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

Qiao Ying was halfway through the meal, when he suddenly heard his name, he looked up, and Fu Guqing looked at him with a smile, Qiao Ying's familiar interest in watching a good show was in his eyes.

Qiao Ying tilted her head, a little puzzled, and her eyes indicated what was wrong with her.

Fu Guqing said: "Ah, it's nothing, I just feel that everyone present here seems to be family members except me."

The word "family" was bitten lightly and long by her, and the meaning was unclear.

As soon as she said these words, the atmosphere on the table suddenly changed.

Chang Jiao's expression didn't change, as if it had nothing to do with him, Qiao Ying blinked, as if he didn't understand, Chang Song Ling paused, shivering and withdrew his hand, not daring to look up.

There were only two people who didn't feel anything - Chang Ping, a kid who was under six years old, and Chang Ke, who was 15 years old but had almost the same reflexes.

The latter was stunned for a moment, not knowing if he really didn't understand, or on purpose, he followed Fu Guqing's words and asked, "What family?"

The corners of Fu Guqing's lips curled up even more, she stared at Qiao Ying with an unknown light in her eyes.

"It's a family member in the literal sense. After all, Chang Jiao likes Qiao Ying. Didn't he like him for ten years? Of course, it may be longer." Fu Guqing paused, with a pleasant smile in his voice, looking forward to the meeting. After a good show, "In his heart, Qiao Ying has long been his family member. I can't say that too much, right?"

The secret that had been buried in the bottom of my heart for several years, at this moment, was caught off guard and revealed to the surface, naked and straightforward, without any luck or concealment.

Chang Ke shut his mouth belatedly, regretting in his heart which muscle he made a mistake just now, Chang Song Ling's hand under the table twisted him hard, and signaled him to keep his mouth shut. Just like a vase.

As for the two parties in Fu Guqing's mouth, one of them was as motionless as a mountain, and his whole body was much gloomy, and a huge storm was brewing in his lowered eyes.The other one sat on the chair by himself, except for being slightly stunned at the beginning, he didn't react too much.

Can't tell what it means.

Fu Guqing, who provoked all these incidents, covered his mouth with his hands and chuckled, his nails were painted with bright red nail polish, "I'm just kidding, why are you so quiet, continue eating."

She evaded the matter and put it aside lightly, but except for her smiling face, most of the other people at the table were in a low mood.

Qiao Ying moved her chopsticks and ignored her words, but her eyes intersected with her intentionally or unintentionally, and there was a faint warning in this look.

Fu Guqing blinked his right eye mischievously at him, and wrote down everything he wanted to say.

—A very interesting show, isn't it?

After the meal, Fu Guqing took her bag, Shi Shiran got up and left, Chang Songling and his brother didn't want to stay any longer, especially Chang Ke who had a brain twitch.

Qiao Ying didn't say anything, and packed the snacks that he had baked before and handed them to them. Chang Ke was flattered, and Chang Songling thanked Chang Ping obediently, took the things and took the elevator away.

Only Chang Jiao and Qiao Ying were left in the apartment.

Qiao Ying packed up her things casually, "I'm going back to City A tomorrow, so I'll leave early if I don't have anything to do."

Chang Jiao looked at him, and suddenly called out: "...Brother." His eyelashes trembled slightly, and it was the first time in his adult life that he felt uneasy and apprehensive, as if he had been exposed so frankly just now. After burying the feelings in my heart for a long time.

"how?"

"After I move to city A, can you come and help me organize my things? Or accompany me to buy some things. I want to buy some things, but I don't know how to decide."

After Chang Jiao finished speaking, he was afraid that he would refuse, so he quickly added: "Chang Ping and the others will come too."

Qiao Ying stared at him for a few seconds, then nodded.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, thin curtains made of white veils fluttered behind him, drafts poured in from the wide-open window, a few streaks of dark red highlights were a little obvious under the light, and the black hair was blown by the wind Some are looser, some are scattered, and some are fluttering in the wind.

As Chang Jiao watched, a thought suddenly came to his mind that was inappropriate not to mention here.

This wind is really an escape, not only messing up his sweetheart's hair, but also messing up his heart by the way.

In a flash, he thought again, yes, his sweetheart.

