After passing through the book, the original book is slag [Quick Transmigration]

"He Qingzhou, He Qingzhou..." This familiar yet unfamiliar name rang in Jiu Yan's ears, and the voice was a bit noisy, with several people arguing.

He Qingzhou was his name in modern times.

He is a high school math teacher, and his parents are also teachers. His previous death was because someone entered the classroom with a knife and attacked his students. He stopped the gangster.

Then was held hostage.

The gangster seemed to be out of his mind. He didn't want to live at all, so he stabbed He Qingzhou to death.

He Qingzhou was Jiu Yan, his head hurt a little, he hummed softly unconsciously, and when he heard the sound, someone surrounded him.

"Teacher, are you awake?"

"You gave us a big jump when you passed out in class."

"Teacher, are you okay? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

……

Noisy, like a hundred sparrows buzzing in his ears, made his head dizzy even more.

These fuzzy faces gradually became clear, he was a little surprised, and he didn't even know how to react.

"Okay, okay, class is about to start, don't hang around here, Mr. He just has some heatstroke, you spread out and give him some fresh air." The person who said this was the school doctor, and he put his hands together Pocket, give him a break.

"Okay, teacher, take a good rest, we will come to see you after class."

The surroundings finally calmed down. The school doctor was wearing a white coat and looked like a middle-aged woman. He seemed to have told him many times in his memory that he would introduce his daughter to him...

"Teacher He, it's very easy to suffer from heat stroke in summer, please pay attention to your body, don't work too hard."

There was a fan spinning slowly above his head, it was really spinning very slowly, he couldn't feel a trace of wind, even a layer of dust had fallen, and the surrounding walls were white. At this moment, He Qingzhou's mushy head was gradually waking up.

"Excuse me..." He Qingzhou's voice was weak, and he wanted to get out of bed, but was stopped by the school doctor.

"Don't move, I've already asked you for leave. You can take a good rest here. The sun is scorching outside. If you go out now, you'll have to send it in again." The school doctor turned his back to the past and checked the information on the computer. Prescriptions.

It was said that He Qingzhou just lay down and went back. It was quite cool in the school hospital. Although the fan installed in the school was not strong enough, the small air conditioner bought by the school doctor was still quite cool.

He needed to calm down and sort out what was going on.

"System." He Qingzhou called out in his heart.

"I'm here." The system's voice was cute.

Reassuring him.

Then he saw in the void, on the screen that only he could see, the bullet screens swiped fast again.

[Wooooow, alive, alive again! ]

[Is this small wine?It feels like a big change...]

[What about Xiao Han...he is still waiting foolishly, why is my CP so difficult. ]

……

"What the hell is going on with the system." He Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Han Chengyu's name, and he was sure that he was not a dream. Han Chengyu really existed, and he loved him deeply.

"This is the solution given by the mastermind. I will give you another chance to live again. It can be regarded as compensation for the previous system mistakes. (Mainly because there are too many complaints)" the system said calmly, he The sound turned into a mechatronic sound again.

"Then how is Han Chengyu?" He eagerly asked the second question, his fingers curled up unconsciously with tension.

The system was silent for a moment, and then said helplessly: "Don't worry, the host, Han Chengyu is considered an anomaly in the previous novel world, and should have died long ago, so it is a bug in the small world, and it is no longer completely under the control of the small world Tiandao. So again After one death, the soul can be captured by the system, and then find the right time for the two of you to meet again."

"You mean... Han Lang was reborn?" He Qingzhou was surprised. He had also suspected that Han Chengyu was not the kind of person who would be interested in sex, but he couldn't hide his liking for him from the first glance.

He never thought that it was because he was born again.

"Yes, so the host can look forward to the next reunion." The system seemed to be saying to him, and it seemed to be saying to the audience in front of the screen.

But He Qingzhou couldn't be happy no matter what. After Han Chengyu died... he could only come here.

