Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob's Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

His noisy voice brought Xie Sui back to his senses for a while, and temporarily put aside his illness.

Tilting his head, he met Song Yu's light brown eyes that were now surging with anger.His eyes were clear and bright, and he was obviously furious, but it made him feel cute.

After getting along these days, Xie Sui is really good at dealing with him.

He also ignored his threats, and just hooked his lips and asked, "Which subject are you studying today?"

Song Yu: "Uh?"

A cavity of anger was instantly swallowed back.When he mentioned study, he would think of the monthly exam, and when he thought of the monthly exam, he would think of his father Song and the Xueba personality set up by him, so he settled down.

Song Yu scratched his head: "Chinese, I still have Chinese homework left."

The city library was not even close to the school, so Song Yu simply took a taxi to the school. On weekends, there were still many classmates whose homes were far away and did not go home. In the school library, the reading room on the first floor was full, and there were basically no seats. They were all seniors of.

"Let's go to the second floor."

Song Yu didn't want to squeeze with them either.

There are relatively few people on the second floor, so I chose a corner.

Song Yu laid out his homework. As soon as he sat down, he saw it was raining outside the window.

The sky was foggy, and it seemed that the whole school was very quiet. When the summer rain came, it fell heavily, and the sound came from the outside of the glass, and the water dripped through the window.

Song Yu held a pen, and it was interesting to do anything before starting to study, with great interest: "This is the first time I have seen rain in Jingcheng."

Xie Sui glanced out, and responded lightly: "En."

Song Yu noticed that he was not in high spirits, and asked, "You don't like rainy days?"

Xie Sui never liked to share his emotions with others, but he just gave up his perfunctory words, and said with a smile, "Well, I don't like it."

Rainy days bring back bad memories.

It seemed that when he died, it was also a rainy day.

I don't want to say much on this matter.

Xie Sui said, "Give me all the papers you did yesterday."

"Ok."

Song Yu asked that he didn't want to talk more, so he naturally didn't ask more.

Although he is here to do Chinese homework, people always like to overestimate themselves, thinking that if the homework is finished in half an hour, there will be nothing to do—so he also brought a math workbook with the papers in it.

"Here you are, I have written a point on every question in this paper."

His tone was a little smug.

Xie Sui took it over and laughed softly: "Write an explanation?"

Song Yu: "..."

Have you figured it out!I am now your semester goal!Your support object!

Before he got angry, Xie Sui pre-empted him, put a pen on Song Yu's lips, and said gracefully, "No noise is allowed here."

Song Yu: "..." Day!

Gritting his teeth, he lowered his head and began to write his Chinese homework.

At the beginning of the first year of high school, the homework assignments were quite easy, and the only troublesome thing was the weekly composition.

After all, the Chinese teacher is a middle-aged man who asks them to write the semester goals at the beginning of the school year. The composition topics given this time are also very artistic.

"Always remember, there will be reverberations"

Eight characters, the title is drawn up by oneself, and the idea is taken by oneself.

Before the holiday, I also emphasized that if you can find it online, so can I.One sentence broke their opportunistic hearts.

Song Yu was most afraid of writing essays.

Biting the pen holder, holding back for a long time, he took these eight characters as his own topic.

"Always remember, there will be reverberations".

It's just that the topic is self-made, but I didn't say that it can't be copied.

Okay, eight words, one percent completed.

But does the title count as a word count?

Forget it, didn't think so much, Song Yu went to Baidu again, copied its meaning, steady, three crosses in hand.

He made up the word count from here and there.

Xie Sui was over there, flipping through his paper, very carefully. After flipping through, he took a pen and began to write something in the notebook.

Song Yu was writing a composition, and his thoughts diverged to harass him: "Are you writing a study plan for me?"

Xie Sui: "Notes."

Song Yu: "Mathematics notes? I do this myself." He asked Xie Sui for a picture last time.

Xie Sui held the pen, but didn't look up: "The content of junior high school, your basics about functions are very messy."

Song Yu: "Oh."

He stumbled and stumbled and finally wrote [-] characters, and he could not forget the four characters. He studied deeply and talked about more than a dozen possibilities and feasibility in different categories about how to "recite".I don't know if the teacher is satisfied or not, but he is very satisfied anyway.

After writing Song Yu, I was too sleepy.

"I'll sleep for half an hour, and you'll call me when the time comes."

Xie Sui: "Yes."

The lights in the library were turned on, warm and bright.

It's very quiet here, only the rustling sound of Xie Sui writing on the opposite side, and he deliberately lightened his movements after he fell asleep.

The sound of the rain outside became quieter.

The environment is comfortable and peaceful.

But Song Yu didn't sleep very well this time.

Last time he dreamed of the island, the blue sky, and the sea.

These bright-sounding words are cold and depressing in the dream, accompanied by gunshots and blood.

This time the dream was intermittent, but he was no longer an outsider.

In the high-end villa, there are gorgeous chandeliers, melodious piano music, and goblets colliding gently.

Cocktails were mixed, a group of ladies wore evening dresses, smiling expectantly and apprehensively, their voices were full of longing, and the word "thank you" was the most heard.Like a dinner party to welcome someone.

In front of the villa, the gate of the manor carved with iron flowers opened, and an elongated black car drove in.

But he only saw the car door open, and it seemed that someone was getting off, but he didn't even see the person's appearance clearly, and the scene in the dream changed, and it became a rainy night.

The heavy rain was torrential, and the entire sky was drooping and heavy.The teenager stumbled out of an apartment, his school uniform was splattered with blood, bright red.

Just like his red eyes, fierce and crazy.

