[Quick Transmigration] Anyway, the protagonist is quite cold

The structure of this world is really small - the separation of brothers and sisters, brothers with disparity in identities, grievances and grievances of wealthy families, in the final analysis, are all stories of family quarrels, love and hatred.

The protagonists are naturally Jiang Huaixin and Song Zhenzhen.

An independent and self-reliant girl meets an adopted son who seems gentle and lonely but has a bad attitude by accident.At first, it was just a relationship between the hypocritical young master and the maid who pretended to be a lady, but then he was once again treated by the elder brother who only regarded him as a playmate? ? ?After teasing with live ammunition for fun, Jiang Huaixin was in an extremely bad mood, and even showed his true colors in front of Song Zhenzhen, and unfortunately turned into a cat that night, so he had to be taken care of by Song Zhenzhen.From then on, every time he turned into a cat, he would go to Song Zhenzhen.Over time, Jiang Huaixin gradually fell in love with Song Zhenzhen—they encountered a lot of opposition, and Song Zhenzhen was finally adopted back to the Chu family and changed his name to Chu Zhenzhen. Then, after suffering amnesia, Jiang Huaixin, who finally recovered his memory, confessed to Chu Zhenzhen Heartfelt voice - the hatred in the past is not as good as the love between you and me, I am willing to support each other for the rest of my life with you.

However, although many of the stalks are old and bloody, the characters in this book are very novel.Therefore, it is unusual to have such strong luck... probably makes sense, right?

The first step for Chu Songluo to destroy the original plot line is to change his attitude towards Jiang Huaixin.

Different from the playful character in the original book? ? ? , Chu Songluo is a carefully polished form.Chu Songluo gave Jiang Huaixin care and protection, but always kept a sufficient distance.Everything must be reasonable enough, and Chu Songluo deliberately eavesdropped on Chu Han's plan to carve up Jiang's family with others—so facing Jiang Huaixin who became his younger brother, he felt guilty enough, but he didn't know what to do. Only in order to get close, that's why I always treat him coldly, but I can't ignore him.

For Jiang Huaixin's paranoid personality, just a little bit of sweetness is enough.

Like his plan for Chu Songluo, Chu Songluo also adopted the same plan for him——

Remain ostensibly passive.

Jiang Huaixin is very immature in character.He is morbidly obsessed with the unusual world and has no interest in the mundane of everyday life.He feels extremely bored all the time, so he is desperately looking for the so-called "interesting".As a unique existence that allows him to feel rich emotions, Chu Songluo is like the only toy for him, so his feelings for Chu Songluo are not so much love, but rather a possessive desire for pleasure.

Give him enough fun if he craves fun——

His eyes swept over the puppet cat lying on the sofa, his face was calm.

Give him the illusion of perfection.

Then crush his childishness with mediocrity.

***

In the cat's body, Jiang Huaixin found himself tired very quickly, but after lying on the soft sofa cushion for a while, he couldn't open his heavy eyelids anymore.

He felt his head being rubbed.

Sure enough, he actually likes cats.

He opened his eyes vaguely and took a look, only the lamp on the desk and the fire from the fireplace remained.The room is full of familiar smells - the smell of burning wood, the faint mint and fruity aroma of Chu Songluo's usual perfume EdG, and the subtle smell of the skin, as if stepping on the snow in the winter morning The feeling of that very small sound brought him a very light and comfortable feeling.

So he no longer resisted the drowsiness, and gradually sank into the darkness.In deep sleep, scenes of memories emerged in dreams.

Jiang Huaixin couldn't understand the so-called feelings since he was a child.

Fortunately, he is very smart, and even said that he was able to calmly watch and imitate meticulously because he could not understand.

But he still can't understand the emotions that others want to convey in a timely and accurate manner—those complicated thoughts are packaged by the fiction of words, so they become elusive.

He couldn't feel any emotion about anything about them.

... boring.

Nail biting.

There was a "click" sound when the second hand moved.

Close your eyes and measure the difference between your perceived time and real time.

Distinguish taste.

Observe how the same color changes under different light conditions.

Or just plain dazed.

It's not out of curiosity, just looking for something to pass the long hours.

uninteresting.

Boredom arises from indifference to a routine that gets bored too quickly.Indifference is the monster that eats attitude, spreading boredom throughout the visible world.

The group of men with guns bursting through the gate is also uninteresting.

The tears of the father who committed suicide after deciding to entrust himself to his friends were also boring.

"Baby, Daddy loves you."

"...What exactly is love?"

Adults often say this when they can't answer children's questions.

"You'll know when you grow up."

All right.Tap, tap, tap, tap, count the turns of the second hand and wait to grow up.

Adults wearing leather shoes came out of the room one after another and passed beside him.The last person—is he called Chu Han? ——stopped in front of him, paused, and left quickly.What is he trying to express?The emotions blocked in the air could not reach him, so Jiang Huaixin could not produce any feedback.There is no stimulation or reaction, only the sound of the second hand turning.

Click, click, click.

Someone came out of the room again, a boy about his size, who froze when his eyes caught him.

……Snapped.

The second hand stops moving.

Rich emotions seem to be conveyed close to the skin——

Jiang Huaixin quickly compared the stored definitions with the emotions he felt and labeled them.

Hesitating, convinced, resisting, confused, guilty...

Why is that?

The conflicting and chaotic emotions, the smell of his skin, the light in his dark eyes, and his voice.

"...Hello, my name is Chu Songluo." He paused, "From today onwards, I'm your elder brother."

interesting.

Jiang Huaixin began to explore everything about him—compared to himself, his world centered on Chu Songluo.

