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

Shen Muque lowered his head and looked at his hand that was not held by Shen Siyang.

His hand is becoming transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A white light flashed in his mind.

The morning sun slanted into the room from the window, gradually penetrating Shen Muque's body.

He looked at Shen Siyang again, his face became extremely silent: "I seem to be leaving."

Shen Siyang's eye sockets gradually turned red.

Just blinking lightly, tears rolled down without warning: "Why..."

His voice trembled so much that he could hardly speak: "Why now?"

Shen Muque raised his hand to wipe his tears.

The translucent hand passed through Shen Siyang's face once, twice, three times...

He finally curled his palms lightly and tried to squeeze out a smile: "Because you have already got the ticket for the life you want."

"No," Shen Siyang stared at him with red eyes, "The life I want includes you, and this ticket is only meaningful if you are here."

There was a long silence in the living room.

Shen Muque's mouth opened and closed several times, and finally said: "Even if I'm not here now, you can live a good life in the future."

"I can't." Shen Siyang's mind was in a mess, and he said angry words for the first time in more than ten years, "What is this? Is it the price of growth? Why can you walk with me on the difficult road, and finally make it smooth?" , but you can’t continue to walk with me?”

He buried his head and covered his face, tears streaming from his fingers one after another.

"If the price of growing up is losing you, then I don't want to grow up."

Emotions are completely out of control.

He squatted down unbearably: "Why do you want to do this? Shen Muque, I don't want this."

Shen Muque couldn't hug Shen Siyang, so he could only squat down with Shen Siyang and hold him in his arms.

He put his head next to Shen Siyang's, and said in an extremely gentle voice: "You haven't lost me."

He raised his hand and tapped Shen Siyang's heart: "I will always live in your heart, every moment you think of me, I will be by your side."

Shen Siyang couldn't speak, only choked up crying kept leaking out.

The crying intensified.

"At least..." He broke down in tears, "Then at least let me be prepared, I'm not even ready to say goodbye to you..."

"It's okay, let's say goodbye now."

Shen Muque's voice was gentle: "Look at me."

Shen Siyang refused to look up.

Shen Muque didn't urge, but continued to say softly: "Look at me, let me look at you too."

Big drops of tears rolled down.

Trembling uncontrollably, Shen Siyang finally looked up at Shen Muque.

Shen Muque has become so transparent that only a very faint outline remains.

Shen Siyang raised his hand to wipe away the tears in his eyes, trying to see Shen Muque more clearly.

But still can't see clearly.

I can't see anything.

Tears piled up, and Shen Siyang rubbed harder and harder.

Shen Muque raised his hand to stop him, this time even the visual effect of passing through was minimal.

He had no choice but to say softly again: "Don't wipe it, your eyes will hurt."

Shen Siyang ignored him and continued to move.

Until Shen Muque said again: "Let me take a good look at you again, okay?"

Shen Siyang looked like a doll unwinding for a moment.

The hand stayed in the air for a long time, and finally fell to the knee.

After closing his eyes deeply for a moment, he finally looked at Shen Muque again.

Shen Muque smiled softly.

It was exactly the same as when Shen Siyang met him for the first time.

The same white T-shirt, the same clear and beautiful eyes, and the same warm and pleasant voice like a stream hitting a rock.

Only this time, when he opened his mouth, he said to Shen Siyang: "Shen Siyang, goodbye. Remember to take the road ahead."

The only remaining outline completely disappeared.

Shen Siyang rushed forward, but the dream was in vain.

Tears rolled down the red cheeks, dripped on the concrete floor, and gathered into a vast ocean.

Shen Siyang lied.

In fact, as early as the night when Shen Muque kissed him on the bench in the square, the moment he knew that Shen Muque would leave but still chose to interlock his fingers, he was already ready to say goodbye at any time.

But he didn't understand until the moment of separation.

Farewell is something that can never be prepared.

-

Shen Siyang woke up to a loud cell phone ringing.

My head was so painful that it almost exploded.

He habitually pulled the quilt to cover his face, and said, "Help me see whose phone number it is."

The voice fell, and the ringing continued.

Shen Siyang suddenly trembled all over and woke up instantly.

He lifted the quilt and sat up on the bed, staring blankly at the empty room, breathing gradually became difficult.

After the second ring, he finally came back to his senses, took the phone, and answered the call.

Yan Pu's high voice sounded.

"Student Shen, today's noon class dinner, the address and time are in the group announcement. I see that you haven't received the message in the group. I'm worried that you didn't see it. I'm going to tell you. Don't forget the time!"

Shen Siyang opened his mouth to say "yes", but found that he couldn't make any sound.

Yan Pu's voice soon came from the phone again.

"Hello? Hello? Can you hear me? Are you there, Shin?"

Shen Siyang pinched his neck, tried to cough several times, and finally made a sound.

