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Chapter 245 I Don’t Know How to Name the Fast Transmigration 1
Yin Xingchen stayed sleepless all night.

He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, wondering whether Song Mingyue would come as promised.

The sky was pale, and Yin Xingchen looked out the window intentionally or unintentionally.

The moment the sun jumped out of the sea level, the waves beat against the shore, making an intoxicating sound.

Yin Xing was in a trance, feeling sleepy.

"boom--"

"boom--"

"boom--"

Yin Xingchen suddenly woke up from his sleep.

He got up with a thunderous heartbeat, and opened the window abruptly.

"Good morning." Song Mingyue was wet all over, and the white shirt was wet by the sea water, making her body curves look faintly visible.

Just as Song Mingyue was about to forcefully climb in through the window, Yin Xingchen stopped her.

"Go to the main entrance of the courtyard." Yin Xing said in a deep voice.

Song Mingyue was not unhappy, but happily swam towards the small courtyard.

Song Mingyue came ashore, her wet body had hazy curves, emitting a strange light under the sun.

Yin Xingshen suppressed the palpitations in his heart and asked Song Mingyue to change into clothes that fit him.

Last night, Yin Xingchen not only bought rice noodles, but also bought some girly clothes.

When he, a grown man, went to the girl's underwear section, he blushed and wanted to bury his head in the cracks of the ground.

"Wait, you know how to wear it, right?" Yin Xingchen asked for some reason.

Song Mingyue nodded: "My friend taught me last night, I know."

"Oh." Yin Xingchen was only concerned with his face burning hot, completely ignoring the point of Song Mingyue's words.

Yin Xingchen cooked two bowls of noodles for Song Mingyue according to the standards of the day he first met Song Mingyue.

After Song Mingyue ate and drank enough, Yin Xingshen was in low spirits. He had no sleep last night, and now he was dozing off tightly.

"I'm a little tired... Take a nap, you're at home, watch TV, okay?"

Yin Xingshen didn't even care about Song Mingyue's identity as a stranger, but he didn't know why, but he firmly believed that this girl of unknown origin would not do anything ostentatious.

Yin Xing groped towards his bed in a daze. He slept for eight hours, and when he woke up again, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

When Yin Xingchen woke up, there was no sign of Song Mingyue in the living room. His heart sank, and he quickly checked the valuables at home.

Fortunately, there are many things at home, Yin Xingchen is not so uncomfortable.

It's just that Song Mingyue was gone, and his heart was still empty.

Yin Xing poked his head out dejectedly, only to find Song Mingyue in the small courtyard.

The sky was orange-yellow, and the sun was shining brightly and decadently.

Under the purple flower vines, Song Mingyue was wearing a white dress. The sea breeze blew the corners of her skirt and the ends of her hair, making her extremely beautiful.

There are also pure white sheets, fluctuating with the sea breeze in the afterglow.

"You..." Yin Xingchen was a little surprised.

Song Mingyue appeared between those white sheets and fluttered with the sheets, sometimes appearing and sometimes hiding, just like a mysterious conch girl.

"Have you had lunch yet?" Yin Xingchen asked.

Song Mingyue grinned and smiled: "No, I haven't learned how to cook yet."

Yin Xingchen quickly rolled up his sleeves and rushed into the kitchen, followed by Song Mingyue.

Yin Xingchen fried two poached eggs as usual, this time, he fried one more.

He cooked three bowls of noodles at a fast speed.

While Yin Xingchen was cooking the noodles, Song Mingyue was watching carefully from the side.

Song Mingyue suddenly realized, as if seeing a new continent: "So that's how it was done."

When the three bowls of noodles were served on the table, Yin Xingchen sprinkled chopped green onion while it was still hot, and the instant fragrance was overflowing, mouth watering.

"Delicious." Song Mingyue took a bite of the fried egg and praised it without hesitation.

Yin Xingchen was overjoyed, just like chatting with his relatives: "My grandpa is very picky, but he doesn't pick my noodles. He said that my noodles are just right, tough, and mellow."

Although Yin Xingchen boasted, Song Mingyue listened very seriously.

Yin Xingchen ate his noodles, and pretended to casually ask: "Are you coming tomorrow?"

Song Mingyue licked the corner of her mouth, looked at the red sun that was about to set on the sea level: "Come."

Song Mingyue smiled very sweetly, and she said with some regret: "My friend said, if you treat me well, I will treat you well, so I will wash clothes like the people in the small frame, but unfortunately I can't help you wash the dishes."

"I have to go back."

After Song Mingyue finished speaking, she jumped lightly, then jumped out of the small courtyard, jumped into the sea, dived into the bottom of the sea and left.

"Is it... Miss Conch?"

Yin Xingchen watched the sun sink to the sea level, and then watched Song Mingyue disappear into the sea.

