Why?This is obviously a surrogate abuse article [Transmigration Book]

Zhou Muye held the coat in one hand, dripping water from the corners of his lips, the tip of his chin, and the back of his hands.

He seemed to be very tired, and when he walked towards the room, his eyelids drooped, and his feet dragged across the floor.

On a rainy day, the living room was dim, and the tall figure of the young man lost its former glory, almost blending with the surrounding environment, like a moving shadow.

Seeing Zhou Muye dragging his body past in front of him like a water ghost, Shang Yao finally sensed something was wrong.

"What's the matter?" Shang Yao looked bewildered, tried to call Zhou Muye to stop, and said, "You haven't said why you ran out, it's a rainy day."

Zhou Muye's voice was very low, and his tone was as calm as a pool of stagnant water: "It's nothing."

Shang Yao said: "It's not because of Xiaoxiao..."

"Don't call me for dinner."

Don't wait for her to finish.

Zhou Muye interrupted, saying, "I'm going to take a shower."

Shang Yao watched Zhou Muye's back, saw him walking away on the long corridor, and said "Hello" uncertainly:

"Makino?"

"Small it?"

"Zhou Muye?"

But no matter how much he shouted, Zhou Muye didn't look back until he opened the door and entered the room.

"It can't be because Xiaoxiao moved..."

Shang Yao stood there muttering, feeling unbelievable, but then shook her head, denying such an idea.

"It's not that I won't come back, I won't, I won't."

After Zhou Muye entered the room, he didn't take a shower as he said just now.

He threw his coat on the sofa and walked to the bed.

Because I was soaked all over, it was inconvenient to sit on the bed, so I bent over, supported the floor with my hands, and found a place to sit down.

Zhou Muye leaned back against the edge of the bed, staring at the void in front of him in a daze in a dim room with no lights on.

After a while.

He lowered his eyelashes slightly, his eyes fell on the mobile phone still in his hand, his face was expressionless.

Zhou Muye opened the settings again, and turned off the blacklist option of the pinned account.

Exit to the chat interface.

There is still no news.

Even if you wait, there will be no results.

Zhou Muye held up the phone with both hands, resting his elbows on his open knees, typing in the input box.

【you left? 】

But just as he was about to send, his fingertips hovered for a few seconds.

He licked his lower lip, shook the fuselage with one hand, and pressed the undo option that popped up.

Enter in other words again.

【I heard that you just left this afternoon, how long are you planning to stay there...】

【Cancel】

[Are you going abroad for further study?Will you come back?When do you plan to come back...]

Zhou Muye frowned, and with a "tsk", he continued to shake his phone, appearing more and more irritable.

[Is it difficult to say you want to leave?Is it difficult to tell in advance?Do you think I'm not even a friend? 】

[Am I playing with me?You said you were pregnant, I believed you, you said you liked me, I believed you, until the end...]

【I have already seen that, with you, I am not an important person at all...】

Zhou Muye entered and undid countless times.

Thoughts were churning like crucian carp crossing a river, but none of the messages were sent.

[I just got home, have you gotten on the plane yet?What time is the flight?I'll see you off in time. 】

After finishing the last edit, Zhou Muye stared at the phone for a long time.

He didn't cancel it anymore, but his hands fell down his knees dejectedly, and the phone slipped from his palms to the floor.

Suddenly, I feel that this is very boring.

If Ruan Xiao wants him to know about going abroad, he will do everything possible to let him know.

Not a single message.

The sound of the rain outside seems to be quieter, and it has become pattering, the sky is still gloomy, and everything in the room seems to be covered with a layer of gray.

Zhou Muye's expression was still dull, but there was obvious fatigue in his eyes.

After the competition, Zhou Muye didn't even attend the celebration banquet. He flew home for thirteen hours and seemed to be in a hurry the whole time, but when he got home and saw Ruan Xiao leaving, he suddenly didn't know the meaning of his rush. What.

