The plot is different from what I thought [Quick Transmigration]

Fu Mingzhi doesn't like drinking too much.

It's very uncomfortable to have a hangover.

Headache.

This was the first time when Fu Mingzhi got up, Zhou Qi had already woken up.But Fu Mingzhi glanced at his watch habitually—it was only 06:30 in the morning.He didn't get up late.

Zhou Qi got up early.

Fu Mingzhi saw Zhou Qi sitting by the window, with his back against the transparent glass, smoking a cigarette, looking at him from afar.

The window was open, and it rained heavily last night, and the cold humidity swelled in, rolling in acrid smoke.

Fu Mingzhi pressed his temple, "Didn't you quit smoking?"

Zhou Qi crushed the cigarette on the cigarette case, "I quit, but I still have to smoke afterwards."

"Smoke after the event." Fu Mingzhi lightly swept over Zhou Qi's half-open collar. There were dots on his shoulders and neck. It was hard to distinguish whether it was a bite mark or a hickey. "Do you want to smoke after the event?"

In no mood.

I don't want to smoke.

Zhou Qi jumped off the windowsill, hooked his chin and kissed him, "You drank too much last night."

"Ah."

"Then he dragged me to talk for half the night," Zhou Qi stared at Fu Mingzhi's eyes, Fu Mingzhi saw a faint shadow under Zhou Qi's eyes, Zhou Qi asked with a smile, "Do you still have any impression?"

Fu Mingzhi squeezed Zhou Qi's fingers tightly.

Zhou Qi touched his ear with his lips, "You hugged me and acted like a baby, do you remember..."

The breath stopped.

Zhou Qi rolled over in front of his eyes, his shoulder blades were pressed into the mattress, and even his wrists were restrained, so he fell on the bed.Fu Mingzhi ruthlessly blocked the remaining half of his teasing and provocative words.

The cheeks are too close, and the tips of the noses touch each other, as if the eyelashes will sweep each other in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Qi lowered his eyes and licked him.

He didn't fall asleep all night last night, half asleep and half awake.As soon as I close my eyes, there are many dreams, all at sixes and sevens, true and false.He dreamed of Fu Mingzhi in his teens, of Fu Mingzhi who became an actor, and of Fu Mingzhi today.

A person stands from childhood to adulthood.

He dreamed that Fu Mingzhi said he liked him and wanted him to stay - in a pitiful, desperate tone that was only in his dreams.Then he dreams of his reality again.

The first time he entered an Internet cafe, the first time he met Liu Guozheng, the first time he was a teammate with a professional player, the first time he won a world championship, the first time—maybe he was about to retire just after turning [-].

Half asleep and half awake, Zhou Qi thought, how could he and Fu Mingzhi meet each other?

They are obviously irrelevant.

Half asleep and half awake, Zhou Qi felt that Fu Mingzhi was still hugging him.

Obviously fell asleep, but still seemed afraid that he would leave.

Fu Mingzhi bit the corner of Zhou Qi's mouth, as if punishing him for being distracted from kissing.

He let go of Zhou Qi, "You're smoking, go wash your mouth."

"No, mouthwash is too far away from me." Zhou Qi moved slowly to the bed, took a box of bubble gum from the table, and threw two pieces into his mouth.

But Fu Mingzhi scooped him up and said, "I'll go with you."

"I took a shower this morning."

"Go again."

Zhou Qi: "..."

In the bathroom, two people stand side by side.

Zhou Qi lowered his head and spit bubbles, and heard Fu Mingzhi ask: "What time did you get up today?"

Zhou Qi: "I didn't notice, maybe six o'clock, maybe five o'clock, maybe four o'clock."

"...Did you not sleep last night?"

Zhou Qi spit bubbles again, without looking up, he asked abruptly: "Fu Mingzhi, am I important to you?"

"It's not sensational, and it's not here." Zhou Qi rinsed his mouth and wiped his mouth. "I'm asking seriously. You can answer me whatever you think."

Fu Mingzhi tilted his head, "Then how do you think I will answer you?"

"

If you are going to choose between important and unimportant, then with our friendship, you must choose..." But before finishing speaking, Zhou Qi suddenly smiled, "I seem to want to hear you praise me, so don't choose Yes, you should still praise me. "

"Is it good to praise you?"

Zhou Qi is very serious: "If you praise me, I will be happy to do anything for you." After a pause, Zhou Qi smiled, "Really, anything is fine."

Fu Mingzhi didn't fluctuate much, "Including your promise that you won't ask me again in the future, is it important to you?"

Zhou Qi was stunned.

Fu Mingzhi raised his hand and wiped off a drop of water from his chin, "I don't want to hear you ask me this."

I don't want to answer either.

answer what?

Very important?

It was so important that he had thought about handcuffing this person countless times and locking him beside him, so that Zhou Qi could only see him, be satisfied and only want him, leaving only him in the world.

It seems that this is only fair.

Zhou Qi was quiet for a while, he wiped his face with a towel, and then suddenly said: "I have a lot of friends." After a pause, he said, "There are so many, I have never lacked friends."

"But within a few years, within a year, within a few months, people were replaced." He said, "Everyone has their own aspirations and experiences are different."

Fu Mingzhi looked at Zhou Qi, "Yes."

"There are also people who have known each other for a long time, and there are also people who got into fights together, and there are also people who drink too much and say that we should never forget each other," Zhou Qi continued, with a bit of a jerk smile, "but the truth is, it's just Like that. Are you saying it matters? Am I important to them, are they important to me?"

Fu Mingzhi's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he firmly grasped Zhou Qi's wrist, "So, you think I'm also your so-called 'friend'?"

