Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob's Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

Xie Sui laughed enough and said, "What did you dream about me?"

Song Yu sneered.

"Like" is inherently private, and Xie Sui wouldn't gossip if he didn't say it.

He just got swayed, very angry, and turned his head: "I lied to you, I didn't dream about you."

Xie Sui said meaningfully: "Oh."

Without asking further questions, his eyes fell on the report paper pressed by his arm, and he smiled and said, "Can't write it yet?"

Song Yu was angry and ignored him.

Xie Sui said, "The format of the first paragraph is wrong."

Song Yu: "???" He was easily moved when he focused on one thing, and he took his arm away: "What's wrong, I copied it from the Internet."

Xie Sui was really good at dealing with him. He took out a pen from the pen holder and said with a smile, "Bring it here, and I'll correct it for you."

After Song Yu obediently handed it over, he realized something was wrong—Day, shouldn't he ignore this liar now.After realizing it, he pressed his hand on the paper, Song Yu raised his eyes to look at him, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Do you really like someone?"

The two were so close that his breath was almost hitting Xie Sui's face, it was so hot,

When Xie Sui tilted his head, it was Song Yu's delicate face, with light-colored pupils that were clean and clear.

Sight down slightly.

The neckline of the summer pajamas was slightly open, revealing the boy's delicate collarbone and milky white skin.

The smell of the shower gel after taking a shower is light and lustful.

The corners of Xie Sui's lips curled slightly, this kid is really...

cute.

He leaned back calmly, restrained his indecent feeling, and said in a serious tone: "Really."

After a pause for a few seconds, before Song Yu got angry, Xie Sui explained with a smile: "But the topic she gave didn't define the degree of liking, liking a person, liking a season, liking a kind of flavor, they all like it. "

Song Yu finally understood that Xie Sui was deliberately misinterpreting the text, and dropped a big bomb on them, to whet people's appetite.

He knew that Xie Sui would never have time to meet girls.

Song Yu moved away the hand pressing the paper, with a face of disapproval: "You are too bad. Forget it, you should help me change the format first."

Xie Sui held the pen, but looked for a topic: "What about you, do you really have no one you like?"

He remembered the truth, Song Yu said no.

Song Yu frowned: "If the definition of liking is this kind of liking, there must be one. There are too many things I like, and there are too many people who like it—my parents, my mother, my brother, my sister, my grandma and cousin. , uncle, aunt, and you."

And you.

Xie Sui didn't look at him, but listened quietly, the corner of his lips could not stop smiling, "Oh, that's such an honor."

Song Yu: "Don't dawdle, it's a thousand words."

Xie Sui said lightly, "I don't like that many people."

Song Yu silently swallowed the words that came to his throat.

Because it suddenly occurred to him that now Xie Sui is a poor little guy, and only Grandma Chen is in his family.

Xie Sui: "There are few things I like. But I was brought by you, and now I like mint and summer."

Song Yu laughed out loud and praised: "It's ok brother, everything I like is great."

Xie Sui turned his head to look at him, and there was a little smile in his dark eyes, "Yes."

The likes are also great.

The thousand-word review was copied from east to west, and Song Yu finally finished writing it at one o'clock in the evening.

I went back and drank a glass of milk to sleep, but I didn't sleep well at all.

As Song Yu had predicted in the ktv box, he really had a dream tonight.

Messy dream.

Happened in the ward.

The smell of disinfectant is very weak, the window is open, and the lawn is outside, and a group of children in hospital clothes are laughing on it.

The sunlight fell in and shone on the skin, bright and warm.

It started for no reason, but he knew that the atmosphere was very awkward.

After a brief exchange in English with the nurse, the tall and straight man in a black suit glanced at him casually.

His gaze was icy cold.

The young man on the hospital bed was stiff, holding his forehead, and had no face to look at.

The nurse left, and there were only the two of them left in the ward.

"Are you awake?" The man opened the chair and sat down, his movements were elegant, his demeanor was noble and cool.

"Tell me about yesterday."

The young man took the hand to support his forehead: "Well, I can explain it, I'm really not touching porcelain."

"It's not touching porcelain, that's throwing yourself in your arms." He raised his eyebrows, and the mockery in his tone didn't hide anything, "The Song family has fallen to this point?"

youth:"……"

Youth: "Sorry, I was raped, I can't touch alcohol, thank you for sending me to the hospital, you are such a good person."

The man looked down at his watch and said lightly, "Your brother should be here soon."

Young man: "?!" His eyes widened, and his tone was a little anxious and pleading: "I can compensate for your losses, can you stop calling me brother."

"Need not."

He got up.

"You can't afford it."

As if he didn't want to spend any more time, the man stretched his legs and walked towards the door.

Thinking that what he will face next is his brother, his mother, her sister and his father, the young man feels suffocated, pulls his hair, and shouts in a hurry: "Wait, I really don't need to call my brother, what are you calling him for? Isn't this Are you delaying our reminiscences!"

It's easy to talk about the rest of the face, he forced a smile: "Young Master Xie, don't leave in such a hurry, sit down and have a good chat, we met when we were five years old, remember?"

The air seemed to be quiet for a second.