That night, he had a dream, dreaming that Song Mingyue was a little conch and turned into a conch girl to accompany him.

That night, he also had a dream about the day his parents left the boat.

That day, he cried until the sky was dark, he was dressed in sackcloth and mourning, and he stood at the head of the harbor with his grandfather, looking at the distance of the sea level.

The white waves were beating layer by layer, wave after wave, beating the shore and beating his heart.

He cried heart-piercingly, but no matter how much he cried, his parents never came back.

Grandpa said that his parents went to see the Goddess of the Sea, and they went to enjoy the blessings. There is a paradise for the sea people, and there will be no more pain.

Suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the alarm clock on the table was ticking, never stopping.

Even if someone dies, the clock doesn't stop because of it.

Just as he was about to get up, his parents suddenly appeared beside his bed.

The parents were dripping wet and looked haggard.

Yin Xingshen's scalp was numb, he couldn't be said to be kind, nor could he be said to be scared, he suddenly burst into tears.

"Why are you willing to leave me and leave me and grandpa here?!"

He was so excited that he cried like a child.

At this moment, there was a warmth in his hand.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and a tear fell from the corner of his eyes.

Song Mingyue's hands were obviously not very warm and were obviously wet, but he still felt so warm and so reassuring.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Mingyue looked at him with ignorant eyes.

He smacked his lips: "It's nothing, you..."

"Why did you come in through the window again?"

Yin Xingchen looked at the half-opened window and the wet water stains.

"Oh, remember to go through the door next time..."

When Song Mingyue heard this, she showed her white teeth and small tiger fangs: "Okay."

Today's noodles were not made by Yin Xingchen, but by Song Mingyue's initiative.

When the cold oil was put into the pan and slowly boiled again, Song Mingyue's expression was very delicate, as if she was doing something very sacred.

Yin Xingshen is like an old lady, pointing Jiangshan aside.

Song Mingyue was very smart. Although the first fried egg was burnt, the second and third were perfect.

There is no skill in cooking noodles, nothing more than to see its doneness.

Song Mingyue's first bowl of noodles was hard, and the blanching time was too short, so that the noodles were not cooked.

"Come on, look, pick up a noodle and throw it on the wall. If it sticks firmly to the wall, it is done."

Yin Xingshen was teaching in a dignified manner, and Song Mingyue suddenly realized.

"you are great!"

Yin Xingchen smiled helplessly, and his smile froze when he smiled.

In the past, when his mother taught him how to cook noodles, he praised his mother like this.
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"Mom, you are amazing!"
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Yin Xing looked at Song Mingyue deeply, this girl of unknown origin seemed to have broken into his life silently, just like a conch girl.

Song Mingyue learned how to cook noodles. Although the taste is not as good as Yin Xingchen's skill, practice makes perfect after doing it a few times.

Song Mingyue took the initiative to wash the dishes, which made Yin Xingchen very pleased.

Yin Xingshen stood aside to take care of her. When he accidentally touched Song Mingyue's delicate skin, it felt strangely cold.

Unknowingly, Yin Xingchen moved up along Song Mingyue's hand.

Song Mingyue obviously didn't expect it either, but she didn't dodge, instead she looked with ignorant curiosity.

Yin Xingshen's eyebrows drooped slightly: "Why are your hands so cold now?" Then, Yin Xingshen pulled his hands away in a very sensible manner. After all, men and women are different.

Song Mingyue brushed her hand over her face: "Is it cold? It's not cold!"

Song Mingyue smiled, but Yin Xingchen couldn't.

Now there are a hundred kinds of endings in his mind that Song Mingyue is the conch girl and him.

After washing the dishes, Song Mingyue fiddled with the computer in the living room and asked Yin Xingchen to teach her how to surf the Internet.

Yin Xingchen is sure, and even a little happy, that he has his own conch girl.

However, such time was broken by an unexpected guest.

It was a man, a naked man.

The man has fair skin, deep eyebrows and three-dimensional facial features like a knife. When the man looked at Yin Xingchen with a heavy gaze and expressionless face, the word sea god suddenly appeared in his mind.

But aren’t all sea gods female?

Before Yin Xingchen could react, Song Mingyue called out Wu Zhe to the man.

"Wu Zhe?" Yin Xingchen murmured.

Song Mingyue happily introduced Wu Zhe to Yin Xingchen: "This is my friend. Although he looks fierce, he is very good."

Yin Xingchen was unhappy, he roughly pulled Wu Zhe, and threw his clothes to Wu Zhe.

"Put it on, don't expose your body in front of girls."

In Yin Xingchen's eyes, Wu Zhe is just like an exhibitionist.

When Yin Xingchen was examining Wu Zhe, Wu Zhe was also examining him.

Wu Zhe's eyebrows and eyes were very deep, and his cold eyes made Yin Xingchen very uncomfortable.

