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

Ruan Zhijing didn't respond for a long time.

Shen Siyang's current distance is like a big white peach in his mouth.

The aroma of white peaches made him want to open his mouth to take a bite immediately, but he knew it was not something he could bite.

Right in the mouth, but can't bite.

But he was reluctant to push it away.

Ruan Zhijing never felt that his mind was so messed up.

It was as if a cat had turned everything upside down in his head.

He picked up things one by one and wanted to put them back.

But found that nothing can be put back.

Shen Siyang didn't wait for a response for a long time, so he couldn't help laughing lightly.

He straightened up and stopped teasing Ruan Zhijing: "If you don't feel comfortable with it, then..."

"No discomfort." Ruan Zhijing said quickly this time.

After the words fell, it seemed that he realized that he was a little anxious, and his already red face suddenly became red again.

After a short pause, he added softly: "It's fine as it was just now."

Shen Siyang smelled the faint and sometimes strong fragrance of jasmine tea in the air: "Are you sure?"

Ruan Zhijing looked up at Shen Siyang and nodded seriously.

Seeing this, Shen Siyang smiled slowly, and leaned back to Ruan Zhijing's face.

After a short period of adaptation, Ruan Zhijing was distracted, and realized that the posture of Shen Siyang leaning towards him seemed uncomfortable.

Because there was no good leverage point, Shen Siyang could only rest his hands on the sofa.

The white wrists were obviously red, but the fingertips that were pressing on the sofa were extremely white.

Ruan Zhijing worried and said, "Will this make you tired?"

Shen Siyang didn't hear clearly, and turned his face subconsciously.

Not paying attention to the close distance for a while, his lips brushed against the side of Ruan Zhijing's face.

The two froze at the same time.

The scent of jasmine tea in the air rose instantly.

With absolute strength, it draws out the original faint white peach fragrance.

Like a big palm playing with the metacarpal bones of a white peach.

It's that familiar over-inductance again.

Shen Siyang didn't have time to react at all, his whole body went limp like an electric shock, and he fell into Ruan Zhijing's arms uncontrollably.

Ruan Zhijing hugged him subconsciously to prevent him from falling.

He barely maintained his sanity, while trying to put away the pheromone that was extremely disobedient today, while trying to put Shen Siyang back on the sofa.

Just picked people up a bit.

Shen Siyang's leg touched somewhere, and Ruan Zhijing froze instantly.

The pheromone that had just been put away a little bit skyrocketed for the second time.

The dim environment and cramped space accelerate the catalysis of pheromones.

In the end, it was Shen Siyang's chuckle that pushed this catalysis to the top.

Boyish laughter.

Straightforward and soft.

Ruan Zhijing felt that fireworks were exploding in his head, and the crackling sound made him powerless to fight.

He withdrew his hand instantly and pulled Shen Siyang back into his arms.

Shen Siyang's two legs naturally hung on the armrests on both sides of the wheelchair.

The person in his arms seemed to have no bones.

Piping hot and soft.

Ruan Zhijing raised his head with red eyes, and looked at Shen Siyang who lowered his head slightly.

It was that look again.

Total trust and burning love.

The brain dazzled by pheromones has no time to think about why the person in front of him can show such affection to him while he is half unconscious after only knowing each other for two days.

It may be caused by pheromone with high matching value, or...

I can't think of it, I can't think at all.

The inner desire is infinitely magnified.

He raised his hand and pressed Shen Siyang's red lips with his fingertips.

The only remaining rationality and the emotional outburst are stretched to the limit.

In the end, it collapsed on Shen Siyang's hands encircling his neck.

Soft, hot hands touched the back of his neck lightly.

The moment he touched the protruding gland on the back of his neck, he tapped twice as if curious.

Sanity collapsed without a trace.

Ruan Zhijing's hand on Shen Siyang's lips turned around to Shen Siyang's neck.

He tore off the pheromone blocking sticker that had already opened a hole on the back of Shen Siyang's neck.

At the moment when the aroma of white peach hit his face, he pressed the bulge on the back of Shen Siyang's neck and pressed him down.

Just as the lips were about to touch, the phone rang.

The bell rang in Ruan Zhijing's pocket.

Accompanied by vibrations.

Called back to Ruan Zhijing a trace of reason.

The brain dazzled by pheromones finally made room for him to understand how inappropriate what happened at this moment.

You can hug, you can kiss.

But it must not be in the case of pheromones.

Mutual love is the necessary prerequisite.

