What to do if you are chased by old attackers every day [Quick Transmigration]

Since Shu Xingmi was 16 years old, he spent the New Year at his grandparents' house. This year, he received a call from Zhang's mother, inviting him to come to their house for the New Year.

Sometimes Zhanglin is so brave that Shu Xingmi can't imagine.Before he knew anything, Zhanglin came out of the closet.

He is not a hesitant, procrastinating man.

"It's the courage my teacher gave me." Zhanglin said.

"Me?" Shu Xingmi turned the fried egg over and smiled, "I haven't given you any experience of coming out of the closet."

"Did the teacher come out to his parents?" Zhanglin fetched a plate and started frying eggs.

Light snow has fallen outside the window, the sky is a light blue jade wall, the north wind is an invisible millstone, grinding the jade wall, and the jade chips silently fall to the ground.

"Out." Shu Xingmi didn't have any special expression on his face, as if he was talking about someone else's family: "My dad said: That's it. My mother said: Remember to wear a condom when you go to bed. Well, no more."

Zhanglin was stunned holding the plate, a little hard to understand: "Ah?"

"Hahaha, it's just so plain. There was no crying or fussing. Both of them accepted it very plainly. They also have gay friends around them. This matter is nothing to them. If I say that I dyed gold They might be even more surprised by the hair."

Zhanglin cut off a small piece of fried egg with a stainless steel spoon, blew it, and brought it to Shu Xingmi's mouth. Shu Xingmi ate it with his head down. Zhanglin said: "I will also go to see my father-in-law and mother-in-law during the Chinese New Year. As your lover."

"Okay, if they see that I have another half, they will be very happy. They will feel that their son finally has his own family or something. They will like you very much."

"You will like me very much..." Zhanglin smiled and took a bite of the fried egg.

"I have another bite to eat."

Zhanglin obediently sliced ​​it up and gave it to him.

On New Year's Eve, Shu Xingmi went to Zhang Lin's house.

Zhang's mother welcomed him into the door and was as affectionate as a family. Zhang's father didn't smile as brightly as Zhang's mother, but he also handed Shu Xingmi a fruit plate filled with melon seeds, peanuts and crispy candies.

Although he was not very satisfied that Shu Xingmi was a man with handles, but his son liked it, and his wife liked it too, Zhang's father accepted it.

Looking carefully, Shu Xingmi is a very decent man, elegant and mature, cultured and casual, very likable.

The four of them gathered around the tea table, making dumplings while watching TV.

"Just squeeze it like this, and it's ready." Zhang's mother taught Shu Xingmi to make dumplings.

"Mom is so amazing..." Shu Xingmi also held the dumpling wrapper and tried it. His fingers were covered with white flour, and he wrapped a dumpling like a small ingot: "Is that so?"

"Oh, I learned so fast," Zhang's mother arranged the dumplings neatly, and she glanced at Zhanglin: "Xiaolin has learned many times, and now the dumplings are still leaking."

"No way," Zhang Lin smiled, and said in dissatisfaction: "Look, it's on par with the teacher's, isn't it?"

"When did you learn it too?" Zhang's mother held the dumplings made by Zhanglin. It was unbelievable that the dumplings were really good.

"The teacher taught me a long time ago." Zhanglin looked proud, and exchanged a look with Shu Xingmi.

Zhang's father looked at his son, then at Shu Xingmi, inadvertently, for some reason, the corners of his mouth also rose, perhaps infected by their happiness.

In the early morning hours of New Year’s Eve, the four of them were watching TV chatting to keep the New Year’s Eve. The program supporter was reciting farewell to the old year and welcoming the new year in front of the microphone. The background was full of singing and dancing. Zhanglin used the remote control to turn down the volume of the TV, then stood up, He took out a small oval suede red box from his trousers pocket, and knelt down in front of Shu Xingmi on one knee.

Time seemed to stand still, Shu Xingmi felt his heart suffocate.

When the box was opened, there was a pair of delicate silver rings, and the two people's surnames were engraved on the inside of the rings.

Zhang Lin secretly bought this for two months' salary after becoming an investigator.

"Teacher, I love you. Today, next year, and many years to come, I hope to be with the teacher. I hope the teacher can accept my heart."

It's not a gorgeous flower language, but every word touches Shu Xingmi's heartstrings.

Shu Xingmi has not shed tears in front of others for more than ten years.

Even in the most difficult time in the battle royale, when he was hit by a tranquilizer | gun, he didn't cry.

But now the eyes are hazy.

"I love you too. I do."

In the following decades, Zhanglin and Shu Xingmi have been wearing this pair of rings.

Sleep together every day, get up together, eat breakfast together, go to work, pick up each other from get off work in the evening, raise a few potted flowers, play games, and take a nap on the sofa.

They would travel occasionally, and once they went to the old places of the ancient Gui Kingdom and Xi Kingdom. love here."

