Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob's Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

Song Yu felt a little dazed, how could it be so fast, he remembered that when Xu Qiao's matter came to light, it was also when Xie Sui was in college.

But it's only freshman year, who leaked it?With the ability of the Xie family, Jingcheng should be found soon. At that time, whether Xie Sui is willing to go back is also a question.

He remembered that in the original book, Xie Sui hated Xie Sinian so much that he wished he would never have anything to do with the Xie family, and he went back because he was cornered by the attack.

Song Wanying didn't want to mention the matter of Xie's family anymore, the grievances and grievances in the wealthy family made her feel bad.

She asked Song Yu: "When will you take the final exam? Hurry up and go back to City A after the exam. Mom still misses you."

Song Yu was absent-minded: "Soon."

Song Wanying suddenly remembered something, and smiled through the phone: "Suddenly remembered something. When you went to Jingcheng, you said you wanted to see the world for me. It's been half a year, how is the world?"

Song Yu was slightly stunned. He was already worried about Xie Sui. Hearing her question, Xie Sui was the first thing in his mind.

The desk lamp shines a gentle light, and there is a faint fragrance of jasmine in the room.he

I lowered my gaze to the Chinese paper I was writing, and the last composition topic was "Unexpected".

Memories from summer to autumn to winter.In the smoky box, there is an unbelievably beautiful boy.On the wall and under the embrace of the summer wind, there are lazy and smiling words in the auditorium separated by thousands of stars.Even every dusk, every night, vivid and vivid, like everyone he met in high school.

Song Yu's heart suddenly felt extremely light.

He laughed by himself first, his voice was clear and unbelievably gentle.

"Ah, the world is unexpectedly wonderful."

After Song Wanying was stunned for a moment in the distant city A, she couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of her lips.

The day before the New Year's Day party is getting closer and closer.

At the end of the rehearsal of the stage play in class one, everyone was no longer restrained, and there were a lot of jokes during the performance. The most rare thing was that after a performance, Director Song didn't drink a sip of water.

Congratulations, songs and tears! They are so difficult.

Cinderella and the prince dance the last dance.

knock off.

Jiang Chunian enthusiastically went to the drinking well, poured a cup of hot water for Song Yu, and showed his hospitality: "Director Song, I haven't drank any water today. You have worked hard."

Song Yu's cold has been bad for a long time, and he is a little less energetic. He glanced at her and took a sip slowly.

Liang Yingying played Cinderella and almost acted autistic. Now that everything is settled, of course people are in good spirits on happy occasions, so they come to join in the fun.

Holding a bottle of mineral water as a microphone: "Ask Brother Yu, how did you become so good as a director for the first time."

After Song Yu drank the water, he laughed and commented on himself: "Does the genius need an explanation?"

Jiang Chunian: "Genius Director Song, I understand."

A group of people in the rehearsal room couldn't help laughing.

After all, there is competition between the programs of the New Year's Day Gala, so you can't patronize your own rehearsals, you have to ask other people's classes.

Ma Xiaoding's younger brothers finally played a useful role and asked the students from the next class to come over.

Ma Xiaoding: "There are only three classes of the same type. Liang Zhu plays the role. I heard that Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai are starred by their class flowers. But I think all the members of our class are good-looking, and we will definitely be able to outshine everyone else."

Xi Bowen couldn't be bothered to correct his idioms, so he blew on the heat in the thermos and said, "But the class flower class is full of gimmicks."

Ma Xiaoding: "Then report the name of our genius Director Song."

Xi Bowen laughed for a long time, and sighed: "You said that if Brother Yu and Xie Shen participated in the performance, it would be a sensation."

Ma Xiaoding: "Think about it in your dreams."

During the class meeting, Lao Cheng went to the meeting, and the class leader, urged by a group of people, closed the windows and doors, and played a horror movie.

Eerie and weird music sounded.

Song Yu opened a bag of potato chips, and first said to Xie Sui: "If you are afraid, you can sleep on your stomach."

Xie Sui smiled and rolled his eyes: "Yes."

However, only the girls in the class screamed in fright throughout the whole process, and the four of them looked dull.

Ma Xiaoding kept saying, "What is the heroine doing? Knowing that the classroom is haunted, she insisted on going there at midnight?"

Xi Bowen diverged his thinking and said: "Probably to make the female lead cry and rush into the male lead's arms. The director thought it was very romantic."

Song Yu leaned on his seat, chewing potato chips: "If I were the director, I would never arrange it that way." Director Song was still a little flustered after being called for a long time.

"Brother Yu, what's your opinion?"

Song Yu said: "The appearance of the heroine rushing out crying and hooves is really scary. If I were the hero, I would think that I would have to turn around and run away when I met a crazy woman. Why not just arrange for the heroine to faint in the classroom after being frightened by a ghost?" Then the male protagonist went back to the classroom to get the book, looked at the female protagonist’s sleeping face in surprise, and shook the female protagonist awake. The dark and gloomy classroom, the story is not easy to unfold? The Lord’s heart aches so badly that he has a deep desire to protect. The lonely man and the widow are the beginning of love.”

Whistle: "romantic."

Xi Bowen took a deep breath: "I learned."

Ma Xiaoding smiled and punched him: "You learned a hammer! You really plan to lure the little girl into the classroom in the middle of the night?"

Xi Bowen also laughed: "Don't dare hahahahahaha."

The New Year's Day party will be on Monday night next week, and on Friday, all classes will go to the auditorium for the final rehearsal.

Song Yu met Qin Mo again, the two were separated by three rows, and Qin Mo smiled at him from a distance.

Song Yu chose to turn his head to talk to Xie Sui, "Will you come to the New Year's party on Monday night?"

Xie Sui seems to be very busy these days.

