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

system:"……"

Damn, I just said that you can't seduce the supervisor!

……

After talking with the system, Yu Ningqiu went to an event first, and returned to Song Mingran's villa at dusk.Before returning, he went to buy some porridge, and then contacted the owner of the stationery store, asking her to deliver the brushes outside Song Mingran's villa.

Yu Ningqiu didn't wait long outside the villa when a boy who looked like a college student delivered the pen at the appointed time.

Yu Ningqiu rolled down a third of the car window and asked, "Why didn't the lady boss come? Are you the lady boss's son?"

The boy nodded, "My mother has something, let me deliver it. The pen you want to buy, here it is." He handed over a plastic bag.

Yu Ningqiu took it, glanced into the plastic bag, and said with some disgust, "I can't make it look better, how did Lin Xingcheng explain?"

The boy said: "I'm sorry, he contacted his mother directly. He just said that you want to buy this kind of pen. It's very urgent. We didn't think too much about it. But this kind of pen has been discontinued, and it's very hard to find. You see , Although the packaging is not good, but we protect the pen very well."

Yu Ningqiu didn't bother to think about it anymore, and instead asked: "Do you know Lin Xingcheng?"

The boy smiled and said, "Ah, yes, I have known Brother Lin for many years. When he was in high school, I was just in the first year of junior high school."

Yu Ningqiu: "Can you play together?"

The boy said: "Brother Lin is a very nice person. At that time, he gave me all the notebooks in junior high school. Sometimes he also helped me with my homework."

Yu Ningqiu originally wanted to ask for more details, but after listening to it, he felt inexplicably in a bad mood, and sent a message: "Got it, let's go."

The boy nodded and asked before leaving, "Do you live here? What a magnificent house."

Yu Ningqiu didn't answer, closed the car window, and drove the car into the underground parking lot of the villa, leaving the boy with only the sound of the roaring engine and flying dust.

boy:"……"

Song Mingxin was on a business trip, and besides the servants, only Song Mingran and Yu Ningqiu were left in the villa.

Yu Ningqiu hid the paintbrush in her bag, and brought the packed porridge to Song Mingran's bedroom.

Song Mingran was sitting on the single sofa in front of the window, holding some tissues in one hand with his chin propped up, and a picture album in the other.He didn't seem to be in good spirits, the tip of his nose was reddish, as if he really had a cold.A suit of loose casual clothes was still loosely covering him, and the collarbone below the neck leaked out, filled with thin twilight.

This person's appearance is really impeccable, but his illness gave him a fragile sense of beauty.

"What are you looking at?" Yu Ningqiu said, walking up to Song Mingran, pretending that he didn't know about his cold in advance.

Song Mingran put down the album in his hand, looked at him, and said with a nasal voice, "It's nothing, just take a look."

"Why is there a nasal sound, do you have a cold?" Yu Ningqiu looked surprised.

"Ah."

"I came back so late yesterday and went out so early in the morning. I must have not worn enough clothes." Yu Ningqiu deliberately tried in a gentle and reproachful tone, "Take care of yourself, and take care of yourself. None are as important as your body."

Song Mingran recalled the night market last night and getting along with Lin Xingcheng this morning, and drooped his eyelashes, "Maybe."

He didn't know why he cared more and more about Lin Xingcheng. When Lin Xingcheng was driven away by Song Mingxin more than half a year ago, he felt that he had punished Lin Xingcheng for so long in a different way, and it was almost the same. Keeping that person burned his precious I don't want to see that person again in the future.

But now that he knows that he didn't burn the painting, he has a complicated feeling of unwillingness to let the other party leave his side.

"I bought you porridge." Yu Ningqiu said, opening the porridge package, "You have a cold, drink some while it's hot."

Song Mingran looked up at him: "Why did you think of buying porridge?"

"Just passing by, I heard that this porridge is delicious, so I want to buy it for you to try." Yu Ningqiu picked up the porridge bowl, "Besides, it's cold, I remember you used to like to drink some soup in winter. "

Song Mingran suddenly felt his heart warm.

He didn't spend much time with Yu Ningqiu, the two had been flirting for a while, but they never lived together.It's rare that the other party still remembers his preferences.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yu Ningqiu felt a little nervous. Could it be that the system made him buy porridge for Song Mingran by mistake?