After finishing the call, I checked the time and found that it was already nine o'clock in the morning.

There were only two hours left before the eleven o'clock agreed in the group.

Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly saw a message from a house viewing software pop up on his phone.

"The house you reserved is very popular recently - please contact the owner as soon as possible to complete the signing of the lease contract, otherwise it may be preempted by others!"

Shen Siyang was slightly stunned, and subconsciously clicked into the news.

What popped up was a one-bedroom near A.

The price is moderate, and it only takes 10 minutes to walk to A University, Linjiang.

Shen Siyang has no impression of this house.

Seeing an unread message prompt in the option of "Communicate with the Homeowner", he subconsciously clicked on it.

The latest news is from the homeowner.

However, the content is not sent by the homeowner himself, it should be an automatic message prompt by the system.

"There are only three days left in your house reservation period. If you don't complete the online contract within three days, the reservation will be invalid—"

There are several more messages on top of this system message.

Shen Siyang pulled up.

[Me]: Is this suite a real listing?

[Homeowner]: Yes.

[Me]: Could you please take a picture of the bedroom window alone?I want to confirm whether I can really see Jiang when I open the window, thank you.

[Homeowner]: [Video]

Shen Siyang was sure that he did not send these messages.

He glanced at the time when the first message was sent.

It was late at night when the results of the college entrance examination came out.

Three in the morning.

At that time, he was already sound asleep in Shen Muque's arms.

He stared blankly at the phone screen for a long time.

It wasn't until the screen went dark that he turned it back on and clicked on the video sent by the homeowner.

Very short ten seconds.

Shot on a sunny morning.

Opening the window with one hand, the sparkling river instantly came into view.

It is the scenery that Shen Siyang will quickly fall in love with just by looking at it.

When the video ends, it will automatically pop back to the chat interface.

Below the homeowner's video message, there was a reply in seconds.

[Me]: Please help me reserve the listing, I will check in within half a month.

Shen Siyang stared blankly at this sentence.

This time, the phone screen turned black, and he didn't even recover.

It wasn't until a drop of tear fell on the pitch-black screen that he raised his hand to wipe it away.

Then holding the phone, he got up and walked to the bathroom.

-

After Shen Siyang washed, he looked in the mirror so swollen that he couldn't see people's eyes.

Taking the phone, I was about to search for ways to reduce the swelling, when I suddenly remembered that there were ice cubes in the refrigerator a while ago.

Putting the phone in his pocket, he turned and walked downstairs.

The summer morning after nine o'clock was already very hot.

Shen Siyang stepped into the stove-like kitchen, uncontrollably thinking of Shen Muque again.

When he goes into the kitchen in summer, he must tie Shen Muque by his side.

Otherwise, staying in the kitchen for an extra second would be unbearable.

Breathing became difficult again.

Shen Siyang stood at the door of the kitchen for a long time before continuing to walk towards the refrigerator.

Open the lower cabinet door of the refrigerator and pull open the first drawer.

What came into view before the ice cubes were a few popsicles with crumpled packages.

Yesterday he picked it up from the ground, washed it, and put it in the refrigerator.

All creamy popsicles.

Shen Muque has been particularly keen on cream flavored things since he ate a birthday cake last year.

In the summer of this year, after finding this cream-flavored popsicle at the small shop next door, Shen Muque began to enjoy it again and again.

When the two went out, each of them took a stick in their mouths and walked along the remote and uninhabited country roads.

Shen Muque always likes to stick to Shen Siyang when Shen Siyang is eating, making Shen Siyang cooler than Popsicle or him.

The emotions accumulated all morning were completely broken at this moment.

Tears dripped down next to the popsicle, and frost quickly formed.

Shen Siyang squatted in front of the refrigerator, banging his head on the drawn drawer.

Feeling the cold air from the refrigerator, he choked up and said, "Liar."

The operating refrigerator made a "buzzing" sound, which gradually turned Shen Siyang's fair cheeks red.

"You're not with me at all."

-

Kadian rushed to the restaurant for the party.

When Shen Siyang entered the restaurant box, Zhong Wenfeng just got up and was about to speak.

Shen Siyang glanced around and saw Yan Pu waving at him, pointing to the empty seat beside him.

After sitting down, Zhong Wenfeng's voice sounded.

"Students, I'm very happy, although everyone failed to realize their dream of going to University A..."

There was a burst of laughter in the class.

Zhong Wenfeng also laughed.

After the laughter stopped, he continued: "But all the members of Class [-] and [-] of our senior high school are going to college. This is already a very happy thing for the teacher!"

Everyone applauded.

"The teacher doesn't say too much. Everyone eats happily today. If you want to say anything, you can say it, and if you want to do it, you can do it!"

Cheers sounded.

Zhong Wenfeng waved his hand and sat down, indicating that everyone can eat.

