This Quick Transmigration Experience Is a Bit Sweet

On Monday morning, Zong Yuan stepped on the class bell and entered the classroom. He had not yet sat down. He Xiuxiu came over with a cup of milk tea, "Zong Yuan, please drink milk tea."

"Squad leader, we also want to drink"

"Here is also a copy."

He Xiuxiu was holding the milk tea with a shy smile. Zong Yuan threw the bag on the table. He hadn't spoken yet. Fu Xin had already said lowly for him, "He doesn't drink milk tea."

He Xiuxiu's expression stiffened, "Really?"

Zong Yuan glanced at Fu Xin, then turned his head, "Yes."

He Xiuxiu gave the milk tea to Yang Fan in front, "Yang Fan, give it to you."

Yang Fan hey, "Thank you, monitor."

He Xiuxiu looked at Zong Yuan again, "Classmate Zong Yuan, this Saturday is my birthday, can you come to participate"

She added, "The whole class will go as long as there is nothing to do."

Zhang Zhiliang's gaze was staring here, unable to see what it meant, Zong Yuan smiled, and he said, "I will go, and Fu Xin and I will arrive on time."

He returned Zhang Zhiliang's provocative expression very accurately.

He Xiuxiu glanced at Fu Xin, cleverly said, "Fu Xin is coming too, are you sure you are coming, shouldn't you be busy on Saturday?"

She tapped the back of her hand, "I won't use it when I'm busy."

"It's not busy," Fu Xin looked at her, changed her hair style and changed her clothes, her whole body seemed to have changed, "I will go."

He Xiuxiu's eyes were cold, and when she returned to her seat, Zhang Zhiliang asked her, "Will he go?"

He Xiuxiu, "Of course classmate Zongyuan will go, even Fu Xin will go too. Alas, don't be uncomfortable then. Everyone is a classmate, so you don't know that he likes you."

Zhang Zhiliang gave a warm smile, "Of course I don't care."

He turned his head to look at Fu Xin, his eyebrows were delicate, and when he looked from a distance, he could still see his expression softly talking to Zong Yuan. Such Fu Xin was very different from the previous ones, at least many people in the morning When I saw Fu Xin, he was slightly taken aback.

Not knowing what Zong Yuan said, Fu Xin smiled, this smile is relaxed and happy, which has never been seen before, Zhang Zhiliang's expression moved.

Zong Yuan, who faced Fu Xin's relaxed and happy smile, felt a little unwell.

He looked at Fu Xin, who was pulling his school uniform jacket and not letting go, helplessly, "Let go."

Fu Xin remained motionless, "Did you last night?"

"I am not, I don't," Zong Yuan refused to answer, "I don't know anything."

He wants to take out the corners of his clothes, but he can't do it

Zong Yuan glanced at him and sighed, "Can you catch this?"

He was wearing a school uniform. The school uniform pants were equipped with a rope belt. His knuckled fingers slowly untied the rope, and his movements were ambiguous and sultry.

Fu Xin watched his movements without blinking, and his heartbeat gradually became faster.

Zong Yuan untied the rope, handed one end to him, curled up the corners of his mouth, "Come on, grab this."

The elastic rope that came with him wouldn't be too long. Fu Xin ghostly picked up the rope from his hand. This distance made his hand almost reach his crotch.

Zong Yuan shook his school uniform jacket, "It's so convenient."

0046, ""

What's wrong with this group of humans.

The teacher was speaking on the podium, Zong Yuan was lying on the table to sleep, Fu Xin held the rope in his hand, his palms were sweaty, he quietly put down his hands, took a tentative glance at Zong Yuan, and put his hands completely on him. On the thigh.

stimulate.

Fu Xin looked at Zong Yuan fascinated.

From his messy hair to the flashing studs on his ears, from top to bottom, the line of sight seemed to have been licked, not letting go of Zong Yuan's hair.

Zong Yuan slapped his spirit and woke up abruptly from his dream. He sat up abruptly, and then he felt something slipping on his thigh.

He looked down, ""

Fu Xin's hand has slipped to that unspeakable place because of his movements.

Fu Xin, ""

His face was flushed, and he shrank back when he was so hot, his fingers curled up together.

Zong Yuan was silent for three seconds, thinking about how to speak, 0046 puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"Children don't ask," Zong Yuan replied perfunctorily, and then wittily found the topic, "Where is it?"

Fu Xin hurriedly turned a few pages back, "Here it is."