"You... don't want to drink porridge?"

"No. I was thinking... Brother Yu is so careful." Song Mingran bent his lips and smiled, and reached out to touch his face, "It's so kind to me."

Yu Ningqiu's heart trembled.

With Song Mingran's hand, he tilted his head and rubbed lightly.Song Mingran leaned forward, hooked his neck and bit his earlobe.Yu Ningqiu did not expect the ambiguous atmosphere to come so quickly, and the tips of her ears gradually turned red.

……

At the same time, the system that was paying close attention to Yu Ningqiu's movements hurriedly broadcast to Lin Xingcheng: "The plan has begun to work. Song Mingran's favorability for Yu Ningqiu has increased, and they are very likely to do so in a while."

Lin Xingcheng was still watching his mecha competition video, and didn't care too much about the expected result, so he asked casually, "Which one?"

The system blushed inexplicably, "That's it... kiss, kiss."

Lin Xingcheng raised his eyebrows, "Oh."

What are you ashamed of?

"Help me send another application to the supervisor." Lin Xingcheng said.

System: "Huh? Send it again? Hasn't it already been sent?"

"As a postscript on the application, the relationship between Song Mingran and Yu Ningqiu is about to make a major breakthrough. Ask him what he thinks of my performance and whether he likes it."

System: "...I've never seen you take credit so actively."

Lin Xingcheng smiled faintly, "I want to invite you."

The system sent the application and the postscript together, and this time the supervisor replied very quickly, as fast as he was watching them right in front of the screen.

"It's coming, it's replying." The system clicked on it while talking, and read, "What do you think?"

"Ah, he replied 'what do you think'? Why do I feel like he doesn't like it too much?"

Lin Xingcheng raised his eyebrows, "Then you post another one, if you don't like my performance, don't you even like the beautiful love action movie I gave him?"

system:"……"

Help, you are courting death.

After sending the message of "seeking death", they received a reply after a while: I don't like watching other people's.

system:"……"

Wow.

Don't like to look at other people's, so what do you mean...

On the other end, Song Mingran finished his porridge.

Yu Ningqiu took out a tissue, wiped his mouth for him, and then pretended to be casual, "Oh, by the way, I bought you something."

Song Mingran sniffed lightly, "What?"

"Some paintbrushes." Yu Ningqiu said, got up and opened the backpack, took out the paintbrushes that Lin Xingcheng helped him find, and returned to Song Mingran.

Seeing this box of familiar new paintbrushes, Song Mingran was stunned for a moment, "Why... this brush has been discontinued."

Yu Ningqiu nodded, "I know, so it took me a while to find it."

Song Mingran took the familiar box of pens and was speechless for a moment.This brand of pens is not only a pen for him, but also a memory of youth and parents.

"I saw you left some worn-out pens in the warehouse before. I guessed that you liked this brand very much, so I wanted to buy some for you. But I went to the stationery store and found out that it was discontinued two years ago." Yu Ningqiu deliberately said lightly, "I think this kind of pen should have a special meaning to you, so I went to look for it."

Song Mingran: "Where did you find such a complete box?"

"Remember the stationery store next to your high school? I checked it on the Internet. That stationery store sold it before, so I went to find it."

Song Mingran: "That stationery store has been closed for several years, how did you find it?"

Yu Ningqiu said lightly: "It's nothing, I just went to ask the students in your school."

"It's been a few years, and all the students who know about it should have graduated. Brother Ning Qiu asked many people, right?"

Yu Ningqiu smiled lightly, didn't answer, but seemed to be acquiescing: "I didn't think so much, and I didn't give you any gifts at first. The lady boss is very nice, she didn't raise the price when I bought it urgently, and even called Fortunately, she kept all of these at that time, did not throw them away, and kept them very well."

Said as if he bought it himself.

Song Mingran was really moved, his eyes were slightly moist, "It's so cold, you still run around..."

Yu Ningqiu smiled, "It's hot to run, not cold."

Finally, he returned to the familiar state of being cared for... This is the treatment that the protagonist should have.

Song Mingran stared at his face without blinking.

That face was somewhat similar to Lin Xingcheng's... He looked at it quietly for a while without speaking, then suddenly grabbed Yu Ningqiu's wrist, brought him into his arms and hugged him.

