After the black moonlight washed the white, all the crematoriums [Transmigration Book]

At eight o'clock in the evening, when Lin Xingcheng walked out of the training ground, it was already dark.He took a taxi, and the driver asked him where he was going, and Lin Xingcheng returned the address of his new home.

Driver: "Okay."

As soon as the words fell, he heard a mechanical child's voice, "Are you going home now? It's rare to take me out."

The driver was taken aback: "..."

There is obviously only one person in the car, where is the child's voice coming from!

Lin Xingcheng: "..."

"It's my AI toy, sorry." He took out Little Moonlight as he spoke, "I put it in my backpack."

Driver: "...Oh, let me tell you, I only saw you tomorrow, and I thought there was a supernatural event. Are all the AI ​​toys so advanced now?"

Lin Xingcheng: "It's a bit too advanced."

Little Moonlight: "Too much?"

driver:"……"

too.

Lin Xingcheng poked Xiao Yueguang's stomach, "It's too early to go home, where do you want to go if you don't want to go home?"

"Anywhere, with you." It paused, and continued, "Going shopping, watching movies, eating night market snacks, everything is fine."

driver:"……"

You are not a fucking toy, but a boyfriend, right?

Pretty good, lad.

Lin Xingcheng: "...you can't go shopping again."

Shopping with short legs?

"have you."

Lin Xingcheng: "You're welcome. You can't eat it, can you?"

"Watch you eat."

The driver finally couldn't bear it when he heard this, "How about I turn around? The night market is behind."

Lin Xingcheng: "No need."

Little Moonlight: "Okay."

in unison.

driver:"……"

Lin Xingcheng smiled embarrassingly, "Don't pay attention to him, just a kid. A kid's wish doesn't have to be fulfilled every time."

Little Moonlight: "...you haven't been satisfied either."

Lin Xingcheng: "Where is your switch?"

Little Moonlight stopped talking.

Lin Xingcheng bent his lips in satisfaction.

Going shopping, watching movies and eating snacks with a toy seems a bit magical, he can't imagine...

At the same time, Yu Ningqiu was reading the news in the hotel.

After moving out from Gu Heng's house, he has been living in the hotel.In fact, before the fire broke out, he had been renting a house, but since he got used to Gu Heng's big villa, he didn't like the apartment he rented before, and he would rather live in a hotel.

But this is not a long-term solution.

Seeing that Gu Heng was not only bankrupt but also detained, his mood was a bit complicated. He felt regretful and unwilling. He was unwilling to be reconciled to the fact that his spare tire lover, who could provide him with resources and was good at bed, was gone. Anyway, there are three other people to choose from.

The faces of three people quickly appeared in Yu Ningqiu's mind. They are outstanding in appearance, outstanding in their respective fields, have distinctive personalities, and are liked by many people... and these three people like themselves.

Thinking of this, Yu Ningqiu suddenly felt less uncomfortable.

Who should you choose among the three?

After taking out the communicator and looking at it for 10 minutes, Yu Ningqiu finally stopped at Song Mingran's name.

He met Song Mingran at the restaurant that day, and Song Mingran still whispered "slow down" in his ear when he was leaving.

In fact, Yu Ningqiu has always liked Song Mingran the most. For no other reason, he is a face controler. He has almost no resistance to Song Mingran's handsome and sunny appearance.

Coupled with his excellent talent, he has a unique contemptuous and aloof artist temperament. This feeling that no one else can touch but he can get close to him, the vigorous attack of the young year adds a bit of hidden excitement.

After thinking about it, he called Song Mingran.

Not long after, the other end picked it up, with a lazy voice, "Brother Ning Qiu."

Yu Ningqiu's heart skipped a beat, and he cleared his throat and said, "Are you busy? I miss you a little bit."

The other end smiled, and seemed to be very happy to reply: "No."

Yu Ningqiu cut to the chase: "Have you missed me? I'm free recently."

"Oh?"

"Would you like me to stay with you for a few days?"

After a while, Song Mingran's refreshing laughter came, "Okay."

Song Mingran found Yu Ningqiu as a substitute after Lin Xingcheng left.When Lin Xingcheng was still a model, he had contact with Yu Ningqiu, but the two of them didn't develop much at that time.

After Lin Xingcheng left, Song Mingran often felt an indescribable sense of loneliness. He obviously hated Lin Xingcheng, but he was no longer in front of him, and he felt a little empty.So he found Yu Ningqiu.

But Yu Ningqiu has always been indifferent, and I don't know if he is hanging him on purpose. The two have been entangled for almost a year, and they haven't had any relationship yet.

Unexpectedly, the other party would actually take the initiative to make this request.

Yu Ningqiu: "Well... By the way, your sister is usually busy with the family business, will she live at home?"

He knew that Song Mingxin was a bit possessive of his younger brother, so he was somewhat worried.

"She's here." Song Mingran said, "It's okay, she likes you quite a bit, come here."

Yu Ningqiu was very happy to hear that, because he knew that Song Mingxin hated Lin Xingcheng very much, "That's good. I'll prepare a gift for you."

Song Ming laughed: "Why are you being polite to me, huh?"

"Should be."

"I really want to give it away, Brother Ning Qiu, just give me yourself."

Hearing this, Yu Ningqiu's heart skipped a beat, "...I still have a variety show here, and the recording is over in the past few days. I'll pack up and move there, you wait for me."

The Alliance Mecha Contest that Lin Xingcheng signed up for started.

The competition is divided into two stages, the preliminary round and the final round.

