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

“根据今年最新数据显示,近几年，守护灵的消失年龄明显有所推迟。20年前，守护灵的平均消失年龄是15-17岁,近几年已经推迟到17-19岁。”

"Relevant researchers said that there is a certain link between the guardian spirit and the degree of maturity, excellence and demand of the guardian. That is to say, the more mature and sensible the guardian is, the better he is, the less he needs the guardian spirit, and the guardian spirit disappears. The sooner it will be. And vice versa..."

"Dong Dong".

The sudden knock on the door made Shen Siyang tremble reflexively, and he almost lost his grip on the mobile phone in his hand.

He quickly turned off the video that was playing on the phone.

Putting the phone in his pocket, he turned off the hair dryer that was blowing in the other hand.

Go to the bathroom door and open the door.

The man outside the door was dressed in white clothes and trousers, with a gentle smile on his beautiful face for ten years.

When he met his gaze, he chuckled and said, "Have you blown your hair for so long, is your head burnt?"

Shen Siyang followed suit with a smile, and put his half-wet head in front of him: "Look, is it burnt?"

Sang Huaiqi cooperatively flipped through the soft black hair in front of him, and then responded with a smile: "Fortunately, it's not burnt."

Shen Siyang burst out laughing.

Sang Huaiqi walked into the bathroom.

Picking up the hair dryer that was still plugged in on the sink, she completely dried Shen Siyang's half-wet hair before walking out of the bathroom with Shen Siyang.

"The schoolbag is already packed."

Sang Huaiqi took the winter school uniform jacket on the bed and put it on for Shen Siyang.

While zipping up Shen Siyang's coat to the top, he said: "This week there will be cold air, and the temperature will drop significantly. I will pack a few more thick sweaters for you and take them to school together."

Folding back the zippered collar, he gently rubbed Shen Siyang's head as before.

"Okay, let's go."

Shen Siyang rested his head lazily on his shoulder, and walked downstairs next to him.

The boy who had just taken a bath was warm all over, and exuded a faint fragrance from his body.

Sang Huaiqi rubbed his face with a smile, his voice was gentle and clear: "Have you not slept enough?"

Shen Siyang replied listlessly: "Ah."

Sang Huaiqi reminded in a warm voice: "It's already evening."

"You still have the nerve to say," Shen Siyang strangled his neck, "you wake me up at seven o'clock in the morning for breakfast, but if someone else came, I would have thrown him out of the window long ago."

The two walked to the living room on the first floor without saying a word.

Seeing Shen Shiwu and Yuan Linfei in the living room, Shen Siyang joked: "So many people? Gather together to see me off to school?"

Shen Shiwu responded with a smile: "That must be done. We will still be beating gongs and drums later, do you expect it?"

Shen Siyang waved his hand: "It's just the last school, there is no need for such a big battle."

Shen Shiwu leaned next to Yuan Linfeile: "You also know, it's not clear that my mother and I just came back from a walk, and we rested in the living room for a while, and you insist on asking yourself to humiliate yourself."

Shen Siyang played the sadness vividly: "The cold family relationship is miserable and miserable."

While talking, he caught a glimpse of the three gift boxes on the schoolbag, and he paused slightly.

Turning to look at Sang Huaiqi.

Sang Huaiqi smiled softly at him.

Even after looking at his face for ten years, Shen Siyang is often amazed by Sang Huaiqi's appearance inadvertently.

He looked away with a slight heartbeat and looked at the husband and wife on the other side of the sofa.

Yuan Linfei went straight to the point: "Birthday gift, you are not allowed to leave the school during the dormitory period, so I will give it to you in advance."

"I'll make up a birthday meal for you next weekend." Shen Shiwu was elated, "Son, what do you want to eat?"

Shen Siyang put the gift into the schoolbag: "Let me think about it for a week, and I will definitely give you a big meal."