Han Chengyu will not forget what he promised him, so he will not seek death, maybe he will have to wait for more than ten years or even decades...

Decades have passed, things have changed, people have changed, and times have changed. He is not sure if he still loves him, and he doesn't know whether Han Chengyu will gradually... forget him as time goes by.

After all, for such a long time, who knows.

"Host, don't worry, the time lapse ratio of the small world is different from your world. So we will meet again soon, and the host should be happy." The system was still talking about life and death.

Thinking of this, He Qingzhou felt even more uncomfortable, his brows were furrowed, thinking that Han Chengyu had suffered for decades, and his love had become elusive in the long river of time, and he was still in love with him only a few months later.

Thinking about it, I felt that it was the Shura field, with a feeling of distress for Han Chengyu.

[System, don't you think this is more cruel! ? ]

[Don't be like this, you don't have a heart for the system. ]

[Can you continue to complain, agree to a sweet live broadcast room, guarantee he, and deceive consumers! ]

Seeing these bullet screens, the system urgently stopped: "Don't, don't, complain, I'll think of a solution."

He Qingzhou paused when he heard the words, only felt that there was drama in his heart, and he didn't make a sound, just lowered his head, with an expression of indescribable loss and sadness.

He Qingzhou's face is more angular than Jiu Yan's, with a gentle and refined look between his brows and eyes. With the addition of rimless glasses on the bridge of the nose and a white shirt, the sense of innocence and abstinence is even stronger. .

The system was bombarded by bullet screens. You must know that some viewers who kowtowed on CP are really high-ranking, and some even feel that watching other people fall in love is happier than watching themselves fall in love.

So when it comes to reporting and complaining, it’s just playing for real, not scaring the system.

When the backend of the system reported that he had complained too much and needed to make rectification immediately, he finally got scared and quickly typed big red letters on the public screen.

[Stop complaining, I'll use my own...funds to open up relationships, okay, I can give Han Chengyu a choice in a dream, tell him that he can see the host after he dies, and let him choose, okay? ]

[not good. ]

[What if Xiao Han doesn't believe it, and still dreams, who would die because of a dream. ]

The system said again that it was a broken jar now: "But there is really no better way. If you don't agree, I won't waste money doing this. If you want to complain, you can complain."

When He Qingzhou saw this, he accepted it as soon as it was good. If the system really quits, he really has nothing to do.

"It's okay, just do it like this. If he doesn't believe me, I'll wait for him." He Qingzhou's voice was weak, and he felt extremely exhausted physically and mentally. He didn't know if it was the sequelae of heatstroke, or because of guilt towards Han Chengyu.

"Okay, beep—trying to connect to the small world, the connection failed, try again——"

I don't know how many times I connected, He Qingzhou couldn't resist the exhaustion in the end, and fell asleep. When I woke up again, it was already evening. The school doctor was eating the staff meal from the cafeteria, and it smelled delicious.

Feeling the gradual recovery of physical strength, He Qingzhou woke up in a flash, and asked the system, "Is it finished?"

"It's already been done. After Han Chengyu 'death', his identity will be arranged, just like the host's death is arranged very reasonably." The system replied.

He Qingzhou sat up, the school doctor took a bite of green vegetables and chewed, then raised her eyebrows and asked gossip, "Han Lang when you were sleeping, Han Lang screamed, is this the object of Teacher He?"

He Qingzhou was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and nodded, Shu Lang's eyes were elegant and refined: "Yes, my love."

"Oh." The school doctor's expression became obviously subtle, and he looked a little yin and yang: "No wonder, I introduced you to such a partner before, and you didn't like it. It turns out that there is a partner. Blessings."

He Qingzhou couldn't help but smiled dryly, remembering that the enthusiastic school doctor introduced him to a partner before, but at that time his family was pressing, and he didn't have anyone he liked, so he went.

But later, for various reasons, it didn't work out, so it's no wonder she was angry.

"How much is the medicine?" He took out his mobile phone, which was still a little strange to the touch.

