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

When I returned to Sang Huaiqi's house from the brick house, it was already dark.

Shen Siyang walked straight to Sang Huaiqi's room after entering the house, following the path that Sang Huaiqi led him through in the afternoon.

As soon as he turned into the corridor where Sang Huaiqi's room was located, he saw a light in the distance.

The door of Sang Huaiqi's room was ajar.

The light is projected from the house, casting half of the shadow.

As Shen Siyang approached, the shadow cast on the ground gradually became clear in his vision.

A tall, long-legged boy, holding a mushroom-headed little girl in his arms, paced slowly in the room.

The girl's head was on the boy's shoulder, and her mouth was slightly open in sleep, as if saliva would flow out in the next second.

Shen Siyang walked to the door.

Seeing that the people in the room didn't notice him, they didn't go in right away.

He leaned against the edge of the door, folded his hands around his chest, and quietly watched the warm picture inside the house.

He didn't start laughing until the people in the room walked half a circle and met his eyes, and then he started to laugh and walked into the room.

Sang Huaiqi stopped and turned to see Sang Huaishan in his arms.

After confirming that Sang Huaishan was fast asleep, he looked at Shen Siyang again and said softly, "Wait a minute."

Holding Sang Huaishan and leaving.

Not long after returning to the room alone, Sang Huaiqi took the initiative to ask, "Do you want to take a bath first?"

Shen Siyang was surprised: "Is there a bathroom?"

When he went to the brick house at night, Ren Qicai told him that the family he lived in had no bathroom.

The brick house has bathrooms, but only one.

Even if you don't consider whether the hot water supply is sufficient, more than a dozen people take turns to share one bathroom, which is enough for one night.

Sang Huaiqi nodded: "Xiaoshan built it specially when she was born. I turned on the hot water in advance, and the water temperature should be just right now."

Shen Siyang heard the words, went straight to the place where the bag was kept, and found pajamas and towels from the bag.

"Then let's take a shower first."

Sang Huaiqi walked to the locker.

After rummaging for a flashlight, he took Shen Siyang to the bathroom.

"The bathroom is temporary, and there is no electricity, so there are no lights."

Walking out of the back door, Sang Huaiqi turned on the flashlight and shone it in the direction of the bathroom.

A square earthen hut.

Not big, only the most basic shower and toilet inside.

Sang Huaiqi walked in first, and with a flashlight, he told Shen Siyang about the points that need attention.

After giving detailed instructions, he put the flashlight on the sink.

The white light of the flashlight filled the bathroom.

He looked at Shen Siyang and noticed that Shen Siyang only had a change of clothes and towels in his hands, so he asked, "Did you bring any cleaning supplies?"

Shen Siyang brought it.

In the bag.

I caught a glimpse of it while looking for clothes, hesitated for only three seconds, and very simply took the clothes and towel out of the bag.

He nodded with a natural expression, then asked Sang Huaiqi: "What do you usually use to wash?"

Sang Huaiqi had a faint smile in his eyes, and turned to point to the soap on the sink.

Shen Siyang noticed it when he entered the bathroom.

The smell of Sang Huaiqi in the bathroom was particularly strong, as if a large pot of jasmine green tea was placed in front of Shen Siyang.

This is the fragrance that grew up with Shen Siyang.

In the year since Sang Huaiqi left, Shen Siyang tried to find a similar taste.

Shower gel, shampoo, soap, aromatherapy...

I searched all over for things that could emit fragrance, even if it was also the fragrance of jasmine green tea, it was almost the same as the smell of Sang Huaiqi.

Now that he has found the root cause, he stepped forward and took a closer look.

After observing for a long time, he didn't see the trademark, so he simply asked Sang Huaiqi: "Is this the soap you bought locally?"

"self-made."

Shen Siyang instantly looked at Sang Huaiqi in surprise.

Sang Huaiqi chuckled: "There are jasmine trees on the mountain, and the tea is bought from the next village."

Shen Siyang muttered: "I said why the taste is so unique."

"I still have a new one in my room, can I get you one?"

Shen Siyang put the clothes on the shelf and shook his head: "No, I'll just use one with you."

There are many mosquitoes at night.

Sang Huaiqi knew that Shen Siyang was attracting mosquitoes, so he didn't say anything more, and exited the bathroom to let Shen Siyang take a bath.

Although it is midsummer, the night in the mountains is not warm.

