The male protagonist I slag is reborn [Quick Transmigration]

Xu Yan picked up Lin Konglu when he went out to take out the trash.

He had seen this young master before at school, the child of the richest man in Canglanzhou, every time he went to school, he was picked up by a luxury car, surrounded by a group of students who were also rich and powerful, with a proud look on his face.

Every time Xu Yan took a look, he left. At that time, the distance between them was like a cloud and mud, one was in the sky and the other was on the ground.

Now, the clouds in the sky have fallen into the mud on the ground, and the young master who was once brilliant is now pitifully huddled in this dirty alley.

By the way, the door of his house is the cleanest place in this narrow alley in the slums.

This little young master who always loves to be clean, even if he is down and out, will find a good place to curl up for himself.

Xu Yan frowned slightly. He heard that something happened to the Lin family recently. The young master's father was forced to hide by the second uncle of the Lin family. He couldn't even take care of his wife and children. Now the young master is a problem.

He is a commoner and shouldn't cause trouble.

Reason told Xu Yan that he should call the police, then turn around and leave.

But his feet seemed to have taken root, and now he is calling the police, will the young master be picked up by the second uncle of the Lin family, and then...

At this moment, the young master woke up, opened his beautiful and clear eyes, looked around blankly, and finally, his eyes fell on him against the light, and he called dimly: "Dad..."

Xu Yan's face froze, and he said in a deep voice, "Do I look old?"

At that time, he couldn't show his emotions and anger, and the young master was obviously a little frightened. He blinked his misty eyes, only to realize that he was about the same age as him, and carefully changed his words: "Then... brother ?”

Xu Yan took a deep breath and reminded him: "Since you are awake, you should leave. This is my door."

Unexpectedly, the young master was taken aback for a moment, and then aggrieved and said: "But I don't remember anything, don't I live here?"

Xu Yan frowned, and finally understood why he called "Dad" as soon as he opened his eyes. It turned out to be the mentality of a baby bird after amnesia.

Trouble, it is really a trouble that should not be caused.

Xu Yan was a little impetuous in his heart, and rationally told him not to worry about it, but when he turned around, he led Trouble himself into the house.

However, the troublesome spirit has no self-knowledge, and chatters endlessly after him——

"Brother, why am I lying outside?"

"I was disobedient, did you throw me out?"

"Brother, I'm hungry."

"Brother, why do I have a headache? Hey, there is blood on my hands..."

The troublemaker finally stopped arguing, because he fainted when he saw a little blood on his hand.

How squeamish.

Still troublesome.

Xu Yan thought impatiently, but he gently carried the young master to the only small bed at home, and helped him clean the wound.

At night, Trouble woke up and sat with him at the narrow wooden table at home to eat.

Dinner is very simple, white rice and a pickle.

The young master rummaged through the rice grains with his chopsticks, and said aggrievedly, "I want to eat meat."

"No." Xu Yan said indifferently.

The young master blinked, then suddenly asked: "Then is it okay to add an egg to the meal?"

"No."

The young master immediately felt aggrieved, and took a bowl of grilled rice, not even eating the pickles.But his throat was like a cat's, and after a while he was choked and was about to cry again.

It's really delicate and troublesome.

Xu Yan frowned, quickly got up and poured water, thought for a while, then turned to the kitchen to get an egg, and made egg fried rice for the delicate young master.

After a while, the young master who had finished drinking the water came to bother him again. He opened the kitchen door, poked his head in, and asked timidly, "Brother, can I add two eggs?"

Xu Yan: "..."

He didn't know how many times he thought of the word "trouble".

But in the end, two eggs were added after all.

It's just that when Lin Konglu ate half of the bowl, he said he was too tired and gave him the rest of the half bowl.

Xu Yan: ...wasting.

I really don't know the sufferings of the world.

When it was time to go to bed, the delicate young master lay on Xu Yan's broken bed, and Xu Yan was forced to make a bed next to him.

Because the ground was cold, Lin Konglu curled up outside yesterday, and already had a low-grade fever. If he slept on the ground again, his condition would get worse.

Xu Yan thought he had exhausted his benevolence, but after turning off the lights, the little troubles started again.

"Brother, why don't you sleep on the bed?"

