I deduce that the heroine likes me [Transmigration Book]

At this moment, Kou Shuang belatedly recalled that Song Muxue was going to go abroad for further study after finishing her undergraduate degree.Calculated according to the time, it is almost time to receive the admission notice now.

All along, she knew that Song Muxue was going abroad.But this piece of information is more like insignificant intelligence, which only stays on the outermost layer of consciousness, as if she knows that "Trump has become the president of the United States".

How could I forget this!It's not a particularly blind spot area either!

Kou Shuang complained to herself that the cohabitation life that she thought could go on forever suddenly changed drastically.She was very worried about whether she could survive without the aura of Song Muxue as the protagonist.

While Kou Shuang was thinking wildly, the door of the small apartment opened.

The light at the entrance was turned on, and Kou Shuang raised her eyes to look up. Under the light, Song Muxue's figure was extraordinarily beautiful, and the halo surrounded her, vividly highlighting the holiness of an angel.

...Does even natural lighting favor each other like this?Kou Shuang thought: Song Muxue is really the proud son of heaven, to a certain extent, she is a little jealous of her.

Kou Shuang shook his head, shaking away his unreasonable thoughts and trance expression.She stood up to meet Song Muxue and said, "Are you back?"

Song Muxue put the key on the shoe rack in the entrance, and while bending over to change her shoes, she looked up at Kou Shuang and said, "What's wrong with you? You had a strange expression just now."

The weather was very cold, and when Song Muxue spoke, the breath she exhaled condensed into mist, which looked very cold.

Kou Shuang turned around and walked to the kitchen again, saying: "You haven't eaten yet, I cooked porridge for you, it may be cold now. I'll go and heat it up for you."

"Thank you." Song Muxue walked into the room, and immediately saw her own letter on Kou Shuang's bed.She was a little stunned, and looked at her desk, which was empty.She came back to her senses and said, "You know that I'm going abroad, right? I received an offer a few days ago..."

Kou Shuang brought out the porridge and said, "I saw it just now, congratulations! You won't blame me for touching your letter, will you? Sorry, I didn't mean it..."

Kou Shuang almost delivered the porridge to Song Muxue, and Song Muxue was forced to put down the letter and walk to the kitchen.

"Such a happy event, do you want to celebrate it? Or find a time and have a meal with Zheng Fenglin. This time, don't cook by yourself. Last time I had a mustache, I didn't eat enough." Kou Shuang said : "It's really a good thing that everyone has settled down."

Song Muxue took a mouthful of porridge, but it was a little salty, probably because there was too much salt.

"Are you... angry?" Song Muxue looked at Kou Shuang and asked tentatively.

"Angry?" Kou Shuang was taken aback, and said, "Why should I be angry, it's too late to be happy for you!"

"I've been preparing for this for a long time... The relationship with you was not very good at that time, and I never thought that we would live together..." Song Muxue slowly stirred the porridge with a spoon, and said, "After I've been busy with work, and I almost forgot about Zhang Zhiruo's matter, and then the offer came. I haven't had time to tell you."

Song Muxue's attitude and tone seemed to be justifying something, but she didn't mention the fact that she tried to invite Kou Shuang to study abroad together.Kou Shuang didn't notice this detail, but felt it was strange.

Why did Song Muxue explain to herself?What position do I take to accept the other party's explanation?

Kou Shuang interrupted Song Muxue with a smile, and said, "This is a good thing, I am really happy for you. When will you go abroad?"

Song Muxue said: "When the university here officially graduates, I will leave in June and July."

Kou Shuang was taken aback, and said, "Isn't there no way to treat you to a birthday cake?"

On Christmas Eve a few days ago, I even said that I would invite Song Muxue to eat cake in half a year. Now it seems like a joke.Song Muxue probably expected it a long time ago, so she didn't respond to her words.

Song Muxue said: "It's just a cake, the most important thing is the mood of celebration. Just remember to call me when the time comes."

Kou Shuang smiled and said, "Of course! By the way, are you still preparing for the exam?"

"I've already passed the exam. It will be taken in September this year. Senior students can take the exam. If you have nothing to do, you can sign up." Song Muxue spoke while drinking porridge, with a calm attitude, but Kou Shuang was a little dumbfounded.

Investigating cases at the same time as an internship, and busy preparing materials for going abroad, for Song Muxue, this pace of life only received a comment of "nothing to do"... Kou Shuang didn't know that she was busy all day long. What's wrong, feeling like my life is meaningless!

After thinking about it, I was a little surprised. What happened to Sun Jiawen happened during the summer vacation, and Song Muxue fell into a coma for two days because of it.Afterwards, I was busy preparing for the exam, so it was September and October.At the same time that she was returning home in defeat, Song Muxue unexpectedly solved such a big problem as Si Kao without making a sound!

Is it because I don't pay much attention to Song Muxue, or is Song Muxue really too tough?

Kou Shuang sighed and said, "Then, it's really only half a year."

She didn't know what she was doing subtly, but she always felt a little regretful.

What are you sorry about?Is it really so important whether Song Muxue goes abroad or stays at home?

Song Muxue is not by her side, what should she do if she encounters various strange events?My physique is comparable to Conan's.

If my guess is correct, wouldn't it be better to obediently go to Fangxing Gallery to work?Otherwise, without the blessing of Song Muxue's protagonist's aura, he probably wouldn't live for two years.

