I, social fear, addicted to stickers [Transmigration Book]

In the dusk of spring, the thick double-layer floor-to-ceiling curtains completely cut off the already thin sunlight, and the bedroom was in a stagnant darkness. It could only be vaguely discerned that the bed and under the bed were full of things.

After a while, Song Tang, who was curled up on the bed, pushed away the one-meter-tall lop-eared rabbit in his arms, and got up irritably.

He turned on the wall lamp by the bedside and looked at the room occupied by all kinds of plush toys. His bright eyes slowly sank, and the obvious blue and black eyes showed a little tiredness and sleepiness.

After traveling for a week, he basically figured out what happened to this person with the same name and appearance as him.

A sea king who likes to raise fish. His parents divorced early. He has no mother since he was a child. His father passed away a few years ago. No one cares about him. He makes friends who don’t care about him. It’s not difficult for him to hide his identity. It is not without precedent that the change of temperament is caused.

As for the president, he has already taken up his job. The industry is different, but the business logic is the same. Although the company's affairs are difficult, there are ways to handle them. The only trouble is——

Song Tang looked at the door with helplessness in his eyes, he had to cross over by himself, without the kiss that was related to his life!

He, the society is afraid of one.

People around him said that he was cold and arrogant, but he didn't deny it. He really didn't know how to joke with others calmly. If he was said to be cold, he would be cold.

It was easy to talk about when he was in school, but after work, as the CEO, he couldn't stop going to the company every day.

Therefore, he can pretend to be cold during the day and barely survive, and when he comes home at night, he has to stick to his precious baby, so that he can face the life of the next day.

Rongrong accompanied him for seven years, but she was completely lost because of time travel.

He bought all kinds of fluffy dolls by chance, but after a week of tossing around, he couldn't find any fluffy dolls to replace them!Been having insomnia for the past two days.

And when he got up early this morning, he found that he couldn't even get out the door of this apartment, let alone meet people.

He was thinking about what to do, when a call came in, he glanced at it, it was an assistant who had been with him for a few days, subconsciously he didn't want to answer it, he was very resistant to answering the phone, let alone in the current extremely tense situation down.

He slowed down, hung up the phone, and replied to the other party, "I have a rest today."

"Okay, I understand, Mr. Song, please open the door. There are a few documents that need to be signed, and I have something else to tell you."

Having said that, Song Tang had to compromise, he didn't want to delay work because of his social fear - he had to find a fluffy as soon as possible.

He shuffled out of the bedroom, closed the door, and moved slowly towards the entrance.

To be honest, he didn't want to see anyone, and when his hands were on the doorknob, he was trembling slightly, and he opened the door after the assistant rang the doorbell again.

Quickly glanced at the assistant, who was dressed in professional attire and had neatly rolled up long hair, he turned around and walked inside without looking at him.

Looking at Song Tang's back, although Liang Ying had some doubts, she was generally satisfied. She accepted the fact that the flamboyant Sea King suddenly turned into a cold and arrogant boss, and she was much more at ease than before.

Song Tang sat down on the sofa, just wanting to quickly sign and send people away.

He flipped through the documents and signed them one by one.

The original owner's handwriting is not very good, and he basically doesn't use a pen at ordinary times, and his signatures are all designed by others, so if he uses his own handwriting instead, it will not arouse suspicion from others, just say that he changed his signature.

Liang Ying waited quietly. She stared at Song Tang, feeling for the countless times that Nu Wa was too biased in creating humans. This is obviously the leader of the second generation ancestors and the best of the bastards, but Song Tang is really good-looking.

Dark coffee-colored hair, soft texture, pupils are lighter amber brown, bright and transparent, the arc from the center of the eyebrows to the tip of the nose is straight, but not too sharp, and complements the smooth bow of the lips, even with a tired face, it is still beautiful A good look that makes people yearn for.

Liang Ying sighed in her heart, because she was good-looking, rich, and willing to spend money, the fish that Song Tang had hooked up with in the past few years were all over the five oceans, and they were all modest.

Strange to say, the face that seemed flirtatious and affectionate last week is now somewhat alienated and arrogant with the change of temperament.

She couldn't say she wasn't pleased with this change.

All this time, she was the one who took care of the mischievous King Song Hai. From the car accident to now, the fish in President Song's fish pond never stopped, but Song Tang didn't see anyone when he was hospitalized.