The man paused, turned around, and said with a half-smile, "Five?"

The young man tried to smile: "Yes, five years old, you are still calling my brother behind me, do you have any impression?"

Young Master Xie curled his lower lip, his cold eyes had nothing to say: "Apart from your body, do you also have some problems with your brain?"

The young man took a deep breath. If he hadn't asked for help, he would probably have jumped off the hospital bed and fought with him.But still try to speak enthusiastically.

"We met each other when we were young. Don't ask my brother to come over, let me recall it with you. You were so cute when you were young." Shit.

Xie Shao stared at him with dark eyes, and said slowly, "Are you so afraid of seeing Song Xu?"

The young man froze for a moment, his light-colored pupils burst out with hope.

"Yes, yes, I just had a fight with him and my dad at home last week, and it's too embarrassing to meet now. Let me tell you this, can you—"

Young Master Xie: "Help you call one more Mr. Song, it's a matter of little effort."

youth:"……"

Fuck, he's going to be pissed off.

Fragmented memory.

Then there was a conversation between his brother and him.

After a quarrel, the anger probably disappeared, and there was a time for a pause.

His brother asked, "Did you meet Xie Sui?"

"Correct."

His brother was silent for a while: "This man is very dangerous, try not to associate with him."

"I don't think it's dangerous, but it's really bad, just like when he was a child."

Song Xu: "??? Tell me the content of your chat."

The young man was weary and explained the whole story.

After Song Xu listened, he frowned and thought for a long time before he said: "He even sent you to the hospital, it seems that he was in a good mood that day. Or, in fact, he remembered things when he was a child. He would tell you those things, unlike I know him."

"what?"

Song Xu quickly recovered and said, "No matter what, stay away from him in the future."

"That's no problem. Anyway, he should return to China soon, and he won't be able to see him in this lifetime."

The ward, the warm sun, the young man with a loose smile.

The dream is like a water curtain.

A feeling of regret and nostalgia spread.

*

I don't know how many times I had this strange dream.

Song Yu was completely sure that as long as there was Xie Sui in the dream, it would not be a good thing.

When he got up on Saturday morning, he had a splitting headache, and it took a long time for him to feel less uncomfortable.Got out of bed, had breakfast, saw a missed call on my phone.

It was Meng Guang calling.

Song Yu drank the milk and called back.

The phone was connected quickly.

"Hey, cousin, what's the matter?"

Meng Guang said, "Yu Yu, when will you go home?"

Song Yu: "It's afternoon."

Meng Guang: "It's also fine in the afternoon. There is a banquet tonight at the Fuguang Hotel. There is someone from the Qin family in City A. You should know him. Come with me then."

Song Yu was slightly taken aback, "The Qin family? Who?"

"The fourth young master of the Qin family is only one year older than you, Qin Mo."

Song Yu: "..."

He drank the milk in one gulp, boom, and put down the cup in his hand heavily.

Song Yu said, "Okay."

His tone was cold and murderous.

Meng Guang: "???"

Meng Guang: "What's the matter, do you two have a holiday?"

Song Yu smiled on the surface: "No, I'm very happy to know one more friend."

Hearing the word Qin Mo and thinking of what he did in "Gentle Control", Song Yu's liver hurts with anger.

However, he was holding the phone with some confusion in his eyes.

Shouldn't Gong Yi come out in the next semester?

Why did you come to Jingcheng now?

Gongyi in the original book is set as Merry.He is a playboy who is not jealous of meat and vegetables, and does everything he can to the prey he likes. He pretended to be gentle and considerate at the beginning, but after gaining Xie Sui's trust, he got tired of it and pushed him into deeper darkness.

When Song Yu first read the article, he didn't understand what the definition of "deep sadomasochistic love" was, and he just felt that this person was a bit of an afterthought.

Such a good family background?Is it difficult to help Xie Sui obtain a stable environment?

As a reader, he is very confused, but he also understands that the relationship may not be that good. After all, whether to help or not is a personal choice. No one stipulates that if you have the ability, you must save others.

Then the plot began to show his hideous scene.

Qin Mo allowed the people in the school to mock and insult Xie Sui in all kinds of ways, and every time he acted tenderly when he was most desperate.

A few words of comfort and dispensable company.

For Xie Sui, it is the light of life, illuminating the long night when he walks alone.

Qin Mo broke Xie Sui's cold shell, but he was only limited to the position of a friend, and he couldn't move Xie Sui, and his mood became worse.

Deliberately taking him to high-end places to make him look ugly, deliberately trampling on his dignity with words.

But at that time, Xie Sui had already regarded him as a very important person, and many times, he would reflect on whether he had done something wrong.

Confused and frightened, in the dark and cold world, I caught a glimmer of light and dared not let it go.

It's just that the cold and stubborn young man didn't know that what he was grasping was not the light, but the tentacles of the abyss.

Senior year is when everything falls apart.

Thinking of the boy whose shirt was stained with blood and was retching while leaning on a pillar on a dark and rainy night.

Song Yu sighed rather unpleasantly.

... From a poor little guy to a dangerous person behind.

What happened to his little bamboo horse?