always scolded. When he got home this time, it was almost dark... His stepmother might not let An Nian go.

"It's okay, no need."

"But……"

"Didn't Aunt Li just say that your mother is looking for you like crazy. You should go back quickly, or your ass will suffer again."

"Lin Jiajia!!!"

Hearing the fucking loud voice, Lin Jiajia trembled, "Then I'll go back first! If your stepmother beats you really hard, you can run to my house! Don't just stand there and be beaten, you know?"

Qiao Annian pursed her lips: "Yes."

Lin Jiajia ran home with her schoolbag in her arms.

I don't know if I heard the conversation between Qiao Annian and Lin Jiajia at the door, and a figure rushed out of the room——

"Okay! Qiao Annian! You still know how to go home? I thought you died outside! Why, after playing enough, I finally remembered that I still have a home, and you know you're coming back, right?"

"You've got a lot of skills! You all know that the scholar is coming back late, right? Since you are so capable now, don't come back!"

"What's the use of raising you so big? I only know that I'm playing wildly outside alone! Your sister is hungry and her voice is hoarse from crying, do you know that? And your brother, fighting with others. One by one, there is no one." Let me worry! I owed you in my previous life, and owed your old Qiao's family, right?"

The temple was poked hard by the hard index finger, Qiao Annian's back was slightly bent, his head was lowered, and he suffered in silence.

His experience since he was a child told him that if he resisted at this time, he would only be beaten more severely.

When the stepmother's anger passes, he just needs to cook the meal before his father comes back from work.

...

"Who are you! Let go! Do you hear me? You bastard!"

Joannian looked up suddenly.

Because I came back late, I was so nervous that I forgot... This person also came back with me.

Qiao Annian looked in astonishment at the boy who was half a head taller than him, firmly grasping the hand of his stepmother Luo Juan. There was no joy in his eyes, only deeper fear and... embarrassment.

It used to be like this...

No matter who stood up for him, when the other party left, he would be beaten even more severely.

What Qiao Annian couldn't figure out was why this new transfer student stood up for him?

Is it because he just saved him?

But... the other party threatened him with his schoolbag and wanted to take him back to change clothes.

"Okay! You little bastard, you hired a helper today, right? Let me tell you, how dare you not come back so late today..."

The stepmother's sharp voice drew Qiao Annian back to the farce in front of her again.

He Nanlou: "Try to curse again."

The boy's voice was cold, and his eyes were cold. In addition, although the other party looked young, he was tall, so he didn't dare to bully him.

But Luo Juan is not a vegetarian after all.

"What's wrong with me just scolding? He's my son, so I can scold as much as I like! What? Does my mother need the consent of you, a bitch, to discipline her son?"

"You give up on my old lady! The dog took the mouse and meddled in our house! Qiao Annian, you are dead! You just watch this bastard bullying your old lady, right?"

"Just like your father, you bastard!"

Qiao Annian was embarrassed and desperate.

He wished he could shrink himself, it would be best to shrink to the size of a small stone in front of his house, and then shrink to become dust in the air, so that no one can see him...

"Ouch!!!"

He Nanlou doesn't beat women, but it doesn't mean that he can't cure Luo Juan.

When Luo Juan rushed over, he deliberately let go of his hand. Luo Juan rushed too hard and fell to the ground all of a sudden.

This burly woman sat directly on the ground, patted her thigh, "Folks! Come and judge! You come here quickly, come and take a look! Look, since I married into the old Qiao's family, when will I It's not about serving the three children of Old Qiao's family.

I didn't expect the children to remember my kindness, but I never expected that it's okay for this child to be ungrateful. He played crazy outside for a day today, and even invited helpers to go home to deal with me.I have been raising it for so many years, and I have raised such a white-eyed wolf!I am sad! ! !Folks, you have to judge me! "

He Nanlou has met many men and women in his life.

But he has never met Luo Juan.

Playful, tough, and turning black and white, this person doesn't seem to have any sense of shame.

At this time, it is time for dinner.

Everyone is either cooking or has just come back from work.

When Luo Juan yelled, everyone in the neighborhood ran out to watch the commotion.

Qiao Annian's face was hot.

He thought that he was used to losing face, but it turned out that he still felt uncomfortable.

"He didn't come home late. I fell into the river and he rescued me. My house is far away, so he invited me to come and change into clean clothes. As for the helpers? Do you think it's because of his old sneakers or His school uniform doesn't fit the size, can he afford me to help him? As for the white-eyed wolf..."

He Nanlou sneered coldly, "A student in the third grade of junior high school is out of school, and he is only thinking about cooking for his family. If this is considered a white sheep wolf, I would like to ask for advice. The stepson just came home and beat him up. Stepmother, what is it?"

Since Luo Juan was married into the old Qiao's family, how the eldest son of the Qiao family has been doing all these years, everyone has eyes, so naturally they can see.

Everyone didn't make such a move because they knew that Xiao Qiao's life would only be more difficult if she got ahead.

Today, the young man they didn't know came out. Everyone didn't say much because of Qiao Annian, but there were always some people talking about it in a low voice, and some women directly said that Luo Juan was wrong.

If it was someone else, she might feel ashamed, but Luo Juan is not an ordinary person after all.

Seeing that his accusation against Qiao Annian just now didn't work, the villagers even complained about her.

She burst into tears immediately, "Wow! My life is miserable!! Why is my life so miserable!"

The sun gradually fell over the mountains.

