After Transmigrating into Cannon Fodder White Moonlight [Transmigration Book]

It has been snowing for several days, just as He Shangye expected, the whole city was covered with a thick layer of white, and Ruan Miao also got his wish and piled up a big one in his garden. snowman.

Of course, this is not his masterpiece. While complaining, He Shanglu resigned himself to helping him shovel the snow as a coolie, He Shangzhi helped match the snowman with clothes, and the big boss He Shangye sat leisurely on the porch to oversee the work. Generously contributed a scarf of his own.

The brothers in their family finally have a little warmth from other people's brothers.

As the final exam is approaching day by day, and there are less than 20 days left before the Spring Festival, Ruan Miao is looking forward to the New Year in his heart, because in the past, it was only on the day of the New Year that he could put aside all his troubles and go home with his parents and brothers to be happy He had a good day, so in his heart, the New Year seemed to be synonymous with all the good things.

On Saturday, he finished his cram school as usual. As soon as he walked out of the classroom, he was surprised to see Jian Fanyu standing outside the door, wearing a black woolen coat, standing quietly in the ice and snow, looking up at something, so cold He didn't know if it was cold or not with so little on.

Ruan Miao, who thought it was a chance encounter, walked over to greet him generously: "Student Jian, why are you here?"

Hearing his voice, Jian Fanyu turned around slowly, and the hem of his clothes gently brought up a gust of wind. In a pure white snow scene, his eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as those drawn by a painter with pen and ink, even though he still had nothing Said, but people can't take their eyes off it.

Ruan Miao is also a normal person who appreciates beauty, and Jian Fanyu is as dazzling as the stars in the sky, and it seems that it is not a shame for him to stare dumbfounded.

He looked at Jian Fanyu like an idiot, and Jian Fanyu's expression remained the same, he walked up to Ruan Miao in a few steps, and sighed deeply: "I thought I would have to wait a little longer,"

Hearing his complaint-like words, Ruan Miao looked at him in disbelief: "Did you come here to wait for me on purpose!?"

"Yeah." Jian Fanyu nodded, and there was some sadness in his brows that others didn't understand, "Can't you?"

Ruan Miao was a little shocked, and he didn't know whether he should nod or shake his head. Jian Fanyu's relationship with him has eased a lot, but it's far worse than Fang Zhi. Wait for yourself, especially on such a cold day, when the water drops at minus four or five degrees, it turns into ice.

"It's fine, but... aren't you cold?" Ruan Miao glanced at Jian Fanyu's exposed hands. He still remembered how those hands looked when they were jumping on the piano. They were slender and flexible, as beautiful as white jade, but now Exposed to the cold wind by the master who did not spare him, his fingertips turned red and his fingertips were bruised.

Jian Fanyu looked down at his hands, chuckled and said in a low voice, "A little bit."

"What do you want from me?" Ruan Miao couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so she simply asked, "You came to me suddenly on such a cold day, why didn't you send me a message?"

Jian Fan looked at him quietly, his eyes darkened, and it took him a while to reply: "I don't have your WeChat."

Speaking of this, Ruan Miao also remembered that they did not seem to have exchanged contact information. After knowing each other for so long, he didn't even know Jian Fanyu's phone number.

Anyway, he won't go out of the plot in the future, and Jian Fanyu probably won't be able to dislike him after being reborn, and it's okay to keep in touch with him as an ordinary friend in the future.

The most important thing is that Ruan Miao covets Jian Fanyu's No.1 academic performance. He thinks that he can learn a lot of skills from him. He heard that Jian Fanyu is very accurate every time he bets on the questions. He has long been thinking about how to follow Jane Fanyu spoke.

"Then let's add it?" Ruan Miao took out her mobile phone with a smile on her face, "Maybe we will keep in touch in the future?"

Jian Fanyu had no objection, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket kindly and handed it over. Ruan Miao quickly scanned the QR code to add a contact, and then returned the mobile phone to him, "By the way, you haven't said what's wrong with you yet. ?”

Jian Fanyu took the phone and stuffed it into his pocket casually, and said calmly: "Actually, it's nothing, I just want to ask you out for a walk."

"???"

Ruan Miao was at a loss, who wouldn't want to eat hot pot in a warm room and take a walk outside in this cold weather?He wanted to refuse immediately, but when he looked up, he saw Jian Fanyu staring at him with deep eyes, so he nodded subconsciously.

"OK then."

Jane Fanyu was satisfied.

So, the two of them walked along the street all the way in the ice and snow, but neither of them spoke.Ruan Miao began to wonder if she was out of her mind just now, why did her mind go blank when she saw Jian Fanyu showing a fragile and sad expression, and she agreed in a daze?

No matter how beautiful Jian Fanyu is, he is still a boy. Could it be that he is such a superficial person?

Ruan Miao was thinking in a mess all the way, when a gust of cold wind blew, carrying the residual snow on the trees and blowing people's bones ached, Ruan Miao raised her hand to wrap her scarf tighter, couldn't help shivering secretly , accidentally saw Jian Fanyu's hands that were red and purple from the cold.