When Shen Siyang took his seat, he found a rectangular box on the seat, and asked in confusion, "What is this?"

While chewing peanuts, Yan Pu responded, "Our class's graduation photo."

Shen Siyang froze for a moment when he heard this.

After being stunned for a while, he took the long box into his hand.

Open it and slowly pull out the graduation photo.

Yan Pu stared at Shen Siyang for a while, and suddenly moved to the side and asked Cheng Daiyi: "Brother Cheng, is it my illusion? Why do I feel that student Shen is a little... not right today."

Cheng Daiyi noticed it when Shensi Yang entered the box.

Red and swollen eye sockets, almost low emotions.

He stared at Shen Siyang for a while, then patted Yan Pu: "Change position."

Yan Pu didn't ask any further questions, and honestly exchanged with him.

In fact, Cheng Daiyi didn't think about what to do next to Shen Siyang.

Seeing Shen Siyang unfolding his graduation photo and staring closely at the empty space in the middle of the graduation photo for a long time, his eyes gradually turned red.

Cheng Daiyi subconsciously asked: "He won't... leave?"

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Daiyi almost slapped himself in the head.

There is no such direct question.

Before he had time to say something, Yan Pu poked his head over in an instant: "Who? Could it be brother Mu Que? He's gone? Reincarnated?"

Cheng Daiyi: "..."

Shen Siyang stared at the graduation photo for a long time without responding.

With rough nerves like Yan Pu, this meeting also found something wrong.

He scratched his head and faltered for a while: "This... isn't it said in TV dramas that reincarnation is a good thing, good thing, you should be happy."

Cheng Daiyi covered his mouth: "You better shut up quickly."

Yan Pu pulled his hand away, didn't realize what was wrong, thought for a while and asked again: "Student Shen, how long have you known brother Mu Que?"

After being quiet for a while, Shen Siyang answered: "One year."

Yan Pu was startled: "Isn't it just that you met when you transferred to our school?"

He said with a sudden smile: "Speaking of which, when you first came to our class, I thought you didn't want to integrate into our class. I always felt that you had a sense of distance from everyone. At that time, I went to fool... ah Bah, I asked you to participate in the sports meeting, and I already thought about how I should continue to persuade you after you rejected me, but I didn't expect you to take the initiative to sign up."

Shen Siyang's memory was rolled back by Yan Pu's words.

After a long silence, he responded: "I really want to refuse, but he said that sweating, striving for honor for the collective, and working together to make progress...these are all...things that can make going to school interesting."

Yan Pu responded repeatedly: "I have long thought that Brother Mu Que would be a very interesting person... Uh, hell, it seems to be the case. In other words, Brother Mu Que helped you to integrate into our class." Very busy!"

As he was speaking, he suddenly had a whimsical thought: "You didn't study so hard later because you were also influenced by Brother Mu Que, right?"

Shen Siyang slowly clenched the hand holding the graduation photo.

After a while, he responded, "It was he who brought me to find the dream."

Yan Pu sighed suddenly: "If the ghost world gives awards, brother Mu Que must be given an award for the top ten ghosts."

Cheng Daiyi is not as open-minded as Yan Pu. He looked at Shen Siyang's red eyes that were about to drop tears in the next second, and couldn't help asking: "This kind of company, but it's only one year, won't it be more uncomfortable? You... ...do you regret meeting him?"

Yan Pu was puzzled, looked at Cheng Daiyi and asked, "Why do you regret it? We are about to say goodbye to Student Shen. Do you regret meeting Student Shen?"

"It's not a conceptual thing."

"Why isn't it a concept? If Student Shen didn't come to our class, you probably wouldn't be on the school team, and you wouldn't be able to go to the sports school, and it's impossible for everyone in our class to go to college. Brother Mu Que is to Student Shen , isn’t it also a similar existence? He helped student Shen integrate into the class, and helped student Shen find his dream. Without him, student Shen might have spent five or ten years traveling this year. He gave student Shen nothing. It has been a colorful year without regrets, how could student Shen regret meeting him."

The tears that had been welling up in the eyes for a long time rolled down instantly.

The moment tears fell on the empty space in the center of the photo, a mechanical sound sounded in Shen Siyang's mind.

Everything around freezes instantly.

Shen Siyang closed his eyes, choked up and said, "Yeah, how could I... not understand such a simple truth?"

Shen Mu Que is not the price of growth, but the gift of growth.

Crowds, tables, rooftops...

Everything around gradually turned into powder and dissipated into the dark void.

Until the photo in his hand also disappeared, Shen Siyang raised his head again and looked into the void.

"So, have I always been in your heart, Xiaoqi?"

The author says:

The next world is the real world;

It’s not going back to the real world, but writing about their first encounter in reality. It shouldn’t be long, maybe a few chapters;

Another piece of good news is that after the real world is written, the next world does not need to be separated!