A Self-Rescue Guide for Thousands of Suspects [Quick Transmigration]

But the reactions of the people around him didn't seem to be very good, the atmosphere was stagnant, as if they were all shocked by this sudden situation, no one would have expected that Yao Zhibei's lover was actually a boy.

Yao Zhibei glanced at Feng Ye, frowned, then picked up the coat from the chair and draped it over Feng Ye's shoulders.

"Why do you wear so little?"

Feng Ye habitually stretched his hands in, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that the two of them had been watched by everyone for a long time, so he coughed in embarrassment: "A lot, it's hotter today."

Yao Zhibei: "It will be cold after going out for a while."

Yang Liuxu silently lowered her head and glanced at her knee-length dress, she shed tears in her heart, she blatantly killed the dog, it was struck by lightning!

In the end, Xiaopang was the first to react, and hurriedly said: "It turns out that this is the person who has been hiding in the golden house for a long time. Hey, brother, you treat us as outsiders."

Wang Chengxu nodded and said, "Yes, yes, I never thought that Xiaoyao's daughter...boyfriend is so handsome."

A group of people greeted each other, and Feng Ye was not shy about his personality, so he quickly got to know them well.

A dozen or so people went to the hot pot restaurant in front of the school and asked for a private room.

Feng Ye and Yao Zhibei sat side by side, and they were discussing professional issues. He couldn't understand, so he silently ate potatoes from the pot.

The group that won the gold award this time was the group led by Yao Zhibei. Not only were they teased and treated, but they were also given a lot of wine.

After drinking for three rounds, several big boys were a little drunk, even Yao Zhibei was not as calm and self-possessed as he used to be outside, with a smile in his eyes, he kept watching Feng Ye.

Having been busy for several months, he had no time to stay with Feng Ye, and he felt that he couldn't get enough of it.

Going home every night, Feng Ye was already asleep, and would occasionally be woken up by him to babble, he could only honestly sleep on the side, unable to do anything except kiss the corners of his forehead and lips.

Feng Ye bit half a piece of lettuce, and picked a piece of meat for Yao Zhibei: "Don't just drink, your stomach will hurt after a while."

He saw that Yao Zhibei seemed really a little drunk, and ate the meat along the tip of the chopsticks, he frowned, and hurriedly handed Yao Zhibei a glass of iced orange juice.

"Open your mouth, let me see if it's too hot." The meat just out of the pot was still steaming, so it must have scalded the mouth with blisters.

Feng Ye approached, Yao Zhibei moved his cheeks to swallow the meat, and took a sip of orange juice on Feng Ye's wrist.

"Open your mouth."

Yao Zhibei let out an ah, the tip of her tongue turned red, as if she had been scalded.

"Is it hot?"

Yao Zhibei grabbed Feng Ye's wrist holding the cup: "It's a little numb." He lowered his head and took another sip of the sweet and sour orange juice.

"Xiao Yao and his partner have a really good relationship." Someone saw the interaction between the two and started to boo. Because Yao Zhibei was the youngest in the competition group, he was a freshman who was recommended by the tutor to make an exception, so everyone called him Xiao Yao. .

"Hey, what about your partner, why didn't you bring it?"

The person who just spoke was wearing glasses, with a good-looking appearance. Hearing the words, his expression was lonely, and he laughed at himself: "No, I don't have time to accompany others. I'm obviously from a school. It's like following Yuanwang dating all day long. I can't afford to delay."

Someone sighed: "No hair and no partner, this is the life of a science man."

At any rate, it was a celebration banquet, and the gloomy atmosphere didn't last long. Feng Ye heard them talking more and more outrageously, and suddenly wondered how Yao Zhibei got together with these few people.

Turning around to ask, he suddenly saw his boyfriend looking at him with burning eyes.

Feng Ye raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Yao Zhibei suddenly leaned on his shoulder, put his arm around his shoulder and leaned on the back of the chair: "Are you unhappy?"

"What's high or not?" After the alcohol entered his throat, the extremely hot breath poured on his earlobe, which was damp and stuffy, making people feel a kind of midsummer heat.

"I don't have time to accompany you, are you angry?" The broken hair between Yao Zhibei's forehead brushed against the side of Feng Ye's face, itching and prickling, "I'll be free later, let's go out and play, shall we?"

Feng Ye suddenly laughed, understanding what Yao Zhibei was embarrassing about: "I'm not angry, our teacher Yao is so awesome, so why should I be angry?"

Yao Zhibei pinched Feng Ye's red earlobes, and hummed, as if he was really drunk, the weight of his whole body was on half of Feng Ye's body.

After the dinner was over, a few people still wanted to get together, Feng Ye asked Yao Zhibei if he wanted to go, Yao Zhibei shook Feng Ye's arm and shook his head.

"Then I'll take him back, you guys have fun." Feng Ye supported Yao Zhibei, said goodbye, and hailed a car.

Although Yao Zhibei drank a lot, he could still walk steadily. Apart from being a little slow in thinking and a little clingy, it was not obvious that this person was drunk.

Feng Ye opened the door with a key, and as soon as he entered the entrance, a warm body was stuck to his back.

Yao Zhi turned her head to the north, kissed Feng Ye delicately from the back of her neck, and lifted the hem of Feng Ye's sweater with one hand.

"Close the door first..."

