After Transmigration, The Male Lead and I had a HE

“After you go back home, watch your wound and don’t let it touch water.”

To be honest, these words are already a big gesture for him to leave.

The rain outside has gradually stopped, and wind was blowing in. The thick layer of clouds had been washed away by this sudden rainstorm, and the sky slowly revealed a clear blue.

Xie Xinglin knew what she had meant. His eyes scanned Su Qiuge, his thin lips pursed slightly, turning it into a callous arc.

He realized that this trick didn’t seem to work on her.

After a long time, he said ok and turned to leave.

It might’ve been Su Qiuge’s illusion, but she felt that Xie Xinglin was unhappy again.

But she can’t care about whether or not he’s unhappy at the moment, because her own body is having a big problem.

She watched him close the door, shrugged her shoulders, plugged her nose with more tissues, and hurriedly found her mobile phone to search a few questions online.

She first searched for a quick way to stop a nosebleed.

Then the second question-

“Why do I get a nosebleed when I see a man’s abs?”

On the Good Doctors Q&A website, she saw that someone had asked the same question as she did, and a doctor had responded.

“—Hello, in your case of nosebleeds, it is recommended to go to the hospital for an ENT examination to see if the bleeding point can be found. According to the information you have provided, it is probably related to the temporary spike in blood pressure. It is recommended to take the Lanqin medicine. Remember not to pick your nose…”

After Xie Xinglin went out, his face became colder and colder.

He recalled the expression on Su Qiuge’s face just now, the face of her thinking that she might’ve had some sort of terminal illness, and frowned slightly. He couldn’t help but wonder what Su Qiuge’s brain is made of.

Then suddenly, he received a message on WeChat.

He glanced at it and saw that it was from Han Ming’s group.

Han Ming often shows off his dates with racing women and games in the group. What he talks about the most is his tips and strategies to get along with girls. He is very popular among that group of women.

In the past, Xie Xinglin was not very interested in these things, and he often ignores them after a glance, but now…

Someone was praising Han Ming to the moon and back, and after Han Ming has been completely flattered, he tossed a question out.

– Han, I’ve had a crush on my goddess for the longest time, but I don’t know how to get her. Teach me your ways. If we’re successful, I’ll treat you to dinner and let you borrow my new car. Do you think I should straight up confess? ?

It didn’t take long for Han Ming to reply: See, there’s your problem. In the face of girls who you can’t read, you must not confess directly. Otherwise, if they don’t like you, then you won’t even be able to be friends afterwards.

Xie Xinglin’s fingertips smoothed over the words “won’t even be able to be friends afterwards” on the screen, raised his eyebrows slightly, and paused. He wanted to exit at first, but continued to observe the conversation.

Somewhere, Han Ming, who was still enthusiastically typing and teaching them his strategies, shivered slightly. He felt a cold breeze swept from behind, but he only hesitated for a second before sending a voice note excitedly.

Xie Xinglin clicked on the voice while walking, listening to Han Ming’s voice coming from it:

“As an experienced person, I tell you for sure that before confessing, you must first make eye contact with a girl. If you know definitely that she likes you in that way, you should take action. Boys do need to take the initiative, but taking initiative doesn’t mean to jump into the mouth of a volcano. It means to take the initiative to attack and control the rhythm between you two. Some girls may just regard you as a friend before they know about your feelings. If you confess to them, they will be scared and may even alienate you. As time goes on, there would be basically nothing between the two of you anymore.”

After listening to this, the man immediately complimented Han Ming a bit more, and even sent a red envelope to the group, and then asked: What should I do? I can’t pursue her, I can’t tell her, then there’s no way to express how I feel.

Han Ming added: “You should be nice to her first, get close to her deliberately, create an ambiguous atmosphere, and observe her reaction. If she doesn’t reject you, it means there is a chance. You can try to get one step closer, and there are many other small strategies.”

After saying that, Han Ming sent a picture to the group. It was a screenshot of a chat between the two people.

Man: Do you like 老子 (me) ?

Woman: No.

Man: I don’t like him either. I prefer Mencius.

This image blew up the people lurking in the chat.

Immediately afterwards, the group posted a bunch of “hahahaha”, “wonderful” and “Han still got it.”.

Xie Xinglin looked down at the picture and sneered.

Would anyone really use such a stupid pickup line?

However, at this moment, a message appeared in WeChat.

Qiuqiu_wants_to_get_rich: You left your bag here. It hasn’t dried yet, so I’ll dry it for you, and I’ll give it back to you at school.

Qiuqiu_wants_to_get_rich: You finished your homework, right?

Xie Xinglin looked down at her message for a while.

Su Qiuge had already stopped her nosebleed, stuffing two small rolls of paper up her nose. She looked defeatedly at Xie Xinglin’s bag hanging by the entrance hall. It was still a little wet, so she hung the bag next to the heater, hoping it would dry faster.

Then, the opposite side of the chat replied with a message that seemed out of the blue.

Xing: Do you like 老子 (me)?

Su Qiuge looked down at the message, and at first glance she directly interpreted ita as—

Do you like me?

Her heart skipped a beat.