The system forced me to be a scumbag [Quick Transmigration]

On the third day of class, although the weather was not as sunny as the second morning, fortunately it didn't rain all day.

It's rare that there is no meeting after school, Shen Siyang returns to Sang Huaiqi's house, just in time to see Sang Huaiqi carrying a bamboo basket and preparing to go out.

He asked aloud, "Where are you going?"

"Picking flowers." Sang Huaiqi responded warmly.

Shen Siyang glanced at the small bamboo basket on Sang Huaiqi's back, thinking of the previous conversation in the hospital, he subconsciously asked, "For me?"

Sang Huaiqi nodded: "Do you want to go with me?"

Shen Siyang responded with a smile: "Okay."

Seeing that there was a net in the bamboo basket on Sang Huaiqi's back, he asked again: "Is there anything else I need to prepare?"

Sang Huaiqi nodded: "I need another ladder."

"Ladder? What's it for?"

Sang Huaiqi walked to the small warehouse where the ladders were stored, and explained: "Put the ladder on the tree, climb up and wrap the tree with a net, and shake the flowers directly into the net, which will save time and effort."

Shen Siyang concluded: "So the function of the ladder is to climb trees?"

Sang Huaiqi nodded.

Shen Siyang laughed softly and grabbed Sang Huaiqi's arm: "There's no need to take it, leave it to me."

Sang Huaiqi was stunned for a moment when he felt the warmth of Shen Siyang's palm in his slightly cool arm.

Before he had time to react, he was dragged out of the yard by Shen Siyang.

"Where are you going? Give me a direction." Shen Siyang's voice sounded again.

Sang Huaiqi subconsciously raised his hands and rubbed his hot ears, then pointed in a direction and led Shen Siyang there.

Shen Siyang followed Sang Huaiqi for about 10 minutes. Before seeing the tree, he could already smell the aroma of jasmine.

The scent of jasmine with the damp mountain air is different from the one that always lingers on Sang Huaiqi.

Shen Siyang prefers the smell of Sang Huaiqi.

When he walked into the hillside full of jasmine trees, Shen Siyang found that the scene in front of him was somewhat different from the scene he had imagined.

He thought he would see white flowers blooming all over the branches, but the truth is that most trees have only green leaves but no flowers.

Sang Huaiqi saw Shen Siyang's doubts, and explained aloud: "I picked the flowers half a month ago. The flowering period of each tree is not exactly the same. There is no heavy rain in previous years, and some of them can bloom again at this time, but this year's rain It's too big, so the rest of it doesn't grow very well."

He led Shen Siyang inside: "But there should be a small number of exceptions, we need to find out."

The two walked around the jasmine forest several times, and finally found a few exceptions that Sang Huaiqi said.

Sang Huaiqi stopped under each tree one by one to observe.

Pull down the lowest branches, smell the flowers, and look at the flowers.

He finally stopped under a jasmine tree that was not too tall and had relatively thick branches, looked at Shen Siyang, and asked again with certainty: "Is it really possible?"

Shen Siyang took the net from the basket on his back and said with a smile, "As long as it can bear my weight, there is no tree that I cannot climb."

As he spoke, he walked under the tree, and added: "My elementary school relied on this to become the king among the children. It's my housekeeping skill."

Listening to Shen Siyang's description, Sang Huaiqi smiled when the people in his field of vision sat neatly in the middle of the tree branch.

It was still bright at five o'clock in the afternoon.

The evening sun was pouring on Shen Siyang.

Holding the net in his hand, he looked at Sang Huaiqi under the tree with a smile: "Where is this hanging?"

Sang Huaiqi raised his head, watching the halo spread behind Shen Siyang, gradually freezing into a warm color.

With a soft light in his eyes, he raised his fingers to several branches, and then told Shen Siyang: "Be careful."

Shen Siyang is good at climbing trees, but this is the first time he has tied a net.

After some effort, the net was finally tied.

He looked at Sang Huaiqi again: "Do I need to go down first?"

Sang Huaiqi shook his head: "I need you to shake it. Shake the twigs alone. You don't need to use too much force. Ripe flowers are easy to fall off."

Shen Siyang smiled, obviously interested in this job.

He quickly tried it out, and asked Sang Huaiqi aloud, "Is this strength okay?"

Sang Huai Qiwen nodded with a smile.

The breeze blew across the mountains, carrying the earthy scent of jasmine.

Sang Huaiqi looked up at Shen Siyang sitting among the flowers through the fine grid and the shaking white flowers.

The flowers he is familiar with surround the person he is becoming familiar with.

For a moment, it was as if he had enveloped him.