Without the sun, wearing wet clothes on the body is like wearing a cold shirt.

Qiao Annian felt that he was like an ice sculpture, his ears were no longer red, and he was becoming numb both physically and emotionally.

He Nanlou grabbed Qiao Annian's wrist, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Come back with me, and I'll return your schoolbag."

It was impossible for Qiao Annian to go back with a transfer student whom he hadn't said a few words at all.

"I have stayed abroad for a while, my English listening is very good, I can teach you."

He Nanlou deliberately added, "As a reward for saving me today."

...

Qiao Annian followed the transfer student in front of him for only one street.

He regretted it.

Even if he was afraid that his father would beat him with his stepmother when he came back, he shouldn't rush home with this classmate He.

He doesn't know what his new classmate's family does, and at this point, it is very likely that the other party's parents have already prepared meals and are waiting for him to go back.

It was too reckless for him to visit someone's house in wet clothes...

Qiao Annian wanted to go back.

Of course, his stepmother must be angry now, and it's not easy for him to go back, but he can go to Jiajia's place temporarily...

But his schoolbag is still in his hands.

Qiao Annian had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to follow behind.

Qiao Annian heard from the other party that his home was far away, so he followed the other party for two streets. After turning into a small alley, he saw the other party opening the door with a key——

Classmate He's house is not far from the small river.

Even closer than his home.

Qiao Annian stepped back.

"My parents are divorced, and they each have a new life, and I live here alone."

Joannian's footsteps stopped.

His eyes were slightly surprised. Are classmate He's parents also divorced?

He Nanlou also gradually obtained the identity information of his current character.

Including the memory of this house.

This transfer student's economic conditions are obviously good, at least, this room is quite spacious.

...

The home of this classmate He...

so beautiful.

Qiao Annian is not a person who is easily surprised, but when he saw the furnishings in this classmate He's home, he was still too shocked to speak.

Qiao Annian's toes curled up in the shoes that didn't fit her size became more and more cramped.

"I am still……"

He Nanlou opened the shoe cabinet, took a pair of slippers for Qiao Annian, bent down habitually, and started to take off his shoes.

He Nanlou's hand barely touched Qiao Annian's ankle, and Qiao Annian, a frightened little animal, took a step back.

He Nanlou stood up and said indifferently, "Your shoes are too dirty, they will stain my carpet."

Qiao Annian stopped in embarrassment, staring at the schoolbag that He Nanlou put behind him: "Can you return the schoolbag to me now?"

"Take off your shoes and follow."

Instead of returning the schoolbag, He Nanlou went upstairs with the schoolbag.

Qiao Annian had no other choice.

Barefoot, stepping on the soft carpet, holding on to the railing of the stairs, as he walked up the stairs step by step, Joannian had the illusion that he was in the clouds.

The carpet in Classmate He's house is too soft, even the stairs look so beautiful...

He Nanlou took out a set of clothes from the closet and handed it to Qiao Annian who came in behind him; "The bathroom is outside the room, you go take a shower first and change your clothes."

Qiao Annian's eyes showed hesitation, Classmate He's clothes looked expensive...

"I'm going downstairs to wash."

Hey, hey?

As soon as He Nanlou put the clothes in Qiao Annian's hands, he took his own clothes from the cabinet and went downstairs.

Qiao Annian was holding the clothes, at a loss.

...

it's too cold!

In the end, Qiao Annian couldn't resist the temptation of clean clothes.

Rubbing his arms together, he went to the bathroom outside the room.

Qiao Annian touched the shower in the bathroom...

He had only seen this kind of shower at his uncle's house.

There are hot and cold signs on the faucet switch.

After Qiao Annian put the change of clothes on the hanger, he tried to unscrew the shower.

The warm shower, like rain, drenched his body.

so comfy!

Qiao Annian, who had to boil water with a kettle every time, closed his eyes comfortably.

Strange how it got colder and colder after washing, Qiao Annian realized that he even forgot to take off his clothes.

Qiao Annian laughed at himself being stupid.

He started to undress.

...

After all, it was at a classmate's house, so Qiao Annian didn't dare to wash for too long.

He took a short shower, wrung out his wet clothes, dried his body, gathered all the clothes he had changed, temporarily put them in the washbasin, and left the bathroom.

A pair of summer slippers stood by the bathroom.

The style of slippers was also something he had never seen before.

Qiao Annian put on the slippers hesitantly.

He slipped on the tiles in classmate He's bathroom, and he was afraid he would fall.

After leaving the bathroom, Qiao Annian immediately searched for his schoolbag.

No... not in the room.

Qiao Annian had no choice but to go downstairs.

The door to the bathroom on the first floor just opened.

He Nanlou frowned.

Qiao Annian's toes curled up anxiously, "I'm sorry, I wore your slippers without asking for your permission..."

"Why don't you dry your hair?" He Nanlou interrupted him.

Qiao Annian looked at him in astonishment.

He Nanlou threw the towel hanging around his neck towards Qiao Annian.

Qiao Annian subconsciously reached out to catch it.

It's really uncomfortable to have wet hair. He was embarrassed to use Classmate He's towel, thinking that the temperature in summer would be high, and it would dry up later.

Classmate He's towels are also so soft...

Qiao Annian was distracted while wiping her hair.

He Nanlou reached out to touch Qiao Annian's face.

Because he was unprepared, Qiao Annian didn't know how to hide, so his face was slapped like this.