He and Slag Gong Bai Yueguang [Transmigration Book]

In a daze, Shen Bixiao only felt a pain in his forehead.

Immediately there was a whirlwind, and the face he was looking at with all his heart and eyes disappeared.

When his consciousness recovered from the nauseating chaos, that face appeared in his field of vision again.

Only this time, the cold face was scratched suddenly, but it was not for him.

But for the people around you.

He is smiling at the people around him.

Shen Bixiao suddenly felt unspeakable anger.

That smile was originally his, his own.

Even that person was his.

She clearly promised to love him forever, why did she turn around and laugh at others again?

Shen Bixiao subconsciously reached out and grasped the things under his hand, but only felt a sticky touch.

The pungent stench from the tip of his nose didn't wake him up. Instead, it stimulated his drowsy brain, and he continued to fall.

His heart and brain were gradually filled with anger, and there was a little anger in his eyes.

However, before he met Xiao Chuyi's eyes, the eyes of the person beside him cast them over first.

That person's face seems familiar, who is it?

Shen Bixiao's eyes slid across the man's face, and he couldn't help feeling a little confused and questioning.

He always felt that he should know that person, but he couldn't remember who that person was.

The brain controlled by instinct did not allow him to think further.

The gaze that the man cast was as cold as a polar glacier, so cold that it was piercing like an awl, and just one glance made one feel overwhelmed with pain.

Shen Bixiao suddenly shuddered, and his mind cleared up for a moment.

"We go home."

A voice not far away came into Shen Bixiao's ears clearly.

He struggled to look up, but he couldn't even fix his figure, he could only watch the two slowly go away angrily and powerlessly.

During these few steps, they didn't even look back once.

Only Shen Bixiao was left pinned in place by that cold gaze.

When getting into the taxi, Sheng Yuhang was still looking down at his phone.

This is usually what Xiao Chuyi would do.

Seeing the faint smile on his face, Xiao Chuyi was also a little curious.

The current Sheng Yuhang doesn't seem to be purely happy, but rather gloating.

This is not very common.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Chuyi asked.

"I just remembered suddenly, that seems to be Shen Bixiao."

Sheng Yuhang didn't try to hide it, and directly handed over the phone to Xiao Chuyi to see the interface.

"I heard that his house is very lively recently, but it shouldn't even have time to discipline his son. So..."

He didn't finish the second half of the sentence, but Xiao Chuyi understood after reading it.

Sheng Yuhang anonymously sent a message to the media reporter, saying that he suspected that he had seen the self-willed and depraved eldest son of the Shen family at the entrance of a certain bar, and felt that it was worthwhile for the media friends to pay attention to it, and finally attached the detailed address and house number.

Or group hair.

Recently, the Shen family is on the cusp of seeing the waves. Apart from the financial sector, the major gossip media are also very interested in this family. They wish they could squat next to them 24 hours a day.

It's just that the members of the Shen family—especially Shen Bixiao, are not celebrities, not even public figures, and it's not so easy for the media to find them.

Now that there is ready-made information provided, the media will immediately flock to it like flies that smell it.

When Xiao Chuyi took the phone, he happened to see a polite reporter sending a thank you message.

What a loss.

Also too witty.

Xiao Chuyi was silent for a moment, and silently gave Sheng Yuhang a compliment: "Beautiful job."

Sheng Yuhang pursed his lips and smiled modestly and implicitly.

The two went out for a trip, and it took less than two hours to go back and forth, but they got up late in the morning and it was lunch time when they got home.

While Xiao Chuyi was making lunch in the kitchen, Sheng Yuhang had already rearranged the almost stuffed refrigerator.

Originally, Sheng Yuhang was going to help out in the kitchen, but after he nearly cut his hand for the second time and Xiao Chuyi took the knife away, he was also kicked out of the kitchen at the same time.

Then he sat down at the table and dozed off.

He was too busy this week, and he went to bed late the night before, but he was still extremely sleepy.

If Xiao Chuyi hadn't asked him to finish his lunch before going to bed, he was able to hold on to his tiredness, otherwise he might have fallen asleep directly lying on the table.

Xiao Chuyi knew that he was tired, so he didn't let him wait too long.

While eating, Xiao Chuyi glanced at Sheng Yuhang several times, full of confusion that was difficult to answer.

Finally he couldn't help but ask, "Why did you lose your temper before?"

Sheng Yuhang was startled, his reaction was a little slow, he thought for a moment before answering: "I'm just a little unhappy."

As for where he was unhappy, he didn't elaborate.

But now he is obviously happy, and his whole person is completely different from when he just woke up in the morning.

If I have to say it, it is probably back to "normal".

Just as gentle and meek as usual, all the sharpness that was originally displayed was taken back, and all the gentleness appeared on the surface.

Xiao Chuyi asked: "Is it because of Qiao Heyang?"

It took Sheng Yuhang a while to match the name with the specific person. He nodded and shook his head again: "It's just part of the reason."

Xiao Chuyi glanced at him even more confused: "Huh?"