"53." She didn't hold on to it, but said conscientiously: "Mr. He, although you are still young, you must pay attention to your body. The body is the capital of the revolution."

"Okay, okay, I'll pay attention to it later."

Back home, He Qingzhou ordered a takeaway. He lived in the old house of his parents. Both parents were university professors. Although they often disliked him, they treated his only son very well.

He didn't have much time to think about other things after eating the takeaway. He hasn't touched mathematics for so many years, and he has class tomorrow, so he still needs to prepare.

But fortunately, he is in the first year of high school, and the summer vacation is approaching. He mainly reviews and explains the exercises. It should be probably...can be done in one night, right?

He Qingzhou rubbed his temples, he didn't want to ask for leave, he needed to adapt to the modern life in the shortest possible time, forget about those past things, and live a good life.

I hope that when we meet again, he is completely ready.

He wants to meet him in his world.

He Qingzhou stayed up until three o'clock in the morning before summarizing the main points of the next day's exercises, and then fell asleep.

When he first stood on the general platform, Teacher He was so nervous that his hands were shaking. Master Xiaojiu, who had seen a lot of wind and waves, almost cried when he received a call from his mother after class.

"Xiaozhou, when you go home on the weekend night, your cousin's daughter comes to play, did you see?" Mother He's voice was extremely gentle, but there was a hint of threat.

He Qingzhou's eyes were red, and his mother's voice moved him, like a baby bird finding its nest. It is difficult for someone who has never experienced that kind of separation to understand how sad and happy he is at the moment.

As a 27-year-old Teacher He, life-long events have always been He's mother's biggest worry. She is really exaggerating. Since the year Teacher He became an adult, she has been worried about his life-long events.

I'm afraid that no one wants her son.

"Mom..." He Qingzhou's weeping voice made the other end of the phone pause.

"He Qingzhou." Mother He's voice became serious.

He Qingzhou choked emotionally, "Huh?"

"Are you crying? What immoral thing did you do again, and you want me to solve it?" He's mother's hairs stood on end. He Qingzhou didn't like to cry since he was a child. Once he cried, he would cause trouble.

He Qingzhou: =.=.

"Speak, you won't put other girls in the belly...ah? No way." He Mu's voice was trembling and there was hidden expectation.

He Qingzhou: =.=.

Facing his mother, he couldn't cry because he wanted to cry. He raised his hand and pushed his glasses, and his voice calmed down: "It's not this... I found someone. You don't need to introduce me."

When it was all said for this sake, He Qingzhou said it out of nowhere, and after he finished speaking, he raised his heart.

He wasn't quite sure what their attitude would be.

There was a moment of silence on the other side, and then he coughed. Ms. Chen (mother's name is Chen Qing) must have been drinking her favorite chrysanthemum tea, and then she was so shocked that she choked.

"Who is it? Why don't you tell me..." Ms. Chen couldn't wait to ask without stopping her cough.

"He's a very cute boy." He Qingzhou spoke slowly.

"Crack." The sound of glass shattering on the ground should be the antique ceramic teacup that Ms. Chen used to drink chrysanthemum tea was smashed.

"Ah, my cup..." came Ms. Chen's broken voice.

"beep--"

There was a busy tone from the other end of the phone. She didn't know whether it was because she was too shocked to accept it or because her beloved cup was broken and she was so sad that she hung up the phone.

After He Qingzhou smiled lightly, he went back to the office and began to recover his previous knowledge.

Later, Ms. Chen stopped urging him to find a partner, and even made fewer phone calls.

Time passed in an orderly manner, and three months passed in a flash. He Qingzhou didn't ask the system what was going on, and what the outcome was. For He Qingzhou, Han Chengyu never saw Han Chengyu again.

He Qingzhou seemed to have forgotten the past, and actively devoted himself to the cause of education. He almost forgot his mother's birthday.

It was his father who called to remind him before he realized it, and told him that his mother's students were also celebrating his birthday at home, and asked him to dress properly before coming back.