Is the reason for guilt being his father's betrayal?

Did the pain come from killing your pet dog with your own hands?

He was almost greedy for all the information about Chu Songluo, trying his best to guess his attitude and emotion.

He underwent rigorous training, his body was lengthened, his voice changed to a steady lower voice, his bones began to look like adults, his hair changed, his perfume started, his suits had to be resized-and then changed. I became more and more silent, and more and more irritable about being with myself.

It's like discovering a treasure, and what's even more wonderful is that the treasure keeps growing, becoming richer and more fascinating.

This is the only thing that can be called "interesting" for Jiang Huaixin.

He loathed his own smile—for no reason yet.

He hated Chu Han, this was a change after a few days of sudden depression.This is also the emotion that Jiang Huaixin hasn't explored yet.

He reacts to himself and it makes him feel irritable.

But what was disappointing was that Chu Songluo didn't just react to him - this made Jiang Huaixin clearly realize that the treasure might be far away from him.The thought really annoyed him.Besides, when Chu Songluo reacted, he couldn't help but feel hot - the hotness became more and more real...

……reality?

Waking up suddenly from the dream, the bones were filled with some kind of power that was about to burst.Jiang Huaixin jumped off the sofa. It was already past two o'clock in the morning. Then he looked at Chu Song in the bathroom. The sound of water was rushing and the fog was steaming, so he couldn't see inside.But what's more important now is that with the increasingly scorching hot feeling, he suddenly understood - I'm going to turn back into a human being.

The cat's instinct helped him jump up and grab the doorknob, slam the door open, and sprint to the door at the end of the corridor. He opened the door in the same way, and then spread the carpet and changed back to his original appearance—but without a thread.The room where Chu Songluo was absent became extremely boring again. Jiang Huaixin sat leaning against the door for a while before getting up to find some clothes to put on—then went downstairs to the garden and found his own under the balcony of Chu Songluo. Clothes fell in the grass.

——Actually, it's not impossible to tell Chu Songluo that Jiang Huaixin is the cat "my generation".

But it seems that for the first time, Jiang Huaixin really felt the emotion of "uneasy".

What if you tell him, but you can't gain his trust, and you are pushed far away?

Jiang Huaixin knew what he was planning - he hated Chu Han, and was impatient with the brothers above him, and was planning to replace Chu Han.But Jiang Huaixin understood Chu Songluo, but most of Chu Songluo kept a proper distance from him. Only guilt forced him to be completely isolated by the cold look.

Better not tell him yet.

I can still lick his fingers.

***

In the afternoon, Song Zhenzhen arrived at Chu's house an hour earlier.She planned to hurry back and continue working part-time if she could explain clearly.But now she is in the Chu family's study, facing the Steinway grand piano with a price she can't even imagine, and said awkwardly: "Uh...but do I really need to work part-time?"

Chu Songluo, who was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, still had a cold feeling, but it didn't seem so "icy" anymore.He half leaned on the window sill, "Do you like piano?"

Song Zhenzhen was a little embarrassed, and honestly admitted: "...Yes."

Chu Songluo said: "Then, play the piano here. I will pay you as much as you want."

Song Zhenzhen felt like she was hallucinating, "...Huh?"

——Is this the bad taste of the rich?But... Thinking of how hard her mother is, and the tuition and living expenses, Song Zhenzhen couldn't help but move her throat, and she raised the price embarrassingly, "I... take the children to sing for two hours and one hundred and fifty, you give me... this Just the price—”

She is still very guilty.Although she was always praised by the teacher for her talent when she practiced the piano, it was only later that her mother could afford the price of the piano, so she gave up halfway.Later, she would often hold the score in the textbook and tap her fingers on the keyboard drawn on the paper-so if she said she didn't like the piano, it would be a lie.What's more - she also likes money very much, and needs money very much.It's just that she is not from a major after all, and she is sure that her piano skills are not worth a lot of money.

Maybe... Could he like me?

Song Zhenzhen sneaked a glance at Chu Songluo, thinking that if it was true, it would be very lucky.Since she was a child, she had to consider a lot of realistic things than others. Thinking of her mother's health, she naturally felt that getting married was only possible with a better family background in order to provide a large amount of medical expenses in time.Besides, this person is much better-looking than the wealthy class in general imagination, and his style of work is not bad.

Become what he once hated - Song Zhenzhen has gone through countless times of self-condemnation.

However, it wasn't that much of a difference, she comforted herself.

She is still compassionate, she can cry a lot when watching movies, she doesn't mind helping others, and she likes cute animals.Just about the future-

Be realistic.

How could love exist.

Song Zhenzhen smiled at Chu Songluo, "What do you think?"

Chu Songluo seemed to consider it for a while, and said, "It's up to you to choose. As long as you come."

Song Zhenzhen then put the bag on the ground, and just sat down on the chair, he heard two knocks on the door, indicating that the people in the room came by themselves.

She turned her head and saw Jiang Huaixin who Drill secretly saw in the tool room that day.

Smiling, but unable to hide his anger, Jiang Huaixin.

"I think this Ms. Song should have a clear self-knowledge." He said with a gentle "Jiang Huaixin" tone that would never have been possible, and said with a smile: "Try to find ways to sneak into the Chu family, and come to hook up with my brother again?—— I hope you will have less unrealistic delusions like this."

It turns out that this is what it means to hide emotions.

He wanted to extinguish all threats, but he was afraid that he would look ugly, so he repeatedly disguised himself meticulously.

***

curious.crave.disturbed.anger.envy.Selfish.

Teach him these emotions one by one, so that he can mix them up and experience what "love" is.

It was an amusing, sanity-destroying mess.