Shen Shiwu leaned back on the sofa in an instant: "Oh, then just pretend I didn't say what I just said."

Shen Siyang put on his schoolbag happily: "I'm called stingy every day, and I don't care who I inherited."

After carrying his schoolbag, he put his head on Sang Huaiqi's shoulder again: "Let's go, Brother Xiaoqi."

Sang Huaiqi rubbed his hairy head.

Shen Shiwu turned on the TV and said, "Son, you should get used to taking the bus to school by yourself. After your birthday, Xiao Qi may suddenly leave one day. I'm not used to it now, wait for him to leave Don't you want to catch the bus with your nose and tears in your eyes?"

Shen Siyang's expression froze for a moment after hearing Shen Shiwu's words.

Freeze is fleeting.

He quickly calmed down his expression, wrapped his hands around Sang Huaiqi's neck, laid it lazily on Sang Huaiqi's shoulders, and looked at Shen Shiwu: "Mr. Shen Shiwu, our family is envious, you can say it directly , don’t beat around the bush like this.”

Shen Shiwu laughed: "Stinky boy."

He waved his hand: "Go, go, it's an eyesore."

Yuan Linfei exhorted: "Pay attention to safety, cool down this week, don't catch a cold at school."

"Our Ms. Yuan is still caring."

After Shen Si and Yang Chong finished the last sentence, they dragged Sang Huaiqi away very simply.

As usual, Sang Huaiqi took Shen Siyang directly to the back door of the school.

It was cold and windy in winter.

The sun has fully set.

Sang Huaiqi shielded Shen Siyang from the wind, and took out a scarf from Shen Siyang's schoolbag to wrap it around him.

After wrapping Shen Siyang tightly and revealing his eyes, he stopped and said softly, "Go in."

Shen Siyang raised his hand and looked at his watch: "Check bed at 08:30, there is still an hour and a half."

He looked at Sang Huaiqi again: "Do you want to hang out with me in school?"

"Not cold?" Sang Huaiqi asked back.

Shen Siyang, who had been wrapped into a bear, shook his head firmly.

Hearing this, Sang Huaiqi changed into a winter school uniform that was exactly the same as Shen Siyang's.

Then he raised his hand to unload the big schoolbag on Shen Siyang's back.

Shen Siyang pressed the schoolbag: "I can carry it by heart."

"I'm not tired of carrying it."

The schoolbag finally landed on Sang Huaiqi's back.

Shen Siyang attended the provincial key high school.

Because the school has a strict requirement that all senior students live on campus, after entering the senior year, he ended his day-study life and took a dormitory.

Residential students must be back at school by 08:30 on Sunday evening.

Therefore, seven o'clock is the peak time for boarding students to return to school.

The school is full of people.

Although Sang Huaiqi has the skeleton of an adult, his face is so beautiful that it doesn't matter age, so it doesn't violate the slightest bit to wear a high school uniform.

Street lights were turned on in the school, but the night was not as bright as the day.

Even so, wherever Sang Huaiqi goes, he can still reap nearly [-]% return rate.

Shen Siyang is very used to this situation.

Elementary school, junior high school, high school, as long as Sang Huaiqi appears, it will cause quite a stir.

Therefore, in order to save trouble, most of the time, the two would just choose to hang out in the school at night.

Take the road with ease and walk on the path with few people.

Shen Siyang looked at Sang Huaiqi, who was wearing a school uniform under the street lamp, and made a joke with a smile: "What a handsome little brother, which class is he in?"

Sang Huaiqi cooperates with acting: "Grade [-] and Class [-]."

Shen Siyang put his arm on his shoulder: "I'm from Class [-], Grade [-], I haven't seen you before, are you a transfer student?"

Sang Huaiqi smiled and nodded.

Shen Siyang leaned close to his ear and said with a smile, "Give me your contact information, I will cover you in Class Six from now on."

The hot breath burned Sang Huaiqi's ears.