Ms. Chen has always cared for her students and gets along very well with them, often cooking for them.

On this day, He Qingzhou took a day off and bought a complete set of teacups with his salary of a few months.

His house is a detached villa with a garden swimming pool and a garage underneath. Ms. Chen's father is a well-known wealthy businessman in their city, and this villa is one of Ms. Chen's dowry.

He opened the gate, and the target was a tall and thin Han Chengyu wearing a white sweater and light-colored jeans, with a full sense of modernity.

He was squatting on the ground looking at the flowers, and when he saw someone coming, he looked up and was stunned the moment he saw He Qingzhou.

It was too similar, too similar to the person in his memory.

He Qingzhou had imagined a lot of what Han Chengyu would look like in his era, but at this moment they all coincided with this person in front of him.

Short hair, sharp forehead, obvious jaw line, sharp brows and eyes that have been smoothed by the years. Compared with the previous General Han, Han Chengyu at this moment has a decadent and sunny taste.

A pair of red phoenix eyes are familiar with deep affection and sincerity.

He Qingzhou almost smashed his new teacup.

asked subconsciously in my heart.

"is it him?"

The system answered in the affirmative: "Yes."

He had a lot of feelings in his heart, and he stopped after taking a step towards him, and then Ms. Chen's voice came from behind the boy.

Ms. Chen was all smiles, apparently in a good mood. When she saw He Qingzhou, she couldn't help but smile even deeper. She trotted over in her slippers, took the boy with one hand and held him with the other, and chirped, "Xiao Han, you can call him The senior is also the teacher's student."

The student named Xiao Han actually stood up a little taller than him. When he smiled, he had the feeling of a big boy, very similar to the feeling of the captain of the school team in high school.

"Hello senior." He nodded slightly, showing a little strangeness.

"Son, this is my mother's student named Han Chengyu..." He Qingzhou couldn't catch what was said later.

There were three other students in the room, two girls and one boy, sitting on the carpet of his house playing poker. When they saw him coming, they greeted him and called him senior.

"Oh, the food in my kitchen is about to burn. My son, show Xiao Han a tour. It's his first time here, and he doesn't know how to play poker..." Ms. Chen yelled suddenly while talking. Before he finished explaining, he rushed to the kitchen.

He Qingzhou put the birthday gift he brought on the table, and when he was still in a state of confusion, Han Chengyu's magnetic voice came from behind him, which felt like an electronic sound.

It is also the kind of voice that contemporary little girls like very much.

"Senior, do you want to take me to visit?" Han Chengyu asked politely.

"Okay." He Qingzhou pushed his glasses, and he forcibly suppressed the turbulent waves hidden under the cold lenses. He has always been very good at hiding emotions.

"Let's go down to the first floor first. There is a flower room over there, all of which are Ms. Chen's treasures." He walked in front, and while introducing, he showed the rigor and seriousness of teaching: "I don't know if you like flowers or not." ?”

"I like it." Han Dasheng's unhurried voice sounded, and his steps were not slow, and he followed closely behind him.

Han Chengyu's eyes were on his waist. The white shirt was hidden under the black trousers, outlining the perfect waistline, and it felt like it was swinging left and right as He Qingzhou walked.

"What's your favorite flower?" He Qingzhou asked.

Han Chengyu replied: "Peony."

Because the most he heard from Mr. Chen was peony.

"Then you have good eyesight. There are many peonies here, such as Wei Zi, Shi Yao Jin, Jin Zhang Fu Rong, etc..." He Qingzhou still didn't turn his head.

"Really? What kind of flowers do seniors like?" Han Chengyu asked again.

Immediately, I only felt the people in front stop. It turned out that they had arrived at the greenhouse without knowing it. The transparent glass was broken, and flowers of different colors bloomed inside.

He Qingzhou turned around, looked at him, his eyes flicked to his, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "I'm a layman, I like chrysanthemums more."

