Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come For a Hug

Cheng Shuyan went home earlier than usual.

But he forgot that he didn't have the key.

Usually when he is after school, Ruan Zhu is at home.

Maybe he came back early today and knocked on the door but no one opened it.

Cheng Shuyan had to squat by the door and waited quietly.

After waiting for about five minutes, he found that he could not wait any longer.

I really want to see her, even if I just chat with her.

He didn't know when he was used to her existence. He had given up on himself a long time ago. He was unwilling to study or deal with other people. The only thought was to make Cheng Yuhao realize his mistake and apologize to his mother who died.

Her appearance was considered an accident, and unexpectedly, he felt that the world was still very beautiful.

Even if he was just sitting next to her, listening to her teach himself those knowledge points in a gentle tone, and looking at her profile, he felt at ease.

Cheng Shuyan took out his mobile phone and sent her a message.

Yun Fanfan was still on the bus. She was afraid that those who followed her would know the nearby police station and refused to go there. She deliberately ran to a far place.

So when you come back, you have to make several transfers.

At first she hadn't heard the phone ring, but only then vaguely heard it.

I took out my mobile phone and saw that it was a text message from Cheng Shuyan.

"Is the teacher home?"

This one was sent five minutes ago.

Probably because she didn't reply, the other party couldn't wait and sent another one.

"why do you ignore me?"

Although there are only words, Yun Fanfan has automatically substituted his face and voice in his mind.

It seems a little pitiful.

Yun Fan pursed his lips and replied: I'll be home in half an hour. It should be time for class now, don't use mobile phones.

"Oh."

Just one word, it can be seen that the other party has been very wronged.

Cheng Shuyan was indeed wronged.

She couldn't wait to see her, but she was so cold towards herself.

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved, he simply put the phone back in his pocket and ignored it.

The boy hung his head, half-dangling eyelashes, covering his eyes, obviously tall, but squatting at the door, like a pet abandoned by his owner.

I put my finger in my pocket countless times, trying to call her, listen to her voice, and fear that she will be angry.

His face was full of entanglement. Master Cheng has always been doing his own way. This is the first time that he has nothing to do with a person.

Yun looked out the window, the car was driving fast, her sight only swept away, but she saw the couple standing in front of the toy store.

The girl nestled in the boy's arms with a sweet smile.

She thought about it and sent another text message: "I will buy a gift for you when I come back."

When the prompt sounded, Cheng Shuyan took out his mobile phone almost immediately.

There was only one line on it, but he read it over and over again and again, looking very carefully.

The grievances that had just been swept away, the young man's expression was flying, and the beautiful dimples on his cheeks appeared again.

The lips are like crescent moons, curved, as if even the upward arc carries joy.

He replied: OK.

Yun Fan didn't know what gift to buy, so he deliberately opened Baidu search.

When searching, she thought about it, and then typed: What is the best gift for a couple?

The answers inside were varied. She looked over them one by one and remembered those items that were listed more frequently. In the final summary, she found that it was the most spent.

Send flowers?

Isn’t it good to give to boys?