"I ran into a high school classmate two days ago." Sheng Yuhang stopped, "Maybe he was too tired, so he was a little bit uninterested."

Sheng Yuhang's high school classmates had nothing to do with Xiao Chuyi.

Except for one Shen Bixiao.

Xiao Chuyi probably guessed the cause and effect, a little helpless: "Then why don't you say it?"

"Because I believe in you." Sheng Yuhang looked up at Xiao Chuyi, his brows and eyes were gentle, but he was apologetic, "But I still can't be happy, will it make you feel bad?"

"Next time, just tell me directly." Xiao Chuyi sighed, and even wanted to roll his eyes at him, "It's only tormenting people when you hold it in, be careful what happens when you hold it in."

As he said that, he paused, and then continued: "This kind of thing is actually nothing. Next time you want me to beat that scumbag Shen Bixiao as many times as you want. If you really don't have time, I will make a video for you." It’s okay to stream live.”

"puff--"

Sheng Yuhang finally couldn't help laughing, and the smile on his face became more vivid. He nodded and said, "Okay."

The reason why Sheng Yuhang feels unhappy recently has something to do with Shen Bixiao.

But that can only be regarded as the most direct fuse at best.

The cause was indeed a high school classmate of Sheng Yuhang's.

That classmate is very popular in the class, he can hang out with everyone, and he had a pretty good relationship with Sheng Yuhang at the beginning, and he still had contact with him when he went abroad.

However, the classmate also moved his family very early and left City B. He recently graduated from graduate school and took a short trip to celebrate.

One of the stops is to revisit the old place in City B.

The classmate notified Sheng Yuhang, and the latter had to take time out to be the host and had a meal with his old classmates.

There were quite a few people who came, and Shengsheng organized a small class reunion.

The former classmates went their separate ways early, and there are very few who have seen each other these years.

Sitting in the same place again at this time, I can't help but feel a lot of emotion.

Satisfied with wine and food, drunk, the ordinary activities of pulling homework began.

Sheng Yuhang wanted to drive, replaced wine with tea, and was still sober, forced to listen to a group of drunks chatting and gossiping.

As we talked, the topic came to the object's family.

Many of these young people have worked since they graduated from high school, and many of them now have children.

Half are complaining about the heavy burden on the family, and the other half are single dogs wailing that it is too difficult to find a partner.

The topics of the two parties were not on the same channel, but they continued to chat in a weird way.

There's no way to reason seriously with a bunch of drunks.

Sheng Yuhang sat drinking tea and didn't answer the question, but the old classmate sneakily patted him on the shoulder before leaving, as if he had some shocking secret to tell him.

If he insisted on saying it, Sheng Yuhang could only listen attentively.

As a result, the classmate opened his mouth and said, "Did you know? I heard that Shen Bixiao really found a boyfriend."

The drunken classmates looked at Sheng Yuhang hesitantly to speak, but in fact, there were many people who had some understanding of Shen Bixiao's little thoughts.

This classmate saw it back then, and he was one of the rare people who could talk to Shen Bixiao, so he could occasionally hear some news over the years.

However, he was busy with graduation matters for the whole year before, so the news was a bit late, and he didn't know that the two had already broken up.

"...I don't know the origin of that capable man, but he was able to subdue Shen Bixiao. I thought his gloomy personality was doomed to loneliness..."

Drunkards don't listen to others, they just talk on their own.

Sheng Yuhang opened his mouth, and swallowed back the words he wanted to refute amidst his vague emotion.

The classmate didn't know who the person Shen Bixiao was with was, so he didn't need to mention it again.

Frankly speaking, the classmate's words were originally out of good intentions, one was to remind Sheng Yuhang to pay attention, and the other was to make him feel at ease.

But he didn't know what was going on, and what he said was not so pleasant.

Especially for Sheng Yuhang, it was like a thorn stabbing firmly into his heart.

It's not really painful, but there's just no way to ignore it.

Fortunately, few people in the group were sober that day, and the lights were dim, so no one noticed Sheng Yuhang's dull expression of disinterest.

This was an introduction, and Qiao Heyang, who appeared later, also continued to add bricks and tiles.

The depression in Sheng Yuhang's heart became deeper and deeper.

Coupled with the heavy workload and physical and mental exhaustion, the unnaturalness and resentment can no longer be concealed, so that people around can see clearly.

As someone who is equally good-looking and good-natured, Sheng Yuhang knew very well that it was not Xiao Chuyi's fault that he was liked.

From this aspect alone, he didn't have the confidence and position to blame Xiao Chuyi.

Because he had similar troubles.

Although facing those admirers can be resolved in private, but the more times, it becomes a burden.

And for Shen Bixiao——

Sheng Yuhang had witnessed the scene of the breakup between the two with his own eyes, and after that he spent a long time together day and night. He was very aware of Shen Bixiao's hypocrisy, and he was even more aware of Xiao Chuyi's disgust and even hatred for the former.

There is no such thing as "love" between them.

Maybe it hasn't happened since the beginning, and it can only be called a scam at best.