After walking a few steps, the boy's footsteps slowed down, and his tall and clear body seemed to snap off in an instant.

He bent down, supported the pillar, and couldn't help vomiting.

Song Yu was woken up by someone.

"It's half an hour."

Song Yu woke up, still feeling a little dazed, the rain outside didn't stop.

There are many more people in the library.

He stared blankly at the person in front of him for a long time, wanted to say something, but stopped when he reached his mouth.

Silent and depressing rainy day.

He looked into Xie Sui's dark and deep eyes, and said uncomfortably, "Are you hungry?"

Xie Sui didn't expect him to ask this first as soon as he woke up, handed him the written note, and said jokingly, "There's a cake shop outside."

Song Yu nodded.

It's not time for dinner yet.

"Let's go get something to eat first."

When entering the cake shop, many people looked towards them.

Find a place to sit down, Xie Sui said: "I'll go buy it, you sit down first."

Song Yu looked up and saw that there were so many people in line, so he agreed.

While waiting, Song Yu was bored and turned on his phone.Randomly clicking in and out of a few software, his eyes fell on the screen, but his mind was not there. Song Yu was still thinking about the dream just now.Don't like rainy days?Shouldn't like it either.Rainy days are Xie Sui's unlucky days.

The points where life collapsed several times were all on rainy days.

Although Gong Yi's attitude in "Gentle Control" is ambiguous, his words and deeds are too intimate.Xie Sui has always simply regarded him as a friend, the only friend.He was born in a very bad environment, but his heart was unexpectedly pure, and he never thought about those disgusting things.

A little bit of kindness and gentleness is infinitely magnified and carefully treasured.So after graduating from high school, he was drugged and tricked to Wang Ci, how desperate was he?

Recognized the ferocious face of a good friend.

I also realized the truth that I was alone.

Song Yu was very blocked.

Terrible.

The more he thought about it, the more angry his teeth were itching, and he wanted to go to the hospital to put Wang Ci on the bed and beat him again.

At this time, he clicked into the forum.

His eyes were attracted by a post that had just been posted.

[It's sour, other people's 15-year-old has a school grass to accompany them to study, but I have nothing]

The main building is two photos.

He and Xie Sui were photographed. Xie Sui was writing while he was sleeping.In the corner of the library, the light was shining down softly. Xie Sui had a white shirt and black trousers. He had a handsome and cold profile. In the photo, his eyelashes were long and slender. He had an inexplicable aura.

And he fell asleep on the table, only showing half of his black head.

The person taking the photo was sitting on the other side of the second floor of the library. From her perspective, the rest of him was blocked by the bookshelves, and it was impossible to tell whether he was male or female.

1L: Thanks God?

2L: Every day! !Thank God and who is in the library!

3L: Sir, your photography skills are terrible!

4L: Are there any sisters in the library!It looks like the second floor to me!Hurry up and help us take a look!I don't believe my brother Yu got cheated woo woo woo

5L: If you think too much, people who study in the library on weekends will read forums?

……

6L: The chicken drumsticks in my hand suddenly felt unsavory TUT

7L: The joyfully shaking little jio gradually stops

8L: Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Others it’s someone else’s weekend, someone else’s 15-year-old

9L: The poster should take a clearer picture!Let me see who it is!

……

15L Landlord: ╥﹏╥I'm sorry for the sisters upstairs, I... I went to the toilet, and they left.But I asked people, they seemed to be going to the Gate Tower Cake Shop, I chased after them and took a photo for you.Oh, Xie God is also a little brother opposite, not a girlfriend, and I remember his clothes.Wait for my good news.

A building that was originally sour, began to change its style at this time.

【? ? ? 】

[? ? ?boys?Is it the hot guy I thought? 】

Of course, the tacit cp of girls has zero sense of existence among boys.He didn't expect it to be Song Yu at all. The male students came in and cursed directly. The resentment of being single for many years is not covered.

36L: Who is this, studying or falling in love?

37L: Nausea, eating cakes, the two men are not tired, vomit, vomit.

38L: The landlord takes pictures!Hurry up and shoot!Execute him publicly, it's maddening!I also want City Number One to study with me!

Song Yu was expressionless.

Suddenly, there was a flash on the right hand side, and it turned towards him.

He tilted his head in surprise, and saw a girl with ponytails and wearing a No. [-] middle school uniform. He probably realized that he had forgotten to turn off the flash after the filming. He was so embarrassed that he buried his head in the pile of books, not daring to look at him.

Song Yu didn't speak, and continued to watch the development of the post with his head down.

40L Landlord: I took a photo...I feel...somewhat familiar!

41L: Up, up, up, let me see who is so shameless, I work so hard to catch up with homework, what are they doing, disgusting, tired, crooked, quickly put the picture, after it is released, brothers will detain "shame" in the reply.

……

42L Landlord: [Picture]

In the picture is a young man, sitting on the side of the cake shop, looking down and playing with his mobile phone absently, with light and soft hair, fair skin, well-behaved looks with a cold expression, it seems that he is not easy to provoke.

Simultaneously.

43L Your husband Brother Yu: I

"..."

For a moment, the lively post froze in silence.

Immediately afterwards, the forum erupted.

The screen is full of hahahaha and brother Yu is so handsome.

At this time, someone manually cueed 41L's brother, [the picture came out, brother 41L said something, the id longbow is not afraid of being long. 】

……

The 57L longbow is not afraid of being long: handsome.

The 58L longbow is not afraid of being long: Who can't praise a handsome guy after seeing this?

Every word seemed to come from trembling hands.

The reply below is particularly uniform.

in a row.

【shame】