He took a deep breath and bit his lip, trying to let the pain clear his brain a bit.

Just turned the wheelchair and went to the locker to get the new pheromone barrier strips.

Shen Siyang's hot fingertips suddenly pressed against his lips: "Open your mouth."

Shen Siyang's voice was soft and weak, and so were people.

He even found it difficult to raise his hand, but he still stubbornly put his finger on Ruan Zhijing's lips.

A brief standoff.

Ruan Zhijing disarmed and said, "This way I will be more awake."

Taking advantage of the gap between his words, Shen Siyang put his fingers between his teeth.

I really can't lift my spirits.

My head is dizzy, my body is burning and I feel hollow for no reason.

Wave after wave of primal urges rushed straight to the brain.

He leaned into Ruan Zhijing's arms weakly, and said in a muffled voice, "Then if you bite me, it's the same if I'm awake."

Ruan Zhijing opened his mouth to speak, but his teeth touched Shen Siyang's fingertips uncontrollably several times.

Shen Si Yang Ming pretended to be determined not to let him bite himself again.

Ruan Zhijing's heart softened.

He simply held his breath and stopped talking, and quickly slid the wheelchair to the locker.

Tensely, he found out the pheromone blocking stickers and put them on for Shen Siyang.

Spray it around with desalination spray again.

The restless air finally gradually returned to calm.

The phone that rang once rang again.

Ruan Zhijing took out his cell phone and answered the call.

The assistant's cautious voice sounded: "Mr. Ruan, I'm here to remind you of the meeting at 01:30. You didn't answer the internal call."

Ruan Zhijing responded lightly, "Understood."

After Ying finished hanging up the phone, he picked up Shen Siyang who was still limp and put him on the bed.

Cover Shen Siyang with a quilt.

He raised his hand to push away the wet hair on Shen Siyang's forehead, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

Shen Si Yang Jing paused for a while, then turned to look at him.

The voice that came out was still soft and weak: "What are you apologizing for?"

Ruan Zhijing had a serious expression: "I didn't control my pheromones well."

Shen Siyang denied it: "If you want to go back in time like this, you have to go back to when I kissed your face, and that's my fault."

Ruan Zhijing was taken aback, and subconsciously retorted: "It's not your fault, you just bumped into it accidentally."

Shen Siyang smiled softly: "I will find reasons for me, why not find reasons for yourself?"

Ruan Zhijing didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Shen Siyang slowly recovered, and sat up from the bed: "Does it still hurt now?"

Ruan Zhijing shook his head and raised his hand to support Shen Siyang.

Shen Siyang whispered: "It seems that it really has a lot to do with the quantity."

He sat down and waved his hand to Ruan Zhijing: "I'm fine, what happened just now... will it affect your meeting later?"

Ruan Zhijing replied, "No."

Shen Siyang asked again: "What time is it?"

Ruan Zhijing took the phone and looked at the time: "Twenty past one."

Shen Siyang's gaze fell on Ruan Zhijing for a moment, and he raised his finger to point at Ruan Zhijing's camera and said, "Your hair is loose."

Ruan Zhijing heard the words and reached for the bandage on his hair.

Just as he untied the strap, he suddenly found Shen Siyang staring at him.

He stopped and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Shen Siyang chuckled: "Can I try it? I haven't tied my hair yet."

Ruan Zhijing stared at Shen Siyang for a moment in a daze, and finally nodded with slightly burning cheeks.

Putting the strap into Shen Siyang's hand, he turned the wheelchair around.

Shen Siyang wrapped the bandage around his wrist, and went to brush Ruan Zhijing's hair.

Ruan Zhijing's hair was soft and cold, and it was as smooth as silk in the palm of his hand.

It's addicting.

Shen Siyang carefully combed his hair with his hands, and asked softly, "Did your hair grow when you were in a coma?"

Ruan Zhijing agreed.

Shen Siyang asked again: "Didn't you think about cutting after waking up?"

"There's been no time."

Ruan Zhijing paused for a moment, then asked softly, "Do you want to cut it?"

Shen Siyang smiled: "If you find it inconvenient, you can cut it. If you think it's okay to keep it, you don't have to cut it. It's pretty pretty."

Ruan Zhijing's cheeks that had just retreated a little from the temperature were reddened again.

He looked at the sliver of sunlight leaking from the gap in the roller blind, slowly lowered his eyes, and replied in a very soft voice: "Then...don't cut it."

Tie up your hair.