Thinking of this, Kou Shuang looked at Song Muxue and said, "Well, Zhang Zhiruo wrote me a recommendation letter before the accident, as if she wanted me to work elsewhere."

Song Muxue stopped eating, and said, "What job? Zhang Zhiruo is not bad, so I won't deliberately trick you."

"Gallery, she recommended me to work in the gallery. The owner of the gallery is very respected. I met him at the funeral today and said he welcomes me to go. The atmosphere there is better. You can study while working and expand your network. You Which do you think is better?"

Kou Shuang said hesitantly, no matter from which point of view, Franshion Gallery is the better choice - salary?After getting ahead in the art circle, why are you still worried about remuneration?What's more, Kou Shuang didn't intend to survive permanently in this world at all.

But my heart is always unwilling, as if to go is to succumb to that mysterious force.

It is because everyone has rebellious bones, and they all hate being designed and oppressed.When I was studying, the teacher did not allow puppy love, and this kind of thing became more and more forbidden; parents persuaded their children to apply for the actual major, and the children were often not happy (even Kou Shuang herself was dissatisfied when she was a freshman in accounting, thinking that this is not What I want to do); After work, I was tortured by all kinds of strange bosses, and I always thought of quitting.

Human desires are infinitely inflated, and will always go against reality in the end.Yielding to the power of reality is a particularly frustrating thing, it can grind away all the edges and corners of a person and become numb and indifferent.

And this kind of resistance is not the same as what Kou Shuang encounters now.Generally speaking, the reality encountered is disordered (maybe it is ordered at a more macroscopic level), which is the result of the interaction of countless resistances, and the individual has no idea where he will be pushed.

But now, Kou Shuang knows what she is being forced to do, all roads lead to Rome, this sentence is full of sadness.People are valued in ignorance, and ignorance is the greatest happiness.

Knowing that there is nothing I can do, it is still inevitable that I want to shake trees with flies and stones with eggs.

Song Muxue didn't give any suggestion immediately, but stared at Kou Shuang for a long time before saying, "You seem very hesitant."

"Um……"

"Don't you want to go to the gallery?" Song Muxue asked slowly: "What is your career plan?"

Kou Shuang shook her head in embarrassment and said, "No..."

She really didn't, she just regarded this place as a dream, a test, and a station, and fragments of life don't need planning.

If you have to talk about goals, there really are.She doesn't want to be tied down, to be grabbed by the ankle by the so-called fate.

Sun Jiawen tried to change, but ended up with that result.Kou Shuang didn't want to be arrested and sent to a mental hospital, but she didn't want to succumb to it either.

If I just succumb to this, will I be completely soaked in this world again, peeled off the flesh and bones like a frog boiled in warm water, and become a mass of thoughtless meat?That would be horrible.

[TV dramas are good, but if you become addicted to them, you will become as stupid as the characters in the drama. 】

Kou Shuang belatedly remembered Sun Jiawen's words, and finally understood what the other party meant.

This is a warning, reminding myself not to be content with the status quo, not to be assimilated by this world!

The real Sun Jiawen still exists!Maybe even figured out some way to avoid being discovered by The World!

Kou Shuang became extremely excited all of a sudden, her back was cold and dripping with sweat.

Song Muxue has been paying attention to Kou Shuang's facial expression, which is unpredictable within a minute.Song Muxue was a little worried about Kou Shuang's mental state, and asked her, "What's wrong with you?"

Kou Shuang smiled and said, "It's nothing, let's talk about work and think about it. I'll take a bath first, and you eat first."

Song Muxue watched Kou Shuang packed up her clothes and went to the bathroom, and heard the hot water pouring down. She didn't know why, but felt a little uneasy.

When Song Muxue finished her porridge and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, she heard Kou Shuang coming out of the shower.

She came out of the kitchen, but was a little shocked.Kou Shuang was nestling under her quilt, showing a small face, and asked her, "Can I sleep with you tonight? It's hard to sleep alone."

Only by Song Muxue's side can Kou Shuang feel the real sense of being alive.The other party is the fulcrum of existence in this world, the most special and real thing.Kou Shuang's back was covered with cold sweat, she only felt that Song Muxue's side was the safest.

Song Muxue misunderstood what she meant, smiled and said, "Are you a little scared to go to the funeral home today? It's okay, there's nothing wrong with it."

But she didn't say any words of rejection after all. Her bed was very big, so what's the point of lying on another Kou Shuang?

Song Muxue also went into the bathroom to take a bath, and when she came out, she found that Kou Shuang had fallen asleep.

Kou Shuang curled up into a ball, her face was almost buried in the quilt, and she didn't know if she could breathe smoothly.Song Muxue walked to the bed and tucked down the quilt, exposing Kou Shuang's nose.

Turned off the light again and climbed into bed.

Just lying down, Kou Shuang turned over behind her, her arms naturally went around Song Muxue's stomach, and rested on the latter's lower abdomen, and Song Muxue almost sat up in the ice.

Because of the heat source, Kou Shuang didn't curl up like before, but stretched his body a bit, and put his head on Song Muxue's shoulder paranoidly.

Song Muxue lay flat and didn't dare to move, Kou Shuang's warm breath hit her neck, making it itchy.She turned her head slightly and found that Kou Shuang was not awake, so she sighed and pinched Kou Shuang's cold wrist.

Even if Song Muxue's body temperature is not high, it is still useful for the two bodies to keep each other warm.

"Good night."

Kou Shuang's breathing was steady, and she probably didn't hear it.