Zha Gong You Don’t Know Love [Quick Transmigration]

"Hmm—" After wearing the gaming helmet for a long time, Sharan felt relaxed when he took it off.

He tossed the helmet aside and walked into the bathroom, intending to take a shower.

The system hovered on the table and jumped up and down: "Do you want to order milk tea?"

"No," Sharon rubbed his messy hair and walked into the bathroom: "I'm afraid it's that crazy courier again."

He'd better go to the store to drink by himself.

On the other side, the president who was on vacation today also received the news that Sharan's game was over.

"Did he not order milk tea?"

"No," the secretary checked the order on the other end of the phone, and said with certainty, "I haven't received an order here."

Did his milk tea fall out of favor so quickly?

Shouldn't it be?

The president glanced at a row of secret milk tea recipes neatly placed in the cabinet, and fell into deep thought.

He turned to look at the old president behind him who was reading the Financial Daily: "Father, how should I chase after the person I like?"

The old president wore a magnifying glass and pretended to be reading the newspaper seriously. In fact, the newspaper hadn’t been turned over for a long time. He had been listening to the conversation between the president and the secretary. When he heard the president’s question, he pushed himself A white light flashed through the reading glasses: "Is this it? I don't have much experience. I can only tell you how your mother chased me back then. I was a college student at that time, and your mother was a college student from the opposite university. She approached me every day. Five kilometers away, back and forth from her school to mine, just to catch a glimpse of me, I think you must at least have the heart of your mother to catch up with her."

The president's eyes lit up: "So that's how your mother chased you back then!"

"That's right, I didn't come one day, and she worriedly asked me if I was sick—"

While the father and son were chatting, an elegant woman suddenly came out of the kitchen with a spatula, and slammed the old president hard: "Is this the case!? Who was standing at the school gate every day selling ten A mobile phone case worth [-] yuan, in case the mobile phone case doesn’t match, why don’t you give me a mobile phone?”

She happened to pass by that day, and found a fool selling ten yuan phone cases there. In order to prevent mismatching, she gave away a banana phone. She thought it was a scam and bought one with the mentality of trying it out. Unexpectedly It turned out to be true.

From then on, she passed by every day, just wanting to see how many such mobile phones this normal-looking and handsome fool would sell. Later, she took her classmates to buy them, only to find that the man had disappeared.

Only then did she realize that the phone was only sold to her.

Opening the case of the phone, there was a sentence of confession to her: "Ban Hua of XX Department of XX University, Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river continent, my fair lady, what*syouqq?"

The old president coughed in embarrassment, and then dragged his wife into the kitchen: "Honey, look at the caramel muffin that my son is so disobedient when he grows up, he doesn't want to make me a caramel muffin, can you make me a BLABLABLA...Come on Son, I believe in you!"

The woman who was pushed away took the opportunity to smile at her son and said, "It doesn't matter if you are male or female, remember to bring it back and let mom treat him to muffins!"

The President twitched his mouth, remembering his mother's dark cooking, and sweating for his father. This time, his father's sacrifice was big enough.

The reason why he chose the food industry at that time was because he wanted to fulfill his mother's dream of desserts, but later, he also happened to fall in love with this career.

This is not, now is a good time!

The milk tea shop downstairs in Xia Lang was about to be renovated, but for some reason, it was completely overturned and started to be renovated.

"Strange," Xia Lang always glanced at when passing by: "Hasn't everything I saw before been renovated? Why is it starting to be renovated again?"

He originally wanted to play the next game soon, but before that, he wanted to drink the milk tea downstairs, so he waited for a while.

Half a month later, the milk tea shop downstairs opened.

The strange thing is that it says OPEN on it, but Sharan passed by several times, but there is no one inside.

The decoration of the milk tea shop is not the same as the INS style of other teas of joy, but a pleasing green color. The sign of the little sun is hung on the glass door of the store, which makes people feel like they are bathing in the summer sun when they enter. .

Shouldn't it be fake?

After Xia Ran was suspicious, he finally couldn't bear his curiosity and pushed the door open.

"Welcome." The voice was deep and magnetic, but Sharon felt a little familiar.

He looked up towards the workbench: "It's you!?"

That sand sculpture courier?

"Hello, my name is Zha Naixu." The man was wearing the simplest white shirt, showing half of his strong and smooth forearm. The brown apron on his body did not soften the condensed temperament on his body, but destroyed his temperament even more. , is a smile that hangs on the ear.

God knows how long it has been since he watched Xia Lang quickly change the business status to OPEN every day, and if he didn't come in, he would quickly change it to CLOSE!He finally!Can have a name!

Today, Sharon finally drank milk tea happily.

The sand sculpture courier didn't say anything earth-shattering and crying this time, but the only strange thing was that he almost chased him and delivered several cups of milk tea.