When their chests collided, Yu Ningqiu blinked lightly, her heart beating faster.

Song Mingran drew the curtains to completely isolate the cold world outside the house, and the orange light from the floor lamp made the room ambiguous and charming.

On the table next to the sofa was the leftover paint that Song Mingran used before. Song Mingran took a look, dipped some paint with his fingers, unbuttoned Yu Ningqiu's clothes, and drew a flower on his chest.

Yu Ningqiu was agitated by him.

"Can you draw a picture for me?" Song Mingran asked.

Yu Ningqiu: "...well, good."

Painting on the body is definitely a good way to flirt, the two entangled for a while, Song Mingran reacted, then pushed Yu Ningqiu, got up and pressed him under his body.

Yu Ningqiu rolled his eyes.

The scene in front of him should be the dream of many Song Mingran fans.

Just when Song Mingran was about to take off his clothes, Yu Ningqiu grabbed his hand and told him rationally that the first time between two people should be more romantic.And he has a lot of paint on his body, so kissing is not enough.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to take a shower."

Song Mingran's eyes were already a little deep, and when he heard this sentence, he couldn't help saying: "Don't wash it."

"It needs to be washed." Yu Ningqiu said, gently pushed Song Mingran away, turned over and got off the sofa, "Wait for me for a while."

Song Mingran scratched his messy hair, slightly upset because his desire was not satisfied in time.

While Yu Ningqiu was taking a bath, the servant knocked on the bedroom door and handed Song Mingran a box of brushes.

Song Mingran saw that it was exactly the same brand as Yu Ningqiu gave him, "Who sent it?"

Servant: "A boy, said that Mr. Lin asked him to buy it. He had sent a box here before, and found another box after returning home. Because he is an old acquaintance with Mr. Lin, he wanted to give it to him. I brought it over. But I called the contact person and didn’t answer, so I knocked on the door directly.”

"Mr. Lin? An old acquaintance?" Song Mingran frowned, "Are you sure?"

The servant nodded, "That's what I said."

"Does this boy have any contact information?"

The servant shook his head, then remembered something, pointed to the packaging bag and said, "This seems to have their shop's phone number printed on it."

He waved his hand, dismissed the servant, and dialed the number above, which was answered by a woman.Song Mingran could tell immediately that it was the voice of the former convenience store proprietress.

"I received the paintbrush from your son. Excuse me, is the person who bought the paintbrush from you named Lin?"

The other end quickly replied: "Ah, yes, it's Lin Xingcheng. I thought there was only one box, but later I found another box, so I gave it to you as well."

"...Thank you." After Song Mingran hung up the phone, his expression changed instantly.

The charming atmosphere in the bedroom is also gone.

So, it wasn't Yu Ningqiu who bought him a paintbrush, but Lin Xingcheng.

Yu Ningqiu is really a good actor.

……

On the other end, Lin Xingcheng was still in ink with his supervisor.

The system was busy being his megaphone, and didn't notice that their love action movie might not be finished. After sending out a few applications, he received a reply from the supervisor.

The system was opening the reply, and was taken aback for a moment, "Ah, here."

Lin Xingcheng: "What's wrong?"

"Just... I don't quite understand it." The system was a little confused, "He replied with a poem..."

The delusion is gone like ice, and the beauty is withering in the mirror.

Yuguan Wanli once invested in pens, but the three families in Caoshi were in charge of woodcutters.

……

System: "What does this mean?"

"Good question. The name of this poem, look it up?"

"Oh yes!" The system said after finishing the search, "Damn it, this poem is called "Delusion"! This is rejecting your application, saying you are delusional? Ahh, the inspector is too bad! If you refuse It seems that we are so uneducated."

Lin Xingcheng: "...remove the word "men". He didn't refuse."

System: "...how to say?"

"It's not a poem. It's... a cipher."

system:"???!"

"If it's a code, if you want to decipher something, you have to have a mother copy or something... I've watched some spy movies. We don't have a mother copy..."

"Yes. Do you still remember the punishment I received in the reflection room?" Lin Xingcheng said while recalling, "That voice has been reading the mother script in my mind."

"You mean..."

""Dream Realization Company Employee Code"."

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