The person who has been carefully hidden in his heart for ten years, he lived in ten years ago, has never come out in these ten years, and will stay in his heart for a long time in the days to come.

Chang Jiao forced her thoughts back to reality, "Brother, wait, I have something to give you."

He entered the bedroom door, took something from the bottom of the cabinet against the wall, and handed it to Qiao Ying.

Qiao Ying looked down and saw that there were two overlapping books, one was thick and the other was thin, and the cover of the slightly thicker book was covered with gold letters on a white background, and on it was a vigorous brush calligraphy - "The Name of Qianqiu Long Live".

This is different from the cover of the genuine book that Qiao Ying bought online, but it is obviously more beautiful and exquisite, surrounded by a square book cover, and the book inside is tightly wrapped.

After he finished reading it, Chang Jiao changed the lower volume to the upper one, which was thinner.

Qiao Ying glanced at it, and guessed that it was about this collection of poems. The thickness was very similar. There was no name or author's signature, just a pure white envelope.

"Brother, this is the first book I wrote, and it is also the original book of "A Thousand Years" that you participated in. This is a refined collector's edition, so I think, give this to my brother."

Chang Jiao didn't say that the book was blank, and Qiao Ying didn't ask, and said softly, "Yes."

"Goodbye brother."

Chang Jiao's long and narrow eyes were bent, and the arcs at the end of the eyes were shockingly beautiful. He should be very happy, but he was a little sad.

They all tacitly did not mention what happened just now, as if it was just a vain dream, but it actually existed and happened.

It's just that the parties didn't want it to happen.

Chang Jiao stood in the apartment where he was the only one, muttering to himself in a low voice, he was almost going crazy, insane, and insane, thinking maliciously.

'Brother, now that everything is clear, do you still want to continue pretending that you don't know anything, and just deceive yourself and others for the rest of your life? '

It was evening, and a gorgeous sunset spread across the sky. This magnificent and decadent scene attracted many people's attention.

008 hasn't recovered from the shock of the meal just now, and said in a trance: [Host, the two protagonists, Chang Jiao and Chu Yu, they all, both...]

Too shocked, it can't go on.

Qiao Ying was bathed in the brilliance of the setting sun, 【So I said, the last thing I want to meet is the two of them. 】Recalling that someone just said it out so directly, he added: 【There is also Fu Guqing. 】

008 took a light breath, was horrified, and did not speak for a long time.

Qiao Ying wore a mask and hat, and walked along the street for more than ten minutes before realizing that he could take a taxi back to the hotel.

Gently rubbing his forehead, Qiao Ying flagged down a taxi, announced the name of the hotel and began to close his eyes and meditate.

When he returned to the hotel, there was no sunset left in the sky, and on the opposite side, a waning moon was slowly rising.

Qiao Ying lowered her head to take the room card, and was stunned when she raised her head, and her subsequent movements became slower.

"Qiao Qiao, why did you come back so late, did you go out for dinner?"

Lin Huaiyun had a gentle smile and an extremely gentle voice, which made people want to open their hearts to him.

Even Qiao Ying, who has almost no heart, will unconsciously relax a lot when getting along with him.

Just like that night that has long been selectively forgotten and never mentioned once.

"Well, I have a friend who lives here, went to his house for dinner, and just came back by taxi." Qiao Ying said, "Where is Brother Lin, are you waiting for me?"

Lin Huaiyun nodded and admitted, "I just have a rare two-day vacation, and I'm not sure about coming to see you for an important scene."

Qiao Ying pushed open the door, "Brother Lin, come in."

Lin Huaiyun's eyes fell on the bag he was carrying, and he vaguely guessed what was inside, "I didn't realize that you also like desserts, where did you buy them?"

Qiao Ying put all the things in his hands on the table, turned on the light to fetch a glass of water, "I didn't buy it, I borrowed it from a friend's kitchen to make it."

Lin Huaiyun was slightly stunned, and there was obvious consternation in his pupils, "What did you do?"

After getting an affirmative answer, when he looked at the bag again, there was an inexplicable scorching light in his eyes. He wanted to taste it, but he was hesitant to say anything.

