Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shen Wood White lined up beside him, "Left encounter. ”

“Left encounter.” She shouted again.

The teenager was not expected to see her, hear her voice, but simply wanted to call his name and silently accompany him through the journey.

Left encounter stopped.

Shen Kibai stopped with him, and she looked at the teenager, "What happened to the left? ”

Slightly raised his head to the left, he reached out and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, slightly shrugging the curtains with a dead, silent smell.

Shen Kibai said, "There's one more thing there. ”

The teenager didn't hear her.

Shen Wood stretched out his hand, simulating a solid scrubbing off the blood filament that seeped out of his cheek because of the skin rupture, and said softly, "I'm sorry, if I could, I would have snatched you away like a Superman, when you were born, and sent you the best thing in the world. ”

Lifting the curtain slightly on her left side, she reached out her finger and touched it on her cheek, passing through her and erasing the bleeding from that point.

She laughed silently, she didn't know what she was laughing at, and then the tears suddenly fell.

She doesn't know what it's like to have a family, but if it is, she thinks she'd rather not.

Left encounter continued forward, he climbed the stairs and walked slightly slowly.

Shen Kibai knew that Chen Jiahui's fists and feet were less than light on him. Even if he was in pain, his left face would not reveal these emotions.

The two men stopped in front of room 401, and Zuo Fuzhong did not seem to be home. He took the key and opened the door, walked in and changed his shoes with the light on.

Shen Mubai followed him from start to finish, watching him in silence.

Zuo Fuzhong didn't come back until about 9: 00. He drank alcohol and held a bottle of wine in his hand. He then laid down on the couch and poured a few more sips.

Shen Mubai felt disgusted when he saw him, and countless times his vicious heart thought, simply let Zuo Fuzhong die.

But just to think, instead of dying the way they wanted, they lived well and lived like scum in this world.

Shen Jibai glanced at him coldly and returned to his left room.

Left encounter is making a roll, college entrance exam is almost here.

He shrugged his eyes slightly, his eyes dropped on it, and he wrote slowly.

Shen Kibai also fantasized that when he met high school on the left, moving out of this place and starting a new life, it should be much better.

But she forgot that the left was going to die.

So when Zuo Fuzhong knocked on the door to the left, she just stared at the scum with disgust and tiredness.

Zuo Fuzhong ran out of alcohol, and he scolded Zuo in a drunken manner to let him buy it for himself.

Left met silently and went out with the money and bought a dozen beers.

Zuo Fuzhong drank wine and lay on the sofa in the living room.

It won't be long before I wake up again, "Little bastard, get me out of here. ”

Write a scroll in the room to the left and ignore him this time.

Zuo Fuzhong shouted a few more times. He began to get a little angry and impatient, and then walked over with the bottle shaking.

Then he started knocking on the door to his left, knocking with a bang.

Shen Mubai felt that Zuo Fuzhong's spirit was a little overwhelmed. He feared that Zuo would really open the door and that he had not picked up anyone outside the door from the beginning.

Zuo Fuzhong scolded, “How dare you not fucking listen to me..."