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

As far as Sang Huaiqi's current control over this body is concerned, it is not wrong to describe it as "newly dressed limbs".

Because after the end of the last world, Shen Siyang's mission goal changed suddenly.

Therefore, Sang Huaiqi built the current world in a hurry.

According to the original development track, after Sang Huaiqi left Shen Siyang as a guardian spirit, he would not return to this world.

Shen Siyang needs to taste the ups and downs of the rest of his life alone like he experienced in the previous few worlds.

But before leaving, Sang Huaiqi was moved with compassion after all.

He didn't want Shen Siyang to experience the boundless loneliness and despair that he had experienced.

The reason why he was willing to experience the first few worlds was because at that time he was not sure whether Shen Siyang, who returned to reality, would love him as much as he did in the virtual world after finishing the system performance optimization test conducted by this collaboration. he.

Because of the anti-addiction mechanism in the system design rules, everything in the virtual world, including memories and emotions, will be compressed ten thousand times after logging out of the system and returning to reality.

The downpour turned into a drizzle.

The warm love finally lightens in the heart.

The long years that have passed are compressed into a drop in the ocean and thrown into the vast ocean of memory.

Regarding whether Shen Siyang will love him, Sang Huaiqi has always prepared for the worst.

He experienced loneliness over and over again, pulling between the virtual and the real, to warn himself that even if Shen Siyang loved him very much in the virtual world, after returning to reality, Shen Siyang might not love him.

But it is no longer needed.

He didn't need it, and Shen Siyang didn't need it even more.

The coincidence of emotions collected by the system has reached 70%.

Next, we only need to follow Shen Siyang's original plan, and the two of them will walk the path each other walked when they loved each other, and the collection task can be completed with a probability of more than 95%.

After the mission is accomplished and the world ends, the two can log out of the system smoothly.

Because it was a temporary decision, Sang Huaiqi didn't have a perfect idea of ​​what kind of identity he would use to return to Shen Siyang's current world.

There is a complete concept, but if it is implemented according to the concept, Shen Siyang will have to wait at least another year to see him again.

One year.

Sang Huaiqi could almost imagine how difficult Shen Siyang must have had this year.

In the embers of parting, I cherish luck again and again, hoping to meet again.

But I can only watch helplessly as my hopes fail day after day.

Sang Huaiqi was just imagining.

The heart cramps badly.

It hurts more than when he himself experienced loneliness and despair.

He didn't want Shen Siyang to walk towards him exhausted.

While thinking about how to relieve his emotions, the white cat that was photographed by Sang Huaiqi and has been the wx profile picture of Sang Huaiqi for seven years suddenly popped into his mind.

Time is limited, Sang Huaiqi has no time to think about it.

After confirming the return identity, the identity data was not well structured, so he hurriedly returned to Shen Siyang's world.

It is precisely because of this that he will appear in the situation of "reloading limbs".

If the identity data structure is perfect, he can connect the behavior habits of all the white cats he wants to receive at the moment he becomes a white cat.

But now that the structure is not perfect, he can only artificially adapt and modify his behavior habits.

The little white cat's head was buried in the quilt for a long time before it was gently pulled out by one hand.

Shen Siyang was very face-saving, and at the same time he pulled him out of the quilt, he also turned him over with his belly spread, and let him squat back on the bed.

One person and one cat stared at each other again in the dark.

Shen Siyang didn't move for a while, wanting to wait for the little white cat to move, to see where the little guy was going sneakily just now.

Who would have thought that the little white cat remained motionless, squatting and staring at him for a long time.

Sang Huaiqi didn't want to go anywhere, he just wanted to practice walking on the bed while Shen Siyang was asleep.

He knew that Shen Siyang was a heavy sleeper, and a slight movement could not disturb Shen Siyang.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he dug out the storage basket, he was caught.

After not seeing the little white cat move for a long time, Shen Siyang had no choice but to take the initiative to carry the chubby little guy back into the storage basket.

Then he raised his hand, tapped the little white cat's gauze-bound leg with his index finger, and said in a low voice, "Don't run around, if you run around and hurt your other legs, you won't be able to walk."

As he said, he performed a flip for the little white cat.

I didn't expect the little guy in front of me to understand.

He pulled up the quilt and lay down again, thinking about whether to install a temporary guardrail on the bed.

Or spend some time tomorrow to let the little white cat get used to sleeping on the desk under the bed.

While thinking about it, he suddenly noticed that the little guy in the storage basket poked out two paws.

Two small pink and white mangosteens were leaning on the edge of the storage basket, and their round heads were stretched out, as if they were about to jump out.

Shen Siyang immediately raised his hand and pushed his round, fluffy head back into the storage basket.

The fluffy white hair in the center of the round head was flattened in a circle.

The little white cat flicked its tail, and took the initiative to rub its head against Shen Siyang's palm.

"It's almost useless." Shen Siyang lowered his hand unwillingly, and poked the little mangosteen that the little white cat was still picking up on the edge of the storage basket, "Retract the paw too."

The round head hung down, staring at Shen Siyang's hand poking on his mangosteen.

After a while, the lower half of the pink triangular ears drooped, and the little white cat gave a soft "meow" and retracted its paw reluctantly.