0046 I don’t know what’s wrong with this weird feeling between them, didn’t I just touched it when Zongyuan was sleeping, and Fu Xin touched it several times

Why suddenly the atmosphere is different.

Ten minutes before the end of get out of class, the principal suddenly appeared in front of the door of Class 1 of Senior Three with a kind smile, "Come out, classmate Zong Yuan."

Zong Yuan stood up and walked out calmly in the eyes of the teacher and classmates, "Principal, something is up"

The principal glanced at him pretentiously, "Call Shu Yuanyuan, how are you living here? Are you living outside alone? I just came back from the capital, your father is still angry."

Zong Yuan twitched his eyes and waved his hand. "Uncle, ignore the old man, he is itchy."

The principal laughed, "Okay, ignore it," he hesitated, and said the one thing he most wanted to ask, "I heard someone say that you recently walked close to a student with a bad reputation."

The student sitting by the window probed his head and looked outside. He didn't hear anything, and saw Zong Yuan smiling and not knowing what to say, and the principal looked bitter.

What are you talking about

Why is the principal so bitter?

What is their relationship

Fu Xin couldn't see anything, his lips straightened, and he looked in the direction of the corridor, as if he could pass through the corridor and accurately fix his sight on Zong Yuan.

When life is numb, there is a beam of light, which is both happy and sad.

Happiness lies in seeing the light and being biased towards this light without being completely in his hands.

He is too good.

Zong Yuan said a few words and laughed, "Uncle in trouble."

The principal smiled bitterly, "I shouldn't have come to see you today. Look, I have another job arranged for me."

Zong Yuan grinned brightly, "Okay, uncle, next time I go to your house to see you for dinner."

The principal waved, "Okay, let's go."

He watched Zong Yuan walk into the classroom, glanced back from the front door, and saw that the not-so-famous tablemate sitting next to Zong Yuan happened to look at him. His eyes were dark and his mouth was slightly bent. .

The principal frowned and went out.

Fu Dongqiang seemed to really wake up since that day. Zong Yuan sent Fu Xin to a fixed point every night, and then watched his dad's actions like a voyeur.

Fu Xin still didn't understand what Zongyuan said to Fu Dongqiang that day.

As soon as he got home, he saw a table of simple and warm meals. Fu Dongqiang went to shave his head and trimmed his beard. After a little adjustment, he felt like a middle-aged man.

Fu Xin silently washed his hands and went to the bathroom. He stayed in the bathroom for a few minutes and then came out with two bottles in his arms.

He put it on the table, pushed him in front of Fu Dongqiang, lowered his eyes, and said tiredly, "All the money is for you, you can go."

Fu Dongqiang has never cooked for him, and has never been with him peacefully in a space for more than 24 hours.

Probably, there is no money again.

Fu Xin said, "There are only these, no more."

Fu Dongqiang's throat rolled up and down. He has been addicted to alcohol many times today, but every time he couldn't help it, he would think of the piercing headache and the burning stomachache, as well as the young man's mocking words. God, it's just like that.

But today's drop of wine made his brain more sober.

He smiled reluctantly, "I don't want money."

Fu Xin stopped talking. He picked up the two bottles and put them under the table, and suddenly asked "Where did you get the money to buy vegetables and cook?"

Fu Dong choked and said vaguely, "The money I borrowed before."

Fu Xin sneered, "Are you going to sell all the things in this house"

Zong Yuan who hid under the window sighed, "I didn't know that Fu Xin had this side."

0046 guess, "Did you change him"

Zongyuan think about it, "maybe"

In the room.

Fu Dongqiang, "I will find a job"

Fu Xin didn't want to argue with him, nor was he in the mood to eat. He walked directly to the bedroom. Fu Dongqiang repeated it and said to himself, "I can find a job."

Zong Yuan ran a few steps away, 0046 wondering, "Zong Yuan, why did you ask the principal to arrange work for him?"

Zong Yuan smiled, looming in the moonlight, "A man always has to be mature."

It’s been forty years, no matter how you should rise up. They all talk about epiphany. It’s still a lifetime. It takes only a few seconds to wake up. The prodigal will not change his money.

0046 hum, suddenly yelled.

""Zong Yuan was numb when he called his scalp, unhappy, "What's wrong with you"

0046 trembling, "Also, I forgot to open another file"

"what document"

0046 is about to cry, "It's the original background of this world, isn't it said that there is only one file? Where did this little attachment come from"

Zong Yuan was silent for a few seconds, and said earnestly, "0046, tell me the truth, are you artificially retarded"

0046 ignored him, carefully opened the small accessory that it ignored, and looked at the contents, dizzy.