Once he was discharged from the hospital, he couldn't live in the villa, so he had to move to this two-bedroom apartment. Fortunately, those fish couldn't find the place, otherwise the door would probably be crushed.

After putting away the last document, Song Tang fell silent, he didn't like being stared at like this, not to mention he was not in a good condition now.

The anxiety in his heart continued to accumulate, "If you have something to say, you can leave."

Looking at Song Tang with an indifferent expression and faint irritability between his brows and eyes, Liang Ying didn't show much surprise, and said in a steady tone, "You used to find someone to go out with you four or five days a week, but you have been refusing recently, Mr. Song, I I can receive a lot of messages in a day, do you need someone to accompany you tonight? Who will accompany you? I can arrange it."

Hearing this, Song Tang paused, and couldn't help complaining in his heart, the second generation ancestor was not enough to raise fish, even meeting him was like a flop, thinking he was the emperor?

He didn't care much about the original owner, "Clean it up, and we won't have any more contact with each other in the future."

Liang Ying was really surprised now, "You don't want your old love anymore?"

"No."

"What about the new lover?"

"No."

Liang Yingmo was silent, and asked tentatively, "Are you sure? Nothing else, you have been chasing Fang Yingdi for two months, and you have broken the record. Are you really planning to give up?"

After finishing speaking, she added something in her heart, and she didn't say it out to offend the other party - "Xin Huan" hasn't caught up yet.

Song Tang glanced at Liang Ying, quickly looked away, and asked, "Is this how you work as an assistant?"

Hearing the boss's cold sarcasm, Liang Ying was calm, but in a good mood, "Of course not, I don't want to complain, after all, everyone knows about your romantic history with various people."

Song Tang was very annoyed, "No, no, don't mention it again..."

Wait, what did Liang Ying just say?Hugging left and right with people, hugging people... hugging real people?And - real stickers!

He was taken aback by his own thoughts, subconsciously rejected it, and couldn't help thinking about it.

He curled up his fingers, now, even if there is only one Liang Ying, even if the other party has entered the door less than 10 minutes ago.

Even in an environment that he has gradually become familiar with and feels at ease, he has begun to nervously want to escape.

It definitely won't go on like this.

If you can't find a plush toy similar to Fluffy, can you try it with others?Might be useful?

With the mentality of breaking the pot, Song Tang stood up, "Give me their information and photos."

Try it, hope it can be useful, post it, and then give the other party enough benefits, they can get what they need, it is a win-win situation.

After receiving the document from Liang Ying, Song Tang opened it and couldn't help but be convinced.

He has seen the original owner's WeChat friend list, there are not many serious names, most of them are numbered, it can be seen that he is serious about raising fish and operating fish ponds, but the more serious he is, the more he feels that the original owner is not Treat people like people.

It's not a loss if you call it a villain.

Yes, that's right, he was very lucky. He disguised himself as the protagonist's half-villain brother, and made things difficult for his younger brother after he graduated from university and entered the company. In the end, his younger brother and the protagonist took away all his family property and died tragically on the street.

After an accidental death, he could get a chance to do it all over again. He didn't want to be trapped in a small room for the rest of his life, and he didn't want to let down such a rare opportunity.

He wants to strive to live in peace with the protagonist, to avoid the violent and violent attack of the protagonist, to survive first, and then to rectify the company that has been plagued by the original owner... Cough, thinking too far.

Right now he has to get out first, otherwise everything else is empty talk.

Song Tang compared and deleted the fishes, and finally fixed his gaze on a photo.

His eyes were burning, staring at the man in the photo, Fang Hening?That's it.

It looks calm and easy-going, the outline of the face is between clear and soft, it is very well handled, it has no offensive power, but it makes people unforgettable at a glance, it fits his eyes very well.

Especially the pair of pitch-black peach blossom eyes that seem to be covered with a thin layer of ice, which are cold but more affectionate, and he doesn't like it if they are too gorgeous.

And this temperament is properly a healing system that is sensible and not clingy!The key is to keep a low profile!

By the way, he checked Fang Hening's resume. He is a good actor, but he has far more supporting roles than leading roles in his acting career.

On the one hand, he is so talented that he has won two movie stars with the only two leading male leads. On the other hand, does it mean that Fang Hening's resources are mediocre?That's exactly what he can give.

Thinking of this, Song Tang sent a message to Fang Yingdi, who was in the remark capture, to make an appointment to meet.