After more than ten minutes, Shen Siyang put away the net that had caught enough flowers.

After passing it safely to Sang Huaiqi, he jumped off the tree.

"Will there be more of these?" He clapped his hands and asked Sang Huaiqi who was putting flowers into the bamboo basket.

"No." Sang Huaiqi responded warmly, "We still need to screen during the drying process."

Putting all the flowers into the bamboo basket, he looked at Shen Siyang: "Let's go."

Just as he took a step, Shen Siyang suddenly said again: "Wait a minute."

Sang Huaiqi stopped and looked at Shen Siyang doubtfully.

Suddenly, Shen Siyang reached out to him.

He froze in place for an instant, not daring to move.

Until Shen Siyang's hand fell lightly between his hair.

"A flower fell on your head."

Shen Siyang spread his hands and showed Sang Huaiqi the flowers he had taken.

However, Sang Huaiqi's attention was somewhat deviated and all fell on Shen Siyang's palm that was rubbed red by the branches.

Suddenly Shen Siyang said again: "This flower is blooming so beautifully."

He put away his hands and said with a smile: "Since it's so fateful, I won't let you make a pile of flowers and turn them into dried flowers. Go back and find a way to seal the flowers as bookmarks."

The red palm disappeared from sight, Sang Huaiqi came back to his senses, and said to Shen Siyang, "Give it to me."

Shen Siyang looked at him in surprise: "You know how to do it?"

Sang Huaiqi nodded: "I made it for Xiaoshan, and there are still materials left at home."

Shen Si Yang heard the words, carefully handed the ground flower to his hand, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the almighty Sang Huaiqi."

Sang Huaiqi blushed slightly, and corrected softly: "There is no omnipotence."

Shen Siyang responded with a smile: "That's all rounding up."

When Sang Huaiqi heard this, he smiled lightly and didn't argue any more.

The two went back just in time for Shen Siyang to go to the brick house for dinner.

No meeting tonight.

After dinner, Shen Siyang went back to Sang Huaiqi's house to take a bath, then found a place where Sang Huaiqi specialized in drying flowers, and squatted by the side to watch him use special tools to dry flowers.

Not many flowers.

When Shen Siyang arrived, Sang Huaiqi had already entered the final stage.

So Shen Siyang didn't squat on the sidelines for a long time, and Sang Huaiqi took off his gloves and got up.

Seeing this, Shen Siyang stood up.

"Can this be fully done before I leave?"

Sang Huaiqi walked to the locker against the wall, sanitized the gloves he had taken off, folded them neatly, and replied softly, "Yes."

Shen Siyang asked again: "What about the green tea leaves? Did you fry them yourself?"

Sang Huaiqi shook his head: "In the past, the tea was taken from the neighboring village. Due to the heavy rain this year, it may not be possible to get it. I will ask the village chief tomorrow."

While speaking, he took out a bottle of ointment from the cabinet, turned to look at Shen Siyang: "Can I see your hands?"

Shen Siyang had just taken a shower, and his body was still steaming.

His skin was reddened by the hot water, and standing under the light, his whole body was white and pink.

Hearing what Sang Huaiqi said, he didn't think too much, and subconsciously approached and stretched out his hand: "What's wrong?"

As Sang Huaiqi expected.

In the past two hours, the red marks on the palms of Shen Siyang's hands not only did not fade away, but became more obvious and even swollen.

The man's skin is too sensitive? Sensitive and fragile.

Like brittle glass.

If you are bitten by a mosquito, you will get a scary bag, and if you grab it twice, you will leave a red mark that has not faded for a long time. Just holding the branch and shaking it for more than ten minutes, the palm of your hand will be swollen.

"Is it itchy?" Sang Huaiqi asked while unscrewing the ointment in his hand.

Shen Siyang nodded: "It seems to be a little allergic."

"This jar of ointment relieves the itching and swelling. I used to have swollen hands when I shook the branches."

As Sang Huaiqi spoke, he silently added in his heart that his hands would swell only after shaking for an afternoon.

Shen Siyang thanked him when he heard the words, and saw that Sang Huaiqi squeezed the ointment on his hands and wanted to wipe it for him, he quickly said: "I can do it myself."

Sang Huaiqi looked at him: "Is it convenient for you?"

Shen Siyang was about to say "convenience", raised his other hand to look at it, and saw that the swelling was even worse, and he was delighted by himself.

"OK, thanks."

Honestly spread both hands in front of Sang Huaiqi.

Anti-itch creams are always cooler than regular creams.

Sang Huaiqi's fingertips were also cold.

Cool fingertips, cold ointment, gentle movements.