There was still a hint of coldness vaguely.

Shen Siyang took off his clothes three times and five times.

Noticing that there seemed to be no sound of distant footsteps at the door, he tentatively asked, "Are you still at the door?"

A response was received quickly.

Shen Siyang fumbled to the shower area: "Go back first, don't wait for me at the door."

Sang Huaiqi responded warmly: "Turn off the water heater after taking a shower."

Without hesitation, Shen Siyang said, "Just tell me where the place is, and I'll just go to the prison after washing."

There was a moment of silence outside.

Then Sang Huaiqi laughed softly.

"Si Yang, I don't attract mosquitoes."

Shen Siyang just raised his hand to reach the switch of the shower.

Hearing Sang Huaiqi's laughter and words with a gentle smile, he suddenly stopped moving.

The sound came through a door, but no one could be seen.

In Shen Siyang's mind, however, the appearance of Sang Huaiqi clearly appeared at this moment.

The beautiful eyes are slightly curved, and the corners of the raised lips are clenched with infinite tolerance.

His heart beat twice uncontrollably, and his ears also became hot.

Shen Siyang was stunned for a while, raised his hand and rubbed his feverish earlobe twice, and then replied a little weakly: "Then I'll wash it quickly."

Shen Siyang took a bath floating in the clouds for the first time in his life.

Yun was made with jasmine green tea.

The dense mist engulfed the aroma that belonged to Sang Huaiqi, as if being wrapped in Sang Huaiqi's arms for a bath.

Shen Siyang finished washing in a daze, and just reached out to get a towel when he heard a loud bang.

He subconsciously said, "Is it going to rain?"

Sang Huaiqi's answer sounded outside the house.

Shen Siyang quickly pulled the towel and speeded up the speed of getting dressed.

The people outside the door seemed to have expected it, and said at the right time: "The rain will not fall immediately, don't worry, take your time."

Sang Huaiqi's voice was clear and peaceful.

As if by magic, Shen Siyang heard it, and slowed down uncontrollably.

As Sang Huaiqi said, when Shen Siyang put on his clothes and went out of the bathroom, the sky was overcast, but the rain had not yet fallen.

Sang Huaiqi closed the bathroom door and took Shen Siyang back to the main house.

Turning off the switch of the water heater and using the light, I found that Shen Siyang still had a few large bites from mosquito bites.

No one knows more about how tender Shen Siyang's skin is than Sang Huaiqi.

Although it is not easy to leave scars, it is much more prone to allergies and redness than ordinary people.

Sang Huaiqi quickly returned to the room, put the flashlight back to its original position, opened the cabinet on the other side, and searched for the ointment for mosquito bites.

Shen Siyang, who was following behind him, caught a glimpse and subconsciously reached out to pick it up.

But Sang Huaiqi unscrewed the lid straight away, obviously intending to do it himself, and didn't intend to hand it to him.

This is the way the two have been getting along for ten years.

Sang Huaiqi was always able to take good care of him in every aspect, and he would hardly handle small matters.

It wasn't until the year before Sang Huaiqi, who was the guardian spirit, was about to leave, that this way of getting along gradually changed when the two deliberately avoided it.

But now, Sang Huaiqi turned the trajectory back to the original position without making a sound.

Shen Siyang's hand hung in the air, curled up slightly for a moment, and finally retracted to his side.

Like the past ten years before the change, he walked to the bedside and sat down obediently, and sat quietly waiting for Sang Huaiqi to move.

Sang Huaiqi took the ointment with his fingertips, and gently and carefully applied it to the red envelopes on Shen Siyang's body.

The icy cold touch made Shen Siyang a little numb.

He raised his head and stared quietly at Sang Huaiqi.

The boy who had taken a bath was wearing soft pajamas.

The pajamas were washed white, so they should have been worn for some years.

But with that pretty face and the boy's perfectly proportioned figure, it seems that the old pajamas are not old, but a specially made old style.

After smearing the red envelopes on Shen Siyang's neck and arms, Sang Huaiqi squatted down in front of Shen Siyang again.

While applying ointment to Shen Siyang's more swollen legs, he warned in a warm voice: "Mosquitoes are poisonous in the mountains, these bags must not be scratched."

Shen Siyang raised one hand to support his head, put his elbow on his knee, and stared closely at Sang Huaiqi: "What if it's itchy?"

