Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob's Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

Song Yu was sweating in pain and his forehead was hot. After feeling the cold touch, he regained his senses a little.He slowly opened his eyes, his light-colored pupils were foggy and ignorant, staring blankly at the person in front of him.

The darkness outlines Xie Sui's figure, which is familiar and reassuring. "Xie Sui." He called softly

Xie Sui put his cold fingers on his forehead, bent down, and said in a low voice, "Have a fever?"

It seems to be asking softly, and it seems to be talking to himself lightly.

Song Yu was so sick that he was confused, and said in a muffled voice, "Yes." But he still protested for himself, saying, "Don't go to the hospital." He hated hospitals.

Xie Sui's eyes fell heavily on him.

After a long time, he closed his eyes, lowered his eyes, and said softly, "Okay, let's go home first instead of going to the hospital."

Xie Sui leaned over, put his wrist around Song Yu's waist, and hugged him up.

The moment he held her in his arms.

Song Yu was dumbfounded.The tip of his nose smelled of the elegant fragrance of washing powder. Through his clean clothes and his ears pressed against Xie Sui's chest, the sound of his heart beating could be heard clearly.

The darkness and fever caused the five senses to fall into a contradictory state - sometimes groggy, and sometimes magnified with incomparable clarity.For example, now, as if throwing a big stone into his muddy consciousness, his limbs went numb with shock, and his scalding blood froze for a second.

Song Yu stretched out his hand to push, but his whole body was as weak as water, and he couldn't push at all.

Even because of excessive mood swings, the follow-up exhaustion flooded over like a tide.

He could only grab Xie Sui's clothes with his fingers, like a drowning person.

"Don't, it's so embarrassing to hold, I'll go by myself."

he muttered.Under the black hair wet with sweat, the ears are white and red, making people want to bite.

The rain outside has lessened.

Xie Sui felt that he was hugging a hot body, burning at the tip of his heart, and every sentence of the weak voice of the person in his arms stirred his nerves.

It's just that he never knew that Song Yu's illness was the most troublesome time.Like a wild cat, it refuses to retract its paws when it is sick.

The panic and sullenness that was suppressed by Shen Shen along the way came to my mind.

He looked cold and his voice was cold.

"How do you go? Are you crawling back?"

Song Yu hadn't been so fierce by Xie Sui before, after being slightly stunned, a series of grievances welled up in his heart.

When I thought that I told 008 that I liked him just now, it made me feel even more uncomfortable.

Xie Sui and Zhao Ziyu are soul lovers.

He fell in love with some kind of scumbag.

Song Yu was so uncomfortable: "Don't worry about it, I will walk with my legs."

When he opened his mouth, it was a voice that he himself froze.Soft and weak, full of grievance and anger, like a spoiled child.

He had a fever and was mad at himself.

Who are you kidding.

Song Yu used a little more force to grab the clothes besides his fingers, kicked him in his arms angrily, and scratched his paws several times.

Xie Sui was stunned for a long time, aggrieved by his hoarse voice.

All of a sudden, any emotion is overwhelmed.

Lowering his eyes, looking at the sickly young man, helplessness and heartache finally prevailed.

Xie Sui has liked him for so long, and has been with him day and night, so of course he knows his emotions well.

Fingers helped him push his wet black hair behind his ears, and said softly: "If you want to go by yourself, then I am useless? The plot shouldn't develop like this."

His gentle movements dissipated some of Song Yu's anger.

what plot?His head was heavy and his thinking was very simple, so he was puzzled by his words.

When the ear moved, he was also led away.

Xie Sui's voice was so gentle in the night that it had a demagogic power: "The dark and gloomy classroom, the hero who wakes up the heroine. Do you remember?"

"You're terrified, and I'm terribly distressed."

"On a rainy day, two people."

Well, stop talking.

Song Yu wanted to cover his mouth with his hand, but he was exhausted.

Xie Sui smiled lightly: "Director Song." Leaning over, the breath was in his ear: "Did you arrange tonight as the beginning of our love?"

Director Song: "..."

There is no denying it.

He abandoned himself and buried his head in Xie Sui's arms. It was too shameful, only the back of his head and bright red ears were exposed.Completely gave up the desire to struggle.Compared to that, being held in your arms is nothing.

It has to be like this to be safe.

After he settled down, he fell into a deep sleep in Xie Sui's arms.

Xie Sui took him home, simply changed his clothes, soaked antipyretics, and fed him one mouthful after another.

He didn't know if Song Yu had a simple fever or a relapse of an old illness, he didn't dare to leave all night, quietly watching his sleeping face with deep eyes.

Under the desk lamp, the boy's face was no longer flushed, like thin ice and snow, fragile and pale.

Xie Sui had a very light sleep for a long time in his previous life, and insomnia became a habit, so now he sat quietly until midnight without a trace of sleepiness.

It was still raining outside, and his thoughts were stretched for a long time.

I thought of the despair that drowned me like a tide in the haunted house, and the tombstone in the black rain.

"water……"

Song Yu murmured softly, bringing him back to his thoughts.

The boy's eyelashes trembled, his brows furrowed uncomfortably, and he opened his mouth with a hoarse voice.

