Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The mathematics teacher did not see that scene, in fact, many students also saw Shen Mubai strangle herself, looked at her divine color mostly with fox suspicion.

Only Chen Jiahui and Du Yao looked at each other with horror and then turned pale.

“It's better to go to the hospital after school.” The math teacher euphemized.

Shen Kibai heard what he meant, couldn't explain, just said, “Thank you teacher for your concern. ”

She accidentally picked up the textbooks that landed on the floor and could still hear the conversations nearby.

“What just happened to Summer Leaf? How can she strangle herself? Is she sick? ”

“I think it's a little weird, don't you think she's changed since she left class? It can't be... a ghost. ”

“Don't be so frightening, there are no ghosts in this big day and there are no ghosts in this world. ”

Shen Mu whispered that she had felt that there were no ghosts in the world before, and now she almost strangled herself, reluctant to get into her own head to hold the system Cesar trembling.

Classmates in the class are scared, but most subconsciously believe that there are no ghosts in the world.

Except for two people.

After the next lesson, Chen Jiahui called out Du Yao. He had obvious anxiety and panic in his eyes, “I thought I almost died. ”

Du Yao was taken two steps back, his eyes were a little dodgy, covering up the panic in his tone, “Chen Jiahui, is that what you asked me to come out to say? ”

Chen Jiahui gasped and stared at her dead, “Du Yao, you're not like those people, believe it was just an accident? ”

Du Yao touched his line of sight, a nerve was like being stabbed, the tone was a little rushed, “Chen Jiahui, what's wrong with you! Wasn't it an accident or a ghost? ”

When the word came out, the bodies of both men were stiff.

“Du Yao, if Sha Ye hadn't grabbed me, I really think my head would have been cut in half.” Chen Jiahui couldn't help but tremble when he thought of that image.

Du Yao looked at him unemotionally, "Your thoughts don't work, no matter how it falls, you can't cut your head in half. ”

Chen Jiahui was silent for a while and suddenly said, “What if it's a ghost? ”

Du Yao's voice trembled slightly, trying to control his own disfigured expression, “Do you think it's still left? ”

Left encounter the name is like a taboo, opening the memories of two dusty people for years, who are afraid, disgusted, panicked, scared.

“Is that him?” Chen Jiahui grabbed his head tightly, "he returned to avenge us? ”

“Not to the left.” Du Yao was talking to him, like saying to himself, “If it wasn't him, he would have come to us three years ago, and if it was him, why would he pinch Summer Leaf, Summer Leaf and what kind of revenge does he have? ”

The clicking sound and the fall of the fan have been echoing in Chen Jiahui's mind. The bloody image stimulated his nerves, “Summer Ye saved me... she saved me...”

“So Left encounter is going to kill her... it must be like this... Left encounter... he came back and he came back”

Du Yao's teeth trembled, “Chen Jiahui, calm down, okay? It was just an accident. ”

“Accidental shit!” Chen Jiahui looked at her like crazy. “Why me? The fan is so new. Why did it suddenly fall? You tell me!”