Sang Huaiqi stopped and pulled Shen Siyang's hand from his shoulder.

When Shen Siyang stood up straight again, he looked at Shen Siyang and asked with a smile, "How do you cover it?"

"Serving tea, delivering water, and running errands." Shen Siyang counted them one by one, "None of these."

Sang Huaiqi couldn't help laughing.

"But your brother and I are the top three in the whole grade. I borrow notes, teach wrong questions, help make study plans, and improve my grades as much as I want."

The two continued to walk forward.

Sang Huaiqi praised very sincerely: "Wow, so powerful, then I must give the contact information."

After speaking, he reported a series of numbers.

When Shen Siyang heard it, he was happy.

"How do you know my mobile phone number? You can also recite it backwards."

He strangled Sang Huaiqi's neck: "Did you secretly inquire about me before transferring to school, and have a crush on me?"

Sang Huaiqi said with a smile: "I was discovered, what should I do?"

Shen Siyang was overjoyed lying on top of him.

As soon as he looked up, he happened to see Sang Huaiqi's beautiful face under the street lamp, which made people tremble.

But compared to the pretty face itself, what attracted Shen Siyang more was the tenderness and tolerance in that person's eyes that seemed to be beyond reach.

My heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

Before Shen Siyang could think about it, he had already walked downstairs to the dormitory.

Sang Huaiqi straightened the crooked Shen Siyang.

After tidying up Shen Siyang's hair that was blown by the wind, he raised his hand and rubbed the tips of Shen Siyang's ears that were red from the cold.

After warming up, he let go and asked, "Should I take you up?"

It took Shen Siyang a long time to come back to his senses, shook his head, and took back the schoolbag from Sang Huaiqi's back: "It's on the third floor, I can go up by myself."

Sang Huaiqi didn't say much when he heard the words, and nodded to say goodbye to him.

Shen Siyang put his schoolbag on his back, took two steps upstairs, and then stopped to look down.

He suddenly asked Sang Huaiqi: "Brother Qi, when is my birthday?"

Sang Huaiqi responded quickly: "Tomorrow."

This time Shen Siyang didn't need to ask again, he quickly answered in a gentle voice: "I will come."

Shen Siyang stared at Sang Huaiqi.

After staring at it for a long while, I finally said nothing, just said goodbye again, then turned back and went upstairs.

Go to the door of the dormitory, take the key and turn the lock.

As soon as the door opened a crack, the light and sound from the room came out together.

"My guardian spirit passed away yesterday."

Shen Siyang stopped suddenly.

The one who spoke was the roommate who slept on the opposite bed from Shen Siyang.

"So early? Did you leave suddenly?"

The person who asked the question was Shen Siyang's roommate in the next bed.

"Well, I can't find it when I wake up. But it's not too early, and my birthday has been passed for several months."

"Honestly, are you crying?"

"A man doesn't cry easily! Well... I did feel sad all night in the quilt last night, but after thinking about it, this is also a proof that I have grown up and matured. People always have to move forward. In the news yesterday Didn’t you also say that the better you are, the sooner the guardian spirit will leave, do you think it’s possible for me to be admitted to University A as a dark horse in the college entrance examination?”

"You are so beautiful, with your current grades, how black is that?"

Joyful squabbling came out.

In the middle of the quarrel, when I saw Shen Siyang at the door on the opposite bed, I unilaterally ceased fighting: "Brother Yang! It's time to wait for you! The last two big questions of the two math papers! Help me!"

Shen Siyang lowered his eyes, entered the room and closed the door behind him.

The heater was turned on in the house, and it was warm.

However, Shen Siyang felt that the tip of his ear, which was warmed by Sang Huaiqi just now, was starting to get cold again.

He put his schoolbag on his desk, and responded to the bed in a normal tone: "Me neither."

Facing the bed, grabbed the pillar beside Shen Siyang's bed: "I don't believe it, you lied to me."

