After Transmigration, The Male Lead and I had a HE

Su Qiuge always thinks that returning to life is the hardest year, and it will be very difficult.

But it was completely opposite to what I imagined, very relaxed.

The place will become easy. The high probability is because I met Xie Xinglin. As long as I think that they will accompany each other all the time, and even discuss and decide what university to enter, she feels that no matter how hard it is, it is worthwhile.

During winter vacation, he often came to study with her at home, knowing that she wanted to go to the capital.

The top universities in the capital have high scores, but for them, as long as they perform normally, there is a certain degree of confidence, not to mention that there may be a certain point reduction for participating in independent enrollment after the competition awards.

Everything is developing in a good direction. The winter vacation has passed by for more than ten days. A few days before the start of school, Xie Xinglin has taken her to sort out all the previous homework these days.

I don’t know if the results of Pei An’an’s surgery have come out. Su Qiuge asked several times. Xie Xinglin didn’t mention this issue in one stroke, but Su Qiuge always felt that the results might not be good because he seemed to stay up late these days. Up.

Generally, he would work so hard because he was making money, but even if she asked him, he would not say.

Su Qiuge sent him downstairs that day. It was snowing outside and the weather had not warmed yet.

Su Qiuge took him by the hand while wearing gloves, and sent him downstairs. He lowered his eyes to put her down jacket hat on.

She took his hand a little bit reluctantly, "Is this time really not coming?"

He looked down at her, then held her gloved hand in his palm, and said slowly, "Yeah."

Seeing her look disappointed, he said unhurriedly, "School will start soon."

It means it's not too late to see you again.

She held his hand and still didn't let it go, and confessed a few words to him, just asking him to go to bed early and not to stay up so late.

Until her eyes touched a figure in the distance, she was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly let go of his hand.

Xie Xinglin frowned slightly, blinked, and met his gaze.

It was a woman in a camel coat, with a blue Bentley parked next to her, followed by an assistant pulling a suitcase.

Staring at them blankly.

Su Qiuge's heart gradually sank.

Yang Xue had already made a plan to go abroad before, and she would not return to China before the college entrance examination, so she often asked Xie Xing to come to her home.

Hearing the sound of a woman's high heels coming step by step, she suddenly felt that the sound seemed to be too late on the tip of her heart.

Yang Xue's gaze was like a knife, and he stabbed at her from the air. Xie Xinglin stepped forward slightly, blocking her sight directly.

Yang Xue looked at the two people up and down, then curled her lips, seeming to show a sneer.

She rarely laughs.

Su Qiuge knew she was angry.

She was called upstairs by Yang Xue, and Yang Xue said that she had something to talk to Xie Xinglin alone.

Su Qiuge was very worried, holding Xie Xinglin's sleeve, stubbornly did not leave.

Until Xie Xinglin patted her hand comfortably and motioned her to leave with his eyes.

She finally went upstairs.

I don't know how long it took, but the snow outside was still down, but she went back upstairs but she was still unwilling.

She sat in the living room until there was movement outside the door.

She immediately looked outside the door, Yang Xue took off her coat and hung it on the hanger in the hallway.

The two remained silent for a while, and Yang Xue asked lightly, "How long has it been?"

Su Qiuge knew what she was asking, pursed his lips and clenched his fists, "We were together in the second year of high school."

Yang Xue didn't speak until Su Qiuge heard an abrupt sound of broken porcelain from the hallway.

The vase in the hallway was shattered, lying torn apart on the wooden floor.

Su Qiuge looked from a distance.

Yang Xue's appearance at this time overlapped with the woman who quarreled with Su Jingkun more than ten years ago.

She smashed everything at home fiercely, and the shrill sounds of bottles and cans crushed the nerves of her and Su Yuanzhou who were young, and became the most terrifying sound in the world.

But now it can't hurt her.

Because she is no longer the poor little thing that longed for mother's attention when she was a child.

Yang Xue approached, rubbing her forehead with her hand, "How did your mother tell you before?"

"Have I ever told you to study hard and not fall in love early?"