"Zong, Zong Yuan," it squatted, "just two sentences in there."

Oh, two sentences.

Zong Yuan casually said, "Yeah."

"Fu Xin committed suicide by jumping off the building the night before the college entrance examination. Three days later, a student who bullied Fu Xin died. Four days later, He Xiuxiu died. Five days later, Zhang Zhiliang died. Six days later," 0046 swallowed, "Fu Dongqiang died."

"Fu Xin has revenge after his death, and the ending is ruined. It is suspected that his personality during his lifetime was not as shown in the data. Please treat it with caution."

The way these people died was related to what they had done to deal with Xin. Compared to how Xiuxiu, she used to pour the dirty water from the mop on Fu Xin's face, so when she died, she looked filthy. Dirty and smelly.

The surrounding street lights flashed twice in concert.

0046 will smoke if you are scared, "Zong, Zong Yuan, Fu Xin, he won't be pretending, it's too scary."

Zong Yuan drew his ears, "Say what you say again."

He is categorical, "Impossible."

"Just like Fu Xin, he died and got revenge because he was too wronged, maybe he got revenge after he died."

0046 stopped shaking, "Yes."

Zong Yuan was very calm. He walked in the empty alley with his hands in his pockets, sneering at Xin's personality inconsistency, "If he can really be so scheming, if he wants me to save him, he will commit suicide by jumping off the building."

"Who wrote this summary is really irresponsible."

0046 followed his logic, completely forgotten the fear of the last second, filled with righteous indignation, "I almost misunderstood Fu Xin"

Elder Zong Yuan was here, "Little brother, you can't do it."

Fu Xin scheming, when he is blind?

The next day, as soon as Fu Xin left the house, he saw Zong Yuan riding a motorcycle waiting for him at the intersection.

He was wearing black slim-fitting jeans, one long leg bent aggrievedly, and the other leg stepped on the ground presumptuously. He was playing with a helmet arrogantly, which completely became a landscape in the eyes of others.

There are students who are going to school nearby, and they want to come over to have a chat, but the pace of passing is very slow.

Fu Xin's face sank for a few seconds before returning to his original state.

He went up, Zong Yuan saw him, "Good morning, Fu Xin."

"Good morning," Fu Xin had a hair curled up on the top of his head. Zong Yuan stretched out his hand and brushed it over and pressed it down. The hair was still stubbornly curled up. Zong Yuan smirked and Fu Xin looked blank, but a little cute. , He raised his chin, "Get in the car."

Fu Xin sat in the back seat obediently, without Zong Yuan's words, he consciously hugged Zong Yuan's waist and stuck it on Zong Yuan's body.

Zong Yuan, "stupid," he handed Fu Xin a helmet, in a lazy tone, "with it."

Fu Xin took it carefully, his hand touched the upturned hair on his head, and his eyes were bent, revealing pure happiness.

he likes.

It is not in vain that he spent a long time this morning studying with the children of the neighbors next door.

Zong Yuan didn’t know his cautious thinking. He soared all the way to the school, and strolled into the school gate calmly under the cannibalistic eyes of the doorman. People who knew on the road repeatedly exclaimed, "Fuck Zongyuan, you can drive a motorcycle. "

"The point shouldn't be how he has a motorcycle"

"The point shouldn't be that he and Fu Xin ride a motorcycle together"

The corner of Fu Xin's mouth was slightly raised, and Zong Yuan glanced at him inadvertently, "Why, I'm in a good mood."

Fu Xin nodded, and the dull hair nodded, Zong Yuan rubbed it again, "Go, it's still early, brother will take you to dinner."

Fu Xin, "Why don't you say me"

"Say you what"

"I said you don't drink milk tea"

Zong Yuan looked at Fu Xin exaggeratedly, "What happened yesterday morning, you said this morning you didn't mean I don't drink milk tea"

He put his hands in his pockets, and said unclearly, "You have said so, but I want to save face. From the time you said yesterday, stop drinking."

He said casually, but Fu Xin stopped abruptly.

The strong shock made his hands tremble slightly, and his excited brain scalp began to itch, "You, you are willing to do it for me"

It's just that he doesn't drink milk tea much before he doesn't drink milk tea.

He stretched out his arm and took Fu Xin's shoulders, perfunctorily, "Yes, yes, yes."

"What to eat"

Fu Xin's cheeks are scary, with ears and neck, he is shy, "listen to you"

Like a little daughter-in-law.