After Shen Siyang repeatedly assured that he was fine, Ruan Zhijing turned the wheelchair and left.

The lounge door opened and closed again.

Shen Siyang lay back on the bed and slowed down for a while before turning over and getting up.

He went to the window and drew the shutters.

The afternoon sun pours into the house.

Shen Si and Yang Tuan returned to the single sofa.

I took the tablet and planned to continue listening to the class.

He opened the tablet and was about to take the earphones, thinking that he didn't hear Ruan Zhijing's knock on the door in the morning, so he silently withdrew his hand.

Find a comfortable position.

With the tablet resting on his lap, he opened the half-read book in the morning and read it quietly.

A few minutes later, a message prompt popped up above the tablet.

[The account is logged in synchronously on another device, and the book "How to get along safely between Alpha and Omega with high matching value"]

Shen Siyang was stunned for two seconds, and couldn't help but laugh out loud after realizing it.

He thought for a moment, quit the reading software, clicked into the social software where Ruan Zhijing's personal account was registered, and sent a message to Ruan Zhijing's work account.

[Mr. Ruan, fish in a meeting? 】

Instantly, "typing" appears on the chat box.

However, no news came.

"typing" appears and then disappears.

Reappear, then disappear.

Shen Siyang couldn't stop laughing while holding the tablet.

After waiting for 5 minutes without a response, he sent again.

[Could it be the book "How should Alphas and Omega with High Matching Values ​​Get Together Safely" opened by Xiaobai? 】

A "hmm" pops up in the message box.

Shensi Yang Zhengle, "um" was withdrawn again by Miao.

"Input" flashed for another 5 minutes.

A new message prompt appears.

【Sync device is off】

Ruan Zhijing's news finally came.

[Stop touching it. 】

Shen Siyang lay on the sofa with a flat smile in his arms, overjoyed.

-

Because of Ruan Zhijing's busy schedule, the two had dinner at the company.

When I got home, it was about the same time as Ruan Zhijing went home yesterday, around seven o'clock at night.

Shen Siyang went downstairs after taking a shower, and the alarm clock in the living room was already going to [-]:[-].

While sitting on the sofa and joking with Xiaobai, he kept paying attention to Ruan Zhijing's movements in the bathroom.

Fortunately, no accident happened today.

After 10 minutes of the sound of the hair dryer, the bathroom door was pushed open from the inside.

Ruan Zhijing turned the wheelchair, and as soon as he got out of the bathroom, he saw Shen Siyang sitting on the sofa smiling and looking at him.

He paused slightly, and before he had time to react, Shen Siyang had already got up and walked towards him.

"Is it starting to hurt again?" Shen Siyang asked aloud.

Ruan Zhijing nodded.

Shen Siyang asked again: "Shall I push you to the room?"

After a short thought, Ruan Zhijing replied seriously: "Thank you."

Shen Siyang pushed Ruan Zhijing into the room.

Pushing the man into the room and turning on the wall lamp in the bedroom, he didn't go in any further, but just stood outside the door and asked Ruan Zhijing, "Do you want me to go out and wait for you?"

The warm yellow wall lamp softened Shen Siyang's figure.

Ruan Zhijing raised his head, his gaze stayed on Shen Siyang for a long time, and finally nodded.

Shen Siyang waited at the door for 5 minutes, and finally heard Ruan Zhijing's voice coming from the door: "It's done."

He opened the door and entered the room, walked to the bed and sat down, and said softly, "Let's try it tonight, at a normal distance, four or ten minutes?"

Ruan Zhijing lay on his back on the bed, his soft long hair spread out on the pillow.

The warm yellow wall lamp blurred the contours of his face, adding a bit of a dreamlike hazy beauty to the usually delicate and beautiful face.

He looked at Shen Siyang quietly, like a well-behaved doll, and replied softly: "Okay."

Shen Siyang felt his heart soften.

Subconsciously, he wanted to raise his hand to touch his face, but the moment he raised his hand, he stopped. In the end, he just lightly grabbed a handful of long hair at the end of his hand, and asked, "Are you still going to the company tomorrow weekend?"

Ruan Zhijing shook his head.

Shen Siyang smiled: "That's just right, if the extension of time can really extend the time for pain relief, it will allow you to sleep well tomorrow."

As he spoke, he leaned slightly and put his hand behind his neck: "Did I tear it?"

Looking at Shen Siyang's smile, Ruan Zhijing couldn't help but show a very shallow smile and nodded.

Shen Siyang tore off a corner of the pheromone barrier sticker, and his gaze was fixed on Ruan Zhijing's smiling face.

