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

"Siyang... Siyang! You're back to your senses!"

The shaking palms in front of his eyes blocked his sight, separating Shen Siyang's sight from the boys in front of the hut.

Shen Siyang regained his composure.

His gaze wandered towards Ren Qi who was talking to him.

Ren Qi caught a glimpse of his expression, and couldn't help joking: "The eyes are out of focus, and the soul was taken away by the handsome guy?"

Shen Siyang was obviously absent-minded.

Just retracting his gaze for a few seconds, he was ready to cast another shot at the boy not far away.

Ren Qi stopped him in time: "Fix the place to live first, and then you can see it however you want."

Shen Siyang reluctantly listened to the words, and realized slowly that everyone had already started to choose a place to live.

Without the slightest hesitation, he pointed to the room not far behind the boy: "I live here."

Seeing that he had chosen decisively, Ren Qi simply chose the building next to him decisively.

With the two people as the beginning, one after another, people began to follow the two people to choose the earthen house where the residents lived.

Taking advantage of the time when other candidates were choosing their residences, Ren Qichong winked at Shen Siyang: "Why didn't I realize that you are still a face controler. Don't say that you didn't go for this guy's appearance. The eyeballs popped out."

Shen Siyang once again looked at the boy in front of the house not far away.

He was out of his mind, so he didn't refute Ren Qi's words.

Let Qi follow his line of sight, muttering to himself: "But this buddy really looks like... If he didn't grow in the mountains and grow outside, he would probably be stepped on the threshold by scouts every day."

All addresses have been confirmed.

The teacher who led the team glanced at the time and said: "Everyone settle down first. At 04:30, we will gather in the brick house, is that okay?"

Everyone responded in unison.

Separate each other.

There were very few people around, but Shen Siyang still stood where he was, without taking a step for a long time.

The phone in my pocket remained silent.

The heart that was beating wildly when I first saw the boy did not slow down at this moment.

The mood turned from shock and joy to apprehension.

I am afraid that after taking a step to close the distance, the hope in my heart will be ruthlessly shattered.

The hand buried in the pocket kept rubbing the phone.

Shen Siyang hesitated, and suddenly noticed a little girl next to the boy's leg.

Little girls and boys are at least seventy to eighty percent alike.

The round mushroom head was half hidden behind the boy's legs, looking at Shen Siyang timidly.

Seeing Shen Siyang looking at her, she was frightened and hid behind the boy's legs.

After hiding for a while, she timidly poked out half of her head again, looking at Shen Siyang again.

Shen Siyang and the little girl looked at each other briefly, then looked up at the boy again.

The boy kept staring at him.

His eyes are gentle and calm.

It was Shen Siyang's all-too-familiar gaze.

Shen Siyang's uneasy beating heart returned to reality in an instant.

He withdrew the hand that had been in his pocket and was rubbing the phone, and finally walked towards the boy.

When he was approaching, he saw the boy rubbing the little girl's head.

Immediately afterwards, I heard a familiar but not completely familiar voice: "Xiao Shan, go find grandma later."

The unique gentle voice faded away from the calmness of adults, and added a bit of youthful air that Shen Siyang had never seen before.

The little girl tilted her head slightly, looking eagerly at the boy: "Xiao Shan, don't you know the brother who is going to live in our house?"

The boy responded patiently: "After my brother gets to know him, I will introduce him to Xiao Shan."

The little girl nodded when she heard the words, and ran into the house obediently.

For a moment, only Shen Siyang and the boy were left in front of the empty door.

Get closer.

There was a cool breeze.

Shen Siyang smelled the scent of jasmine tea more clearly than ever before.

The person in front of him is an obvious young man.

The white T-shirt is wearing a slightly thin figure, and the beautiful face can still show a youthful atmosphere with not fully developed facial features.

The two looked at each other in silence.

Then speak at the same time.

"Si Yang..."

"What's wrong with your eyes?"

Words collide.

The two fell silent again.

Sang Huaiqi responded first, raising his hand to lightly touch the gauze on his eyes: "I was scratched by a stone, it's not serious."

Shen Siyang stepped up the steps: "Can I take a look?"

Sang Huaiqi nodded, and raised his hand to pick off the gauze.

As soon as the fingertips touched the tape, I suddenly felt a touch of warmth.

It was Shen Siyang who raised his hand with him to put the tape around his eyes.

Shen Siyang bumped into him and didn't take back his hand, just looked at him and said, "I'll come, you can't see."

Sang Huaiqi glanced at him, nodded and let go.

Shen Siyang picked up the corners of the tape with his fingertips, but he didn't let go to tear it off.

He carefully felt the real warm body temperature under his fingertips for a long time, and then gently tore off the tape little by little.

The wound under the gauze was much lighter than expected.

A wound that was half the length of the index finger.

Not too deep, but very uneven.

In the past, Sang Huaiqi, as the guardian spirit, was invincible and invulnerable.

So this is the first time Shen Siyang saw Sang Huaiqi injured in human form.

Shen Siyang frowned when he saw it, and he didn't let go of the gauze, and asked again: "When did you get hurt?"

Sang Huaiqi responded truthfully: "A few days ago, it rained heavily in the mountains."

Shen Siyang looked at him suddenly: "A few days ago?"

Whether these few days refer to ten days or one day, at that time Sang Huaiqi was by his side in the form of a cat.

If the cat by his side was no longer Sang Huaiqi, he wouldn't fail to notice it.

That being the case, how could Sang Huaiqi appear here a few days ago?

And the village chief's attitude towards him is very familiar...