Song Yu always felt in his heart that it might have something to do with the Xie family, but as an outsider, he didn't know how to talk about it.

The young man's warm breath fell on his ears, itchy and light, like a feather swept over his heart.

Xie Sui wanted to kiss him very much, but told himself that it was just a little bit, just a little bit.

He restrained himself and hooked his lips: "For you, I will come too."

Song Yu hesitated for a while, then tentatively said, "Did something happen to you recently? I feel not in a good mood."

Xie Sui laughed: "Well, a little bit."

"???"

Song Yu was confused by his straightforward answer.Song Yu: "Then, tell me... Let me help you think of a solution?"

Xie Sui: "Okay."

Song Yu: "?!" So unabashedly.

Xie Sui said, "Do you know about my parents?"

He asked so lightly.Song Yu suddenly raised his throat, panicked, of course he knew about Xie Sui's parents, but for Xie Sui, it was a painful memory.His mother chose to jump off the building when he was seven years old, leaving him alone in the world, let alone Xie Sinian, who is not qualified to be a father at all.Thinking of the helpless little boy more than ten years ago, Song Yu's heart ached so badly, his head went blank for a few seconds, and he opened his mouth: "I..."

Xie Sui could almost detect every subtle expression on his face, and smiled helplessly in his heart. His metaphors were really kind. "I don't love my mother, but I don't hate her either."

Hate is a matter of the previous life.

"The Xie family wants me to go back now."

"He wants to make it up to me."

"Yu Yu, should I go back?"

Song Yu froze in the dark, feeling his heart tremble. Should you ask him this kind of question directly?He didn't know what to say anymore.I was afraid that if I said a wrong sentence, it would affect Xie Sui's choice at this fork in the road of life.

Seeing Song Yu's nervous look, Xie Sui pressed himself on the table and let out a muffled laugh.

"..."

Song Yu's nervousness was all laughed away by him.

How could he still laugh!Isn't this a serious and sad question?

Song Yu was furious: "You—"

Xie Sui said, "I'll listen to you."

Song Yu: "..." The words in his mouth were depressed again.

In fact, for Xie Sui, it doesn't matter whether he goes back to Xie's house or not.

It wasn't even this question that had bothered him lately.

He finally knew the root cause of Song Yu's illness. On a private island, at the age of six, he drowned in heavy rain.

What a coincidence that island was the place where he shot and killed Zhao Ziyu in his previous life.He had somewhat forgotten how he got to the island, but he knew... definitely not by force.

Xie Sui looked at Song Yu's shy side face turned towards him, lowered his head, and the smile in his eyes gradually faded.

"Since then, the princess and the prince lived happily together."

Class 10 and 30 of senior high school were the last to rehearse. By the time they finished, it was already [-]:[-] in the evening.

Xie Sui didn't go back to the apartment. After accompanying him out of the auditorium, he went straight out of school and went home.

Song Yu's mood was messed up by Song Yu's sentence "I listen to you".

Will you go back to Xie's house?

What he got back was the compensation that was many years late, fame, status, and family background. Even if he was not around in the future, no one would dare to bully him casually.

But Xie's house was not a warm place, and he was really afraid that Xie Sui would be hurt by his relatives again there.

I was also worried about his deskmate today.

Song Yu walked for a while, and suddenly received a call from a teacher: "Is this Song Yu from Class One, Senior One?"

Song Yu was taken aback for a moment: "Well, it's me."

The teacher said: "Here in the auditorium, a classmate in your class forgot his mobile phone. There is only your name on the contact number. Come and help him get it."

Song Yu looked up at the sky and felt that it was going to rain again.

In fact, he was only a few steps away from the auditorium. He frowned and walked back along the way.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and almost all the people in the huge auditorium were gone.

Song Yu walked in, just in time to say hello to the last two students who left after moving equipment.

Song Yu walked to the first row, just about to bend over, and opened a school uniform to see if there was a mobile phone underneath.

Suddenly, the lights in the entire auditorium went out—the world plunged into darkness.Song Yu's eyes widened.Turning around suddenly, a gray figure appeared from the door like lightning, and locked the door.

thump.

The sky outside was gloomy, and the moonlight could not penetrate the clouds. In the huge auditorium, darkness seeped into the surroundings like a tide, and he was the only one left in the world.

Song Yu's eyes widened slightly, and a chill spread around him.It's Saturday now, and he took out his cell phone. He wanted to call Xie Sui, but it showed no signal and no service system on the phone.A signal jammer was installed.

Song Yu slowly clenched the phone tightly, laughing angrily, it's ok——was someone playing a prank?

What did you do to hurt him so much?

He's not claustrophobic, it's just a night in this place.

Suppressing his anger and tearing Qin Mo's mind.

Song Yu sat down, in the darkness, only the faint light of the phone.

The walls of the auditorium were so thick and the windows so high that it was impossible to call for help.

The winter night was very cold, and what made him even more uncomfortable was that it rained heavily in the second half of the night. He hadn't recovered from a cold at first, and he felt dizzy in the back of his brain.

He was particularly prone to sleepiness on rainy days, but this time he couldn't sleep well.

Rainstorm, darkness, secret room, Song Yu is not afraid of each of them individually, but when combined together, it makes him feel anxious, depressed, dizzy, and even suffocating for no reason.

It was as if a wild beast was attacking and biting frantically in his mind, and he was so uncomfortable that he was lying on the table, huddling together in pain.

Fever, half asleep.

There are strange things in his head, and there are messy voices in his ears.

"Are you fucking crazy?!"

"I'm not crazy, I know exactly what I'm doing. Hahahaha Song Yu, aren't you very proud, the person I'm kneeling on the ground begging for, is dead set on you. Why! Why!"