Sang Huaiqi paused slightly, then looked up at Shen Siyang.

Just as he met the other party's clear gaze, a smile appeared in his eyes: "You can tickle me."

Shen Siyang was instantly happy.

A series of turbulent emotions such as surprise and anxiety when seeing Sang Huaiqi for the first time during the day were gradually calmed down in getting along.

Shen Si Yang Jingjing looked at Sang Huaiqi, as if going back to the time when they were together day and night.

Nothing has ever changed.

There has never been a parting.

It was just a normal night, and they chatted lightly.

"You are usually at home, what do you do at night?"

Sang Huaiqi responded warmly: "Read a book."

Shen Siyang touched the phone and checked the time, it was not yet nine o'clock.

So he asked Sang Huaiqi again: "Do you still want to read tonight?"

Sang Huaiqi shook his head: "Xiaoshan has a cold, I gave her cold medicine before she went to bed, I'm not sure if the medicine is effective enough, I'll go to grandma to see the situation later."

After applying all the mosquito packs, Sang Huaiqi put away the ointment, and gently stroked Shen Siyang's wet hair twice with his hands that hadn't touched the ointment.

Seeing that the water was no longer dripping, he turned around and took out the hair dryer from the locker, and skillfully dried Shen Siyang's hair.

When the hair dryer was turned off, Shen Siyang, who was comfortably blown by the hot wind, closed his eyes and leaned his head on Sang Huaiqi, looking drowsy.

Sang Huaiqi chuckled lightly: "Go to bed first, I will stay at grandma's place for a while."

Shen Siyang opened his eyes and yawned: "You go, I'll see the situation later."

Sang Huaiqi put away the hair dryer, and warned: "Don't leave the lamp for me."

Seeing Shen Siyang nodding, he turned and left the room.

After staying in grandma's room for more than half an hour, making sure that Sang Huaishan would not have a fever in the middle of the night like in reality, Sang Huaiqi went back to his room.

When I went back, the door of the room was half open, and the lights were on inside the room.

Sang Huaiqi approached, and saw Shen Siyang sitting cross-legged at the end of the bed, wearing a coat, facing the wall covered with awards.

Sang Huaiqi walked into the room, and the person sitting at the end of the bed with his back to the door didn't move at all.

Just when he thought Shen Siyang was engrossed, the person with his back to him suddenly nodded his head twice.

Immediately after a shock, he sat up straight, and the coat he was wearing slipped onto the bed.

The sleepy man turned around to touch his coat, just in time to bump into the sight of the person who walked into the room, and his misty eyes instantly became clear.

Shen Siyang pulled off his coat and wiped his face, his voice was obviously sleepy: "Are you back?"

Sang Huaiqi walked to the bed, put on Shen Siyang's coat again, and gently stroked Shen Siyang's soft hair: "Why don't you sleep when you're sleepy?"

Shen Siyang naturally changed the subject, and raised his finger to touch the wall of the certificate: "I was fascinated by it, and I found that the certificate on the wall is only for the sophomore year of high school."

Sang Huaiqi responded warmly: "Well, I will be in the third year of high school in the second half of the year."

Shen Siyang was stunned for a moment: "You will only be in the third year of high school in the second half of the year?!"

Although from Sang Huaiqi's figure, Shen Siyang could vaguely judge that Sang Huaiqi who appeared under his identity should be young.

But because of Sang Huaiqi's habitual thinking that he was always older than him, coupled with Sang Huaiqi's very intimidating height, Shen Siyang subconsciously felt that Sang Huaiqi should be one or two years older than him.

But only in the third year of high school...

Shen Siyang's mind froze all of a sudden, muttering about his age.

"You will only be in the third year of high school in the second half of the year, so now you..."

Sang Huaiqi continued: "17 years old."

Shen Siyang stared blankly at Sang Huaiqi.

This feeling is like the oversized bedside doll that can bury the whole person in its belly when I was a child. One day when I look back as an adult, I find that the doll that used to be able to completely wrap me is now able to be completely covered by myself. Living.

Shen Si Yang Chu digested this information for a while, then looked at Sang Huaiqi again: "Then you are two years younger than me now."

Sang Huai Qi smiled and nodded.

Shen Siyang climbed up the pole, reached the top in one breath, straightened his back, and smiled meaningfully at Sang Huaiqi.

"Call me, brother, come and listen?"