Xie Sui got up to pour water, and when he came back, he held his hand with his fingers. He had never taken care of anyone so tenderly and carefully.

After drinking the water, the burning feeling in the throat is relieved.

Song Yu's brows slowly relaxed, and his body was completely weak, but he didn't feel as uncomfortable as in the auditorium. His eyelashes slowly raised, and he looked at Xie Sui's profile while half asleep and half awake.The light flowed over the cold white skin, and the eyebrows and eyes were as cold as before.

The room was comfortable, the bed was soft, but not his.

So he took Xie Sui's bed again?

Song Yu opened his eyelids with difficulty, but then closed them again.

The tiredness seeped into every inch of his bone marrow, and he muttered, "Come up and sleep together."

Xie Sui was taken aback for a moment, unable to laugh or cry.Does he know what he is talking about?It's just that the night is too gentle, and so is his heart, gently kissing the boy's closed brows and eyes.

"it is good."

In his previous life, Xie Sui was a person with a strong sense of private territory. He demanded absolute silence in everything, and even the slightest disturbance could make him highly alert, including the breathing of others, except for Song Yu.

It seems that they slept in the same bed like this when they were young.

The manor, midsummer night, the cool wind, and the boy's milk fragrance.

The lights were turned off, and the room was silent.

Song Yu's burn also seemed to fade away.

The more this happened, the more Xie Sui was thinking - what is his illness?

"Yu Yu." He called softly.

Song Yu was already sound asleep.

Xie Sui smiled to himself in the dark, not knowing what he was laughing at, closed his eyes, and fell into a dream for the first time.

The memory is stretched, it is the vines climbing the mountain, the black iron gate, the big black dog barking wildly, and the fragrance of the orchard.The boy sitting on the iron gate under the blue sky and white clouds has thin and white legs, and clear and bright eyes.He was panicked and frightened, even if he turned around and begged him to catch him, he could still make him depressed with his excellent verbal skills.

"Why?"

"I heard that I like you very much?"

"This can also be regarded as a reason."

"I do not know how?"

"Ha... don't they all say that the authorities are obsessed?"

The authorities are fascinated.

He thought, even in his previous life, he should have fallen in love with Song Yu since he was a child.

Childhood sweetheart, love for the first time.

Reuniting after growing up will also be a long-planned and quiet pursuit, but I don't know...whether I will catch up.

The next day was Saturday. Song Yu took antipyretics and slept until noon. When he woke up at noon, the feeling of depression from last night was gone.

He is in good health, and he felt so uncomfortable last night, mostly because of that dream.Just like the dream he lost that night, waking up was as uncomfortable as drowning.

The painful and anxious feeling disappeared, but the memory was not erased.

He still remembers the conversation with 008, as well as the painful memory.

The clearest scene was the syringe that he stepped on.

After he woke up, he came back to his senses, rolled up his sleeves in a daze, and looked at his white arms—so he was killed by alcohol injection in his previous life?With this thought in his mind, Song Yu's face turned pale instantly.Not afraid, but confused.

who is it?The warehouse was too dark, and the dream was so bizarre, I only remembered the heart-piercing dialogue.He seems to be because of Xie Suicao's crime, and his voice sounds like Qin Mo - paranoid and crazy, people who he can't get, are dragged to hell together?It is also worthy of his character design in the book.

I remember Xie Sui calling him at that time.

In the end, will Xie Sui blame himself for this incident?

The best friend in childhood suffered because of himself.

"Eat something first when you wake up." Turning the door open, Xie Sui walked in and said calmly.

His eyes are clear and handsome, and his voice is as cold as a spring.

Song Yu was taken aback for a moment, and after glancing at him, he immediately lowered his head.

"Oh."

Song Yu now has a headache seeing him.

Especially after I confessed to 008 yesterday that I like him a little bit, I don't know how to deal with it.

There seemed to be a breakthrough in his heart, and a bunch of thoughts bred out, messing him up.If it weren't for 008's artificially retarded words, he would definitely not be so entangled.

What is a soul mate?

Who can Zhao Ziyu show up quickly?

But this person surnamed Zhao was a thorn in his heart, and he wished he could pull it out and bite it off.

Song Yu scratched his hair depressingly, put on his shoes to wash up, it wasn't the first time he had spent the night at Xie Sui's place, of course he had everything.While brushing his teeth, Song Yu stared at himself in the mirror, thinking about 008's nonsense, "the same proud man, the same excellence, and the same intelligence".

Mouth full of bubbles, thoughts scattered.

Come on, the handsome guy in the mirror isn't good and smart?Why are they a couple.Just because Zhao Ziyu is chosen by heaven, he is condemned by heaven.Isn't he also the Son of Heaven?

Song Yu pursed his lips, exuding a sleepy and irritable aura.

Numb and brushing his teeth, he didn't have any thoughts when he just woke up, but he was very confused.

Wait for him to sit at the table.Then he widened his eyes suddenly, took a breath, his teeth itched with hatred in his heart, and inserted the chopsticks into the bowl——

It was also Qin Mo who trapped him in the auditorium last night!