This was the first time he saw Ruan Zhijing smile when he came to this world.

The smile in Shen Siyang's eyes deepened, and the light in his eyes became softer.

He put down his hand, turned his gaze, and suddenly glanced at the bookshelf next to the bed.

Seeing the fairy tales on the bookshelf, Shen Siyang was taken aback.

Ruan Zhijing noticed Shen Siyang's dazed expression, and followed Shen Siyang's line of sight suspiciously.

After seeing what Shen Siyang was looking at, his face instantly turned red, and he subconsciously explained: "The designer... bought it as a package when he designed the house."

It was deadly soft.

Like a dumpling with thin skin and thick filling, the filling will fall off with a shake.

Shen Siyang smiled and turned to look at Ruan Zhijing.

Eye contact for a brief moment.

Ruan Jiaozi, who had lost all the stuffing, gave up struggling, half-closed her eyes, and whispered the truth: "Well, I bought it myself."

Shen Siyang raised his hand, pulled out a book of fairy tales, and asked softly, "What fairy tale would you like to hear, little friend Ruan?"

Ruan Zhijing froze and looked up at Shen Siyang.

In the warm yellow halo, Shensi Yang Jing was sitting beside the bed with a fairy tale book on her lap, flipping it gently, her smiling eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as water.

The fragrance of white peaches in front of his nose enveloped Ruan Zhijing in an instant.

Warm and soft, like a baby's rocker.

Ruan Zhijing watched the walls he built collapse one after another, but he couldn't resist.

He let his heart beat wildly, and said softly: "When I was young, many people in school said that someone would read them a bedtime story."

He lowered his eyes: "But no one has ever read it to me."

Shen Siyang smiled softer: "Then you are allowed to pick two tonight."

Ruan Zhijing looked at Shen Siyang fixedly, and responded after a long time: "I can do it."

Shen Siyang just turned to "Pinocchio", and couldn't help laughing: "Then let's start tonight with the little puppet whose nose grows when lying."

Ruan Zhijing froze for two seconds, then touched his nose subconsciously.

Shen Siyang noticed Ruan Zhijing's movements and was overjoyed.

Ruan Zhijing was guilty at first, seeing Shen Siyang Le's fairy tale book fell from his lap onto the bed, his face was so burned that he could boil an egg.

It took Shen Si Yang Le a long time before he managed to speak up: "Although you lied twice today, you quickly corrected the lies and told the truth. Fairy Tale will forgive you."

Ruan Zhijing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

After all, Shen Siyang couldn't hold back, raised his hand and rubbed Ruan Zhijing's head, then picked up the fairy tale book that fell on the bed, and began to tell the story seriously.

A soothing voice sounded in the room.

Accompanied by a gentle peach aroma.

Ruan Zhijing's eyes opened and closed several times, and the fundus of his eyes was full of sleepiness.

Finally, Shen Siyang's figure sitting beside the bed was firmly engraved in his heart, and finally he closed his eyes slowly.

Four and ten minutes passed.

Shen Siyang put away the fairy tale book lightly.

Ruan Zhijing on the bed was already sound asleep.

The beautiful face is not as pale and gloomy as it was at first sight, not only the cheeks are flushed, but the corners of the lips can also clearly see the slight rise.

Shen Siyang covered Ruan Zhijing with a quilt.

Turn off the wall lamp and leave a bedside lamp on before getting up to leave.

-

Ruan Zhijing's consciousness was ups and downs, and he heard a gentle voice telling a fairy tale.

Dimly, remembering that Shen Siyang was sitting beside his bed and telling him fairy tales, his mood rose instantly.

However, in the next second, the surrounding scene suddenly changed.

He appeared in a strange room.

In front of him was a single bed that was not too big, and there were two children lying on it.

Among them is the child who is holding a cattail fan, fanning it gently, and smilingly telling fairy tales to the children beside him.

Ruan Zhijing recognized at a glance that it was Shen Siyang.

Shen Siyang recognized it very well.

The appearance when he grows up is completely copied and scaled up when he was a child.

But Ruan Zhijing didn't recognize the other child on the bed, it wasn't him anyway.

The high mood instantly fell to the bottom.

He stood by the bed blankly, watching little Shen Siyang make up a fairy tale for the child, and smiled and called the child a friend, saying that he was a limited-edition knight for the child.