Yin Xingchen felt that the man named Wu Zhe in front of him was very strange.

"Are you the "person" Ah Yue met?"

Wu Zhe spoke clearly and standardly, completely different from Song Mingyue back then.

Yin Xingchen just gave a muffled hum, and stopped talking.

He can accept the conch girl, but what does this conch man in front of him mean?
Song Mingyue cooked a big bowl of noodles for Wu Zhe, Yin Xingchen was not happy, he pretended to watch TV, but his ears and eyes followed the two of them vaguely.

Song Mingyue smiled brightly, "He's fine."

Wu Zhe only chuckled lightly, with a hint of sarcasm: "Really?"

Song Mingyue was emotional: "Really, he gave me clothes to wear, and cooked me noodles and fish!"

Wu Zhe stopped the bowl and chopsticks: "I'll take you to meet the world and eat delicious food, get out of here."

"No!" Yin Xingchen, who was eavesdropping, blurted out at this time.

Wu Zhe stared at Yin Xingchen, and narrowed his eyes slightly. For some reason, Yin Xingchen shuddered suddenly.

His scalp was numb, and his hair stood on end, as if he was stared at by a dangerous cobra.

Wu Zhe was about to move, as if he was about to do something terrible to him.

After a while, Wu Zhe said dully, "Why not?"

Wu Zhe's voice was not as unpleasant as Song Mingyue's, it was very calm and magnetic, and even Yin Xingchen was vaguely envious of it.

Yin Xingchen couldn't tell why, and his whole body was flushed with suffocation.

Until now, Song Mingyue said: "Because he is my friend, I want to be with my friend."

Wu Zhe narrowed his deep eyes: "..., oh, that's fine, but I have to tell you one thing..."

Wu Zhe was on guard against Yin Xingchen, and whispered in Song Mingyue's ear.

Song Mingyue's pupils suddenly dilated, as if seeing a meaty cat.

"Are you serious?" Song Mingyue asked in surprise.

For the first time, Wu Zhe looked at Yin Xingchen with a smile on his face, Yin Xingchen was very upset, and always felt that Wu Zhe was not a good person.

I don't know what Wu Zhe said to Song Mingyue. Song Mingyue was very attached to Yin Xingchen, and Wu Zhe didn't stop him.

Even, Wu Zhe would deliberately create time for the two of them to be alone.

Yin Xingchen really couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Wu Zhe was selling, he made indirect remarks, but Song Mingyue said such a sentence.

"You like me, please, please like me!"

There was buzzing in his ears, and he was stunned for a long time before he was sure that Song Mingyue was not joking.

"Why?" Yin Xingchen asked curiously.

Song Mingyue still had the same smile on her face: "You like me, so I can be myself."

Yin Xing wanted to ask carefully, but he didn't dare to disturb Song Mingyue.

He didn't know what Song Mingyue's identity was, but he knew that it must be not simple.

He didn't want this to be Nankey Yimeng, and he didn't want Conch Girl to end up disappearing.

"So, do you like me?" Song Mingyue asked seriously.

Yin Xingchen smiled: "I kind of like it."

Song Mingyue was a little disappointed: "That won't work, you just have to like me very much."

Yin Xing was puzzled: "How much do you like a lot?"

Song Mingyue tilted her head: "Well... the kind of love that can make you like me with all your heart."
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At night, Yin Xingchen kept thinking about the kind of liking that Song Mingyue said about taking out his heart and liver.

Today was also when the sun set at sea level, and he watched Song Mingyue leave.

Besides Song Mingyue leaving, Wu Zhe also jumped into the sea.

At night, Yin Xingchen had another dream. He dreamed that Song Mingyue dug out his heart with a smile, and also dreamed that Song Mingyue was laughing at his heart.

He propped himself up in the dream, the skin on his chest was ripped apart, and there was still a faint light shining through. He only felt that his vision was blurred, and the scene in front of him became more and more unclear.

"Why..." He murmured weakly.

He couldn't see Song Mingyue's appearance clearly, he could only hear her rough giggle: "You have to like me, the kind of love you have to take out your heart and soul..."
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When he woke up from the dream, he was breathing heavily and sweat was dripping on his forehead.

He touched his heart in a panic, but fortunately, it was still beating strongly.

He suddenly thought, as if he really fell in love with Song Mingyue, fell in love with her, would he dedicate his heart wholeheartedly?
He can't guarantee it either.
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When Song Mingyue and Wu Zhe came, they also brought many sea creatures.

The seasoning at home is out, and he has to go to town.

He let Song Mingyue stay at home, but took Wu Zhe away.

For some reason, he trusted Song Mingyue a lot, but he just felt that Wu Zhe was dangerous.

Therefore, he will not put danger by Song Mingyue's side alone...

(End of this chapter)