After I became the protagonist Bai Yueguang, I was in the Shura field [Transmigration Book]

Qiao Ying blinked, tilted her head to one side naturally, and called softly, "Brother Lin?"

Lin Huaiyun was brought back to his senses by his yelling, and the base of his ears suddenly turned red, like in the locker room before, but even redder than that time.

Lin Huaiyun unconsciously turned his eyes away, his hand was still on Qiao Ying's heart, and he didn't want to pull it out out of selfishness, planning to pull it out again when Qiao Ying let go.

If Qiao Ying didn't let go, he would never let go.

Qiao Ying reminded: "Brother Lin, it's your turn to speak."

Lin Huaiyun's mind went blank, and he managed to find out the next line to say from his chaotic memory, followed Qiao Ying's words, and finished the scene.

Qiao Ying let go of her hands, got up from the ground, patted the wrinkled fabric on her knees, and sat down on one side.

"What do you think, Brother Lin?"

Qiao Ying was uncommonly a little apprehensive, not sure if he had grasped the focus of having no little shadow guard, and whether he would perform the little shadow guard in a lively manner.

Lin Huaiyun nodded, and praised without hesitation: "It's great, the eyes are handled very well, and there will be no problem at all when we officially play tomorrow."

Qiao Ying let out a sigh of relief, her shoulders and neck relaxed obviously, "Brother Lin, please trouble me today."

Lin Huaiyun smiled and said that you are welcome, and took a glance at the buzzing mobile phone that he had ignored for a long time.

Director Zhou made the call, and Lin Huaiyun whispered, "Wait for me, I'll call back."

He walked aside and called Director Zhou back.

"Huaiyun, why didn't you answer the phone just now? I thought something happened to you." Director Zhou said worriedly on the other end of the phone.

Lin Huaiyun smiled, and the laughter was clearly transmitted to the other end of the phone through the microphone, "The phone is on silent, I didn't hear it just now, don't worry about me too much, I'm in a very safe place now, they won't find me .”

Zhou Dao said: "Just now I called the management staff to ask them to solve this matter. By the way, Xiao Fu just said that she was free, so she walked along and talked to the hotel's security personnel. Let some messy people in."

Lin Huaiyun said: "This matter is bothering Director Zhou."

After a few words, Lin Huaiyun hung up the phone.

He didn't deliberately avoid Qiao Ying on the phone, so Qiao Ying heard everything Qiao Ying said clearly. He raised his head, glanced at Lin Huaiyun, and asked naturally, "Have those fans been resolved?"

"Well." Lin Huaiyun nodded, "It's been resolved, and now they are probably taken out of the hotel. Director Zhou said that he will arrange for someone to change my room tomorrow. The original room has been exposed, it is not safe, and if it is not secured, someone will think about it again today. sneaking in like this."

Hearing this, Qiao Ying frowned slightly, "What about today, are you still living in the original room?"

A little helplessness surfaced on Lin Huaiyun's face, "That's the only way. It's too late now, so it's not good to bother others. It's okay to just stay for one night."

Qiao Ying looked at Lin Huaiyun. The latter had a good ability to accept. Even if such a dangerous thing happened just now, his expression was calm and gentle, without any panic. He was obviously used to it.

For no reason, Qiao Ying somewhat hated this habit.

"Brother Lin." Qiao Ying said, "Why don't you just stay with me today, I'm worried that some of them will not give up and sneak back halfway."

Lin Huaiyun was taken aback for a moment, and his mouth almost passed his mind at this moment. He didn't even think too much, and blurted out to ask: "Will it be too much trouble for you to stay?"

"How could it be?" Qiao Ying shook her head, "Brother Lin has been playing right with me for so long, I should thank you. If you don't mind, the bed in the suite is actually very big."

Lin Huaiyun's focus was all on his last sentence, and he held his breath slightly, the thoughts floating in his mind made him feel unbelievable.

"Are you... sleeping with me? Don't you... mind too much?" Lin Huaiyun restrained, barely maintained his expression, and asked.

"Well, the bed is big enough to accommodate two adults. I don't mind." Qiao Ying paused, thinking of something, and said, "If Brother Lin is not used to sleeping with other people, I can also go to the sofa Lying down, the sofa is big enough."

