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

After chatting with Ren Qi, Shen Siyang spent the whole night thinking about Ren Qi saying that he likes Sang Huaiqi.

I like it for sure.

But when it comes to love, he is somewhat uncertain.

There is one thing he can be sure of now.

If Sang Huaiqi falls in love with someone else.

He can't afford to be blessed, and he won't be happy.

Keren's feelings are complicated.

Based on this alone, it is impossible to conclude that his liking for Sang Huaiqi is the liking of wanting to fall in love.

This is a super event related to the future relationship between him and Sang Huaiqi.

Shen Siyang was very cautious.

After exchanging goodnight with Sang Huaiqi on the other end of the phone, he began to search the Internet earnestly, trying to find more theoretical basis to clarify his current feelings.

I found that I was drowsy, and I didn't sort out my emotions too clearly.

Half-dream and half-awake, his consciousness was ups and downs, and he returned to the bedroom in his hometown in a trance.

Lights are on in the room.

Sang Huaiqi was sitting on the head of the bed, all dressed in red.

It's not a red dress that can be worn out every day, but a red autumn coat that fits the body.

Shen Siyang lowered his head and glanced down, and found that he was also wearing the same red suit.

I can't explain why, and my thoughts are a little blunt.

After reacting for a while, he realized in a trance that this meeting should be in the winter of his third year in high school.

New Year's Eve.

Shen Shiwu and Yuan Linfei bought several red autumn clothes, and each of the four members of the family shared a set.

that night...

Shen Siyang remembered that he discovered that Sang Huaiqi, who is a guardian spirit, can also have the same physiological reactions as humans.

The mind has just come to this point.

The picture in front of me suddenly changed.

The room, which was extremely bright just a second ago, suddenly fell into darkness.

Underneath is no longer a mattress.

Back against something tough yet soft.

Shen Siyang turned his head to discern.

The face rubbed against the soft feathers, and realized that what was behind them were wings.

Demon wings.

Suddenly, all the senses converged in one place.

What happened on New Year's Eve is repeated.

Shen Siyang breathed too fast and raised his hand to Sang Huaiqi's shoulder.

He opened his mouth to want Sang Huaiqi to stop, but the words came to his lips, but he never really came out.

The already chaotic consciousness became even more chaotic.

Just when it was about to explode.

In the darkness, Shen Siyang suddenly felt his lips being touched lightly.

The whole body is instantly like an electric shock.

It's just a very light touch, which is actually stronger than another brutal stimulation.

Shen Siyang's head became even hotter, and his breathing was uncontrollable and relaxed.

It took a while before I realized that it was Sang Huaiqi's thumb that touched his lips.

It's just a light touch at first.

Slowly and suddenly began to increase the force, and turned into repeated rubbing.

Shen Siyang froze in place and did not dare to move.

Afraid that a slight movement would scare away the fingertips rubbing against her lips.

But that feeling disappeared soon after.

Just as Shen Siyang felt a little disappointed in his heart, suddenly, another completely different touch fell on his lips.

soft.

warm.

wet.

Shen Siyang sat up abruptly from the bed.

Taking a deep breath of fresh air, he sat on the bed blankly for a while before he gradually regained his senses.

When lying in bed at night, I was so absorbed in thinking about things that I forgot to draw the blackout curtains on the bed.

The bedroom curtains are half drawn.

Moonlight shines into the room through the window, making Shen Siyang gradually clearer.

The memory of the dream came back.

Shen Siyang sat on the bed to digest for a long time, and his body, which was already hot because of the dream, suddenly became hotter.

He raised his hands and rubbed his face.

That year's New Year's Eve, the two barely solved their physical problems by helping each other.

Although it made people blush when it happened, Shen Siyang didn't think much about other aspects after it happened.

For a long time, Sang Huaiqi accompanied him to grow up, and accompanied him through all the big and small things in the process of growing up.

The physiological impulse that he couldn't escape during adolescence, he naturally attributed it to the cause of growth.

