Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Fantasizing left encounter to stare at them nearby for a while, thinking left encounter must not want to let them go, the next target is likely to be himself again, the fear and fear in his heart has almost crumbled him.

Zhou Hao was thinking about the words of Du Yao and Chen Jiahui, and the near accident this morning. The more he thought about something wrong, everything became weird and gloomy. A chill spread along his back, even the laughter around him had some horrible meaning.

The scene of junior high school slipped right in front of me, and the day the news of death came to their left, several of them were still discussing it.

“Hey, why didn't you come to class when you said left?” Chen Jiafui sat proudly in his seat, carrying a lollipop.

He Dawei snapped, “Afraid of us. Just his hard bone, I think I need to teach him a few more lessons before I can listen. ”

Zhou Hao followed the milk at the front desk, opened the straw and drank it. “We didn't do much. What if we were visited by the teacher, how many of us would we do? ”

“How dare he?” Chen Jiahui glanced around and lowered his voice, “Besides, who cares about his family, an alcoholic father? If you want to stay in this school, be smart and know what to do. ”

He Dawei smashed his mouth, “Those little tricks used to be cheap on him. ”

Zhou Hao didn't think so, “Left encounter this person spleen isolation depression, unlike other single-parent family children, is a hard bone, we have to slow down and have fun later. ”

When the teacher said that Left was killed at home, Zhou Hao's heart was a little panicked and worried, but he was relieved when he heard that it was not because of them, but because his father who met Left killed him.

After only a few months in the middle of the year, they threw the man behind their head and forgot everything.

And now, again, in their lives.

This time, they did not take the lead, but the left.

He Dawei really didn't want to hear the name of a dead person. Some of the fires kicked the basketball back on the field and made a gesture to those people, turning around, "What the hell is wrong with you people? Left encounter was just three years ago already dead. What's wrong with a dead person? ”

“What if he turns into a ghost and comes to us?” Chen Jiahui, who was still bowing his head, looked up at him, his face turned white into a piece of paper.

Shen Kibai photographed the dust on the school skirt and looked at these people coldly, "Are you sure you want to talk here? ”

A few people were slightly stunned and saw some of the students passing by with a different look.

Du Yao wiped off the runny nose and shivered. "Let's go somewhere else. He Dawei, believe it or not, needs to hear about our affairs. ”

He Dawei was irritated by their mysterious and strange state and sighed, “Okay, I wonder what a dead man can do to you. ”

Eventually it stopped on the 78th floor of the experimental building.

“Come on, there's nobody here, you can say it, wait.” He Dawei turned his gaze to Shen Kibai, "your name is Xia Ye, thank you for helping me just now, but some of our old classmates want to talk, see if you need to avoid it? ”