Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Chen Jiahui wiped his forehead and wiped the sweat from his hand on the clothes, silently saying, "Return to each other."

Zhou Yan looked up and looked at it, standing in the same place, hanging his eyes and motionless.

Du Yao went to Shen Mubai and whispered to her. "Xia Ye, the road we went home seems to be the same."

Shen Mubai thought, this is easy to handle, compared to several other, Du Yao is still a good talk.

So she said, "First exchange the contact number."

Several people exchanged contacts with each other. Zhou Wei was silent and did not know if he was scared.

Shen Mubai said, "Then we will go first."

"Wait." Chen Jiahui suddenly opened his eyes and stared straight at the eyes. "Xia Ye, I have something to ask you."

Shen Mubai glanced at him. "What?"

Du Yao, who is next to her, is also somewhat unclear.

Chen Jiahui looked with a little look. "So far, why did Zuo Yu only talk to you alone?"

Shen Mubai sneered in his heart, but he said, "Maybe because I am a stranger to him, and you are old acquaintances."

Her words fell into the ears of several people but they became tasteful. The face became pale and white. It was obviously in the summer night, but it seemed to fall into the hail. The chill suddenly rushed up, and the cold people were snoring.

Silently silent for a while, Du Yao shivered his mouth and said, "Go back, the left has not appeared for so long, maybe he will not appear today."

Although this may sound self-deception, it is undeniable that the fears in several people have dissipated a little.

When he finally parted ways, Shen Mubai Yuguang saw it, Zhou Wei slightly bowed his back, and silently followed Chen Jiahui.

Chen Jiahui glanced at him with a look. "Zhou, I remember that the way you went home is not with me."

Zhou Yan mouthed a move, "I am going to live here today."

She retracted her gaze and thought that although Zhou Yi had the lowest sense of existence and the most inconspicuous, among several people, she was also the most afraid of death.

Du Yao clung to her arm all the way, his face was pale and the paper was like a piece of paper. The roadside was a little bit of wind and grass, and he could shake his body and shake it.

Shen Mubai was tightly licked by her nails, which was a little painful, but she had to bear it for the sake of the words, "Du Yao."

Du Yao looked at her with a look.

Shen Mubai whispered, "What happened to you before and to the left?"

Like being pulled a little nerve, Du Yao’s eyelids trembled and silenced for a while. “When I was in the third grade, I transferred to our class. His performance was very good, but his personality was rather detached. At the beginning we were I don't know his family, but I don't know who passed it. I said that Zuo Yu is a single-parent family and a father who loves to drink."

Said this, Du Yao suddenly remembered, "Since then, Chen Jiahui several people from time to time to find the trouble of the left, say something difficult to listen."

When she said this, she did not say more in detail, but she stopped her mouth. Perhaps she was afraid that Chen Jiahui knew the trouble of finding her. Maybe she had other scruples.

Shen Mubai did not ask, just said, "What about you?"

Du Yao red eyes, thinking of the left encounter in memory, the mood is very complicated, "At that time, close to the senior high school entrance examination, the class teacher told us that each class in the third grade has a guaranteed number of places, the person who received the guaranteed quota has extra bonus, the class of our class People are left."

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