After wearing Mary Suvin, the male protagonist and I got together

Xiang Yu blocked Shen Chong's face and sat up from the chair. The end of the chair rubbed against the smooth floor, making an unpleasant sound.

Shen Chong stood up straight, with water still dripping from his hair.He casually wiped his hair with a towel, and opened the front page of the photo album.

It turned to the picture of two children squatting on the ground watching a kite together.

Shen Chong's cell phone was just placed on the table, and a new message came in, making a light ding dong.

Shen Chong didn't even look at it. He hung the towel around his neck, pulled the bench pushed away by Xiang Yu, and sat down quite normally.

Xiang Yu's ears were flushed.

Shen Chong flipped through the photo album, pointed to a page, and asked Xiang Yu, "Do you remember this?"

The expression on his face was very natural, as if nothing happened just now, looking at the photo album and chatting about homework.

Xiang Yu squeezed the bell in his pocket tightly, feeling like he had walked into a huge misunderstanding.

From a qualitative point of view, this is a pure campus novel, and I don’t know how many popular elements have been mixed in for the time being. He belongs to an outsider and replaced Xiang Yu’s original position.

But what about these photos?

Xiang Yu slowly calmed down. He stood beside Shen Chong and looked at the photo in the direction his finger was pointing.

Just now, because of his mental shock, he didn't look carefully at all. Except for the photos of the two children, he didn't see anything else at all.

"It was taken when I was young." Shen Chong took a cup from the table, lifted the lid to drink water, "Don't you remember?"

Xiang Yu took a breath, feeling heavy in his heart, he said reluctantly, "When was this filmed? It looks like it's been a long time."

Shen Chong turned a few pages back, "You used to live at home and took pictures there. It was probably when I was ___ years old, it was too long, so I can't remember clearly."

Xiang Yu felt that in his current state, he couldn't leave at all. He took a deep breath, pulled a bench from the door, and sat down next to Shen Chong.

He opened everything on the desk, folded the test papers he had brought over, and stuffed them into the folder.

Shen Chong looked at him.

Xiang Yu stretched out a hand and pulled the photo album, spread it between the two of them, shook it twice, and flipped to the first page.

"Speak slowly, I'm listening, although I don't remember clearly now."

Shen Chong seemed shocked by his reckless behavior, and remained silent for a while.

"When I was young, when I was young, before I went abroad?" Xiang Yu flipped through the pages, and many of the photos had a slight yellowish-brown color at the corners because of the long time. It may be because the preservation method is superior, and the pictures are still very good. clear.

Shen Chong nodded, and pressed Xiang Yu's hand.

He twisted the paper, split the album in the middle, and turned to the page where Xiang Yu just passed from the age of sixteen to the age of sixteen or seventeen. The dividing line between the left and the right was very obvious.

Xiang Yu on the left was still smiling happily, while the grown-up Xiang Yu on the right started to put on a serious face.

Xiang Yu herself can feel this difference in personality very deeply.

But Xiang Yu realized another problem.

While pointing at the photo of him growing up, he looked at Shen Chong, "Have I gone abroad, then why do you still have the photo?"

Shen Chong took a sip of water, and the collar was soaked by the water droplets on his hair, leaving an obvious wet mark.

The expression on his face was indifferent, without the slightest taste of lying, and by the way, he put a part of his body weight on the back of the chair.

"Your grandmother sent it to your father. Later, I asked for it from Uncle Xiang in order to sort out the photo album."

After Xiang Yu got the answer, he put aside the topic, feeling that he lacked the initiative to explore, so he started to make insinuations.

As his own identity, he has a clear path of action. He stayed at Xiang's house until he was 9 years old. He seemed to leave for a while, and spent the next 8 years living abroad with his grandfather and grandmother. Judging from the current clues, he Eight to nine years old overlapped with Shen Chong's life trajectory.

The relationship between the Shen family and the Xiang family is relatively good, so these can be ignored.

But what do the indeterminate character images in these photos represent?

Xiang Yu had a guess in his mind.

"What was my personality like before? Any adjective? Lively? Or taciturn?"