Shen Siyang was puzzled when he heard the voice of Sang Huaiqi who could tell he was puzzled.

"Siyang, this is where I was born and grew up."

Shen Siyang suddenly looked at Sang Huaiqi.

The two people's eyes met, and Sang Huaiqi said softly again: "You can ask if you have any doubts, and I will try my best to answer all your questions that can be answered."

Shen Si Yang Jingjing stared at him for a while.

Then he folded his hands, carefully tore off the gauze in his hand completely, aimed at the wound above Sang Huaiqi's eyes and reattached it.

After posting it, he withdrew his hand and said, "The assembly will be at 04:30, can you show me your home first?"

Sang Huaiqi's eyes followed Shen Siyang's fingertips and slipped down.

Looking up again, he nodded slightly, turned around and opened the door behind him a little more.

It has just rained, the roads in the mountains are muddy, and the house is very damp.

Although it is a rough earthen house, the house is very tidy.

Entering the door is a spacious living room.

Going further inside, you can see a square table against the wall.

Probably because the ground is damp, and there are many baskets hanging on the hanging beams for storage.

A very lively home.

Shen Siyang followed Sang Huaiqi and turned left and walked in, his vision gradually dimmed.

He took the initiative to ask aloud: "The little girl just now..."

Sang Huaiqi answered: "It's my sister, her name is Sang Huaishan, and Shan is Shan who came late."

"How old?"

"Three years old."

While the two were talking, Sang Huaiqi stopped in front of a door.

"Will you show me my room first?"

Shen Siyang nodded.

The door opens.

The simply furnished room was displayed in front of Shen Siyang.

A bed sits against the wall with a handmade desk next to it.

There are wardrobes and some small lockers at the end of the bed.

Looking around in a circle, what attracted Shen Siyang away were the awards plastered all over the wall.

From elementary school to junior high school, and then to high school.

All kinds of awards, all won the first prize.

Shen Siyang took a closer look at one by one, as if he had witnessed Sang Huaiqi's growth process with his own eyes.

He couldn't help but raise his hand, stroking the awards in front of him with his fingertips.

Suddenly, the fingertips were hooked by the corner of an incompletely pasted certificate.

Shen Siyang didn't pay attention, and pulled out a large piece of the certificate.

Fingertips are a bit sticky.

He retracted his hand and found that it was glue that hadn't dried completely.

Looking up at Sang Huaiqi beside him: "Are these certificates just pasted on the wall?"

Sang Huaiqi looked at him and nodded.

Shen Siyang looked at the wall covered with awards again.

There were obvious traces of old glue on the wall after half of the certificate was torn off.

The wet glue on Shen Siyang's fingertips was obviously secondary coverage.

He lightly rolled the glue on his fingertips, and asked thoughtfully, "Have you torn off these certificates before?"

Sang Huaiqi nodded without hiding anything.

"Why?" Shen Siyang asked bluntly.

why?

Sang Huaiqi's eyes fell on the wall, trying to recall the state of mind when 17-year-old Sang Huaiqi tore off the awards posted by his parents along the time track since he was a child in the distant past.

It is self-deception.

It seems that as long as he locks the excellent evidence in an iron box and closes his eyes no longer looking at it, he can stop thinking about the bright future that was once at his fingertips for a moment.

don't think about it.

Close your eyes.

Cut off the road leading to the original trajectory of life with my own hands, and bury my head to pay off the debt in front of me.

But then there was a boy who drank a bowl of bayberry wine and sat in front of his bed drunk, holding an iron box full of his excellent evidence, and asked him puzzled.

——Why don’t you continue posting these awards?

said to him again.

——Sang Huaiqi, you are just outstanding.

Shen Siyang saw that Sang Huaiqi was staring at the wall for a long time and did not respond.

He raised his hand and pasted back the half-dropped certificate, and didn't continue the question.

"I used to think that if you are not a guardian spirit, but you are also a human being, you must be a very, very good person."

"The smartest, the gentlest, and the best looking."

Shen Siyang turned sideways and looked at Sang Huaiqi again.

He showed a smile: "Exactly what I thought."

He stared at the figure of the young man in front of him.

Shen Siyang's Adam's apple rolled slightly.

"I don't have much to ask, Brother Xiaoqi, I just ask one more question."

Sang Huaiqi listened quietly.

Shen Siyang pursed his lips slightly and let out a sigh of relief.

"Every day in the future is an addition?"

Sang Huaiqi nodded with a warm smile, and took the initiative to hug Shen Siyang into his arms.

Warm and familiar, lingering in the embrace of a touch of jasmine tea.

Shen Siyang's heart that has been suspended since seeing Sang Huaiqi finally completely let go.

He hugged Sang Huaiqi back, and buried his head into Sang Huaiqi's arms like countless times in the past.

The last hug was a year ago.

At that time, I thought it was the last hug, but now I really have it again.

Shen Siyang couldn't help tightening his hands.

"Go back...can you still see the cat?"

Sang Huaiqi shook his head, and asked Shen Siyang, "Reluctant?"

Shen Siyang nestled in Sang Huaiqi's arms for a long time, but he couldn't bear to let go: "It's very cute."

Sang Huaiqi laughed lightly.

Before the laughter continued, Shen Siyang's voice was heard again.

"But still human, I want to be at the same pace as you."

"Walk the same distance, take the same number of steps, and move forward at the same speed."

Sang Huaiqi looked down at the furry head buried between his neck.

He raised his hand, gently rubbed two handfuls of Shen Siyang's soft hair, and replied earnestly and warmly: "Yes."

The author says:

okk, this chapter is finished