Shen Siyang couldn't help laughing, and scratched the little white cat's fleshy chin rewardingly: "Well done, keep it up."

Then he stared and observed for a while, seeing that the little white cat had no intention of picking it out of the storage basket, so he closed his eyes again.

Trying to sleep next to Shen Siyang's pillow but failed, Yuan Gungun lay in the storage basket, listening to Shen Siyang's breathing so close at hand.

After listening for a while, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

The breathing rate of Shen Siyang when he was asleep was completely different from the breathing rate when he was awake.

Sang Huaiqi has slept with him for many years, and he is very clear about the difference between the two.

Cats have a better sense of hearing than humans.

Just now he was so absorbed in learning how to walk that he didn't pay much attention to it, only now did he realize that Shen Siyang hadn't fallen asleep.

Just now it was because he was not asleep that he noticed his tiny movements.

And now it has been at least half an hour since Shen Siyang talked to him just now, and Shen Siyang still hasn't fallen asleep.

Half an hour to fall asleep is nothing to someone who has trouble falling asleep.

But Shen Siyang was never this type of person.

Not to mention half an hour, in the past Shen Siyang didn't even need 5 minutes from lying down to falling asleep.

Sang Huaiqi held his breath and listened quietly for a while.

A heart gradually sinks.

Once again, he pulled out the storage basket and looked at the boy lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

Just by looking at it, it is completely impossible to tell whether the boy is awake at the moment.

Sang Huaiqi stared at it for a while, then tentatively jumped out of the storage basket.

The moment he landed on the bed, the person on the bed opened his eyes.

Really didn't sleep.

Sang Huaiqi was jumping next to Shen Siyang's pillow, one person and one cat were very close together.

Therefore, Sang Huaiqi accurately captured the flashing emotion in Shen Siyang's eyes the moment Shen Siyang opened his eyes.

Turbulent sadness.

Sang Huaiqi froze in place all of a sudden, his heart looked like it had been pricked with fine needles.

On the contrary, the young man restrained his emotions, smiled naturally and said, "Run out again, and you will have to sleep on the bed tonight."

Sang Huaiqi tried his best to suppress his throbbing heart.

The little white cat squatted down next to the boy's pillow, the cat's strips were in a ball, making it clear that it wanted to sleep next to his pillow.

Shen Siyang laughed all of a sudden: "You can't sleep next to my pillow, what if you fall asleep and roll over and crush you?"

As he spoke, he raised one hand, demonstrating to press on the little white cat.

The little white cat jumped up suddenly, avoiding Shen Siyang's hand.

After hiding, he lay down again beside Shen Siyang's pillow, forming a cat ball again, his pink ears moved lightly, and his bright eyes looked straight at Shen Siyang.

Shen Siyang reacted for a while before realizing that the little white cat was demonstrating to him that he could dodge in time when he was pressing on him.

Somewhat surprised by the cleverness of the little white cat, he pondered for a moment, and finally moved the little white cat to the side of the bed, agreeing to give him the land.

Move the cat and lie down again.

Not long after I closed my eyes, I suddenly felt an itchy neck.

Shen Siyang opened his eyes again, and found that the little guy was completely grabbing him very unkindly.

The round head of the fur ball nestled in the socket of his shoulder, and the little paws lightly pawed at the nape of his neck.

The little mangosteen on his neck opened and closed from time to time, and the pink meat pad was lightly pressed against his neck one after another, giving Shen Siyang the illusion of being hugged and comforted for a moment.

How to sleep is sleep.

Shen Siyang thought for a while, closed his eyes again, and simply let him go.

Opening his eyes this time, sleepiness miraculously surged up.

Maybe it was because I got up too many times and spent a lot of energy breaking up with the little white cat, maybe it was Furry's own self-healing ability.

Feeling the warmth of the fur on his neck, he fell asleep early for the first time in three months.

Hearing the breathing of the people beside him gradually slow down, Sang Huaiqi's hanging heart finally eased a little.

During the few hours after being carried back by Shen Siyang, he thought about whether to reveal his identity to Shen Siyang.

Originally [-]/[-], after discovering that Shen Siyang may suffer from insomnia, the balance instantly collapsed to "don't".

Cats have a much shorter lifespan than humans.

Once he and Shen Siyang reveal their identities, Shen Siyang will definitely think of this question, and it may even be the first question that comes to his mind.

He didn't want Shen Siyang to experience another encounter where the time limit was drawn at first sight.

This time he couldn't even speak, couldn't convey what he thought perfectly, couldn't embrace comfort.

So companionship is enough.

Accompany Shensi Yang to spend a year in peace.

Waiting for goodbye is to be able to walk through the encounter of a lifetime hand in hand.

The sleeping teenager seemed to have dreamed of something unpleasant, and his brows gradually frowned.

The little white cat raised its paws, and pressed the pads lightly between the boy's eyebrows.

Press twice, retract the paw and take a look.

Seeing that his brows were still frowning, he pressed down on the mangosteen and continued to press.

The little white cat withdrew its claws until the boy's brows were flat, and curled up again between Shen Siyang's neck.

The round, furry head rested against the side of Shen Siyang's face.

Xiao Mangosteen rubbed his hands together and fell asleep with Shen Siyang.

The author says:

no tomorrow