After pretending to be A, I was hugged by the national brother [Transmigration Book]

"..."

Although that person was sent away by Zhong Xun himself, when Pei Ji casually mentioned this topic, the first thing that popped up in his mind was Fu Shiyan's name.

Even though he knew that he was unlikely to turn back like he did last time, Zhong Xun couldn't help but look towards the place Pei Ji secretly signaled.

Probably because they noticed that the atmosphere on their side was not as peaceful as before. In addition, Pei Ji did not restrain his voice at all, and the person who quietly hid his figure behind the huge vertical boards and flower bushes in the cafeteria trembled. , wanting to sneak away without anyone noticing.

"Congratulations to Zhou Yang?"

Zhong Xun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the vaguely familiar figure. After confirming that he was not the first /suspect/suspect/person in his mind, he breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, and continued to test /sex/ asked aloud.

Although it was only a small movement that happened in a moment, Zhong Xun still keenly captured the momentary pause under the smooth footsteps of the man who seemed to be escaping.

"come over."

The inference that Zhong Xun could not be sure of making a decision based on a somewhat similar back view was completely confirmed at this second. Zhong Xun's voice was not too loud, but it was enough to make someone who was still thinking of luck because of this. In a word, he completely surrendered.

"Chung, Brother Zhong,"

When he heard the familiar voice announcing his death sentence, the man's hurried footsteps stopped abruptly as if he had been hit by a sudden thunderbolt. Squeezing out a stiff smile as if he was going to escape into the empty door immediately, "What a coincidence!"

... It doesn't have to be so.

Zhong Xun glanced over indifferently, Zhu Zhouyang closed the microphone as quietly as a chicken, put his limbs together without making a sound, and sat obediently on the empty seat opposite him.

Zhong Xun thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Did I specifically tell you not to follow me?"

He just said such a sentence, Zhu Zhou Yang immediately took it over very consciously and actively, his posture and words were extremely sincere, "...I'm sorry Brother Zhong, I know I was wrong!!!"

"I shouldn't have ignored your words, and I shouldn't have followed you secretly. I swear there will be no next time!!!"

Zhu Zhou Yang listed his so-called crimes/deeds/deeds eloquently and emotionally. This pitiful appearance was in stark contrast to Pei Ji who seemed not to care about the scene in front of him and was still devoting himself to eating.

... The attitude of admitting mistakes is quite good, but I don't know if I will dare to do it next time.

"never mind,"

Zhong Xun sighed recklessly, carefully unwrapped the pair of sterilized chopsticks that Pei Ji handed to him just now, and handed them to Zhu Zhouyang, "Eat."

"Really, really?"

"Brother Zhong, are you not angry?"

Zhu Zhouyang looked at the shiny black chopsticks and swallowed nervously. From the corner of his eye, he desperately glanced at the micro expressions on Zhong Xun's face, fearing that the pair of chopsticks would become the last peace before the storm.

Although the current Brother Zhong has changed a lot compared to before, this is the first time he has seen these days, and Zhu Zhouyang still has some lingering fears about it.

"...I'm not angry."

Zhong Xun saw through Zhu Zhouyang's concerns almost imprinted on his face at a glance, and reached out his hands helplessly to rub the center of his brows.

"Okay... okay!"

Even after receiving Zhong Xun's affirmative reply, Zhu Zhouyang was not completely at ease. He took the chopsticks handed over by Zhong Xun tremblingly, his eyes almost touching the small tabletop that was temporarily his own in front of him. , without looking too carefully, he casually moved a piece of fried rice cake beside him, picked up a piece with the tableware in his hand tremblingly, and randomly stuffed it into his mouth.

"..."

After taking a few mouthfuls of food, he was cut off halfway for no reason. Pei Ji raised his eyes and glanced at Zhu Zhouyang, who was struggling hard, without saying a word.

Zhong Xun noticed the situation here keenly, and nodded apologetically to Pei Ji.

Pei Ji nodded his head as a response, then stood up abruptly, almost bumping into Zhu Zhouyang's elbow who was leaning over his desk.

Zhu Zhouyang was taken aback by this not-so-big movement. The chopsticks in his hand almost fell to the table, and his fur stood up all over his body like a puppy whose territory had been invaded suddenly, "What? , what are you doing?"

