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

Zhong Xun was speechless at all.

"It's okay, you don't need to reply to me right away."

Fu Shiyan's voice was as soft as a sigh, "Anyway, I've been waiting for so long, it seems that this time is not too late."

"But there's one thing you have to be clear about,"

He slowed down his speech on purpose, looked into Zhong Xun's eyes earnestly and said word by word, "I like you, not because I found out that you are an Omega."

"Even if you're not an Omega, I still like you."

"So you must not have other worries and burdens, let alone think too much."

The palms of the two people's interlocking fingers were taken by Fu Shiyan, and they slowly landed on Zhong Xun's heart, "I hope you can obey your own will."

"I... have never considered such a thing."

The chaotic thoughts welling up in his head at this moment were not enough for Zhong Xun to sort out his words well, he tried hard to make his words sound less incoherent, "I didn't know before...you actually have such a mood to talk to I get along."

"So now you know,"

Fu Shiyan's tone was as gentle as the look on his face, "You can think about it carefully."

"..."

Those words that were about to come out circled around his mouth a few times, and Zhong Xun swallowed them back again.

"Okay, I've finished what I need to say, and it's getting late, I'll take you to the car."

Fu Shiyan seemed calm and finally wanted to release Zhong Xun's tightly clasped hand, but Zhong Xun was unconsciously hooking his fingertips.

"What's wrong? Are you reluctant to let go?"

There was a little smile hidden in his ending voice, "I don't mind holding on for a while, okay?"

"..."

Zhong Xun let go of his hand like an electric shock.

The person in front of him seems to be able to play him around every time, but he himself has nothing to do with him.

The sky outside had completely darkened, and a few street lamps were sparsely lit on the side of the road. In the past, the two of them had always walked side by side, but this time it was Fu Shiyan who walked straight ahead alone, and Zhong Xun holding his schoolbag. Walk slowly behind.

Fu Shiyan was more familiar than Zhong Xun himself in finding the luxury car that had been waiting for a long time on the side of the road. After chatting with the driver Uncle Qin in the front seat, he graciously opened the door for Zhong Xun first, with a very bright face. His smile seemed to light up the entire night sky, "See you tomorrow."

"..."

Zhong Xun silently glanced first at the car door opened by him, and then at someone with the same expression as before, and it took him a long time to force out an out of tune response, "...see you tomorrow."

Uncle Qin, the driver, is responsible for picking up and dropping off Zhong Xun these days. He is no stranger to Fu Shiyan's anti-client behavior just now. He keenly sensed that something was wrong with Zhong Xun's state today, so he asked without a trace , "What's the matter, did the two young masters quarrel?"

"...not a quarrel."

Zhong Xun saw Fu Shiyan get into his car through the rearview mirror, coughed lightly, "Let's go too."

The driver, Uncle Qin, didn't ask any more questions, and stepped on the accelerator silently.

The scenery outside the car was constantly changing, Zhong Xun stretched out his hand and opened the car window, and the evening wind blew in, bringing the coolness of the autumn night.

It was also this slightly cool night wind that made Zhong Xun's mind a little clearer.

In the original world, he didn't have any particularly good friends, so he didn't have any experience that he could learn from himself.

In the process of getting along with Fu Shiyan these days, although sometimes Zhong Xun would indeed have doubts about "is this kind of physical contact a bit inappropriate", but that slightly uncomfortable sense of disobedience will soon be overwhelmed by Fu Shiyan. The natural and familiar posture and the idea of ​​"maybe this is how real friends get along" were pushed back again and again.

"I will never do this kind of thing with other 'friends'."

His sonorous voice just now seemed to be still echoing in Zhong Xun's ears.

Then, do you feel the same way as him?

Apart from Fu Shiyan by Zhong Xun's side, Zhu Zhouyang is probably the only friend who has a better relationship.

If it was Zhu Zhouyang who repeatedly rolled and coquettishly asked to hold hands and wanted him to take off the inhibitory ring and inject inhibitors, would he agree to his request?

Zhong Xun tried to simulate the scene of Zhu Zhouyang rolling around and acting like a baby in his mind, but he never thought that he would go against the answer he promised because of this.

... It seemed that he really only indulged Fu Shiyan indefinitely.

Even though the cool wind outside the window was still blowing in continuously, he felt a scorching heat continuously spreading along the base of his ears.

Zhong Xun reached out and touched the reddened base of the ear, the scorching heat transferred to the slightly cold fingers, and he stared absentmindedly at the fingertips that touched the base of the ear.

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"Good morning."

As if nothing happened last night, Fu Shiyan greeted Zhong Xun very naturally when he came to school in the morning.

"……Good morning."

Zhong Xun nodded slightly, but his gaze never moved away from his desk.

Fu Shiyan unobtrusively caught a glimpse of the light blue color hidden under his eyes, and without saying anything, he obediently opened the seat next to him and sat down.

"Who didn't pester Brother Zhong so much at noon today, and you insisted on eating at the same table with us?"

Sitting in the cafeteria full of people, Zhu Zhouyang turned his head suspiciously and looked around. After making sure that he didn't see the usual annoying figure when he looked left and right, he asked.

Hearing this, Zhong Xun paused with his chopsticks, "...Didn't you always wish not to have dinner with him?"

Zhu Zhouyang suddenly felt that he could rely on this exciting news to add two more chicken legs to his lunch at noon today, "Brother Zhong, you kicked him out of our lunch team for me, right?!"

"Thank you, Brother Zhong!"

"..."

Seeing Zhu Zhouyang's beaming and happy expression, Zhong Xun was not too happy to tell him the truth. He was silently preparing to keep his mouth shut when the phone in his pocket suddenly lit up with several notifications.

It was a penguin message from Lu Xingyan, "Why didn't you have dinner with brother Shui at noon today? Σ(д|||)"

"He ran over to us with a stern face (°ー°〃) and asked him what happened to you, but he didn't say o(^｀)o"

"Brother seems to have guessed the reason but he didn't want to tell me, so I have to ask you (｀д) you will definitely tell me, right!"

"..."

Looking at the screen full of cute kaomoji and emoticons, Zhong Xun silently turned off the phone screen.

The author has something to say: Xing Xing: Why didn't you reply to my message! o(^｀)o