While waiting, he looked up the chat records of the two, and found that Fang Hening seldom replied to messages, but the original owner sent them every day, and mentioned several times that he wanted to be the film king's beneficiary, giving him whatever he wanted. My heart is straight, this superficial dog licking is actually the style of Neptune, he really can't do it.

But according to Fang Hening's indifferent attitude, can you agree to meet him?

Song Tang was still thinking about what to do if King Actor Fang didn't reply. A dialog box popped up, very concise, "Address?"

He breathed a sigh of relief, sent the hotel address, and arrived at the reserved room first.

He didn't turn on the light, and after drawing the curtains, he sat on the single sofa by the window, clasped his hands on his lap - he couldn't stop shaking.

He didn't want strangers to enter his apartment, and for him now, going out was already the limit. Fortunately, Liang Ying helped book the room, and he didn't meet anyone along the way, and the front desk didn't push too much. Otherwise, he might not even be able to enter the room.

Song Tang took a few deep breaths slowly and back and forth. The unfamiliar environment was simply aggravating his tension and anxiety. When he thought of meeting a stranger later and making such excessive demands, he felt a little out of breath. I was so angry, my palms were full of cold sweat.

No, in his current state, meeting strangers is too difficult for him, or...forget it?

He was retreating when the electronic lock beeped briefly, and then the door opened, and the warm light in the corridor came in, and he froze all over.

The door was fully opened, looking at the person standing in the light, Song Tang couldn't help clasping his fingers. In the photo, he only thought Fang Hening had a good figure, but when he saw it, he was a few centimeters taller than him.

His eyes trembled, he was very nervous, but he had to force himself to calm down, he had come, he would try anyway, but facing Fang Hening's gaze, he couldn't open his mouth at all, what he wanted to say was almost ashamed fry!

In the darkness, silence spread.

Fang Hening stood at the door. He took off his sunglasses and didn't turn on the light immediately. He suppressed the depression and anger of the day in his heart. When he touched Song Tang's eyes, he seemed to be soothed miraculously.

The always flamboyant and arrogant Second Patriarch Song Haiwang seemed to be a different person, sitting quietly, cold and introverted, even in the dark at a distance, he could still see the slightly flushed cheeks of the other party, the water was shining brightly His eyes, from head to toe, are conveying a message——

"hug me".

Fang Hening raised the corners of his lips. He was annoyed and planned to go to the shooting range to play a few targets to relax. Unexpectedly, both of them received a message from Song Tang again, wanting to be his sponsor?

Success, hit the guns, choose another day than hit the sun, just settle the matter today.

But before you start, you might as well take a look at what kind of tricks are being played here, the fun that comes to your door is not for nothing.

With the prolongation of the stalemate, Song Tang's sense of tension rose little by little, and the opening remarks that had been prepared in advance could not be uttered, and he was so embarrassed that he just wanted to run away.

After a while, he said in a cold voice, "You come, I'll take it as your agreement. Take off your clothes, lie on the bed, and don't move."

He didn't dare to say a long sentence, if he stuttered, would he lose the face of his benefactor?The cards must be held at any rate, and the field must be restrained first, so that when he makes strange moves later, the opponent will not be able to question him.

Hearing this, Fang Hening paused, and raised his hand to turn on the light.

Song Tang, who didn't meet Yingdi Fang's eyes, but only watched the other party's movements in the dark, quickly stopped and said, "Don't turn on the light! Listen to what I say, don't make up your own mind!"

He was cold and forceful, but his voice was visibly trembling.Facing Song Tang like this, Fang Hening was surprised.

He walked in and closed the door, took off his coat slowly, and slowed down his speech, "It's okay to take off your clothes, Mr. Song, to what extent? The coat, or..."

Song Tang was so ashamed, his fingernails were on the back of his hand, he could barely resist the thought of running away, "Coat! Top! Don't...don't talk nonsense."

Fang Hening closed his mouth obediently, took off his shirt in a calm manner, and lay down on the side of the bed.

In the dark and quiet space, there was a rustling sound of fabric rubbing, Song Tang couldn't help blushing, and began to question whether the decision he made in a daze was correct, but he couldn't help it when the arrow was on the string. Something, even if he wants to leave now.

After 5 minutes, he stood up bravely and unbuttoned his clothes with trembling fingers.

The author says:

It's over, the treasures can rest assured to enter the pit——