After entering the time travel text, I got on well with the male protagonist

My name is Tan Hao, and I am a girl.

I'm kind of at a loss as to what's going on right now.

According to my reading experience, I should be in the novel "After Time Traveling and the Male Protagonist" that I just finished reading, and I wore it on the body of the male protagonist "Tan Hao" with the same name and surname.

The surrounding environment is very quiet, only the sound of the nib touching the table can be heard. I am no stranger to this sound. Judging from the test papers on the table, it should be a Chinese test.

At this time, I heard a "crash", and it was actually me who knocked the pencil case to the ground in a moment of panic, and the fountain pen scattered all over the floor, and many people looked at me right away.

I felt my face was hot, and I quickly bent down to pack my things, when I accidentally found a mirror.

Is this what was in the original pencil case?

I was curious about my appearance, I didn't know if it was my own face or the face of "Tan Hao" in the book, so I looked at this face in the mirror.

It seems to satisfy the setting that "Tan Hao" is good-looking in the book. My facial features have not changed, but the overall appearance is much tougher. I can be said to be a heroic girl or a feminine boy.

I smiled wryly, wondering if my mother would recognize me when she saw me like this?

How have I become in real life?Is time stopped, or is it missing?Or... death?

Thinking of this, I feel scared, and my eye sockets are hot. When the exam bell rang, I wiped my eye sockets quickly, and then I noticed something.

There is another person in the mirror, looking at me.

My heart skipped a beat, my first reaction was to quickly put away the mirror so that no one would notice, but then I recalled the original book.

That seat...it seems to be another protagonist in the original book, named Yan Xun?

Just when I was hesitating, I could see the man's appearance.

He has fair skin and looks clean, but his expression is full of sinisterness.

I had an illusion for a moment, as if I was being watched by a falcon, and goose bumps immediately appeared on my hands. I quickly put away the mirror and didn't look at him.

Why does Yan Xun look at me like this?

Is it because I looked at him in the mirror and made him angry?

— No, not right.

Before I looked at him in the mirror, he stared at me with an unkind expression. It was not Yan Xun's eyes on "me", but Yan Xun's eyes on "Tan Hao".

But why did Yan Xun look at "Tan Hao" like this?

Shouldn't he like "Tan Ho"?

For a while, distracting thoughts filled my head. I had a childhood sweetheart who kept saying that I was an idiot. I admit that I am not very smart, so I just didn't think about it.

That's the freedom to be an idiot.

The test papers were collected, and I saw that I didn't write most of them, so I couldn't help being a little anxious, but I couldn't rashly break the exam rules, so I had no choice but to give up.

At this time, the boy sitting in front of me suddenly turned his head. He smiled as soon as he saw me, and said heartily, "God Tan Hao, how did you do in the Chinese test this time?"

I was stunned for a moment, and the memory of reading the original book was overwhelming, and then I remembered that the person in front of me was Yin Feibai, who was a good friend of "Tan Hao".

I have never understood the conversations between boys. My best friend and I always talk in a soft voice. Yin Feibai's sudden surprise surprised me.

I reluctantly said, "It's...not bad."

Yin Feibai looked at me with contempt instantly. I am familiar with this look. It is the look of a scumbag watching a bully say something like "I didn't pass the exam". He obviously thinks that I should say "not bad" but rather is "very good".

Just as Yin Feibai was speaking, a hand grabbed Yin Feibai's wrist suddenly.

It was a slender hand with five fingers, and the veins on the back of the hand were protruding, which showed that the other party was grasping quite hard.

I followed my hand and looked up, only to see that it was Yan Xun.

Yan Xun's expression made me a little scared.

The word that is most often used to describe Yan Xun in Mingming Book is "indifference", but in my opinion, he is not indifferent but cruel, especially when this expression of extreme cruelty appears on his face, he behaves like "indifference". Especially like murderers—it turns out that most serial killers are pretty good looking.