Su Qiuge raised his eyes and stared at her, trying his best to explain to her, "Didn’t I improve? I’ve been helping me from the countdown to the present. Being with him didn’t drag me down, but he Has become the driving force for me to move forward."

Yang Xue listened and clenched her fists slightly, "I don't agree."

"You are still too young, and you don't know what that person is. I know that his biological mother is a woman who is in a trend of inflammation, and his family background is not as high as ours."

"What do you like him? It's nothing more than seeing him look good, right? I have never told you about this. It's normal for you to be confused by such a man, but you can't look at the appearance of a man..."

Su Qiuge's hand on his side tightened slightly, not wanting to hear him being vilified, "I really like him, no matter what he is now, I just like him."

When Yang Xue heard her say this, she became even more angry, and became angry in her heart.

Such Su Qiuge seemed to her to be exactly the same as herself.

At the beginning, I didn't listen to all kinds of persuasion from my family and insisted on staying with Su Jingkun who came from the small county.

When he was young, Su Jingkun also had a good-looking birth, but whenever he smiled, she would be very moved, thinking that as long as she was with this man, she would be willing to live with him whether it was poverty or wealth.

But this is not the case.

This man failed her feelings. He was only interested in her money, and just wanted to step on her to climb up.

Instead, the sister she had always looked down upon was married to the right one, and now lives extremely happily.

Not only did she fall out with her family because of Su Jingkun, she was no longer the princess who Yang family held in the palm of her hand, but she also saw the true face of Su Jingkun, a phoenix male.

Thinking of this, Yang Xue walked over with a firmer expression on her face, "No matter what you think now, even if you hate me in the future, I won't let you be with him. When you are older, you will know me. It’s for you."

Su Qiuge clenched his palms and stood up.

In the face of Yang Xue, her feelings have always been weak.

Even if she knew that this was her biological mother, it would be difficult for her to get close to her.

The reason why I said so much to her today is to hold the last glimmer of hope, hoping that she can understand her.

But what is she expecting?

In Yang Xue's eyes, she was just an accessory to her and should live the way she hoped.

Su Qiuge did not speak any more, went to the room in silence and began to pack things.

She opened the suitcase and put the school uniform in the suitcase. Anyway, the school was about to start, so she could go to school early.

When Yang Xue saw her packing her things, she knew what her plan was, and sneered with anger, "Are you trying to get angry with me for this one person?"

Su Qiuge didn't reply, and continued to put the school uniform into his suitcase.

Yang Xue said, "Do you think about where you can go? I will freeze the money on the bank card, and I can go to the school. If this person has affected you to this point, I can't let you together."

Su Qiuge still ignored her, as if he was too lazy to talk to her, but his movements were getting faster and faster.

While she was cleaning up, Yang Xue said something in the living room—

"He has an aunt who runs a tea shop here, right?"

Su Qiuge's action to pack his suitcase was slightly stiff.

"I don't know what she can do if an elderly single mother can't open a tea shop."

Yang Xueping's indifferent words continued, "You don't want to know what I just talked to him, what did he say?"

·

After dragging the suitcase out the door, she received Xie Xinglin's WeChat.

Later, I found out that he had called her many times and told her not to worry.

She still did not go to school.

It was still snowing outside, and she dragged the suitcase to the house he had taken her to before to find him.

After knocking on the door, he was indeed there.

"What did she say to you?"

Faced with such a problem, Xie Xinglin at the door was silent for a moment, and then said, "Nothing."

How could it be nothing?

Su Qiuge knew that he didn't want to talk more about this topic, but she couldn't get it right.

Yang Xue is so cruel to her family, and her attitude towards outsiders is probably even more exaggerated.

She said, "Did she threaten you? Ask you to leave me."

He looked down at her, then curled his lips, "Well, but it's nothing."

"You think I'm too fragile like this."

He took a step closer, dragged her suitcase in, and said lightly, "As long as it's not what you want, I will never leave."

Hearing such a sentence, the grievance that Yang Xue had originally experienced seemed to erupt at this moment. She threw into his arms and said with red eyes, "From childhood to adulthood, she didn't understand me at all, just Treat me as a tool."

"I will never compromise with her this time."