He originally planned to buy two cups, but he didn't expect to see that person's eyes light up when his finger just crossed a certain name.

"What a coincidence! You and I are destined! I like to drink this too. I'll give you this cup!"

Sharon felt embarrassed, and then pointed to another glass. When he was about to give the money, the man stopped him suddenly.

"It's unbelievable, your payment time is actually 52 seconds! This day's fate, our store originally stipulated that if you pay in 52 seconds, this cup will be free!"

"But I haven't paid yet..." Xia Ran's finger hadn't touched the payment interface at all.

"It doesn't matter," the president said with a smile on his face, "You are our first predestined customer. Apart from the free milk tea, this is for you—" He took out a square cardboard box from below: "This is one by one." The joint game jointly produced by Light Games and us is still in the internal beta stage, and I will give it to you for trial play."

"Oh~" Seeing this disc, Xia Lang suddenly realized: "So it is like this."

It was the president's turn to be stunned, what was it like?

This dish was specially customized for him by his friend, and only Xia Ran and him have it. Why does Xia Ran look like I understand?

He watched in bewilderment as Xia Lang took the dish, and then walked out of the milk tea shop.

"Host, you finally think of me!" Xia Lang went back and drank a cup of milk tea, then got up and turned on the system on the table. The system blinked twice excitedly when it saw Xia Ran coming.

"Well," Sharon tidied up his gaming helmet: "The milk tea shop downstairs gave me two cups of milk tea and a game disc today, and I suddenly remembered that I haven't played for a long time."

"Milk tea shop?" The system asked suspiciously, "Why did the milk tea shop give you something?"

"Oh! A profiteer! You really know how to do business," Xia Lang sneered, "The reason why he is so courteous to me must be that he recognized me as a game anchor, so he wanted me to promote their game, so he gave me away for free." A game disc!"

Two cups of milk tea in exchange for a demo of a million-dollar anchor, what a value!

"Let's work first, I'm in a good mood to play with that disc!"

"Alright host, the next world is arranged for you!"

However, why is the name Zha Naixu so familiar?

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Looking around, there is no end to darkness.

Chris has been walking in this place for an unknown amount of time, and there is nothing in sight except for a road leading to nowhere.

Good combat quality told him that he can't continue to look at it like this. If it goes on like this, he will get night blindness.

His eyesight was not good, especially after he was betrayed and lost the vision of one eye when he was a teenager, he paid more attention to protecting his eyes.

But he didn't know where to turn his attention here,

He is not very obvious about all the information here, only the heavy clothes on his body remind him that it should be very cold here.

Yes, it should.

He couldn't really touch or feel this world, but the white mist that fell on his monocle reminded him that this was definitely not the Imperial Capital.

The climate adjustment function created by the top technology can make Capital Star warm like spring all year round, and such a climate will never happen.

He didn't know how he appeared in this ghost place, but he felt that he had lost something very important here.

It must not be the father, he thought, if the father was trapped in this place, he must have been burned out, why would he wait for me to rescue him?

Then who else is, who else is as important as father.

He has no mother, but there is nothing worthy of sympathy, because he is the top genetic creation, composed only of his father's S-shaped genes and the strongest genes extracted from the entire gene pool, so when he was 15 years old, his grade test was Has surpassed his father and has become the only SS potential in the empire.

The blue-black sky was getting closer and closer, but the road still couldn't end. He subconsciously took out a telescope from his pocket. He didn't know why there was such a thing in his pocket, but it didn't seem to be his, because in the lens There is a small "LU" logo on the front.

Who is this, he thought.

Lucas? Lucifer?

The family crests of these two families in his impression are completely different from the one in front of him.

The telescope doubled his vision, and he found a bright spot in a distant place connected to the sky. He unconsciously walked towards the bright spot, but when he got closer, he was dazzled by the sudden light in front of him Eyes, his eyes were filled with unstoppable tears, and he subconsciously blocked them with his hands, temporarily losing his vision.

"when--"

"when--"

"when--"

There was a bell ringing in my ear, and a group of pigeons heard the sound. When Chris opened his eyes again, he found that he was lying on the grass, and in front of him was a completely different world from the blue-black sky just now.

The sun, the blue sky, the floating clouds, the green grass, and the breeze blowing by his side, Chris suddenly found that, at some point, the heavy combat uniform on his body had disappeared, replaced by a strange A black suit with a white silk dress inside and a black coat outside.

Chris is not interested in the ancient earth civilization, otherwise he should know that this is a unique clothing set on the ancient earth, called "suit".

He stood on the edge of the grass in a daze, and there was no one there, but there was a white building in front of him, and he subconsciously took a step forward.

The moment he moved his feet, he found that it was a person curled up on the grass.His face was buried in his chest, and his hair had a gentle luster from the sunlight.

