Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

“A little smaller, much smaller? ”

Azhao looked at Chumu and hummed softly: “26. ”

Chumu repeated in surprise: "You 26? ”

It's not a trick, it's a real surprise.

Chumu thought Zhao was only in his twenties, even if he was an adult.

Actually, the student, he didn't mean to fool people.

But how could he not have guessed that this 20 or more would be 26?

Zhao touched his face and hummed softly: “Can't you look small? ”

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Chumu nodded quickly: "Sure, how many people have dreamed of it! ”

Chumu looked at Ah Zhao and suddenly asked a very bad question about the scenery.

“You said you were a volunteer, so how long would you stay here? ”

Zhao stunned for a moment: “What? ”

She reacted quickly to what Trumu was saying: "How long do you think you'll be... this...”

She looks a little complicated, like there's something hidden about her.

[Actually - A Zhao: I haven't figured out the answer yet.

And Trumu looked at her and thought it was hard to say.

He thinks he should be very considerate to say the last word, it's okay, it's not easy to say.

But the mouth is unwilling to cooperate.

And finally, he said, “When will you go back to your future? ”

Zhao's little head turned around and finally came up with an answer.

She looked seriously at Trumu, and the answer was nothing short of a stick: “This thing... I don't know! ”

Chumu shrugged.

Zhao began to make up stories: “I volunteer, our machines are not really mature. At the time, technicians said they were also unable to accurately control the correct return time of the shuttle. So...”

She opened her hand to Chumu: “It could be years or even decades from now, or...”

She lowered her voice: “Tomorrow. ”

Chumu's eyes were tight.

He looked at her relaxed, but he couldn't be as relaxed.

He felt a little tingling in his throat: "Aren't you... worried? ”

Zhaomo: “What are you worried about? ”

Chumu saw her without heart and lungs, angry and helpless, and finally could only sigh a long time.

There was silence between them.

Zhao likes this unknown silence the least.

She was about to come up with a topic, and Chumu suddenly said it again.

He sounded very light this time.

Little to Zhao almost didn't hear.

But in the end, Zhao still heard.

He said:

“Will you ever miss me again? ”

When Chumu finished asking, he stopped talking.

He stood quietly, holding his breath.

Listen carefully, scared to miss Zhao's answer.

It's a very stressful thing.

Unfortunately, the little unconsciousness across the street is destined to break the atmosphere.

Almost three seconds after the end of the question, Zhao answered:

“- Of course I'll miss you! ”

Chumu: “! ”

He almost came along and said, "I'm gonna miss you too, and I can't stand you. ”

The other side has already said the following:

“You're my favorite author, Big Daddy! Good personality, so handsome again, even if I go back, I will never forget you. ”

Chumu: “…”

He didn't know what it was like, and the ghost made God worse by saying, "Is it just the author? ”