Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob’s Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

In the next few rounds, the boys got more and more free, and it was really shocking.

The girls who watched were crying and laughing.

The No. 3 player who was just rounded by Ma Xiaoding finally got the trump card and retaliated back.

Ma Xiaoding was forced to play Romeo Juliet with the boy next to him. He met his eyes and confessed affectionately. After a passionate hug, the two immediately let go, turned their heads together, pretending to be vomiting.

Inside the box leaned forward and backward, laughter continued.

Ma Xiaoding sighed: "Why is the same acting? Thank God for acting so seriously!"

His Romeo complained: "If you have a tenth handsome brother Yu, I won't be that difficult."

Ma Xiaoding: "What do you mean, come, have a fight!"

Song Yu had a j in his hand and smiled when he heard their chat. But the eyes were erratic, obviously absent-minded.

"It's been eleven rounds, and the ghost card has never appeared on Xie Shen and Brother Yu. What kind of luck is this?"

A boy shook his head and sighed as he shuffled the cards.

"Wait a minute," a girl with a ball head suddenly raised her hand, blinked her eyes, and laughed: "I reasonably suspect that this is a card issue, Jiang Chunian, do you have a spare?"

The unchanging thirteen cards, it is too simple to manipulate the trump card.

Jiang Chunian said: "I brought a pair of poker cards, but only a to k can be exchanged, and the big and small kings are still those two."

The ball head girl volunteered: "Then stop for a while, I'll go buy a new one. Thank God, I must know which girl it is!"

No way, she is really curious about the school grass's favorite person.

There are not so many girls who are enthusiastic about CP.

At this age, there is still a bit of girl admiration for people like the school grass school bully.

The soul of gossip and the heart of comparison are burning.

Who does he like? Is that girl pretty? Am I worse than her?

It's tickling in my heart like being scratched.

Jiang Chunian hugged the pillow and laughed hard: "Really? I'm afraid you know the answer, so I want to hit the wall depressed."

The ball snorted, but he smiled and looked at Song Yu: "There is also Brother Yu, you have thoughts day by day and dream night by night, so curious, who is lucky enough to enter your dreams."

Song Yu pulled the corners of his lips: "You think too much." It's not a spring dream.

Jiang Chunian: "Go quickly. If the person in their dreams is the other person, I'm afraid you will cry in my arms."

The girl with the ball head got up, the legs of the pleated skirt were long and thin, and she glared at her: "Shut up, rotten girl, poison you tonight."

Song Yu: "......" Is the representative of the Chinese class open?

The others were a little tired after being hi for so long, urging her to go out.

"Bring me that bottle of ice tea."

"And me, with a bottle of orange soda, thank you."

Liang Yingying continued to eat her potato chips, leaned over, and asked Jiang Chunian in a low voice: "Are you so sure that you are so sure?"

Jiang Chunian shook his head, remembering the past, and sighed: "I don't know if they are real or not, but other people are definitely useless. I think I wanted to say something to thank God, and what does the definition domain mean? Stupid questions are all asked, dare you say I am not serious?"

Liang Yingying: "......"

Jiang Chunian: "You haven't experienced the thankful eyes. It's really scary. It makes me feel like a child with congenital mental retardation. The girl's heart is directly poured to death by cold water. When I return to my seat, I am almost autistic."

She took a piece of potato chips from the side: "However, my girl's heart immediately recovered, they are too sweet-you will pay more attention to their relationship, and you will know that gentleness is only for the person you like, and it is good for two men."

Liang Yingying: "How do I feel that your girl's heart resuscitation is not a girl's heart resuscitation, but a path of no return after autism."

Jiang Chunian: "......"

The crispy taste of the potato chips in my mouth instantly disappeared.

"No way, I'm really happy watching them interact."

Jiang Chunian looked to the sky: "But when will the most beautiful love come to me?"

She suddenly lowered her voice: "My mother is already planning to find someone for me, do you dare to believe it?"

Liang Yingying stared slightly: "Really?"

Jiang Chunian said depressedly: "There is a fourth young man from the Qin family in city A, who is one year older than me. She happily arranged for me to attend the banquet. Do you know the Qin family? The stream type sounds scary."

Liang Yingying was taken aback, but asked, "Is he handsome?"

Jiang Chunian straightened up and frowned, "If it's the Qin family, it doesn't really matter whether it's handsome or not. How can I say it's my family's Gao Pan. But my mother said I dare to fall in love and interrupt my legs. Let me have a good relationship with my peers. I don’t understand her thoughts very well. I looked at the photo and his name was Qin Mo. He was very handsome, but I felt that he didn’t like me and I couldn’t provoke him.”