Under Yan Xun's powerful aura, Yin Feibai looked as pitiful as a mouse. He opened his eyes and looked at Yan Xun, his whole body bent backwards, probably feeling as frightened as I am.

At this time, Yan Xun suppressed his voice and pronounced a name very quickly and in a low voice.

His voice was a little trembling, as if he wanted to confirm something to Yin Feibai urgently and almost humbly, but I didn't understand, what did he want to confirm when he pronounced a name?

The three words of the name, I could vaguely hear the pronunciation at the beginning similar to the word "Tan".

Yin Feibai's eyes became blank for a moment.

At this moment, Yan Xun suddenly let go of the opponent's hand.

His hands were shaking, undetectable, but I was sure he was.

Yan Xun obviously wanted to grab Yin Feibai's hand, but it seemed that something invisible was resisting him, forcing him to let go.

Suddenly, Yan Xun seemed to give up, his hand naturally dropped, took a deep look at Yin Feibai and left.

His stature is tall and tall, his waist and back are not very straight, as if there is an invisible stone weighing heavily on him, he is like a distressed returning home, carrying a heavy burden to go back, every step seems to be suffering.

It's clear that his expression just now was a bit creepy, but inexplicably, I feel sorry for him now.

But what about it?

Now I am inexplicably transmigrated into a book, isn't it pitiful?

After Yan Xun left Yin Feibai disheartened, I paid special attention to him.

He was very distraught for quite a long time, listless every day, as if he was drifting through the day. In class, he occasionally looked out of the window and lost his mind, and most of the time he touched the desk, as if he was remembering someone.

Several times, I peeked at him with a small mirror and he could still find him, but my eyes and his eyes did not meet in the air. I realized that the person he was looking at was not me, but Yin Feibai.

If I hadn't been familiar with the original work, I would have doubted what was going on between him and Yin Feibai.

Only recently has he changed.

I found him reading a book, an evil book.

--"Quantum mechanics"

There was a change in his trance posture.

He no longer stared out the window, and no longer touched the table. Instead, he flipped through the book with his right hand and rested his chin with his left hand, not so much lost in thought as in deep thought.

I have a vague premonition that he has changed from "tranced" to "thoughtful", and will soon change from "thoughtful" to something else.

He was making quantitative changes every day, and sure enough, the day before yesterday, he finally made a qualitative leap.

He didn't come to school.

According to the plot of the original book, reasonable development should be the daily love life of my "Tan Hao" and "Yan Xun" contestants. However, I have only talked to Yan Xun very few times since I traveled through the book.

Total strangers.

In this regard, not only I have doubts, but also the people around me.

Sure enough, I am still suitable for playing with girls. In the class, I met two girls, Xia Yongqin and Qiao Jie. They were very generous when chatting with me, and gradually the barriers disappeared.

Once, Xia Yongqin asked me if I had a quarrel with Yan Xun. He was very friendly with me before, but he didn't talk much recently.

I told her the truth, even if I didn't know, she suggested that I ask her face to face.

On this day, with her encouragement, I found Yan Xun, summoned up my courage and said, "Yan Xun, can I talk to you?"

I felt that I was very stiff when I spoke, not the way that "Tan Hao" would be at all. I simply asked Yan Xun to speak in a place where no one was around. He rarely came to school today, and I didn't want to miss it.

I was nervous while talking, imagining how he would respond to me, perhaps with a deadpan expression, or with extreme indifference, but it was impossible to answer my words with a smile on his face.

However, unexpectedly, he seemed to be in a good mood.

He directly avoided my question, looked at me and said, "I'll ask the whole class to sing K after school today, remember to come too."

I was taken aback.

Sing K?

My question was asked directly out of my head: "You have racked your brains these two days just to ask the whole class to sing K?"

Yan Xun didn't wonder why I knew what he was thinking, he just smiled, and that smile didn't show the meaning of joy, but there was a sense of relief.

He whispered: "Let me do what he didn't do."