In the preliminaries, it was a contest between contestants, but in the final round, the contestants had to go to the occupied area and face the invading beasts.

Today is Lin Xingcheng's first preliminaries. As a player in the underground arena, he is actually not very popular.

Although "Star" is already well-known in the underground, for most people who don't watch underground competitions, this name is still a bit too unfamiliar compared with the players who participated in the league competitions in previous years.

His opponent in this competition was the top [-] in the previous competition. Not only was he more famous than him, but he also had more experience than him, so he was naturally regarded as an unpopular player.

Most people don't like him, and even the fans who come to support him are far less than the opposite side.

In the quiz list in the live broadcast room, the opponents were almost overwhelming to win, and the poor support rate of "Star" was not enough.

Obviously, the opposite player codenamed "Black Panther" is more popular than him.

Lin Xingcheng didn't care about popularity, what he cared about was the "Mecha Modification Gift Pack" reward that only entered the top ten in the preliminaries.

There are usually rare materials from unknown planets in there, even if it is only enough to make a screw cap, it is still enviable.

The game has not started yet, but the scene is already full of spectators.

Lin Xingcheng didn't know that there was a special spectator who came to watch his game today.

There was an easel in the VIP viewing room. The man was sitting on the sofa, wearing a casual soft light-colored suit, and his gray woolen long coat was hanging on the hanger beside him.

There are painting tools on the table: paints, palettes, brushes...

Song Mingran came to paint Lin Xingcheng specially today.

Oh, today he should be called "Xing."

Song Mingran has not painted Lin Xingcheng for a long time. The last painting he painted for Lin Xingcheng is called "Pipa".It was painted after one of the paintings he cared about most was burned.

Song Mingran thought for a while, rang the calling bell to call the service staff of the arena, and gave her a little tip, "Please, beautiful sister, please tell Xing that he has a good friend, let him come to my place .”

The girl knew Song Mingran, and she blushed when she heard him call her that, and quickly responded.

Lin Xingcheng, who was preparing in the background, thought that the person in the VIP room was Song Mingran, but only after he went there did he find out that it was Song Mingran.

"Why are you here?" Lin Xingcheng said lightly.

Song Mingran leaned close to his ear and said softly, "I'll draw you."

As he said that, he wanted to touch Lin Xingcheng's shoulder with his hand, because he liked the competition uniform, but Lin Xingcheng avoided it.

He raised his eyebrows lightly.

Lin Xingcheng was still drenched in the heavy rain for several hours when he was kicked out of the studio, and refused to leave.

"Brother, your sins haven't been redeemed yet," Song Ming smiled, "The competition will be over in a while, come back here."

One of the reasons for Song Mingran's atonement was that a painting he cherished was burned, and Lin Xingcheng took the blame because of the plot.

That day, Lin Xingcheng happened to be his assistant and model in the studio. After everyone left the studio, Lin Xingcheng stayed behind to tidy up and lock the door. In the end, he was "reasonably" regarded as the arsonist.Because Song Mingran didn't like anything that restrained him, there was no monitoring in the studio, and no one could prove his innocence.

The next day, Lin Xingcheng was scolded by Song Mingxin for pointing at his nose, saying that the painting was the only connection between their siblings and their dead parents.

Song Mingran was wearing a white loose shirt, his body sank into the sofa, half of his handsome face was covered with shadows, "Why don't you still know how to repent? Brother will have to pay the price."

After finishing speaking, Song Mingran asked Song Mingxin to leave, while he walked up to Lin Xingcheng, took off his shirt, and left him only a pair of black jeans.

After thinking about it, he unbuttoned the pair of black jeans with his own hands. After thinking for a while, he didn't pull it down, but said to himself, "It seems better to still hold the pipa."

At first, Lin Xingcheng didn't quite understand what it meant to still hold the pipa, until he saw Song Mingran take out the whip he just bought.

He whipped himself on the back twice involuntarily.

Lin Xingcheng didn't expect it at that time. If the system hadn't activated the sensory amplifier for him in the first place, which almost reduced the pain to zero, he didn't know how painful it would be.

In fact, Lin Xingcheng originally had a good impression of Song Mingran.He is very talented in painting, he is a smart kid, a positive and good student, he will take the initiative to help himself in organizing activities in the class, he is well-behaved, careful, and has a sense of responsibility...

But after his parents died in a fire and a post on the school forum became popular, Song Mingran changed. He became sensitive and suspicious, with a surly personality and claustrophobia.

For a while he even had to resort to sedatives to stabilize his mood, but then he stopped taking them altogether.

Lin Xingcheng has always felt sorry for him. After being taken in by him, he also tried to let him come out, enlighten him, comfort him, and help him contact a psychologist...but Song Mingran not only refused to accept it, but even asked for more in the matter of modeling.

After doing so much, all he got in return was Song Mingran's whip after losing control.

When Lin Xingcheng was whipped, there was another assistant in the studio. He was a 19-year-old college student. He was shocked when he saw this scene. It took a few seconds for him to realize that he stepped forward and grabbed Song Mingran's hand, "Brother Song, You can't fight, this, this is against the law..."

Song Mingran just nodded his head, a smile appeared on his handsome and innocent face, "Okay, this should be enough. I'm starting to draw, brother monitor."

The so-called still hugging the pipa is actually to draw out the whip marks similar to the pipa on Lin Xingcheng's back, and then let Lin Xingcheng perform the gesture of hugging his back.

……

In the VIP viewing room, Song Mingran said: "I'll wait for you here. After the game is over, I want to see my brother open a mecha for me alone...the kind without clothes."

"You will agree, right, just like before."