He was wearing something similar to his own black clothes, but it was white. The blood stains on the clothes indicated that the person's condition was not very good. He closed his eyes and remained motionless.

Is he... dead?

Chris wanted to kick him twice to ask questions, but for some reason, he withdrew his foot and extended his hand, trying to hug this stiff body and give him some warmth.

What am I doing, he thought, why am I hugging a stranger?But Chris' body pierced through him, empty, without touching anything.

"Hey, can you see me?" He shouted at the man, "How are you, do you need help?"

He didn't expect a response at first, but he didn't expect that the man actually raised his face in his direction, revealing a quiet and gentle face.

Chris looked at him strangely. He was sure he didn't know him. He would never forget such a beautiful face, so he was sure he hadn't seen it.

"Are you here to pick me up?" The man's face was quiet, smiling and beckoning to the air.

Chris was sure he couldn't see himself, because there was no reaction in his pretty amber pupils, and no reflection of himself.

"Who are you waiting for?"

Was it abandoned?Who is it?Chris was at a loss.

The man didn't speak for a long time, nor did he answer Chris's question.

For a long time, he murmured, the voice was so small that Chris had to be very careful to hear it.

"You can't bear it, can you? I know you've been relying on me all the time, but this time I'm relying on you, okay? Just once, okay? Just let me be self-willed once?"

He stretched out his slender hands and tightly grasped the lower abdomen. There seemed to be a wound there. Chris could see the blood overflowing from there, but he couldn't see the specific wound.

He bent down and tried to bandage the man, but forgot that he couldn't touch the man at all, and his hands passed through the man again and again. Chris thought of several ways, but to no avail.

Suddenly, the person next to him laughed, and the laughter grew louder. If Chris didn't know that he couldn't see him, he would have thought he was laughing at the way he was now.

"Chris." The man opened his mouth slowly, and blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Well, I'm here." How did this person know his name?

"Chris."

"I'm here." Did he just say those words to himself?

"Chris."

"I'm here." Although he knew that the man couldn't hear him, he still agreed and waited for his next words.But the man said nothing.

I don't know how many times I repeated it until Chris thought he just wanted to call his name, but the man suddenly spoke again.

"Chris, uncle wants to leave you alone. This world is too dirty, uncle doesn't want to live anymore." The hand stretched out by the man was white and transparent, with blue blood vessels emerging from excessive blood loss. No, but Chris could feel his pulse weakening little by little, and his blood coagulating little by little.

He is going to die.

Could it be because he abandoned him?

This thought made Chris's mind go blank. He had no more thoughts, so he wanted to go up and hug that person, tell him that he didn't want him, and told him not to abandon himself.

But suddenly, the leisurely bell rang suddenly and sharply!

From the beginning Chris heard "Dang--" "Dang--" into a fast-paced "Dang-dang--" "Dang-dang--"

The sound was not like an ordinary clock, but like a bugle!

Hearing this voice, the man suddenly opened his eyes, took out a shot of medicine from his arms, gritted his teeth and shot it into the lower abdomen of his hand!

The potion with the weird blue-black light slowly pushed into his body. He seemed to regain strength, stood up unsteadily, and walked step by step to the place where the bell rang, and also moved away from Chris step by step. go.

Seeing the stumbling back of the man, Chris wanted to chase after him, but found that he couldn't move.

"Don't go! Don't go! Where are you going—"

He tried to catch up, but to no avail.

His body is gradually becoming transparent. He seems to have turned into the little mermaid in the legend of the ancient earth. After encountering the sunlight, his whole body is slowly turning into bubbles.

He watched the man leave him helplessly, but there was nothing he could do, he could only shout out a voice that the man couldn't hear at all.

"Don't go! Uncle... don't go... Xia... don't go... Xia... Xia Lang."

It turned out that his name was Sharon.

This name does not seem to be stored in the brain, but engraved on the heart one by one.

Chris felt that there were a lot of ants in his heart, and this name seemed to be the food for these ants. When he heard the name, there were small pains in his heart, but he didn't want to stop, he just wanted to keep shouting like this .No matter how painful my heart is about to explode, I don't want to stop.

Interstellar 3016 years.

Chris opened his eyes.

He found him lying on the operating table surrounded by several doctors wearing masks.

They saw him wake up, and they all started to applaud, and a young nurse, blushing, brought him a bouquet of flowers.

Chris was still lying on the bed, covered with a white sheet. The nurse sent a bouquet of red roses, but the warm yellow light reflected under the light of the operating table always felt weird.

But before he could speak, the doctor next to him suddenly started clapping.

"Papa-papa--" the leading doctor applauded: "Congratulations, Chris, your eye problem has been completely cured, and now you are a flawless SS-type ability user."