The boy's warm hand fell on the back of her neck, and he moved her gently and gently to comfort her, then he put her in his arms, and said, "It's okay."

But he was too silent.

Su Qiuge stayed in his house for two days, thinking about how he would live without Yang Xue’s support in the next days, and even came up with contacting Su Yuanzhou for help. Although Su Jingkun has little to do with Yang Xue That's the case, but it is probably not willing to help her.

Because Xie Xinglin said "nothing", she really believed it was nothing.

He would go out early during the day and didn't come back until early in the evening.

Someone knocked on the door that evening.

Su Qiuge thought he had come back early, put down his homework pen, and ran towards the door.

Only at the moment the door opened, her smile gradually disappeared.

This is the third time she has seen Xie Xinglin's mother, Zhao Xuening.

Zhao Xuening looked at her up and down, then frowned slightly.

"So it's you."

Su Qiuge was silent and did not speak.

Zhao Xuening didn't walk in, but said unhurriedly, "Your mother is really good too. Her daughter hasn't taken care of her well, so she has found me here. She speaks like a shrew. People who don't know really think her What do you want to do with me."

Su Qiuge's hand trembled slightly on his side, then turned to look at her, and heard Zhao Xuening continue to say lightly, "I said why Xinglin didn't want to go abroad with me. It was because of you."

"Little girl, it doesn't matter if you waste your time playing these games, but don't you want to delay our home star?"

Su Qiuge clenched his hands because of her words, then turned his eyes to look at her, "Do you think you are qualified to say this to me? Shouldn't you be the person who is most sorry to Xie Xinglin?"

Zhao Xuening's face turned pale, "You..."

She gritted her teeth, "Forget it, I don't bother to care about little girls like you."

She took out the makeup mirror from her bag and took out the lipstick to add makeup, "You said you like him, but you want to torture him again, girl, this is not like."

Su Qiuge didn't want to care about her, but realized that there was something in her words, frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

With a "pop", Zhao Xuening closed the makeup mirror and said blankly, "In these years, Xinglin has been able to perform smooth operations on the small oil bottle surnamed Pei, how much work has it done? The bottle operation has failed again, and Liu Yuan has no money."

Zhao Xuening flattened her mouth, then shrugged, "I guess he is reluctant to sell this old house, and he won't sell it for much. I get up so early in the morning and come back so late in the evening. I also suffer from stomach problems. I guess my body can't bear it. But he still stubbornly refuses to tell others, and he refuses to beg others for a penny. What an independent and poor child."

Su Qiuge took a deep breath when he heard this and stared at the woman in disbelief.

At this time, the woman with heavy makeup looked like a beast without emotions, she couldn't help but said, "You are his mother, since you are rich, why don't you help him?"

Zhao Xuening seemed to have heard some joke, and smiled, "Xinglin is my child, but that little oil bottle is not. I am not a charity. Why should I help her? Everything comes at a price."

She put the makeup case in the bag and wrote lightly, "But... as long as Xing Linken and I go abroad, don't mention the money to help the small oil bottle completely cure the disease, even Liu Yuan's pension expenses. I can also help."

When she said this, she raised her eyes and looked at her slowly, "Little girl, don't you keep saying that you like him? Since you like him, you must be good for him."

"He followed me to study abroad. I don’t know how many times the world is better than the domestic one just by the education he received. He can also get the shares of my husband’s company, and stay with you in this dilapidated residential building. Isn’t the future of eating instant noodles much better?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she finally glanced at the narrow corridor with disgust, then twisted her waist and turned away.

Su Qiuge looked at the empty stairs for a while.

Suddenly remembering that before, he asked him if he had been threatened, and he replied that it was okay.

How can it be all right.

How sad he should be when he heard those hurtful words.

·

After three o'clock in the morning, the door opened softly.

He knew that she might be asleep, and made the footsteps as quiet as possible.

He returned to the room and poured a cup of hot water. He looked down at the white misty water and stared for a while.

At this time, there was a sudden twitching sensation in his stomach, and the pain caused him to frown slightly. He couldn't help taking a step back, leaning against the wall and taking a breath.