Lin Huaiyun blurted out, "I don't mind."

Qiao Ying turned around and entered the room, took out another spare pillow that he had put away before from the cabinet, and took another thick quilt from it, threw it on the bed and spread it out at will.

Qiao Ying doesn't like too much heat. Even in summer, she likes to keep the temperature of the air conditioner at 26 degrees, and sleep under a thick quilt at night.

It wasn't until he finished spreading the quilt that he remembered to ask about Lin Huaiyun's habits.

Qiao Ying pinched the bridge of her nose, and took out half of her body from the door, "Brother Lin, do you like to turn on the air conditioner and cover the quilt when you sleep, or do you not turn on the air conditioner?"

Sitting on the sofa, Lin Huaiyun felt a little stiff. He came back to his senses when he heard Qiao Ying's voice, and replied, "I can do it, don't force it, just follow your habits."

Qiao Ying took the controller and restored the temperature of the air conditioner that had just been adjusted to the original 26 degrees, the indoor temperature he was used to.

Lin Huaiyun sat on the sofa the whole time, and his whole body became stiff. He kept recalling what Qiao Ying said just now in his ear, and his breathing became a lot lighter.

Lin Huaiyun raised his hand and pinched his ears. The temperature in his hands was so hot that he didn't even need to find a mirror to guess how red his ears were at this moment.

Not only were his ears red, but his heartbeat was also chaotic, one beating faster than the other.

"Brother Lin, it's all right."

Qiao Ying's voice brought Lin Huaiyun back to his senses. He raised his eyes subconsciously and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, feeling a little surprised.

It was just after 09:30, did Qiao Ying go to bed so early?

As if sensing the meaning in his eyes, Qiao Ying explained, "I usually have nothing to do, and I go to bed early."

Lin Huaiyun reacted, smiled, and jokingly said in a tone of praise: "Early to bed and early to rise is good for your health. It seems that our Qiao Qiao is a good boy."

Good boy, this title is actually not suitable to describe Qiao Ying, whether it is the word in front or the word in the back.

Therefore, there have been only a few people who have called him that, except for Lin Huaiyun, who called him that last time...

This title suddenly brought Qiao Ying's memory back a long time ago. In the room in the huge manor, the man put one hand on the tie he had just tied. Satisfied, he smiled a little more, and said in a voice with an inexplicable smile: Good boy.

Qiao Ying came back to her senses, her eyebrows frowned imperceptibly, she didn't understand why she suddenly lost her mind.

Soon, he attributed all this to the other party's face, which looked too much like someone else.

Lin Huaiyun's body was stiff until he lay on the bed, and he felt a clear sense of loss in his heart. He thought he would share the same quilt with Qiao Ying, but he didn't expect that the other party took out another bed from the cabinet, and even made it on the bed. Well, he didn't even have a chance to refuse.

But this loss was quickly diluted by another emotion, that is the ecstatic joy of lying on the same bed with the sweetheart.

The whole heart was swollen by some unknown thing, so full that it almost overflowed, it was a little itchy, but it was satisfying and satisfying.

When Lin Huaiyun went to bed, he deliberately moved towards Qiao Ying's side, shortening the distance between them and giving him a feeling that he could touch Qiao Ying's hand as long as he lifted the quilt.

Immediately he realized that this was just an illusion of his own.

The bed in the suite is really big enough for five adults to lie on it without even feeling crowded. No matter how long or wide it is, it is big enough to roll around on it.

In the silent room, Lin Huaiyun raised his hand, placed it on his beating heart, and laid it quietly. Sleeping in this position would actually make people very uncomfortable after falling asleep, but Lin Huaiyun didn't want to take his hand away , He tried to cover up the accelerated heartbeat in such a way.

"Brother Lin." After an unknown amount of time, Qiao Ying suddenly called out in a soft voice, "Can't you sleep?"

Lin Huaiyun suddenly came back to his senses, and his mind quickly became entangled. He didn't know how to answer, he opened his mouth a little dryly, and gave the same soft response, "Yes."