Shen Siyang took out the paper and handed it to him.

He took it from the other bed, and couldn't help cursing: "Damn, I really didn't write it, you don't even know how, that's so difficult."

The bed next door leaned over and bumped his shoulder: "A is big? Do you still want A to be big?"

Two people, you bump into me and I bump into you.

"Aren't you and won't you?"

"I lie flat, I don't dare to think about A big."

08:30 The dormitory inspects the dormitory.

Lights off at 09:30 on time.

The roommates went to bed one after another, and Shen Siyang sat at the table under the bed without any intention of moving.

He stuck his head out from the bed: "Brother Yang, are you still not asleep? Tomorrow's first session will be the devil's hypnosis class."

Shen Siyang leaned on the back of the chair and twirled the pen in his hand: "Let me think about the last two questions."

"Damn, Xueba, don't roll it up. If you roll it up, I can't sleep well."

The bed next door stated the truth very bluntly: "You can't think of it until dawn, so you should sleep in peace."

There was laughter and cursing in the dormitory.

After half an hour, the dormitory was completely quiet.

Shen Siyang lowered his eyes and stared at the question under the desk lamp for a long time, which he had already understood the solution to the question.

In the end, nothing was done.

He put down his pen, and gently took out the three gift boxes in his schoolbag.

The gift giving of the three members of the family has always had their own characteristics.

Therefore, Shen Siyang can easily tell which one is given by whom even if the name is not marked.

The first thing to take out was an exercise book.

Don't even think about it, it must be Shen Shiwu who does such immoral things.

Shen Siyang smiled and put the exercise book aside, and continued to dig out the gift box.

Unexpectedly, the real gift was found - a pen.

Putting the pen into the pen holder, Shen Siyang unwrapped the next present.

A blessing from a temple and a watch.

Shen Siyang mentioned at the dinner table a few days ago that there is a problem with the current watch, and the minute hand occasionally stops.

Yuan Linfei has always been very careful.

Shen Siyang hung the Ping An Fu with a red string around his neck, and put on a new watch before unwrapping the third gift.

A digital gaming machine.

The old model from many years ago, but the fuselage is very new.

It is very similar to the digital game console at home that he and Sang Huaiqi broke last year.

Every year, Sang Huaiqi can find some weird gadgets for Shen Siyang as birthday presents.

Shen Shiwu and Yuan Linfei's birthday gifts to Shen Siyang have been gradually becoming adults as Shen Siyang grows older.

Sang Huaiqi gave none.

It seems that Shen Siyang will never grow up as a child.

Shen Siyang tried to turn on the game console and found that it was fully charged.

Nearing 10:30, he was a little sleepy.

I couldn't help but yawned.

Instead of going to bed, he lifted the chair to the window, opened the window a little, and sat down by the window.

The cold wind rushed to Shen Siyang's face along the gap.

The drowsiness disappeared immediately.

He put his legs on the chair, leaned his head lightly against the wall, and played with the game console in his hand with his head down.

It is not clear when he lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he felt a soft warmth on his cold cheeks.

A familiar gentle voice sounded next to my ears: "Why do you open the window?"

The voice was full of worry and distress: "The face is frozen."

Shen Siyang opened his eyes in a daze, looking at the person outside the window with some indistinguishable distinction between dreams and reality.

A familiar white dress, a familiar perfect face.

The pure white wings spread out in the air, and a faint light radiated from the wings.

Shen Siyang raised his hand subconsciously and grabbed the hand that was caressing his cheek.

The real touch made him gradually return to reality.

He couldn't help tightening his hands, increased the strength in his hands, and gripped the person in front of him tightly.

The quiet atmosphere amplifies the sound of the seconds turning on the watch.

"despair". "despair". "despair".

The moment the second swung to the number "12", Sang Huaiqi's gentle voice sounded again.

With a smile, sweet blessings.

"Happy birthday, Shen Siyang."