Those words rang out of the ear.

——"As you are now, can you afford her?"

——"You can't afford her just one month's expenses."

——"I heard that your grades are very good, and I am very grateful to you for helping my daughter improve. If you want to be paid, I can afford to pay as much as possible, but I can’t make fun of her future. You even have your own life. After a bad life, why do you think you can give her a future?"

His stomach hurts badly, and his forehead is already covered with cold sweat. His hand holding the cup shook, and then he tried his best to put the cup on the table smoothly.

Immediately afterwards, he stepped back and leaned back against the wall, then slid down against the wall little by little.

She may still be sleeping.

Just thinking about it, even the muffled voice of enduring pain became smaller.

He endured the pain and wanted to go to the cupboard to get the medicine. At this moment, the light in the living room suddenly turned on.

She stood at the door of the room, looking at him with red eyes.

Watching him fade away from the usual plain and calm mask, he leaned against the wall in embarrassment, his forehead jumped with pain.

He and her looked at each other for a while and exhaled, his tone of voice as steady as possible, "Wake up?"

"Have you had a nightmare?"

His trembling voice made her choke, and then ran towards him.

She squatted down and hugged him tightly.

His body stiffened slightly.

Then she kissed him awkwardly like a drowning fish, crying.

He still let her do this, looking down at her, leaning against the wall, and gently wiping away her tears with his hand movements.

After a while, she finally recovered.

Then, she lowered her head and said, "Xie Xinglin, you can go."

"Follow your mother to go abroad."

His hands slumped to his side trembling slightly.

He could notice that her whole body was shaking, and when she said this, he didn't even dare to look at him.

His eyes dimmed slightly.

Zhao Xuening visited her.

So sad, it should be because that woman said something excessive to her.

Thinking of this, his hands clenched slightly.

Unexpectedly, she was injured because of him.

Without waiting for his answer, she finally couldn't help, covering her face and crying, "Don't worry, I will wait for you here. As long as you come back, I will always wait for you."

Although I want to selfishly keep you by my side, I can't delay you anymore.

Her other actions were wrong, but she was right.

He was going to go his own way.

It can't be because she is tied here, and then gradually loses vitality under her nose.

She lowered her eyes and cried for a long time, and finally choked up and said, "Promise me, okay?"

He had thought that he would carry it out no matter what the situation.

Anyway, it's been this way before, but now it's nothing.

No one else can shake his determination, no matter how the situation develops, there will be a way.

But now facing her crying.

He lowered his eyes and was silent for a long time, and finally put his hand on top of her head and said softly, "Okay."

I promise you not to cry.

More than that.

Even if he wants his life.

·

When he woke up the next morning, he did not go out, but got up early to prepare breakfast for her.

After washing up, looking at the hearty breakfast, she smiled and said, "I didn't expect our little star to go down to the hall besides being beautiful and beautiful."

Immediately afterwards, she took out the stomach medicine from the cupboard and put it on the table, "Remember to take it after eating. I will stare at you."

He looked down at her, then curled his lips and said "Yeah".

Both of them kept silent about her emotional loss of control last night, as if they had reached an agreement.

But her red and swollen eyes were still eye-catching, which reminded him of how sad she cried last night.

After eating breakfast, Su Qiuge packed his suitcase.

Before stepping out of this small house, she turned around and said, "You don't need to send me away."

His steps stopped slightly, and she saw her stretch out her hand, tilted her head and smiled at him, "But there is one thing that must be done."

"Let’s gogo, we said that when you are living a good life abroad, you can’t have other new loves. Contact me all the time to report. You must take medicine and you have to make a lot of money to become a rich generation. Come back to marry me in the future and hit those people in the face severely."

Xie Xinglin was startled slightly, then slowly hooked her little finger, and said "Yeah."

·

On the last day of the winter vacation, she did not send him when he left.

At the moment his plane departed, Han Ming called and asked her in disbelief what happened.

She couldn't fall asleep that night, and Yang Xue, who was half off from work downstairs, was still watching stock market shows, and her flat voice came to her room. She stared at the ceiling with her eyes open all night.