Zhou Muye needed sleep and a good rest, and had to overcome the jet lag for a while.

He kept his elbows on his legs, raised his hands, covered his face with his slender fingers, and sat still for a while.

There was the sound of trotting paws paws on the floor from the door, and after a while, Ah Huang ran in, puffing in his nostrils.

Ah Huang cautiously came to Zhou Muye's side, stretched his head, looked at Zhou Muye with half ice-blue and half dark-black eyes for a while, and then pushed Zhou Muye's arm with his pointed dog's mouth.

Zhou Muye's face was tilted from the palm of his hand, his long eyelashes were lowered, and he glanced at the dog beside him.

Pulling the corner of her lips lightly, she said softly, "I don't have the strength now, I'll take a bath later."

Ah Huang tilted his head, looking at Zhou Muye in confusion.

Zhou Muye continued to bury his face in his palms, and sat on the ground to rest.

The room was very quiet, almost depressingly quiet, except for the continuous sound of rain outside.

I do not know how long it has been.

The boy's figure finally moved. He covered his face, his body leaned forward slightly, and he bent down. Hot liquid overflowed from his palms and pooled to the tip of his chin to congeal.

Ah Huang exhaled heavily from the side, lying docilely on the floor beside Zhou Muye, with the dog's head resting on its paws.

***

Did Ah Huang's round eyes lift up and look at his young master, his tail flicked behind him and slapped the floor.

Suddenly, Ah Huang's ear tips trembled slightly.

At first, I thought it was the dog's inadvertent movement.

But not long after, Ah Huang's pointed ears, which were exactly the same as Husky's, were completely bristled, and it also tilted its head from the movement of resting its paws, and tilted its head as if distinguishing some sound.

Then, Ah Huang turned his head to look at the door of the bedroom.

Almost at the same time, the sound of "dong dong dong dong" running footsteps came from the corridor outside, from far to near.

A figure ran to the door, grabbed the door frame and slammed on the brakes.

"Aye!" Wen Ning exclaimed excitedly, "You're back!"

That voice was like a hand, scratching through the silent wrapping of this bedroom.

In the darkness, the hill-like figure beside the bed visibly froze.

Then, with a "snap", the light was turned on, and the room was finally brightly lit.

Zhou Muye raised his head, his eyes were slightly squinted by the sudden light, and he followed to see who was coming.

Ruan Xiao stood at the door with a smile on his face, wearing a little yellow duck raincoat, the edge of which was still dripping.

It must have been because he ran too fast, he forgot to take off his raincoat, and he also forgot to change into cotton slippers, and he was wearing white socks on his feet.

Ah Huang was very happy, he got up with a grunt, ran over and dawdled around Ruan Xiao, full of flattery.

Ruan Xiao raised her leg and jumped over Ah Huang, she got shorter and knelt down beside Zhou Muye.

But just when he was about to have a good talk with Zhou Muye, he raised his eyes and took a closer look, but when he saw Zhou Muye's appearance, he froze.

"Ano...what's the matter with you?"

Zhou Muye's clothes were wet, the ends of his hair were slightly damp, and the color was as black as ink, making his complexion look whiter and fairer.

There are still fine drops of water on his eyelashes, and the thin red at the end of his eyes has not faded, unlike his usual cold and indifferent appearance, when he looked at Ruan Xiao, his eyes were blank.

Ruan Xiao looked at him for a long while, something trembled in his dark eyes, and subconsciously said softly: "Why are you so wet?"

He raised his hand and pressed his palm against Zhou Muye's face, feeling warm and cool to the touch.

Zhou Muye didn't move at all, he just turned his gaze and glanced at the hand on his cheek.

It seems that some can't believe it.

Ruan Xiao touched Zhou Muye's cheeks again and again, and urged: "Aye, don't sit here, get up and take a shower, or you'll catch a cold, I'll get you some water..."