Sitting next to him, Shen Chong could feel Xiang Yu's arm close to him, and the questions he asked seemed to be hooked, with an obvious desire for knowledge.

Shen Chong lowered his eyelashes slightly, and looked at the last photo of the two of them.

The two stood together and compared each other happily. At that time, he was obviously taller than Xiang Yu, but his face was tender, and he seemed to be smaller than Xiang Yu.

He understands Xiang Yu's eagerness to explore the truth now, but he still keeps half of what he says, "Sometimes he is lively, and sometimes he is quiet. But there are more silent times, and then he prefers to hide."

Xiang Yu's heart sank with a slap.

Did he really exchange lives with Xiang Yu in the original book?

How old is this book?

Xiang Yu lowered his head and pinched his forehead, feeling incredible.

Shen Chong drank water slowly by the side, flipped through the album, and there were no exceptions, except for the last few photos.

It seems that because of the parting, Xiang Yu took pictures with several foreign female classmates, and there is a beautiful girl in the middle who is holding Xiang Yu's arm tightly, almost sticking to Xiang Yu, Xiang Yu With a smile on his face, but with a slight embarrassment, he sat beside him in a strange posture.

Xiang Yu didn't seem to know these people, with professional smirks on all his faces, and he treated everyone who came to take pictures with him equally.

Among them was an old lady with gray hair. The two took a family portrait like their grandparents and grandchildren. Xiang Yu supported her arm and looked at the camera.

Xiang Yu covered his face, bowed his head in silence for a while, then stood up, closed the photo album, held it in his hand, and asked Shen Chong, "Can I take this photo album back to have a look? "

Shen Chong held his wrist as if refusing.

Now Xiang Yu can be frightened for a long time by any disturbance, and now he is even more frightened by Shen Chong.

He almost vomited out his heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys, but with a tug from Shen Chong, Xiang Yu sat down on the chair again.

"You don't want to ask anything else?"

Xiang Yu stabilized his mind, shook his wrist, and signaled Shen Chong to let go, and Shen Chong's wrist was painful.

"What else?"

Shen Chong let go of his hand, and provided another message, "When you were with me before, you would often faint for no reason."

"how is it now?"

"Fainted?" Hearing this, Xiang Yu regained his energy. Is this a problem caused by repeated exchanges in life?When he was dreaming in the afternoon, he suddenly felt a sudden pain in his head, and then lost consciousness.

In that case, why is he here now?

What about the original Xiang Yu?

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Shen Chong and Xiang Yu looked towards the door together.

Sister Fang stood at the door with her things in her hand and looked inside with a smile, "Do you want to eat biscuits? Someone baked some small biscuits in the kitchen just now, and they were still warm when they came out."

Xiang Yu took this opportunity to escape, but Shen Chong didn't pull him this time, and stood up directly following him.

Sister Fang was holding a plate and standing politely not too far from the door. The small biscuits on the plate were all with dried fruit. Xiang Yu pinched a piece and handed it to her mouth. Suddenly, she remembered the side profile of the heroine. .

Although Shen Chong didn't know why there was a foreigner as his sweetheart, Xiang Yu felt that it was necessary for him to tell him about it.

When Shen Chong also took a piece, Xiang Yu smiled, and wanted to spend Sister Fang, and asked Sister Fang, "The roast is pretty good, do girls like to eat these sweet things more, Sister Fang, can you give it to me?" Pu Yiran gave some."

Sister Fang patted his arm with a smile, "Remember, you are very good at taking care of people at a young age."

"Then I'll go first?"

Xiang Yu nodded.

When Sister Fang left, Xiang Yu still held the photo album in his left hand, and tapped his profile with his right hand.

Shen Chong raised his eyes.

"Pu Yiran has scars on her face, have you noticed?"

Shen Chong frowned slightly, "Scars?"

"Looks like it was beaten." Xiang Yu himself was not sure, "It was normal in the morning, like something happened during the last physical education class, but now the marks have faded, and I can't find it unless I look carefully."

Xiang Yu took a step towards the door, seeing that Shen Chong was inexplicably trembling now, this feeling was the same as meeting the ultimate boss in a level-breaking game, there was always a kind of psychological pressure.