He heard the child relyingly call Shen Siyang "Brother Siyang", and told Shen Siyang not to do dangerous things. Finally, he gently held a finger of Shen Siyang with his little hand, and fell asleep peacefully beside Shen Siyang.

The heart swelled instantly, as if it had been thrown into a jar of high-concentration vinegar.

Breathing gradually became difficult, and things in front of him became blurred a little bit.

"Little Ten..."

He heard Shen Siyang, who was still a child, call this name softly.

"Limited is just for you."

"Our Little Ten's exclusive limited edition."

"I won't leave you."

"You just have to love who you want to love."

"..."

After the surrounding things were completely blurred, they suddenly became clear again.

Ruan Zhijing appeared on top of a safety air cushion.

In the safety air cushion, Shen Siyang, who had grown into a boy, raised his hand to caress the tears of the boy who hugged him.

Ruan Zhijing heard Shen Siyang ask: "Xiao Shi, if it is destined that one day I will leave you, will you still fall in love with me?"

The boy named Xiao Shi grabbed Shen Siyang's hand that was on the side of his face, and tried his best to put the broken voice back together.

"I've always loved you and never wanted to stop."

Time freezes in an instant.

Ruan Zhijing clearly watched Shen Siyang's tears roll down from the corner of his eyes, and then Shen Siyang took the initiative to hold the boy named Xiao Shi in front of him, and kissed him lightly on the lips.

The conscious world collapsed in an instant.

Ruan Zhijing suddenly opened his eyes, breathing in fresh air.

A few minutes later, Ruan Zhijing, whose breathing was gradually steady, looked at the empty room in front of him, belatedly realizing that everything he saw just now was just a dream.

There was not much scent of white peach left in the room, and the place where Shen Siyang sat had become cold.

While feeling empty and disappointed in his heart, he was also glad that what he saw just now was just a dream.

He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows.

Although it is a dream, it is too real.

No matter which picture he chooses to think about alone, it makes his heart ache.

Drowsiness is gone in an instant.

He lay quietly on the bed for a long time, suddenly remembered something, frowned and fumbled for his phone.

After picking up the phone and flipping through it for more than ten minutes, Ruan Zhijing's brows became tighter and tighter.

He exited the search software and found a phone number in the address book.

The phone rang for half a minute before it was connected.

A tired and sleepy voice came from the phone: "I just had an operation, you'd better find me with something serious."

Ruan Zhijing cut to the chase: "Is there any scientific basis for the academic paper you published earlier that "AOs with highly matched pheromones will have a certain probability of dreaming about their real past after encountering each other"? "

The person on the phone kept yawning: "Yes, there are a lot of related reports. If the matching value reaches 90%, there is a probability that it will happen. The higher the matching value, the higher the probability of occurrence, and the higher the authenticity. Otherwise, how do you say matching? If the value is more than 90%, it is God’s target. Why, did you dream about it?”

Ruan Zhijing fell silent.

The person on the other side of the phone became excited: "Your parents really found that Omega who matches you with a value of 98%?"

Ruan Zhijing lowered his eyes: "I see, you can continue to sleep."

"Damn you." The other side scolded, "I will take the initiative to come to the hospital for the first round of treatment the day after tomorrow. Don't wait until the afternoon and wait for me to send someone to tie you up. I specially chose the weekend, so don't find me any more. You are busy with work." as an excuse."

Ruan Zhijing agreed.

The person on the other side took the opportunity to say, "It's best to bring your Omega too..."

Ruan Zhijing hung up the phone directly.

The empty room fell silent again.

The frantic message of the person who had just been hung up quickly flashed on the screen.

[I'm fucking serious! !The first round of treatment is the most painful. Without Omega pheromones to comfort you, it will be difficult to survive the postoperative recovery stage. Don’t take it seriously if you think you can bear it! ! 】

Ruan Zhijing unlocked the screen and said "Got it" back.

After returning, he put the phone back on the bedside table.

His gaze inadvertently glanced at the fairy tale book on the bookshelf beside the bed, and he couldn't move away for a long time.

He suddenly remembered that every time Shen Siyang half lost consciousness because of pheromone out of control, when he looked at him, the complete trust and surging love surged in his eyes.

Puzzled questions have answers.

The end of his eyes drooped slowly.

The author says:

Xiao Ruan: The fairy tale book that was read to me, has it also been read to others?If I have read it to others, then I can... but... but I still want it;

Another chapter tonight——

Tea-flavored crying bags are infested, everyone should pay attention to avoid them (put the tea-flavored crying bags on a cart and roll them out for a parade)