Shen Siyang subconsciously looked at the person in front of him.

The boy who was half a head taller than him had his head slightly drooped, his half-wet hair was curled, and fell around his eyes following the slight drooping of his master's head.

His beautiful eyes were covered by half-closed eyelids, but his seriousness and concentration could still be seen.

Shen Siyang's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

After missing this beat, he suddenly accelerated wildly uncontrollably.

It was the first time he encountered this situation, and Shen Siyang looked away in a panic at a loss.

His eyes flicked around, trying to divert his attention away from the strangeness just now.

Before he could completely lock on the transfer target, Sang Huaiqi had already applied the medicine.

After screwing on the ointment and putting it back in the locker, Sang Huaiqi looked at Shen Siyang again.

Seeing Shen Siyang's head shaking around like a rattle, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Siyang froze with a guilty conscience, his eyes just stopped on the two transparent glass jars under the locker, and he immediately asked, "What are those?"

Sang Huaiqi followed his gaze.

"Redberry wine."

Shen Siyang was really distracted now: "Yangmei wine? Do you make it yourself?"

Sang Huaiqi responded.

Shen Siyang asked again: "What's the taste? A bayberry drink with a bit of alcohol?"

Sang Huaiqi thought for a while: "Almost, it tastes a bit heavier than the bayberry drink sold outside. Do you want to try it?"

"I can't drink much," Shen Si Yang Shicheng replied, "Is the alcohol content high?"

Sang Huaiqi showed a slight smile: "It's not high, grandma often has a drink after dinner."

When Shen Siyang heard this, he immediately strengthened his courage and said, "Okay, let's have a bowl!"

Sang Huaiqi went to the kitchen to get a bowl, and when he poured red bayberry wine into the bowl, he asked Shen Siyang, "Do you want to eat the red bayberry inside?"

Shen Siyang squatted beside him and thought for a while: "Try one."

Sang Huaiqi took the chopsticks, grabbed one and handed it to his mouth.

Shen Siyang opened his mouth subconsciously, and before he had time to realize that there was something wrong with this move, his brain went blank because of the red bayberry in his mouth.

Sang Huaiqi saw Shen Siyang's whole face wrinkled into a ball, and couldn't help laughing: "Isn't it delicious?"

Shen Siyang got used to the taste in his mouth, so he chewed and responded, "It's okay, it's just a little bit hot."

Fortunately, after Sang Huaiqi poured a bowl of red bayberry wine, he ordered Sang Huaiqi to eat another one.

Holding the wine, chewing red bayberry, and walking into the house with Sang Huaiqi.

Shen Siyang asked aloud, "Are you going to coax Xiaoshan to sleep when you go back?"

Sang Huaiqi nodded.

"Then I'll go to your room later," Shen Siyang said thoughtfully, "Anyway, I have nothing to do when I go back tonight."

Sang Huaiqi's room was about the same size as Shen Siyang's.

It's just that there are many more items in Sang Huaiqi's room than in Shen Siyang's room.

The desk is next to the bed, and the end of the bed is the wardrobe.

Handmade lockers are placed side by side next to the wardrobe.

On the first night when Shen Siyang came here, he saw the tools Sang Huaiqi took from the locker to repair the circuit.

He sat by the bed, took two sips of bayberry wine from time to time, and watched Sang Huaiqi gradually lull Sang Huaishan to sleep.

Shen Siyang felt that his drinking capacity was ridiculously poor.

It was just a bowl of bayberry wine with low alcohol content. After drinking it, he still couldn't resist the feeling of being slightly drunk.

Sang Huaiqi just went out holding Sang Huaishan who was already asleep.

Shen Siyang sat in the empty room, drunk and sleepy, making him wish he could lie down and sleep on Sang Huaiqi's bed right now.

Fortunately, the sanity is still there.

Shen Siyang planned to say goodbye to Sang Huaiqi when he came back, and then go back to his room to sleep.

Sitting on the bed became more and more sleepy, so he simply got up.

He didn't pay attention when he got up, and brought down a large iron box beside the table.

The iron box hit the bed, making a "bang-dang" sound, and all the contents fell out.

Sang Huaiqi just opened the door and entered at this moment.

Shen Siyang looked towards the door with a slow reaction, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I just stood up and accidentally knocked off the box on your desk."

Sang Huaiqi ignored the box, went straight to Shen Siyang and asked, "Is there any injury?"

Shen Siyang shook his head: "No."

As he said, he sat down by the bed and picked up the things that fell out of the iron box: "I'll help you pack it up and go back to sleep. I'm too picky, even drinking bayberry wine..."