Han Chengyu pursed his lips and smiled dryly: "Senior really has a unique taste."

The eyes of the two looked at each other with probing and unyielding strength, and finally He Qingzhou made the move, grabbed his wrist with one hand, and pressed him against the glass wall of the greenhouse.

"Han Lang..." He Qingzhou held his face with one hand and his waist with the other, calling his name in a low voice, and the distance between the two quickly closed.

Han Chengyu tilted his head, avoided his hand, stopped looking at him, looked away, and murmured: "You misunderstood the person, senior..."

"Really?" Seeing his familiar reaction, He Qingzhou moved his hands and slid into his sweater with a touch of cuteness in his stubbornness, and kissed his ear pinna involuntarily.

"Han Lang likes to call me senior, just call me, who will let me spoil you." He Qingzhou seemed to have returned to the flirtatious oiran again, rubbing his skin with a voice that sounded like a gu.

Han Chengyu blushed uncontrollably, and then glared at him, with moist eyes, while raising his arms to hug his waist, He Qingzhou's words seemed to have stepped on his deathbed.

He turned his head and looked over, and said to him in that roaring voice: "You are a fucking bastard, who are you petting? None of the words are true, who is He Qingzhou, I don't know... "

He Qingzhou's kiss was like drizzle, moistening the dry land with gentleness and tenderness. Han Chengyu was still as innocent and coaxing as ever, as long as he kissed soothingly, his temper would soften.

After so long, it's still the same.

He directly circled his waist, and said following his words: "Yes, yes, I will be a liar, He Qingzhou doesn't know him, but Jiu Yan, do you remember who it is?"

Han Chengyu gritted his teeth and stopped talking, turned his head to the side again, and remained silent.

He Qingzhou pinched his chin and made him meet his eyes. At this moment, his eyes were also a little red, and uncontrollable emotions were vented from his eyes.

He asked him again: "Do you still know each other?"

Han Chengyu was still talking, but his jaw was pinched, so he closed his eyes, anyway, he didn't look at him, and he didn't admit it.

He Qingzhou smiled helplessly, "Then let's get to know each other again?"

He let go of his chin, propped his hands on the glass wall, and said in a humble begging tone: "Don't look at me, okay, I really miss you, Han Chengyu."

Hearing this, Han Chengyu slowly opened his eyes. There was a cold wall behind him, but he was locked in a hot embrace, unable to break free.

He kissed with thin lips, with a sense of ridicule: "It's the custom on your side to kiss when you meet, and to put your hands into other people's clothes and touch their waists as soon as you meet?"

After speaking, he held down the hand that was groping around his waist.

"Well... I can sue you for sexual harassment, Senior He." Han Chengyu looked at him with a cold look in his eyes.

It's over, the current Han Chengyu is more difficult to coax than before.

Seeing that he seemed unwilling, He Qingzhou naturally wouldn't treat him in the way he didn't want to, slightly straightened up his body pressing on him, and actively admitted his mistake: "I was wrong, I don't..."

Before finishing the next sentence, he shut up, because Han Chengyu held his hand and didn't intend to let go. He looked over and saw that he was holding his arm, not letting him go.

The look in his eyes that was reluctant to let him go and didn't want him to have a good time looked really tangled and cute.

He Qingzhou raised the corners of his lips, leaned over tentatively, and saw him turn his head again, and turned his face to him.

"What do you want me to do, Junior Brother Han." He moved his fingers deliberately, touching his tight waist.

Han Chengyu pursed his thin lips and remained silent, with an expression that he couldn't coax anymore.

The author has something to say:

Hey, I have received everyone's blessings (sliding kneeling)

Hey, I'm confused again, should I have another story, woo woo woo

感谢在2022-01-2100:45:21~2022-01-2214:15:56期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Chi Chi 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Xiao Chunjie; 4 bottles of Chi Chi; 3 bottles of Ouhuang Jianglin;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!