After school started, she received the news from him, because there will be day-night differences abroad. Apart from talking, the most common thing they do is to leave messages to each other.

Every time she wakes up in the morning, she can receive nearly 99+ news, and she almost even sends him the trivial things like lunch in the morning.

In fact, most of them are nonsense.

But he will also look carefully one by one, and then reply to her.

When staying up late at night to work on the problem, as long as she talked to him on the phone and could hear his voice, she felt that she had the spirit again and could hold on.

However, the things that supported her disappeared a month later.

The message she sent him was never answered one day.

At first she didn't care, she kept sending him messages, sending him all the learning problems she encountered in the day and what funny things Peng Jianda and Tang Jie did.

But he did not respond.

After maintaining this for a few days, she finally couldn't help it and dialed his phone.

There was an empty number and no one answered.

She circulated in the dormitory listening to the busy tone on the phone, and finally turned off the phone slowly.

He should be in trouble.

she thinks.

The words in the WeChat are still being sent, telling him that today is the first or second model in the city, she is very nervous.

Tell him that the soup made by the cafeteria aunt today forgot to put salt in it, it was terrible.

Tell him how she did a few more questions today, what was the accuracy rate, and what problems she encountered.

It's just that the opposite side didn't give her the same boring and numerous responses as before.

She went to Aunt Liu's milk tea shop, which had already changed owners and opened a noodle shop.

Sometimes she would go to that noodle shop if she didn't want to go home.

His traces faded away.

By the second semester of high school, their class moved to the top floor of the entire school.

A classmate has gone abroad, and there are a few more seats in the class.

Thick books began to be piled up where the snacks were on her desk.

Sometimes when doing homework halfway between classes, she turned her head slightly and stared at the empty space to her left.

In the past, there was a teenager who would secretly kiss him while others were not paying attention.

Even every time she walked into the classroom in the morning, she would have an illusion.

The boy did not leave. He still sat in this position with his arms propped on his head. His posture was a bit lazy, but the accuracy of the test papers was terribly high.

Then he turned his head to look at him, curling his lips and showing a lazy smile.

When the wind blew, the shadow in the memory disappeared.

Su Qiuge became silent.

Peng Jianda would also habitually have questions, so he came to the back to find someone to ask questions, walked to the seat and saw the empty position for a while, then turned around and said, "Xiao Su, give me this question. Talk about it."

She raised her head, then picked up the pen and gave him a detailed topic.

Peng Jianda discovered that her habit of lecturing topics has become exactly the same as that of the previous person.

The teacher just confessed that he had gone abroad. No one knows why he suddenly left without saying goodbye when it was the most critical time in the third year of high school. Only know that many teachers in Experiment 2 regretted leaving a good seed for the college entrance examination.

Wen Mingming visits her more often, and he tells her a joke every time he visits her.

Su Yuanzhou and Gao Jing are regular visitors, and Han Ming will often come.

It's just that they all kept silent about Xie Xinglin.

His traces were almost erased from her life.

She started to work very hard.

Since the second semester of high school, she has been ranked first in the school, and the gap with the second place is getting wider and wider. Until recently, the ten-school entrance examination of key high schools in the city once again ushered in. She became the number one again. In the second experiment, he won the top ten.

The glory of the brilliant creation written by a boy named Xie Xinglin in Experiment 2 is now in her hands.

She kept doing questions, kept reading test papers, and piled up hills with discarded pens.

This numb and excited state continued until the end of the college entrance examination.

"The exam is over, please stop answering the questions."

When the bell rang at the end of the final exam of the college entrance examination, everyone walked out of the examination room excitedly. She sat in the same position, looking at the ceiling in a daze.

After the exam, Zhao Minghua took the initiative to invite everyone to eat, and many people in the class came, including students who had gone abroad before.

But he still did not come back.

At the party, some people couldn't help crying.

First, this person, and finally everyone had red eyes without speaking.

Zhao Minghua smiled and said, "There is nothing to cry, your future life will be wonderful."

There is no lasting banquet in the world.

right?

Wen Mingming asked Su Qiuge to go to the amusement park on Han Ming's birthday.