Qiao Ying turned over, from lying flat to side, quietly watching Lin Huaiyun in the dark, the latter didn't notice anything, only thought that Qiao Ying had moved.

"You can't sleep either?" Lin Huaiyun finished "um", paused for a long while, and held back a question.

"Yeah." Qiao Ying's voice came from the other side of the bed, "I was thinking about something, and I couldn't fall asleep after thinking about it."

Across a wall, every time the second hand on the clock moved, the tick-tock, regular and orderly sound came through the wall, dispelling the silence in the room.

Lin Huaiyun made his voice extremely soft, and asked: "What are you thinking about? If it's convenient, you can tell me." After a pause, he added: "After dawn, I will pretend that I haven't heard anything now. No matter what you say, I'm going to lose my memory completely, okay?"

Qiao Ying didn't speak, and his breathing statement clearly showed the fact that he was not asleep.

After a long time, the second hand did not know how many laps it had passed and how many times it rang before Qiao Ying's voice reappeared in the room.

"I have a friend," he said.

Lin Huaiyun listened quietly.

"I haven't seen him for a long time." Perhaps at night, Qiao Ying's voice was not only soft, but also very fragile, like a person who is used to being tough, suddenly revealing his soft inside, which caught people off guard and at the same time felt novel , feel distressed even more.

Qiao Ying continued: "I went to see him a long time ago. He was still lying in the ICU at that time. Later, after he came out of the ICU, he was transferred to a nursing home in the suburbs, maintaining his life in a vegetative state. Didn't wake up."

"What happened today reminded me of him all of a sudden." Qiao Ying seldom spoke so long. He paused for a while, letting his unadapted voice relax for a while, before continuing: "The year he was admitted to the ICU , just 22 years old, not long after graduating from university, and life is just beginning... On that day, he just got the endorsement of a high-end luxury brand that he has always liked."

Qiao Ying said: "A few hours before leaving for the brand conference, he showed me his mobile phone and said that he had a lot of zeros in his bank account. When he came back, he would treat me to a big meal and go to the food street and commercial street. , From sweeping the streets to the end of the street, he reimbursed them all.”

Lin Huaiyun said softly, indicating that he was listening, and asked cooperatively, "And then."

"Then... on the way back, there was a highway, and a group of fanatical fans followed him all the way to chase the car. In order to get rid of the fans, the driver accidentally hit a giant billboard at the corner, and the car rolled a few times. Fell off the railing and landed on another highway."

"Brother Lin." Qiao Ying yelled, "What do you think he did wrong? To use this method to carry the so-called love of a group of lunatics."

His voice was very light, and the doubts in it were also light, as if this was just an ordinary thing.

He didn't say "illegitimate meal" or "crazy fans" any more, but directly referred to those people as lunatics.

"Some of these lunatics are still crying and mourning. They took pictures of their idols and recorded the whole car accident. It's funny, isn't it?"

Qiao Ying said it was funny, but her voice was choked with imperceptible sobs.

Lin Huaiyun sighed imperceptibly, and the rustling sound of friction sounded in the room. Through the quilt, he reached out and hugged the person into his arms, resting his chin on the other's head and putting his hands on his back Gently stroking, as if coaxing a disobedient child to sleep.

"It's not funny at all." Lin Huaiyun said: "They made mistakes, but he didn't. Excellence is never anyone's fault."

Qiao Ying did not speak, her head was pressed against Lin Huaiyun's chest through two layers of quilt, and a soft and gentle low voice was heard beside her ear.

Lin Huaiyun opened his mouth, and what he said was unexpected, "If I have time, I will accompany you to visit this friend, okay? I guess, he must be a very important friend to you, go and have a look."

After a long silence, Lin Huaiyun almost thought that Qiao Ying was about to fall asleep, only to hear his soft response.

"……it is good."

Lin Huaiyun rubbed his head again, "Don't think about it, go to sleep."

In the darkness, he lowered his head and quietly placed an imperceptible kiss on Qiao Ying's forehead, which contained comfort.

Qiao Ying did not notice, her voice was muffled.

"Brother Lin...good night."

Good night, his sweet Jojo.

The author has something to say: The update time has become inexplicably unstable these days, damn it, I am too stupid to make mistakes.