Qiao Ying was about to ask Lin Huaiyun about that scene, when 008 suddenly yelled "Ah", with panic in his voice.

Qiao Ying frowned, [What's wrong? 】

008 screamed just now, as if it used up all the next volume, and the sound was negligible, [Well, I just suddenly thought that what you said before means that you already know that they treat you... this matter? 】

Qiao Ying was dumbfounded.

008 said: [I can't figure out one thing, why don't you like one of them?They are obviously excellent, but when you even face them outside, you have a few evasive behaviors. I may ask why this is? 】

In Chapter 008, I realized that something was wrong, and it was too late to change my words.

Qiao Ying ignored it, and started playing with Lin Huaiyun on her own, but made several low-level mistakes one after another.

Lin Huaiyun could sense his absent-mindedness without even a wink. He didn't point it out, but just put away the script, "It's already late enough, so I won't bother you. Good night, Qiao Qiao."

Qiao Ying didn't want to force her, so she nodded, "Brother Lin, good night."

Lin Huaiyun stood up and was about to go out. Qiao Ying glanced at the bag on the table out of the corner of her eye. Remembering what he had just asked, she picked it up and shouted, "Brother Lin, wait..."

The voice stopped, and his tail sound disappeared too hastily and too suddenly.

Lin Huaiyun heard the muffled sound of something falling to the ground. He turned his head and found Qiao Ying slumped on the carpet, with one hand propped on the ground and the other hand covering his forehead. His eyebrows were tightly knit together. Become pale, lip color is also pale.

Lin Huaiyun's heart sank severely at this moment, and he walked over in three steps at a time, crouched down, and without caring about being exposed, he wrapped his arms around Qiao Ying anxiously.

"Jojo...Jojo, what's the matter?"

Qiao Ying didn't answer him, her complexion was frighteningly pale, and the veins on her forehead popped out one by one, floating on her pale skin like a layer of light relief, and throbbing weakly.

"Jojo, Jojo... Jojo?!"

Qiao Ying couldn't speak, she gritted her back molars, and the corners of her eyes were even slightly wet. Looking at it was very uncomfortable, and there was even fine sweat on her forehead.

Lin Huaiyun didn't dare to disturb him, so he could only hold him half in his arms, coaxing him softly with a low voice.

It took about 10 minutes for Qiao Ying's situation to ease.

Lin Huaiyun let out a long sigh of relief, his back was almost wet with sweat, and it felt like a whole century had passed just now.

It was obviously Qiao Ying who was suffering, but he was so anxious that his back was covered with cold sweat.

Qiao Ying regained consciousness from the state just now, opened his eyes, his temples and even the entire brain nerves felt sore and swollen after extreme pain. Nailed in, the pain surged like an ocean, almost swallowing his entire will.

He forced himself to prop up his upper body from the carpet, and he heard anxious and concerned inquiries.

"Qiao Qiao, what's the matter? What's wrong? How is it now? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

It was rare for Qiao Ying to be half-embraced by him weakly, her complexion was as pale as paper, her voice was much weaker, and she explained everything just now in two short words.

"Headache."

Lin Huaiyun's hand instantly moved to his temple, gently rubbing it for him, "Why do you have a headache? Go to the hospital, your appearance just now scared me."

Qiao Ying shook her head, "No, can I trouble Brother Lin to help you back to the bedroom? I'll be fine after lying down for a while."

Lin Huaiyun couldn't hold him back, so he half hugged him and helped him onto the bed, and naturally helped him take off his shoes, and stuffed his feet into the quilt.

He was worried, and said: "If you feel uncomfortable, remember to call me. I'll go back first. Remember to call me. I'll take you to the hospital."

Qiao Ying huddled under the quilt and said, "Okay, I remembered." After a pause, he said again: "I just wanted to give you the cake, Brother Lin, just take it when you go out."

Lin Huaiyun was slightly stunned, a little helpless, more distressed, his fingertips lightly tapped Qiao Ying's eyebrows, and miraculously soothed Qiao Ying's mood.

"Got it, sleep well, I'm always here."

Qiao Ying looked at him and slowly closed her eyes.

The author has something to say: Qiao Qiao will not have a headache for no reason!It's not like getting sick or something, it's not so bloody! (make a fist.)