Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Those things in junior high school are not glorious at all. He Dawei didn't want anyone present except a few of them, let alone he didn't know each other's history.

The other party thanked him a little slowly, and Shen Kibai grinned coldly in his heart.

However, Du Yao's face showed some awkward divinity, “Xia Ye... is also a victim. ”

He Dawei retracted his gaze, “In that case, don't talk too much of that nonsense. What the hell is going on? It scares you all to death. ”

He has always been like this. Du Yao took a deep breath and looked at Chen Jiahui Dao. “Chen Jiahui, tell me first. ”

Chen Jiahui blushed with a white face and shook his voice. “During class today, the fan on my head fell for no reason. It was Xia Ye who pulled me. ”

He Dawei leaned against the staircase railing with disdain, "Is that it? ”

Du Yao shook his head, “At first, I also thought this incident with Chen Jiahui was an accident, until I looked in the mirror and saw that the left encounter was a face of blood.” She said it here, inevitably shaking some fear, "and then... in gym class, I went back to the classroom by myself, and I heard someone walking around me, parked right behind me... and then I picked up the regular and stabbed myself in the neck uncontrollably... I could clearly feel that the cold breath was all around me, it must have been him on the left. ”

He Dawei's eyes jumped, “Du Yao, what are you talking about? If you want to manipulate me, you don't have to scare me with a dead man. ”

In his heart, a ghost such as this could not exist, so after hearing the words of the two Du Yao people, he still didn't think of it.

His mood was a little grumpy, and he looked at some people with a few bad points in his eyes.

Du Yao's situation is not better than Chen Jiahui's. She herself is in cold sweat. Even swallowing saliva is difficult. “He Dawei, these words are true. ”

“What's true? You still like what happens to the left. Is it true?” He Dawei scoffed with irony.

Du Yao's face suddenly became particularly ugly.

Shen Wood looked at her with a slight surprise in her heart.

Du Yao did not refute, that is, He Dawei said that she liked the left-handed thing to be true.

At this moment, He Dawei frowned and glanced at Zhou Hao, "You don't believe their bullshit, do you? ”

Zhou Hao's lips trembled slightly, subconsciously put his gaze on Chen Jiahui and Du Yao, then shook his head, “I don't know... but I told you about the near accident this morning, I'm not sure if it was a coincidence...”

He Dawei looked at them. Ha, his face trembled unnaturally, pulled his lips, "Anyway, I won't believe this unscientific thing, don't act like a psychopath, an accident scared my soul away. ”

But nobody, including Du Yao, was just standing in place in a trance with fear in his eyes.

He Dawei kicked a foot on the stairs and made a huge noise. He yelled angrily, “Left encounter is dead, he died three years ago. ”

“He Dawei, do you think what happened to the four of us was just a coincidence?” Chen Jiahui stared at him dead, seeping some blood in his eyes, looking unusually scary.