"You're a boyfriend." Zhou Qi's lips moved.

It's a boyfriend.

Also friends.

If it is gone, it will be gone, if it is gone, it will be gone, and there will be others in the future.

It does not matter.

Zhou Qi thought about it in the past.

Zhou Qi raised his face, he thought, if he said these words, Fu Mingzhi would be able to depose him.

"But later," very later, just recently, "I realized that what you think is not quite the same as mine."

Zhou Qi's hands hurt from Fu Mingzhi's grip.

Fu Mingzhi stared at him and said word by word, "I am different from you."

Zhou Qi looked down at Fu Mingzhi holding his hand.

Fu Mingzhi lifted his chin, and asked him to look up at himself, "So, Zhou Qi, is this the reason why you walked away twice?"

"Almost." Zhou Qi said.

"You think everyone is unimportant?"

Too much to say.

To turn over.

Zhou Qi hissed, and tugged at the corner of Fu Mingzhi's clothes with the other hand, "No, you are the most important thing now, more important than anyone else."

Fu Mingzhi stared at him without speaking.

Zhou Qi is like a light on his back-alphas are born to be tit for tat, unless they are completely conquered.

"Maybe..." Zhou Qi's voice was a little hoarse, "Only two people are important to me."

"Liu Guozheng and you." Zhou Qi said.

Fu Mingzhi remembered the name "Liu Guozheng".Zhou Qi mentioned it to him.

It's Zhou Qi's coach.

He found the answers to many things that he couldn't figure out in high school—why Zhou Qi doesn't look like a student, why Zhou Qi is more familiar with the keyboard than the pen, and why Zhou Qi has a cigarette addiction in his teens.

He raised his hand and touched Zhou Qi's cheek, "Are you playing professional games?"

"Yeah." Zhou Qi laughed, "I'm very strong."

Fu Mingzhi's brows and eyes were very pale, "Then do you still remember Jiang Zhengming?"

Zhou Qi was taken aback: "...Jiang Zhengming?"

After being silent for a while, he snorted and said, "Why don't you remember, why, Team Jiang

It won't be a long time to win the s championship, right? "

Time flies.

But Zhou Qi still remembered the way that little fat guy Jiang Zhengming sat in the kfc eating hamburgers every day in the last world.

"I don't pay attention to the game," Fu Mingzhi raised his eyelids, "I just want to tell you that he has been looking for you for several months."

Zhou Qi: "...what?"

Fu Mingzhi said calmly, as if narrating: "Before you left, you lied to him that you were traveling abroad, but he couldn't contact you. So he came to me, to other people, to ask on Weibo, to the police station to report the case, to find someone He did everything he could."

Zhou Qi looked at him blankly.

"He's very sad." Fu Mingzhi said.

Zhou Qi was stunned for a long time, "...why?"

why?

Speaking of relationship—is Jiang Zhengming on good terms with him?

Every day Jiang Zhengming dreamed that Zhou Qi would disappear from his club as soon as possible. If Zhou Qi were to be honest, he could wake up with a smile in his dreams—it was even more impossible for him to admit that he had a good relationship with Zhou Qi, and it was impossible for him to admit that even his friends.

"If you asked him why he was sad, he said that you are the person he is most annoying," Fu Mingzhi paused, "and also his most important opponent."

Zhou Qi was quiet.

But Fu Mingzhi repeated Zhou Qi's bastard words, looked at him, and asked word by word: "Did you say it's important, are you important to them, are they important to you?"

Huangmao was scared enough last night.

While chatting, Brother Di suddenly disappeared.

I sent him the last half sentence - "Then if one day, I suddenly".

Suddenly gone.

Huang Mao made a phone call, dialed and pressed one by one, and finally turned off the phone directly.

That must have been pressed by Brother Di.

Huang Mao was so scared that he couldn't sleep all night, thinking about brother God all night, where did he suddenly go with a word.

First of all, the world cannot tolerate him.

He asked him again if he was important or not—Brother Di, this is not because he was exhausted and depressed from running a company, right?

It wasn't until the next morning that Huang Mao contacted Brother God again.

Brother Di took the initiative to send him a message.

Huang Mao quickly opened WeChat, and after a look, he suddenly found the second half of the sentence, but his heart skipped a beat.

-ur7daddy: If I suddenly disappear one day, will it cause you a lot of trouble?

-ur7daddy: just ask

If Brother Di disappeared - Huang Mao had never thought about it.But if Brother Di disappeared, it would not only be a great trouble for him, but his sky would collapse!

-Zheng Chong: Brother Di, we can’t afford it casually [tears][tears]

-ur7daddy: It's okay, just ask casually, I had a dream last night

Huang Mao also typed very fast, but this time Zhou Qi waited for about ten minutes before Huang Mao replied.

-Zheng Chong: Brother Di, if we encounter a problem, we will solve it properly. If we encounter a ghost, we will go to the master to exorcise the evil spirits. If our relationship is not going well, we will ask for a marriage amulet. After leaving the Huo Family Army, there are thousands of spiritual girls waiting for you to marry...

A small composition, like a wall, densely packed with words, occupying the entire screen of the mobile phone, without paragraphs.

Zhou Qi: "..."

Zhou Qi chose to scroll to the bottom to see the summary of the last two lines.

-Zheng Chong: ...Brother Di, let's just think about it as a joke. If you really disappear one day, brother here will promise you with his life.

Huang Mao's arrogance soared to the sky, and he used exaggerated words, wishing to vouch for it.

But Zhou Qi didn't laugh.

because he was thinking—

What about Fu Mingzhi?

He is missing.

What about Fu Mingzhi?