Just as he was about to get up to leave, he was grabbed by the wrist and pulled down again.

Ruan Xiao looked at Zhou Muye and tilted his head slightly.

Zhou Muye said, "Ruan Xiao?"

When he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse.

"Ok?"

Ruan Xiao was not used to Zhou Muye's distraught look.

He squatted down again and turned to Zhou Muye. He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then said cautiously, "Aye, what's the matter? Is the result of the competition unsatisfactory?"

Are you still crying?

so poor.

Worse than Ah Huang who fell into the water.

Thinking of this, Ruan Xiao raised his hand again to wipe off the water stains on his cheeks.

Zhou Muye turned his face away to avoid it, as if he had finally returned to reality, and frowned: "You didn't leave?"

"Let's go?" Ruan Xiao was at a loss, blinked her beautiful eyes, and asked, "Are you talking about moving?"

"Didn't you move with Aunt Ling..." Zhou Muye abruptly swallowed back the name of the country that came to his lips, already vaguely guessing what was going on in his heart, and didn't want to be stupid.

Zhou Muye's expression changed subtly, he looked a little irritable, but if he looked closely, he could see a trace of annoyance and self-conscious embarrassment in his expression.

Obviously, someone's IQ is back on the high ground.

Zhou Muye asked, "Where are you going to move?"

"Oh, I haven't told you yet." Ruan Xiao said, "My mother bought a store on the street and wants to open a hot pot restaurant by herself. We will move there temporarily."

Zhou Muye didn't speak, but his face seemed to stiffen slightly, and he still looked at Ruan Xiao with those dark and cold eyes.

Ruan Xiao was inexplicably stared at by Zhou Muye, wondering if he had done something wrong.

"It's not far, it's just over the Longdaokou..." He shrank his shoulders and added in a low voice, "It's a 15-minute drive."

Unexpectedly, it would be fine if he didn't explain, but when he explained, Zhou Muye's face completely darkened.

Zhou Muye thought that Ruan Xiao's family moved to Germany.

In the end, Ruan Xiao said that he just moved to the hot pot restaurant opened by his mother.

Zhou Muye thought that there would be a Pacific Ocean between them in the future.

As a result, Ruan Xiao said to drive for 15 minutes.

Comparing what you think with the reality, you can see how outrageous someone's thinking just now, and how ridiculous his true feelings are.

Ruan Xiao grabbed the tethers on both sides of the collar of the little yellow duck's raincoat, and his voice became smaller and smaller: "I just moved for the first time, and I haven't finished moving, and there is another time. My mother said that it is inconvenient to move in rainy days, so she called me back first, and waited." Continue tomorrow..."

Zhou Muye let go of Ruan Xiao's wrist, his face was indifferent, his eyelashes lowered, and no emotion could be heard in his voice: "Then you need to call me."

"I went to take a shower."

Said, ready to stand up.

Ruan Xiao looked eagerly at Zhou Muye.

He still felt that Zhou Muye was acting weird today, but he couldn't find the result when he asked.

Ruan Xiao held Xia Zhou Muye's sleeve, and said, "Aye, do you have anything you want to tell me?"

Zhou Muye stopped, looked at him for a moment, and lowered his eyelashes lightly: "What do you have to say?"

Seeing his indifferent look, Ruan Xiao sighed "Hey".

When he heard that Zhou Muye had returned, he was very happy and rushed straight into his room.

As a result, Zhou Muye's reaction was a little too cold.

Ruan Xiao suddenly thought of something, and said, "By the way, Ah Ye, my quilt has been moved to the store, can I sleep with you tonight?"

Zhou Muye: "As you wish."

Ruan Xiao rolled his eyes.

"Okay, I'll tell mom."

He touched his pockets with both hands, paused for a moment, and then looked at Zhou Muye: "Ah Ye, please lend me your phone. My mother is still packing in the store. I'll ask her to come back later and help me bring some clothes."