So Sheng Yuhang shouldn't feel restless, or even... jealous.

But the fact is that those emotions that shouldn't exist still filled his heart.

This is the source of his irritability and depression.

Obviously, he should not care about things, but he always cares about them for no reason, which makes him feel as if he has become a distorted resentful woman.

But no matter how hard he tried to control it, he could only get the exact opposite effect.

Only when I hold that person in my arms, can the restlessness in my heart be relieved a little.

That's why Sheng Yuhang didn't want to say it, because he was somewhat ashamed to say it.

This was a tug-of-war between reason and emotion. He wanted to wait for himself to calm down slowly, but with little success.

Until he went out with Xiao Chuyi with his drowsy brain.

Meeting Shen Bixiao again was beyond his expectation, but it has to be said that Xiao Chuyi's straightforwardness made him quickly settle down.

I don't know which action or sentence Xiao Chuyi made during the period touched his heart, and Sheng Yuhang's anxiety that followed him like a shadow dissipated little by little.

Perhaps it was because of the incomparably natural attitude of the other party, or perhaps it was the hand that reached out proactively on the way back.

Or maybe it's just the focus in the other person's eyes.

When sitting at home and looking at the back of that busy man, Sheng Yuhang suddenly realized that he seemed to have been tolerated and even pampered by Xiao Chuyi all along.

It's just that he has long been used to it, and sometimes he doesn't realize it.

But every time I reacted, I couldn't help but feel some warmth in my heart.

Like a soft sponge, even those dark and sharp corners are wrapped, leaving only dough-like softness.

Sometimes Sheng Yuhang felt that maybe Xiao Chuyi was the cunning hunter, who used those hidden gentleness as a trap, and used pampering to lure him one step further and further.

Then he stepped into the pit and couldn't get out again.

He didn't want to climb out either.

After lunch, Xiao Chuyi urged Sheng Yuhang to go around the room a few times, and then pushed him back to the room to sleep.

He looked so dazed that he might collapse at any moment.

This time Sheng Yuhang was obedient.

After Xiao Chuyi finished washing the dishes, he went back to his room and took another look at Sheng Yuhang.

He has a regular schedule on weekdays, and occasionally stays up all night and can still be refreshed. Originally, he was going to take a look and then abducted to the study to read, but as soon as he entered the door, Sheng Yuhang opened his eyes and looked at him accurately.

Xiao Chuyi paused as he pressed the doorknob, and he didn't understand why this person could accurately capture this subtle movement even though he had stepped lightly.

You said you're almost exhausted?

Sheng Yuhang stretched out a hand from under the quilt, beckoning to Xiao Chuyi.

Xiao Chuyi walked over without thinking much.

As soon as he walked to the bed, Sheng Yuhang grabbed Xiao Chuyi's wrist, and pulled him down with force.

Xiao Chuyi had never been on guard against Sheng Yuhang, so he staggered and fell on the bed with such a tug.

Sheng Yuhang groaned when he was hit, but he refused to let go.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Chuyi frowned slightly, quite puzzled by Sheng Yuhang's recent strange behavior, "Are you so grown up, are you still afraid of sleeping alone?"

Sheng Yuhang nodded brazenly: "I'm afraid."

Xiao Chuyi struggled for a while to get up, but the hand next to him reached out and hugged his neck, leading him down.

"Sleep with me for a while." Sheng Yuhang opened his eyes, but the tiredness in his eyes was obvious, "You're not here, I can't fall asleep thinking of you."

Xiao Chuyi looked at him for a moment, but still chose to compromise.

"Let go first." Xiao Chuyi sighed, "My neck was almost broken by you."

So the great holiday time should have been a sunny moment, and the two people in the room quietly lay in bed again, preparing to celebrate this rare holiday with sleep.

Xiao Chuyi was holding on to his spirit, but he didn't feel much sleepiness.

But when he lay down on the warm quilt, against the body temperature of the person behind him, the tiredness hidden in the depths slowly surged up.

He even fell into a chaotic sleep earlier than Sheng Yuhang.

In a daze, he felt someone bite on the back of his neck again, this time the force was very light, and it was easy to part at the touch, and then a kiss was attached, with a little hot temperature.

Xiao Chuyi was shocked by the stabbing, but he was not too sober, but seemed to know what was going on in a trance.

Turning over in confusion, facing the person behind him, he stared at Sheng Yuhang with half-closed eyes.

After watching for a moment, he stretched out his hand again, fumbled to hold the other person's face, and pressed a kiss on his cheek indiscriminately.

"Hey, go to sleep." Xiao Chuyi said vaguely, "Good night...ah no, good afternoon."

Sheng Yuhang was still a little dazed, but only then did he come back to his senses, his gaze softened, he grabbed the hand he extended, with all five fingers inserted between his fingers, and he put it to his lips for a kiss.

"Well, Ann."

——External episode [-]. End——

The author has something to say: Once the episode is over, the next episode may be Mr. Xiao’s past

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of drunken three thousand;