But this dream tonight...

Shen Siyang raised his hand and couldn't help touching his lips, which seemed to still have the touch of a dream.

The dream was pitch black.

Now back to reality and thinking back, my mind uncontrollably completes Sang Huaiqi's face.

Bright eyes, a high nose bridge and... perfectly shaped lips.

The face keeps magnifying in my mind.

In the end, the focus was fixed, and the lips that kissed him in the dream were circled.

Shen Siyang's whole face burned.

He picked up the quilt casually, buried his face in the quilt, and couldn't come out.

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According to the picture, school is over at [-]:[-] at night.

Sang Huaiqi put on his schoolbag and walked out of the classroom. As usual, he took out his mobile phone to send a message to Shen Siyang.

In the past, Shen Siyang would always take advantage of the time when he was out of school and send him a few messages in advance.

Not today.

Sang Huaiqi didn't think much, and took the initiative to send a message to Shen Siyang.

【After school. 】

[Is there something going on tonight? 】

Walk out of the school and turn into the alley back to the rental house.

Still haven't waited for Shen Siyang's reply.

The school is 5 minutes away from the rental house.

The neighborhood is old.

Those who live are either tenants or elderly people.

At around nine o'clock at night, there was not much light in the community.

The small room that Sang Huaiqi rented was on the third floor of a building.

The voice activated lights in the stairwell were hit and miss.

Sang Huaiqi went all the way up to the third floor, and the light turned on on the middle floor.

Finally confirming that Shen Siyang did not come back, Sang Huaiqi put away his phone and looked down for the keys in his pocket.

Keys jingled in his pocket, mixed with the sound of footsteps.

The sound-activated lights on the third floor suddenly turned on, illuminating the area around Sang Huaiqi.

Sang Huaiqi, who had already held the key tightly in his palm, raised his head.

Just looking at the door of the rental house not far away, he was stunned for a moment when his eyes touched the person sitting at the door.

A day in mid-September.

The heat during the day is not much different from midsummer, but the temperature drops a lot after nightfall.

The person sitting at the door was wearing a thin short sleeve.

The whole person curled up into a ball, hugged the schoolbag on his knees, knocked his head on the schoolbag, and fell asleep.

The voice control light came on briefly.

The corridor was once again plunged into darkness.

The darkness brought Sang Huaiqi back to his senses.

He lightly unloaded his schoolbag, took off his school uniform jacket, put on his schoolbag again, and walked towards Shen Siyang lightly.

Put on a coat for Shen Siyang.

People in deep sleep do not wake up.

Sang Huaiqi didn't wake him up right away.

He slowly squatted down in front of Shen Siyang, and under the moonlight, quietly watched the person in front of him.

The voice-activated light was on just now, and the moment I saw Shen Siyang.

Sang Huaiqi was in a trance for a moment, as if he had returned to the real world.

The third year of high school in the real world.

He goes to school alone, eats alone, and lives alone.

But not entirely alone.

There is a person that only he can see, who is always by his side.

Care for him when he is sick, comfort him when he is tired, and show him a warm smile when he is lonely.

But every time Sang Huaiqi couldn't distinguish the illusion from reality, and couldn't restrain himself from reaching out to touch that person, he would be beaten back to reality.

Call back the reality that he is the only one.

The boy in front of him was breathing lightly.

Sang Huaiqi curled up his hands on his knees.

After thinking for a long time, he finally took a deep breath to obey his heart, and raised his hand towards Shen Siyang.

The fingertips landed on Shen Siyang's forehead very, very lightly.

The real warm touch spreads from the fingertips.

Sang Huaiqi lowered his eyes, a warm smile of satisfaction gradually appeared in his eyes.

Seeing that Shen Siyang was still fast asleep.

He didn't take back the hand that fell on Shen Siyang's forehead.

Gently rubbing back and forth with the fingertips, listening to the creaking sound of the door opening and closing in the old residential area that could be heard every night in high school.