Zhou Muye glanced at the phone on the floor.

"Thank you Ano."

Ruan Xiao picked up the phone, unlocked it expertly, but was stunned for a moment when the screen jumped.

Zhou Muye looked at the phone, and saw that the screen was still on the chat interface, and there was a long sentence in the input box:

[I just got home, have you gotten on the plane yet?What time is the flight?I'll see you off in time. 】

Ruan Xiao looked up at this moment.

Zhou Muye happened to meet his gaze.

"..."

"..."

Zhou Muye kept his expression steady, stretched out his hand to take the phone from Ruan Xiao's hand, and said in a steady voice, "Do you know Aunt Ling's number?"

The phone doesn't move.

Ruan Xiao's hands were tightly held.

Ruan Xiao's eyes shone slightly, and he said, "Aye, where do you think I'm going?"

Zhou Muye's jaw line tightened, and he secretly pulled out his phone, and both of them sat backwards under the action of inertia.

Zhou Muye said lightly, "If you don't need it, just return it to me."

He was about to get up, but Ruan Xiao suddenly rushed up, stretched out his hand, and pinned him against the edge of the bed.

Ruan Xiao looked at Zhou Muye with shining black pupils, and said, "Aye, do you think I'm going abroad?"

Ruan Xiao suddenly remembered Zhou Muye's frail and abandoned appearance when he first entered the door.

I see……

Zhou Muye raised his eyelids, looked lightly at the bright face that was close at hand, and said, "Think too much, you just go out, I don't even think of you going abroad, it's too outrageous."

Ruan Xiao blinked, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his lips: "Then why are you crying?"

"Can you make some sense?" Zhou Muye lazily gave a light "tsk", but turned his eyes away, "I found that you are quite good at making up your mind."

Ruan Xiao: "Are you still chasing me? That's why you're all wet."

Zhou Muye blocked Ruan Xiao's arm, raised his eyes, and pulled the corner of his lower lip: "Enough is enough, okay?"

"Aye!" Ruan Xiao slapped the bed with a "bang" and blocked Zhou Muye's way with his arm again.

Zhou Muye glanced at him, then looked away absently.

Ruan Xiao climbed onto Zhou Muye's lap and sat down.

Zhou Muye just leaned there lazily, without moving, as if letting him do whatever he wanted.

Ruan Xiao held Zhou Muye's face in both hands and faced him, brushing his wet hair with his fingertips.

Ruan Xiaofang spoke softly, looked carefully into Zhou Muye's eyes, and said, "Aye, I won't go, don't worry, I'm not going anywhere."

"I didn't tell you before because I only found out in the afternoon, and I didn't have time to tell you when I moved."

Looking at Ruan Xiao, Zhou Muye finally restrained his casual expression, his eyes were slightly complicated.

Ruan Xiao glanced at Zhou Muye's facial features, Wen Ning smiled, lowered his head, and touched his eyelids lightly with his lips as if to comfort him.

"You don't have to be afraid, I didn't abandon you..."

Ruan Xiao didn't know why he said that.

But maybe it was because Zhou Muye looked so lonely and pitiful sitting alone in the dark, as if he was left in a corner, so he unconsciously used the word "throw down".

Zhou Muye did not respond.

Ruan Xiao patted Zhou Muye's shoulder, said with a relaxed tone, and said with a smile, "Okay, go take a shower, I'm going back to pack my things first."

Ruan Xiao was about to stand up, but was suddenly surrounded by an irresistible powerful force, and rushed forward, Zhou Muye hugged him into his arms.

Ruan Xiao froze, from his perspective he could see the greenhouse outside the room window.

Zhou Muye showed a pair of eyes from Ruan Xiao's shoulders, and when he spoke again, his cold voice was very low and deep.

"When I was running in the rain..." He frowned, buried his face on Ruan Xiao's shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "I feel like a dog..."

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