"Are your hands okay?" Ruan Miao felt cold for him, "Why don't you wear more clothes when you go out?"

Following his gaze, Jian Fanyu also noticed his hands. He stretched out his slender hands and looked at them for a while, then replied flatly: "It doesn't matter how much you wear, it doesn't matter."

Ruan Miao disagreed: "It must be that you are not wearing enough clothes! Look at me, I am always ridiculed by everyone for dressing like a bear, but who cares, as long as I feel warm and comfortable, they can do whatever they want Think, I don't want to suffer."

"Don't refuse to dress just for the sake of looking good, just like that guy He Shanglu."

Jian Fanyou walked quietly and listened to his babbling, her eyelids drooping, she was wondering what she was thinking.After Ruan Miao said bad things about He Shanglu for a while, she remembered something, hesitantly pulled her gloves off her hands, and handed them to Jian Fanyu: "Give it to you."

Jian Fanyu stopped in her tracks, a little puzzled.

Ruan Miao sighed, and said helplessly, "It's not my Holy Mother. For those of you who play the piano, are your hands very important? I used to watch TV and said that pianists' hands should not be damaged in the slightest, as it will affect their performance. "

"You play the piano so well, you may become an excellent pianist in the future, you must take good care of it."

Jian Fanyu raised her eyes and stared at Ruan Miao, without saying a word for a long time.

Ruan Miao's scalp was numb when he looked at it. Why did Jian Fanyu's expression remind him of the terrifying appearance outside the piano room? Could it be that what he said just now irritated him?

"What, what's wrong?" Ruan Miao asked bravely, "What did I say wrong?"

Jian Fanyu looked down at the gloves in Ruan Miao's hands. The fluffy and chubby gloves looked very warm. The corners of his lips curled up in a self-deprecating arc, and he said softly, "You're right, but I'll never be an outstanding pianist."

"Why?" Ruan Miao was puzzled, "I think you play really well!"

Jian Fanyu remained silent, shaking his head slowly: "You don't understand."

don't understand what?

Ruan Miao stared blankly at Jian Fanyu, and suddenly remembered that in the original book, Jian Fanyu did not seem to continue playing the piano in the end. At that time, he only cared about the plot and didn't care about it. Thinking about it now, when did Jian Fanyu give up?

"But, but..." Ruan Miao recalled that time in the piano room and saw him violently smashing the keys of the piano with both hands, and was at a loss for words.

He lowered his head and grabbed his gloves helplessly. He really wanted to encourage Jian Fanyu, but he is an idiot who doesn't understand music. Just like what Jian Fanyu said, he doesn't understand anything, let alone comfort others. Maybe it will only make things worse.

But he still remembers that chance encounter outside the piano room, the beautiful sound of Jian Fan's piano.

After being silent for a while, Jian Fan suddenly stretched out his hand and said with a chuckle, "Didn't you say you want to wear gloves for me? You don't want to?"

Ruan Miao came back to his senses, he nodded quickly and said, "Yes. But my gloves may not be the style you like, or the size of your gloves may not be suitable for you. Don't be disgusted."

After all, he took Jian Fanyu's cold hand, which had been frozen for an unknown amount of time, and was as cold as ice. He carefully put on his gloves bit by bit, not wanting to leave even the slightest gap, in an attempt to make him hurry up warm up.

He lowered his head and put on the gloves for Jian Fanyu with a very serious expression, and Jian Fanyu was also looking at him seriously, without even wanting to blink.

"Don't look at these gloves, they are dirty, but they are very warm." Ruan Miao explained to him in a low voice. It looks like a girl's style, but I bought it because I wanted to save money, but I didn't expect it to be very warm."

Listening to his chatter, Jian Fanyu shook her head and said, "It's not soil."

Ruan Miao frowned with a smile, "Really? Then your vision is much better than He Shanglu's. He laughed at me for three days, saying that it's fine if I look like a rabbit, but I still look like a rabbit after buying gloves. "

Jian Fanyu watched him put on the gloves for himself, and slowly took his hands back, unexpectedly agreeing in a serious way: "He is right."

Ruan Miao rolled her eyes, "I am a Buddhist, and now my style is popular!"

Jian Fan was gloomy and noncommittal. He looked at the pair of furry gloves on his hands that really didn't match his temperament, and felt the warmth from his fingers, as if the warmth covered his whole body little by little. temperature.

Counting his past and present lives, he hadn't felt the heat like this for many years.

There was a little smile in Jian Fanyu's eyes. He still remembered the warmth borrowed from Ruan Miao's hug that night, so he came to him in broad daylight when the cold was unbearable, and wanted to borrow it from him again.

It turned out that Ruan Miao could really convey warmth to him, and he felt as if he saw a glimmer of light.

But Ruan Miao didn't notice it, he put his hand into his coat pocket and pretended to be walking in the snow calmly, but actually wept secretly in his heart.

It turns out that I'm really a superficial person, pretending to be a hero, I have to generously give gloves to others, now it's over, I'm freezing to death!

Calling you superficial must be a hero!

Live it!