"Brother, the bed is a bit hard."

"elder brother……"

"Shut up." Xu Yan said unhappily.

"Oh." Little Trouble was unhappy.

After a while, Xu Yan said in the dark: "I will call the police tomorrow and take you to where you need to go."

The troublemaker seemed to freeze for a moment, and after a while he whispered, "I don't."

Xu Yan ignored it.

So Troubled Jing asked again: "Is it because our parents are gone, you think I'm a fool and you don't want to worry about me anymore?"

"You and I are just classmates. Your father's name is Lin Boyuan, the son of the richest man in Canglanzhou. Now that your richest grandfather has passed away, your father is suppressed by your second uncle..."

Xu Yan told him the truth again with a headache. Hearing this, Lin Konglu suddenly turned his back to him, silent.

As Xu Yan talked, he gradually stopped talking and looked up at the bed.

In the dim light, he saw the young master curled up in a coarse quilt, trembling.

Could it be crying?How could there be... such a delicate person?Like a kitten.

He was just telling the truth.

Xu Yan felt inexplicably uncomfortable, and after a while, his voice softened and said: "At most, we can wait until you recover from illness before leaving."

When the young master heard this, he immediately stopped crying, but after falling asleep, he started to be dishonest again.

Xu Yan's broken bed was very narrow, about the same width as a single bed in school.The young master probably got used to sleeping on the big bed at home, rolled around in the middle of the night, fell off the bed, and just hit Xu Yan.

Xu Yan woke up with a muffled grunt after being hit, but he didn't expect that Little Trouble wouldn't look heavy, and it still hurts to hit someone.

Fortunately, the bed was not high, otherwise the ribs might have been broken.

The guy who hit him had no idea, found a comfortable position in his arms, and continued to sleep contentedly.

Xu Yan was angry and funny, and wanted to hug him back to the bed, but the young master stuck to his body like an octopus, and he wouldn't let go.

Xu Yan once wondered if he was really asleep, or was he pretending to be asleep?

If Lin Konglu knew what he was thinking at that time, he would have thought in his heart: Of course it was an act.

He's not a pig, he won't wake up after falling to the ground.

In the end Xu Yan had no choice but to lie on the bed with him, because the ground was cold, and the delicate young master might aggravate his condition.

But the small broken bed was too small and too old. After the two of them lay on it, they could only stick to each other, and when they turned over slightly, the bed board creaked.

The houses in the slums are old and have poor sound insulation. The bed in the next room is also creaking, and strange sounds can be faintly heard.

Xu Yan hugged the fragrant and soft young master, and suddenly couldn't sleep.

The next day, the delicate young master who slept on the hard bed all night had a stiff neck.

Seeing Xu Yan busy in the kitchen, he rushed over to the other party's slippers, poked his head, and said tearfully, "Brother, my neck hurts."

Xu Yan turned to look at him with dark circles under his eyes, and didn't speak, but Lin Konglu could clearly see a gloomy look in his eyes.

The troublemaker stopped working immediately, and after a while, he said again, "Brother, are you cooking?"

Then he followed behind the other party like a little tail, rambling: "Why are your eye circles a bit dark? Did you not sleep well last night? Why don't you sleep on the bed tonight, or I can sleep on the floor..."

Xu Yan turned around suddenly, raised his hand to test his forehead, and said expressionlessly, "The fever is gone."

Reducing the fever means that they can be sent away.

The troublemaker immediately widened his eyes, as if accusing him of being ruthless, then ran back to the bed, hugged the quilt tightly and rolled himself up again, and said in a low voice, "No, I'm not well yet, my head hurts, and my neck hurts too .”

Xu Yan raised the corners of his lips slightly, smiled unconsciously, and quickly flattened it again.

In fact, the little troublemaker with amnesia is quite cute.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.

Xu Yan alerted Lin Konglu to hide before opening the door.

The person who knocked on the door was an ordinary-looking tall and thin young man who claimed to be a bodyguard hired by Lin Boyuan. Knowing that the young master was picked up by Xu Yan, he came here to ask Xu Yan to take care of him, and told him not to call the police.

Lin Konglu asked the system to eavesdrop, and when he learned that the bodyguard hired by Lin's father had arrived, he immediately hugged the bedpost tightly and made up his mind that he would not leave for a while.