"Can't afford to offend?"

"Yes, intuition. Bai Xuexin's kind of person is probably a good match for him, if people like her."

They are chatting whispers here.

Song Yu shrank on the sofa, and when the atmosphere was quiet, he relaxed and became a little sleepy.

The soft music, the soft pillows, and the smell of wine in the air all became hypnotic. However, he still had the "metaphor" in his mind and Xie Suishen's bottomless eyes.

A little dazed and dazed, but I don't know why. It didn't seem to be shy or annoyed. After all, his idea was quite simple, so he took it as a joke and didn't take it seriously.

Just... Feeling lost.

I feel that I can only find the answer in my dream.

Song Yu looked at the sky, quietly looked at Xie Sui next to him, and finally leaned back depressedly, holding a card against his eyes.

——Fuck, don't think about it, thinking about it every day, I have to sleep restlessly tonight.

Marukotou quickly came up with a box of new cards, and by the way took a bottle of ice black tea and orange-flavored soda on the table. She sat on the sofa and hurriedly picked out the big and small kings, the plum blossoms a to k, spread out on the table, and smiled enthusiastically: "Puff, the rules have not changed."

Song Yu said, "I'm a little sleepy."

"Huh??" The ball head was wronged: "Brother Yu, are you worthy of my painful run?"

Song Yu raised his eyelids: "Then the last round."

The ball head can only recognize counseling: "...okay."

It's already 10:30 in the evening, and it's not too early. I'm afraid those two secrets will become the biggest regret tonight.

Everyone began to draw cards.

Song Yu took one casually, opened it, and was stunned.

1 in 15 chance!

He is in this final game!

Won the ghost card!

The change in his expression is too obvious.

All of a sudden: "!!!"

Xie Sui held Zhang a in his hand, raised his eyes, and glanced at Song Yu's side.

This time, the trump card was drawn by a girl, who is usually quite introverted, stood up, and a little shy: "So Brother Yu, is it true or a big risk?"

Song Yu flipped the cards in his hand. After witnessing so many big adventures, he was really scared by them.

"Be honest."

"Ah ah ah ah good!"

A group of girls who were not ace players started screaming.

The ace girl certainly lived up to expectations and asked: "Who are you dreaming of every night?"

Song Yu: "..."

I knew it would be the problem.

Everyone looked at him with scorching eyes, and even Xie Sui turned his head, but his eyes were a bit cold.

This question cannot be answered, because if you ask someone, you will be asked what dreams are. How can those dreams be said? Can't say it will be misinterpreted. I am afraid that in less than a week, everyone knows that he dreamed of Xie Sui, and that all his **** was twisted into a spring dream.

Song Yu: "I remember that you can change the question. Didn't Ma Xiaoding change that time?"

After Xi Bowen was stunned, he replied: "But he accepted the punishment."

Ma Xiaoding nodded and was stunned: "Yes, I opened a can of wine, Brother Yu, don't mess up. You can't drink!"

Song Yu: "..."

It seems that there is something like that, the original owner can't touch any alcohol in his body, so he won't kill himself.

"Then drink something else," he picked up the orange soda on the table, poured a full glass, and said very naturally, "You give me another question."

Ace girl: "..."

Maruk covered his face, unable to cry or laugh, "Brother Yu, how can this be?"

Song Yu frowned, and felt that he did not respect the rules of the game.

He was hesitating to say it... as if it was not a big deal.

"I'll drink it for him, another question."

While he was thinking, Xie Sui suddenly spoke, his voice faint.

"???"

"!!!"

"Wow!"

The ghosts are boys.

Half of the girls blushed in surprise, and half were surprised and complicated.

Wanzitou: "...thank God...you..." She just wanted to hear gossip, why is it so difficult?

Song Yu was also stunned, turning his head to look at him.

Xie Sui had already opened a bottle, drank it, and acted casually, just like when he first saw it in Linshui, except that he was not as cold as when strangers shouldn't be near at that time.

Ten bottles of the strongest wine in Linshui is not a problem for him, and now it is more of a pediatrics.

Licking his lower lip, Xie Sui raised his eyes and smiled: "Change it."

The ace girl sighed and shook her head, "Okay, then I will also ask a simple question, Brother Yu, do you have someone you like now?"

Song Yu returned to his senses and answered this question simply, shaking his head: "No."

He hasn't moved anyone in his life.

"No?!"

Who do you dream of every day without you? ! !

But their doubts have not yet been spoken.