Occasionally, there are a few quarrels between husband and wife, crying of children, and quarrels between diners at a barbecue stall across the road...

Everything that was originally cold suddenly became warm at this moment.

Until someone on the same floor comes home.

The express box containing the hard object accidentally fell to the ground, making a loud "clang".

The sleeping person was suddenly awakened.

Opening his eyes, he looked bewilderedly at Sang Huaiqi who was close at hand.

The two of you blinked, I blinked, and looked at each other for a long time without moving.

After a long while, Sang Huaiqi chuckled and broke the deadlock: "Why did you come to me all of a sudden?"

Shen Siyang sat up straight, rubbed his face, and finally came to his senses: "Tomorrow is your birthday."

Sang Huaiqi stood up first, and stretched out his hand to pull Shen Siyang up: "How long have you been waiting at the door?"

"It's not very long, it arrived in the evening."

Evening to nine o'clock at night.

Sang Huaiqi didn't think it was too long.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance?" He raised his hand and tightened the school uniform jacket that was draped over Shen Siyang.

Shen Siyang laughed all of a sudden: "Would it be a surprise to tell you in advance?"

He yawned: "How long have you been back? Why didn't you wake me up?"

"Just arrived, I see you are fast asleep."

While talking, Sang Huaiqi noticed a small bench where Shen Siyang was sitting.

Knowing that there was no bench at the door, he asked Shen Siyang, "Did you bring the bench?"

Shen Siyang shook his head: "When I came here, I happened to meet the aunt who lives next door to you, and she brought it for me."

As he said, he poked his head and looked at the next window.

Not seeing the light, he muttered: "Maybe already asleep, let's take the stool in first, and return it to auntie tomorrow."

Sang Huaiqi nodded in agreement.

He was about to open the door with the key, but stopped when he reached the door.

After thinking for a moment, he looked at Shen Siyang: "Let's live outside tonight."

Shen Siyang was puzzled: "Why?"

Sang Huaiqi explained in a gentle voice: "The house is relatively small."

Shen Siyang didn't take it seriously: "How small can it fit you, why not add me?"

Sang Huaiqi was amused by Shen Siyang's words: "There is only a fan, it will be hot at night."

Shen Siyang asked back: "Do you sleep alone at night with a fan?"

Sang Huaiqi shook his head, but added: "I'm not afraid of heat."

Shen Siyang didn't even think about it: "I'm not afraid of heat either."

Seeing that Sang Huaiqi wanted to speak, he immediately added: "If you refuse me again, it will be the default that you don't welcome me."

Sang Huaiqi laughed: "How could you not welcome me?"

Shen Siyang raised his eyebrows lightly, and took the key directly from his hand.

The fingertips touched Sang Huaiqi's fingertips, and the warm touch made him shake his head.

A dream from a few days ago flashed through my mind.

The voice-activated lights in the corridor were always on because of the two people talking.

Shen Siyang's eyes suddenly fell to Sang Huaiqi's lips uncontrollably.

The lips, which were enough to make people feel happy in his imagination, are now shining brightly in front of his eyes, and they are even more beautiful and seductive.

Shen Siyang, who was justifiably arguing with Sang Huaiqi just a second ago, suddenly lost all confidence in this second.

He squeezed the fingertips that touched Sang Huaiqi's fingertips just now, barely grasping his little reason, and forced himself to look away from Sang Huaiqi.

A whole bunch of keys jingled in the palm of his hand.

The anti-theft door reflected the figure of Sang Huaiqi bent over to pick up a stool.

The boy gave him the school uniform jacket, and now he is wearing a thin short-sleeved school uniform.

The short sleeves clearly outline the thin figure of the young man.

Slender and powerful arms, faintly visible abdominal muscles, conspicuous waist...

Shen Siyang's head was smoking.

With a guilty conscience, he raised his hand and rubbed the blood-red earlobes, then propped up the coat that was draped over his body, and half covered his ears with a guilty conscience.

It was only then that he could hold back the fluttering Shensi, and broke the key to open the door.