"I don't know too well. I can't ask a girl directly. After all, you are her brother. You can ask what's going on."

Xiang Yu walked towards the door, shaking the photo album, "Then I'm leaving."

As soon as Xiang Yu left the room, he quickly returned to his room, breathed a sigh of relief, and put the photo album on the desk.

There was basically no other content in the album just now, and ordinary people would think that Xiang Yu in it was fine-tuned, and changed his appearance after a while.

Now, what should I do if I am sure that I have exchanged souls with Xiang Yu from the original book?

Although he doesn't understand why the paper man still has a soul.

Is he still a schizophrenic player...

The more Xiang Yu thought about it, the more mysterious he became. He simply threw away everything on his hands, took out the little bell from his pocket, found a rope in the room to tie the head and tail, and hung it on his wrist.

When he came out of the bathroom and lay down on the bed, he felt light all over. All the things that happened just now were erratic in his head, and disappeared after a while.

Xiang Yu had a dream.

For a while it was his parents' faces.

The five-year-old and three-year-old man stood next to Xiang Yu, pinched his son's eyelids, and asked to the side, "Master, look at my son, why does he look like he has changed his facial makeup, one in the morning and another in the evening."

The master standing next to him pretended to shake the things in his hands, touched Xiang Yu's eyebrows, pondered for a moment, and took out something from his sleeve, "Those who have been enlightened can seduce souls, and are very suitable for your son's situation." Be applicable."

His father was very happy, "This is a magic weapon?"

The master nodded, "Yes, it has been passed down from my ancestors for decades. It is neither corrupt nor corrupt, and it is still intact."

"Okay, thank you Master."

Seeing that his father didn't respond, the master's face was a little stiff, "Uh, it has been passed down for many generations."

His father nodded again and again, "It must be a good thing."

The master stretched out a hand, "It's a good thing, then take a nice number, 2222 yuan, how about it, Alipay or WeChat?"

The master took out a QR code.

his dad:"...."

After a while, it turned into Xiao Shen Chong's face again.

Shen Chong was sleeping next to him, his hair was soft, and it didn't look stubble on the skin. He moved uneasily, then stretched his body up, put his chin on his head, and pinched it with one hand. into Xiang Yu's ears.

Xiang Yu's ears were very soft and sensitive, he was pinched twice by Shen Chong, and he unconsciously tried to hide from Shen Chong's hand.

Shen Chong was next to him, and said softly in a child's voice, "Why don't you come back to find me?"

Just as Xiang Yu was about to speak, Shen Chong, who was seven or eight years old, suddenly turned into Shen Chong, who was seventeen or eighteen.

Xiang Yu closed his eyes uneasily in his sleep.

Shen Chong pulled out a hand and passed through his shoulder, and hugged Xiang Yu's waist.

He carefully ground Yu's fragile ear bones with his teeth, and there was a thick sound of water in his ears.

Shen Chong bit it for a while, then suddenly swallowed Xiang Yu's ear in one gulp.

Half of Xiang Yu's body went limp.

Then Shen Chong bit off his ear.

Xiang Yu felt the pain at that moment, and suddenly yelled and sat up, waking up in shock.

The morning light is dim.

Shen Chong and Sister Fang opened his door. Xiang Yu was wrapped in a quilt and couldn't move at all. He pinched his ear tightly with his outstretched hand, making it red.

He sat on the ground, staring blankly at Shen Chong and Sister Fang who broke in through the door.

There was a sudden silence in the air.

Shen Chong passed Sister Fang, walked to Xiang Yu's side, and pulled the quilt off Xiang Yu's body.

Xiang Yu is still dizzy and foggy.

He subconsciously asked, "What's wrong with me?"

Shen Chong supported him, wiped away the red mark on him from the lace of the pillow, and said calmly, "You fell off the bed."

Xiang Yu: "...."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-04-2523:59:59~2020-05-0223:30:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 fresh orange jelly juice;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Auti□□; 2 bottles of Buddha FN; 1 bottle of Flower;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!