The head teacher had already come in with a selfie stick and mobile phone, and shouted: "Come here, 305 students, come and take a picture."

Everyone: "???"

Everyone: "!!!"

The head teacher was originally smiling red until his eyes fell on the wine on the table.

The smile freezes.

"..."

Everyone in the box stopped breathing.

After a long while, the game tonight ended with the roar of the head teacher resounding through the room.

"What are you doing?!!! Who ordered the wine!! Itchy skin is it! One person wrote me a thousand words review!!!"

So late, Song Yu sent a message to his grandmother, explaining that he would go back during the day on Saturday.

After taking a shower in the dormitory, I became refreshed and bored, so I simply ran downstairs and came to Xie Sui to write a review with him.

"A thousand words, what do you write."

When Song Yu came out of the box, she was stuffed with a bottle of orange soda by the little girl and put it aside without drinking.

Now confused at the report paper, twisted the lid.

Xie Sui didn't know if the child ran down after wearing pajamas, whether it was a hint.

He said lightly.

"You can write our game content."

Song Yu drank a sip of soda: "Tsk, I'm afraid it might not be added to ten thousand words by the head teacher."

Xie Sui smiled: "You write first, I'll make a cup of coffee."

Song Yu: "Success."

But after Xie Sui left. He bit the pen, faced the paper, and played with the phone. There was a friend application in q..q, "The lights are as bright as before." Song Yu thought about it and agreed. After a while, a message came over there.

[The lights are as bright as before: I'm sorry! ! ! Brother Yu! ! 】

[The lights are as it used to be: I have applied for the removal of the forum building, and the document has been destroyed. You will never see it again. I swear, don’t write anymore, don’t write again, don’t kill me qaq! 】

What should Song Yu still be doing?

He asked a question that had always been puzzled.

[Your husband Yu: Why do you think I and Xie Sui are a couple? 】

[The lights are as bright as before:? ? ? 】

[The lights are as bright as before: What about this? Other people in the forum may just think that you are both handsome and handsome, so you are blind, but I am different. I used to like thanking God, so I paid special attention to you for a while, and then... it felt a little sweet]

[The lights are as bright as before: Brother Yu, you can pay more attention, you will find how special and gentle thank God is to you]

[The lights are as bright as before:...Of course, if this is your socialist brotherhood, you can just be fart, don't think about it, what kind of love you are in high school, is it not fun to study? Next time Brother Yu aims for the top ten in grade, come on, oh good night, I slipped away [top pot cover]]

[Your husband Yu:...]

Song Yu put down his cell phone, took a pen and opened his head on the 1,000-character review, but he was thinking about Jiang Chunian's words. Xie Sui's special and gentle treatment to him? It's not too special, Xie Sui was a gentle and kind-hearted boy before meeting those scumbags.

"Not a word?"

Xie Sui had come in with coffee.

Sit next to him.

Song Yu put down his pen, remembered one thing, and said, "I recalled the content of the game when I was writing. I am quite curious now, do you really like someone?"

Xie Sui stared at him quietly: "Yeah."

Song Yu: "Can you tell me who it is?"

Xie Sui smiled, but his tone was cold: "Why?"

Song Yu: "..."

Song Yu turned his pen: "We are also brothers who have slept in the same bed. We have a good relationship. I can teach you how to chase her and make suggestions for you."

Teach him to chase women. Interesting.

Xie Sui laughed, but only said, "You might as well trade your secrets."

Song Yu was taken aback, his pupils stared wide, under his curled eyelashes, his eyes were curious and surprised: "Which secret did I dream of?" It was like exchanging secrets in elementary school, but it was so naive. Song Yu involuntarily lowered his voice.

Xie Sui: "Yeah."

Song Yu was only afraid of rumors, but actually didn't care much about it. Xie Sui was very depressed by exchanging this for someone he liked. "You will regret it", "Then I said?"

He leaned over, almost to Xie Sui's ear, and whispered: "I dreamed of you."

When he spoke, he smelled of cold orange soda. Wind, mint, orange soda.

It seems that his arrival gave him a whole summer.

Xie Sui was taken aback for a moment, raised his head, if the hot sweetness of honey melted in his heart, but his face remained calm.

With that kind of non-smiling, non-smiling look, in a loose tone: "Oh, you are also what I like."

It's just that this is not serious and affectionate, it doesn't look real.

Song Yu: "..."

Song Yu: "What I said is true!!!"

How can this be tricky.

"Hahahaha."

Xie Suifu laughed constantly on the table,

He has been...

It's not so simple to be happy.