……

Early the next morning, Feng Ye was woken up by someone rubbing him. Just as he opened his eyes, he saw Yao Zhibei's handsome face magnified in front of him. Looking more carefully, he found that he had finished washing and was fully dressed.

Feng Ye's voice was hoarse: "What are you doing up so early?"

"Have breakfast, let's go out to play." Yao Zhibei kissed Feng Ye, "I packed my luggage, let's go to the beach."

Feng Ye: "..."

Feng Ye closed his eyes and opened them: "...Aren't you tired?"

In the end, Feng Ye dragged Yao Zhibei to sleep for another morning. After waking up, the two of them had lunch first. Then Feng Ye was clearly arranged. After driving for more than three hours, they arrived at a scenic spot in the bay.

It's a weekday, there are no people, and the beach is quiet.

Yao Zhibei booked a hotel near the sea, the floor-to-ceiling glass windows are facing the coast, and the scenery is very good.

Feng Ye was lying on the beach chair on the balcony basking in the sun, looking comfortable. To be honest, this was the first time he was on vacation during a mission, and he felt pretty good.

He turned his head and glanced at Yao Zhibei, and found that Yao Zhibei was also looking at him, froze for a moment, and smiled at each other.

There is still a little debt left, and the favorability has also been fully raised. It is estimated that the task will be completed in a few months, but Feng Ye suddenly feels a little bit sad. This should be the most stable and comfortable world he has ever lived in.

People are always greedy for comfort, and Feng Ye is no exception, but he is also restrained and sober at the same time, he knows that no matter how comfortable this world is, he will always leave, and it is best to have fun in time.

"Teacher Yao." Feng Ye blinked, "Do you want to try something interesting?"

……

The two had been messing around in the hotel for three days, Feng Ye's back was sore, Yao Zhibei felt refreshed, but Feng Ye had an important professional class to attend tomorrow, so the two had to go back.

Luck always comes one after another. It seems that all the hardships of Yao Zhibei's previous 19 years have finally disappeared. A week after the competition, an email brought good news.

It's an email from the competition instructor, along with several folders.

Yao Zhibei's advisor for the competition admired his ability very much, and helped him apply for a student exchange program with the school. He applied to a prestigious Ivy League school abroad with a famous computer science major, and the exchange time was one year.

Yao Zhibei has excellent grades and meets the exchange conditions, and as long as he can participate in international competitions and win awards, he can get the qualification for insurance research.

Knowing that Yao Zhibei's family is not well-off, the instructor specially applied for a subsidy. The school will bear the tuition fee, and there is also a monthly living allowance of [-] Euros.

This is simply a pie in the sky.

Although Yao Zhibei was very moved, he still hesitated, he didn't want to be separated from Feng Ye for so long.

But Feng Ye directly interrupted his hesitation: "Mr. Yao, if you go there, I can go with you too."

Feng Ye found a way to understand, instead of leaving in front of Yao Zhibei, it is better to coax people to go abroad first.

Although he knew that the characters in the simulated world were all set by the system, and the whole world would be permanently closed after he left, but he didn't want Yao Zhibei to watch him die.

Feng Ye always remembered that after being stabbed through the heart by a sword, General Dou's eyes were pierced with pain, and those eyes were more painful than the sword.

So Yao Zhibei got busy again, carrying the materials to stamp and sign in various offices of the school every day, and also preparing for the IELTS test and some basic language learning.

Now Fengye finally has a place to use his skills. In high school, Yao Zhibei forced him to make exercise books every day, and now he has to tutor Yao Zhibei with simple German words and sentences every night.

However, the task object is worthy of being the task object. The learning cheats are very thick, and he quickly mastered the daily language.

Feng Ye's physical condition is getting worse and worse recently, and he often feels dizzy. Fortunately, Yao Zhibei is busy, so he didn't notice anything wrong. He just thought that he was suffering from summer and didn't like to eat. He took time out of his busy schedule every day to go home and cook for him in different ways. , are Feng Ye's favorite food.

Feng Ye pretended to like it every day, and ate a lot in front of Yao Zhibei. As soon as Yao Zhibei left, he ran to the toilet and vomited. The chocolate in his pocket was consumed faster, and he became groggy.

At night, Yao Zhibei hugged Feng Ye and always felt strange: "Why have you lost so much weight?"

"The weather is too hot." Feng Ye replied vaguely, pretending to be sleepy in Yao Zhibei's arms.

Yao Zhibei rubbed Feng Ye's hair, it was soft and smooth, he couldn't help kissing him for a long time, he still couldn't bear to be separated from Feng Ye for so long, but he must achieve something in order to protect the person he likes well.

Soon he came back, at most one year, he came back and took Feng Ye to school together.

The winter semester of the exchange school starts in October, and Yao Zhibei has to hand over materials and get used to life two months in advance, and it happens to be the day after his birthday when he leaves.

Feng Ye specially asked for a day off and made a cake for Yao Zhibei. He also gave Yao Zhibei a cake for his first birthday.

He laughed at himself and said that this is also a beginning and an end.

The orange-flavored mousse was very delicate, completely different from the first time he made it. Feng Ye stuck a candle on the cake, waiting for Yao Zhibei to make a wish.

The dim and warm light hit the young man's face, shadowy, Feng Ye lowered his eyes, the smell of butter on the tip of his nose made his stomach feel uncomfortable, but he still endured it, without showing any clues.

They kissed by candlelight, with the sweetness of orange blossom in their sweat.