When we arrived at the amusement park, Wen Mingming sat on a bench and drank Coke and said, "The score difference between Chen Ming and I is too far. He might not even pass the college entrance examination. He actually wanted to break up a long time ago. It’s just that I was afraid of affecting my mentality, and now I finally called to break up with me."

Wen Mingming said, his eyes blushed, "Qiu'er, when I was in my second year of high school, I thought that this period of high school is really stressful and boring to study. Only after the college entrance examination can we usher in a new life."

"But why did I miss my three years of high school so much after the college entrance examination?"

Su Qiuge reached out and touched her head.

Wen Mingming said, "Qiuer, let's go bungee jumping."

Su Qiuge agreed.

She was the most afraid of this before, but now she silently watched the staff make safety measures for her, and then slowly planted back with her back to the sky.

The high-altitude wind roared, she was like a bird with broken wings, falling towards the bottom of the valley.

The past is like a dream, appearing in front of you like a horse watching a flower when falling from a high altitude.

The last person who appeared was a teenager in school uniform, who curled his lips and smiled at her in the afterglow of the evening.

The winter has passed, but you still haven't come back.

On the day when the scores came out, she was still number one in the school and successfully entered the top 20 in the province, becoming the target of various key universities.

The school also specifically asked her to speak at the ceremony, and she has forgotten what she said.

The teachers and classmates were far more excited than her, and they all wished her and congratulated her.

She responded with a calm smile.

Yang Xue therefore rewarded her with a bank card and a house.

She did not accept it.

Then filled in the school he had chosen before.

The capital city is warm in spring and cool in summer, which he says is a good place.

The roommates in the university are very friendly and hardworking, and getting along with them is quite pleasant.

After arriving at the university, I found that there was no "liberation" as the teacher said, and I was very busy.

She chose the finance major with the highest score, and even applied for the second major, and she was busy all day long.

The roommate once asked her if she was so beautiful, didn't she plan to find a boyfriend in school?

She chuckled softly and replied, I already have a boyfriend.

My roommate was surprised, I haven't seen you contact.

In exchange for her long silence.

The life of a university rarely goes out of school, except for part-time job, it is the friendship between schools.

Her life is similar to that of high school. The dormitory canteen of the teaching building has three points and one line.

Rejected many suitors, and even gave others an illusion of coldness.

Almost never ask for money from the family anymore, relying on scholarship and part-time job money to maintain her current life.

She never moved the card that Yang Xue gave her.

In the junior year, everyone has started preparing for internships.

Before that, she met a school girl who had the same personality as Wen Mingming and insisted on asking her to join the club.

Saying that it is a community is similar to a research project together.

Once you join the club, you have to sponsor it. Because the club needs too much money, someone can finally give it up, so the person in charge has to discuss with him about the meal.

Su Qiuge is the person in charge as a junior and senior sister. Before handing over the club, one last thing must be done for them.

After finally getting the sponsorship, Su Qiuge could only change into a slightly more formal outfit, and then went to the dinner party.

The self in the mirror put on light makeup and did not comb her ponytail.

It's a bit like when I was in high school, but it's different.

The previous matters are almost discussed, but I didn’t expect that when I got to the place, the boss who took the initiative to contact Ken’s funding was a greasy middle-aged man. When she saw her, she said with emotion, "Nowadays college students are so good-looking" and then started to do it. Move your feet.

For so many years, her emotions have been very flat, as flat as stagnant water.

And today, it seems that it finally broke out.

As if it was finally boiling.

Su Qiuge got up and picked up the wine on the table and poured it on his face, drenching him all over.

She stared at him condescendingly.

After the middle-aged man reacted, he got up and slapped her angrily.

At this time, the door of the box was opened from the outside, and the waiter was a little embarrassed to see the mess inside.

The middle-aged man turned his head and yelled, "Who told you to come in?"

Then, he noticed the strangeness of the waiter, and he kept apologizing to the man behind him.

The man was wearing a flat ironed suit without a trace of wrinkles, and slightly pulled the Windsor knot on the neckline. When he raised his eyes to look at him, his narrow eyes were gleaming.