But unexpectedly, in the next second, Xu Yan agreed to let him stay, and even took the money from the bodyguard.

In fact, Xu Yan had already planned to keep the young master, even if the bodyguards didn't come, he would do so.

As for the money, he didn't want to take it at first, but he thought that the young master was weak and delicate, and if he needed money, he could hold it for emergency.

After watching the bodyguards leave, Xu Yan closed the door, and when he turned around, he saw the young master who was supposed to be hiding in the kitchen, poking his head like a hamster, looking at what he had cooked before.

Sensing Xu Yan's gaze, Lin Konglu hurriedly retracted his head, paused, and said embarrassedly: "I'm a little hungry."

After speaking, there was a sound in the stomach, and the young master couldn't help covering his stomach in embarrassment, his ears turned red.

Xu Yan curled his lips slightly, and went straight into the kitchen to continue cooking without saying anything.

Seeing that he was not angry, Lin Konglu quickly followed him like a tail, and asked, "Brother, are you making fried rice with eggs?"

"En." Xu Yan responded lightly.

"Then...can you add two eggs?" The young master pushed forward again.

Xu Yan didn't feel annoyed, and raised the corners of his lips, saying, "Okay."

Not only that, but a dish was added for breakfast, stir-fried shredded pork with green peppers.

Although it is just shredded pork, it is at least meat.

When eating, Xu Yan picked all the green peppers into his bowl.

Lin Konglu was very moved, and said softly, "Brother, why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?"

Xu Yan paused with his chopsticks, and coughed lightly after a while: "Because there is an extra worker in the family."

Lin Konglu: "?"

Xu Yan: "Your family sold you to me. You will stay here to work in the future. If you want to work, you have to eat first. I don't treat workers harshly."

Lin Konglu: "??" Don't bully me for pretending to be stupid, is there anyone who sells people and pays them back?

But Xu Yan's words were obviously intended to imply that he could stay, he was really arrogant.

The innocent young master immediately cheered up, hurriedly served Xu Yan some food, and said courteously, "Brother, you can eat too."

After eating, the young master was busy washing the dishes again.

Xu Yan didn't dare to let him wash it. There were only three or five bowls in his house, which probably wasn't enough for a young master who didn't touch the spring water with his fingers.

Because it was summer vacation, Xu Yan had to work in a flower shop during the day, and Lin Konglu could only stay at home alone.

After get off work in the evening, Xu Yan still needs to bring back a bunch of materials, and after dinner, he will tie up some fake flowers.

Lin Konglu can stick to his side at this time, graciously helping to fold the beautiful plastic paper.

Xu Yan should have been doing this work for a while, and his hands are very skilled, and he made a beautiful fake rose in a short time.

Lin Konglu exclaimed, "It's so beautiful, brother, can you give me this flower?"

Xu Yan turned his head to look at him, and said expressionlessly: "No."

Lin Konglu: "..."

Xu Yan continued: "I want to exchange it for money."

Lin Konglu felt resentful immediately, and asked in a low voice after a while, "Are we short of money?"

Didn't the bodyguard just give you money?

But after thinking about it carefully, he felt that according to Xu Yan's character, he probably wouldn't touch the money unless it was necessary.

Xu Yan also said casually at this time: "It's very scarce, especially if you have to eat two eggs a day, and you also need meat."

Lin Konglu choked, thinking, is that what I want to eat?Isn't it... In order to help you improve your food, who made you only eat pickles?

Xu Yan also seemed to know what he was thinking, after all, he always left half a bowl of fried rice with eggs, which was too obvious.

So the next day, there were eggs, meat, and fried vegetables for breakfast.

In this way, the young master lived in the slums. During the day, he would go to the flower shop to deliver meals to Xu Yan, and at night, he would tie flowers with him.

As the weather got cooler, there were few quilts in the house, so they could no longer make the floor, so the two huddled together on the broken wooden bed.

Gradually, this small and simple residence has the warmth of home.

Once the bed board next door was creaking again, and there was a strange sound faintly.

Lin Konglu deliberately asked Xu Yan with a simple face: "Brother, what are you doing next door?"

Xu Yan covered his ears and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't listen."