"Here?" Zhanglin and Shu Xingmi looked at the same lake and smiled: "I don't know why, but I also have a very familiar feeling, as if I have been here before, but this is indeed our first time here."

The scene changed beyond recognition, and the man beside him was still his lover.

Things are not people.

In this life, Zhang Lin went first.

Before he passed away, he held Shu Xingmi's hand and said: "The darkest thing that happened to me in my life was getting involved in a battle royale...but the happiest thing was getting to know the teacher because of that. I never I thought someone would fall in love with me..."

The words are not finished, but the people have gone.

The pure white curtain was blown by the breeze, Zhanglin closed his eyes.

Shu Xingmi experienced parting from Xuanyi Immortal Venerable and Ah Wan, and his mentality of facing life and death has become much calmer, but he is still reluctant to show up, and there is a tinge of sourness in his heart.

He leaned into Zhanglin's ear and said, "In the next life, I will try my best to catch up with you, don't worry."

After dealing with Zhanglin's funeral, Shu Xingmi also left with him.

He took away the ring that Zhanglin gave him, the silver ring is not as bright as it was decades ago, but gentle and dark.

Shu Xingmi kissed the ring and put it away.

After adjusting his mood in the chaotic darkness, Shu Xingmi received a message from the system that the entrance to the next world had been opened.

"The host has obtained [-] points of hope, and the next world is still the modern time and space."

"In this way, will all the time and space in the future be modern or future?" Shu Xingmi asked.

"Not all. Time is not a straight line, but a circle. It may be a bit abstract to say this, but the host just needs to remember that the reincarnation of the soul is like a dandelion seed blown away by the wind. Floating backward, that is, traveling in time and space, may be reincarnated in the future or in the past."

"clear."

"In the next world, Mr. Pei is the president of a fashion company, and the host is his subordinate employee. In addition to working in the company, the host also has another side job - a well-known women's clothing anchor on station G. The main content of the live broadcast is electronic Competitive games and singing, and occasional photo shoots, which are given to fans as souvenirs."

"Does President Pei like to watch my live broadcast?"

"Actually, it is Mr. Pei's sister who likes watching the host's live broadcast very much. She has become addicted to it. She is the number one fanatical fan of the host. One day, the host accidentally sent a photo of herself in women's clothing to Mr. Pei, which attracted Mr. Pei's attention. "

"..." Shu Xingmi was puzzled: "How could I be so careless to send women's clothing photos to my boss...and then I'll lose my job?"

"Dropped horse?" The system searched its own knowledge base, but it seems that this word was not retrieved.

"It's just revealing your identity."

"Yes, and then the host lost his horse. Only then did Mr. Pei know that the male anchor that my sister was thinking of was his subordinate. He became very curious about the host, and continued to communicate with the host pretending that he didn't know who the host was during the day. Communication at work, and at night, I secretly go to the host’s live broadcast room to watch, hoping to understand the reason why my sister is addicted to the host.”

"And then he became obsessed."

"Yes, the degree of addiction is worse than his sister."

"Then what happened to the two of us?"

"The host has a fanatical fan who is paranoid. He is very jealous of other people's love for the host. After the resentment was brewing to the extreme, he poisoned the host's mineral water during offline activities at Station G, and he was with the host. Forcibly 'died for love'."

"I will never let him succeed this time!"

When Shu Xingmi regained consciousness again, he found himself sitting in front of the computer with a silver microphone in front of him.

His avatar was displayed on the website of station G, which was his "chaise outfit" avatar, and his clothes were the most coquettish pink. He glanced at his ID: magic boy Xiaofang, number of fans: 148 million.

Magic Boy Fang...

This name is really...

Shu Xingmi's real name in this life is Fang Yuanjun, and the name "Magic Boy Xiaofang" is probably based on "Magic Girl Madoka".

Reminders of gifts from fans kept popping up in the live broadcast room, dazzling his eyes with colorful patterns.

Shu Xingmi glanced at the mirror next to him. He was wearing a waist-length wavy wig, 34C fake breasts on his chest, a light purple dress, and cheap rhinestone bowknot ear clips on his ears.

my mom.

The barrage began to read "It's so cute even in a daze...", "What game are you playing today?", "Wow, are you wearing a breast today?", "Better than my girlfriend", "Xiaofang is also beautiful today~ "

Let me get used to it.Shu Xingmi pressed his chest.

"[House Management] Steel Straight Man gave Candy House x10." This line of words flashed across the screen.

Shu Xingmi moved the mouse to look at the price of the gift "Candy House". After a quick calculation, it was equivalent to 1000 yuan.

……and many more.

1000 yuan?He sent ten?

"Thank you for the ten candy houses from the straight man." He thanked instinctively, and almost stood up and bowed.How can this be? Really...

The barrage began to post "The local tyrant calm down", "The local tyrant's father take it easy", "Straight men still love Xiaofang", "Straight men love our Xiaofang very much today", "True love..."