Seeing the things in his hand clearly, the voice stopped abruptly.

Until Sang Huaiqi's voice sounded beside him: "What's the point of drinking red bayberry wine?"

Shen Siyang pursed his dry lips lightly, and it took a long time before he answered, "You can be drunk."

After answering, he looked up at Sang Huaiqi in front of him, and picked up the things in his hand: "A lot of awards."

Sang Huaiqi responded lightly, sat down next to him, picked up the iron box on the bed and straightened it, packed up the remaining scattered awards on the bed, and put them all back into the iron box.

The certificate in his hand made Shen Siyang, who was slightly drunk, wake up a little bit.

After learning the truth from the village chief, I always wanted to tell Sang Huaiqi, but I didn't know how to say it, and the words rushed into my mind again.

He didn't return the award to Sang Huaiqi right away, but asked, "Can I have a look?"

Sang Huaiqi looked at Shen Siyang's foggy eyes, and agreed softly.

After getting the answer, Shen Siyang sat by the bed and flipped through the certificates one by one.

A thick stack of certificates, from elementary school, to junior high school, to high school, and finally to the second year of high school.

After Shen Siyang finished reading, he looked at Sang Huaiqi and smiled: "It's amazing, Sang Huaiqi is always the first in grade."

Sang Huaiqi showed a slight smile: "You are also very good, Shen Siyang, who is always the first in grade."

Shen Siyang shook his head: "I have never won the first place in various awards such as Innovation Award, Handicraft Award, Little Inventor Award, etc., so you are more powerful."

Sang Huaiqi responded warmly: "It's all small games."

Shen Siyang insisted: "That's because you are better."

Sang Huaiqi sensed Shen Siyang's drunkenness, so he stopped arguing with him, and Wen Xiao responded, "Okay, I'm better."

Satisfied, Shen Siyang looked down at the certificate in his hand again.

He turned the certificate over, stroked the traces of glue on the back of the certificate, and said again: "Why don't you continue to post these certificates?"

Sang Huaiqi paused for a moment, then responded in a normal tone: "The walls of the room are not sticking enough."

Deceiving.

The walls of the room are not sticky enough, there are corridors, halls, and two other rooms.

Shen Siyang stubbornly turned over each certificate, and stroked the traces of glue on the back of each certificate with his fingertips.

Rubbing until his fingertips hurt, he looked up at Sang Huaiqi again: "Xiao Qi, many people should have said that you are excellent, right?"

Sang Huaiqi's face was slightly stagnant, and after looking at Shen Siyang for a long time, he smiled lightly and said, "This place is small."

Because it's small here, being good doesn't necessarily mean being really good.

Shen Siyang suddenly got a little annoyed: "I live in a very big place. I have met many, many people from south to north. You are better than everyone I have met."

"Sang Huaiqi, you are just outstanding."

Sang Huaiqi blinked lightly, calmed down for a moment, and the smile on his face slowly faded.

He looked at Shen Siyang quietly, without responding for a long time.

The empty room was gradually wrapped in silence until Shen Siyang made another sound.

"Xiao Qi, go out."

Shen Siyang stared at Sang Huaiqi closely, his eyes glistened with water.

"Go to a higher and wider place, bloom to your heart's content, and bloom into a unique jasmine flower."

Sang Huaiqi's breathing gradually slowed down.

He looked back and forth over and over again at Shen Siyang in his vision.

Suddenly, Shen Siyang closed his eyes and fell backwards without warning.

Sang Huaiqi hurriedly pushed away the iron box at hand, and leaned over to pull Shen Siyang.

He failed to pull him up, but fortunately he protected Shen Siyang's head in time.

He fell down on the bed with Shen Siyang.

Lips lightly touched Shen Siyang's soft and hot cheek.

Sang Huaiqi froze for an instant, and after realizing it, he got up quickly and apologized in a panic: "I'm sorry."

The person on the bed is already fast asleep.

He didn't hear an apology, and naturally he didn't know that an unexpected kiss fell on his cheek.

Sang Huaiqi sat by the bed and watched Shen Siyang silently for a long time before turning his eyes away and slowly picking up the certificate on the bed back into the iron box.

He put his hand on the lid of the iron box, but he didn't close the iron box again for a long time.

Withdrawing his hand, he touched the lips that still had a sense of touch. After a long time, his hand fell back on the lid of the iron box again.

He looked up at Shen Siyang who was sleeping soundly for a long time, and finally retracted his gaze, and closed the iron box again.

Together with the cover, there are also his selfishness and delusion.

He put the tin box back on the table and said softly again.

"sorry."