Pei Ji looked at him condescendingly, obviously he hadn't said anything yet, but because of such an uneven angle, Zhu Zhouyang felt a little arrogant.

"Stir-fried rice cake, is it delicious?"

Pei Ji didn't answer his words directly, but asked nonchalantly, "Another order?"

"……what?"

Zhu Zhouyang, who was originally aggressive, didn't expect to encounter such a nail that was neither soft nor hard. If he wanted to find something to provoke, all his words stuck back in his throat, and he could only utter such a single syllable.

"Yes, or not?"

Pei Ji repeated it patiently.

"……want?"

Zhu Zhouyang was stunned by his incomprehensible /operation/operation/, and replied in a daze after hesitating for a long time.

After finally waiting for his affirmative response, Pei Ji just nodded slightly, and walked straight to the open dining window.

"Hey, what's going on with this guy..."

Completely overwhelmed by Pei Ji's inexplicable atmosphere around him, Zhu Zhouyang mumbled as he stared at the back of the man who didn't even look back.

After half a day of contact with Zhong Xun, he understood that what Pei Ji showed in front of them was probably his undisguised truth/character/character.

...Are all the characters in this article so fresh and refined?

"Brother Zhong!"

Zhu Zhou Yang peeked at Pei Ji who was wandering between the counters from the corner of his eye, lowered his voice, and called Zhong Xun's name mysteriously, "That kid didn't bother you just now, did he?"

Zhong Xun shook his head as a response, then looked back speechlessly, "Didn't you see it when you followed?"

"cough!!!"

The topic he least wanted was brought up again by him, Zhu Zhou Yang pretended to cough heavily, waved BB to cover it up, "I, I just want to make sure!!! I'm some distance away from you, I'm afraid ...I'm afraid I missed some details!!!"

"..."

Seeing his appearance as if he was guilty of a guilty conscience, Zhong Xun didn't say any more, but silently picked up a piece of food for him with the serving chopsticks, and put it into his bowl.

Zhu Zhouyang, whose morale and confidence were hit by the first wave, was like a deflated ball, and turned to stare at the vegetables that Zhong Xun personally picked up for him, as if he wanted to stare a big hole out of it.

"You want to know what we talked about just now?"

Zhong Xun sighed lightly, his thoughts were written on his face so undisguisedly, even if he wanted to ignore it intentionally, he couldn't be completely cruel.

Hearing Zhong Xun's words, Zhu Zhouyang looked like a golden retriever who was looking for food and suddenly smelled the smell of food. He raised his head suddenly, his eyes lit up, "Yes, is it okay?"

"There's nothing to say."

Zhong Xun casually talked to Zhu Zhouyang about the last time he and Fu Shiyan asked for leave to go out to "encounter" the Nine High School Bully Group next door near the barbecue stand, and explained Pei Ji's intention for coming this time and the two of them tentatively settled down. bet.

"There is such a thing!"

Zhu Zhou Yang almost crushed the pair of chopsticks in his hand when he heard half of it, "The group of cubs next door dare to play dirty tricks with Brother Zhong, and they don't even take a mirror to see what they look like! "

"But I didn't expect that kid Fu Shiyan, he's quite..."

Zhu Zhou Yang muttered something in a low voice, but Zhong Xun couldn't hear the rest of his sentence.

"But Brother Zhong, since they are the ones who are not benevolent and righteous first, there is no need for you to agree to this unequal treaty that came to you. What if it is a trap? Obviously, I can clean them all up alone!"

Zhu Zhou Yangzheng stopped his restrained nonsense, and a cold voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Clean up everything?"

"Of course it's those bastards from the Ninth Middle School. Brother Zhong, are you confused?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Zhou Yang realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the voice of the questioner just now, and he immediately froze in place, not even daring to turn around to confirm his guess.

Pei Ji held the two newly bought fried rice cakes in his hand, and said with a half-smile, "I'm here in person right now, why don't you try it?"

The author has something to say: try or die, Xiao Zhu, have a good journey [? 】

I swear, when I wrote it, I didn't intend to force these two into CP at all. 】How could this be so!