This Quick Transmigration Experience Is a Bit Sweet

Zongyuan became more and more popular every day.

The love letter plugs in his drawer couldn't fit, and it could be scattered all over the floor with a light touch. Fu Xin watched him holding a drawer of love letters mercilessly thrown into the trash can.

Fu Xin rubbed his hands and said, "You don't see it"

Zong Yuan rubbed his forehead with a headache, "I don't need to go to class today after reading the letters."

Fu Xin looked at his drawer and there was a missing love letter. He reached in, and under Zong Yuan's gaze, he threw the pink envelope into the trash can, "Don't favor the other."

Zong Yuan's eyes twitched, this idiom can still be used like this

The teacher lectured on the podium, and the history lecture made people sleepy. Zong Yuan stared at Fu Xin, "Fu Xin," he pointed to his hair, "You shouldn't have this hairstyle."

Fu Xin looked at his broken hair, "Then what kind of fit is for me?"

Zong Yuan pushed the stool to the side of Fu Xin, fixed Fu Xin's chin with his left hand, and unceremoniously lifted his slightly longer hair with his right hand, and Fu Xin's entire face was exposed.

Zong Yuan curled a corner of his lips, turned his face left and right in satisfaction, smirked, "Doesn't look bad."

Fu Xin stared at the corner of his mouth, pulled Zong Yuan's wrist with his hand, and whispered, "Listen to class."

Zong Yuan raised his eyebrows. Before he said anything, the teacher clicked his name. The teacher with a wrinkled face and a big beard was dissatisfied, "Why are you here, answer this question."

Zong Yuan stood up lazily, "Teacher, I choose c."

"Fu Xin asked, "This is a fill-in-the-blank question."

Today is Friday, and there is no late self-study. Zong Yuan waited for Fu Xin to pack his things, slowly smoking a cigarette and waiting for him, surrounded by smoke, many people walking around, and there will always be a lot of sight on him.

A girl with light makeup and a beautiful face came in from the front door, "Is classmate Zong Yuan there?"

The person in front pointed back, "There, the last row."

Hearing his name, Zong Yuan looked up and saw a beautiful girl coming here, holding an envelope in her hand, and the fragrance on her body could float ten miles.

Many people who plan to leave put down their schoolbags and prepared to watch the show.

Zong Yuan sat calmly and smoked, watching the girl walk up to him, "Classmate Zong Yuan, I like you, please be my boyfriend."

Fu Xin moved the tip of her nose, and sneezed several times with the smell of her body.

Zong Yuan sighed, "Classmate, you choked me at the same table."

The girl's smiling face stiffened.

Fu Xin carried the packed schoolbag on his back and stood at the back door waiting for him, staring at him unblinkingly.

Zong Yuan casually said, "I don't like you like this."

""The love letter in the girl's hand was stunned on Zong Yuan's face, "How can you know if you don't like it before trying."

"Yeah" Zong Yuan smiled playfully, and nodded in agreement, "What you said makes sense."

Fu Xin squeezed the hand of the schoolbag and looked at Zong Yuan quietly.

Zong Yuan restrained and smiled, "Little sister, study hard, are you an adult?"

When he was not smiling, the corners of his eyes looked ruthless, "I don't want to try."

Thump thump.

The girl threw the envelope on Zong Yuan and left angrily. After a few seconds of silence around, the noisy soon recovered. Zong Yuan picked up the envelope on her body. After doing nothing, Fu Xin took it away from him, "Let's go. "

Zongyuan stood up, touched his chin, "Refused too hard"

Fu Xin walked beside him, and all he could smell was the aura on his body. The smell became familiar with each passing day. He lowered his eyes, "Not cruel."

Zong Yuan smiled and hooked his shoulders, leaning to his ear, "Good boy."

Fu Xin felt fiercely numb.

He returned home with this numb heart. The door lock had been unlocked. He regained his senses and opened the door. A man was drunk and rumbling things around. Hearing the movement, he looked back and said, "Where do you give me money? money"

Fu Xin entered the door silently and took out an iron box under the bed. Father Fu Xin hungry and hugged the box and opened it. There were only a few small bills and coins inside. Distorted emotions, "you are playing me"

Fu Xin answered him with no emotion, "This is all the money in the family."

Fu Xin’s father banged the box to the ground and walked around like an addiction. He fixed his eyes on Fu Xin’s schoolbag. He snatched the schoolbag rudely, and Fu Xin calmly watched him look at himself. My schoolbag touched the pocket of his school uniform jacket.

Dad Fu Xin sneered when he saw his action, "There is something hidden, little **** has no conscience to show it to me."

Fu Xin waved away his dad's hand, "get out"

He stared at his dad fiercely, his expression seemed to be touched, "Don't **** touch me"

He took out the slap-sized picture book in his pocket, "seeing that there was no money." Father Fu Xin looked at him, his eyes were burning red, Fu Xin also looked at him, protecting his own book, like a book ready to kill someone at any time Wolf.

There was a neighbor's voice outside, "Someone inside didn't keep quiet."

Father Fu Xin took a few deep breaths, filled the money in the iron box and slammed the door and left.

Silence was restored in the small house.

Fu Xin slowly leaned against the wall and sat down. The neat house had become messy. He hugged his knees, buried his face in it, and when he lifted it up, his expression was already calm.

He opened the drawing book, and the last page was a circle drawn with soot.

That was painted by Zong Yuan.

Fu Xin went up and smelled it. The familiar smell of smoke enveloped his sense of smell, as if Zong Yuan was beside him.

Zong Yuan frowned and suddenly sat up from the bed.

0046 was shocked, "What's the matter, I have a nightmare"

Zong Yuan's temples drummed, "I always feel that I have forgotten something."

0046, "What can you **** do"

Zongyuan, "I remembered"

0046 Anxiously turning in circles, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, Fu Xin was beaten today when shopping on the street"

Before it finished speaking, Zong Yuan had already put on his shoes with a cold face, and took his coat and walked downstairs to the apartment.

Damn

After finishing the room, Fu Xin pulled out a plastic bottle from under the crowded bathroom cabinet, which was full of coins. He poured out a few and took the garbage to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

Zong Yuan was riding a motorcycle, his helmet was tightly blocked, "Where?"

0046 acted as the gs for him, Zong Yuan drove vigorously, not caring about safety, and broke into the traffic.

0046 panicked, "Zong Yuan, be careful."

After ten minutes of journey, Zong Yuan put his helmet on the car and walked quickly to the alley where the accident happened.

There was no one in the alley.

"Fuck," Zong Yuan kicked the foot of the wall fiercely, irritated, "What the fuck?"

He was murderous, angry, 0046 stammered, "I, I will check."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sound of jumbled footsteps outside, Fu Xin ran forward with his head buried in his head, looking behind him as he ran, but his shoulders were violently grasped by both hands.

Fu Xin's breathing stopped, and a familiar voice rang in his ear, "Fuxin, it's me."

Zongyuan

Fu Xin pulled him, sinking to the bottom of the sea, "Run"

Zong Yuan and 0046 breathed a sigh of relief, Zong Yuan smiled disdainfully, "I came here to teach them a fart."

He pulled Fu Xin behind him, "Go and stay by the side."

After the few punks chasing Fu Xin ran into this alley, they saw Zong Yuan waiting for a long time.

Zong Yuan looked at them and grinned, meaningfully, "Brothers, you can be regarded as coming."

Several gangsters suddenly had a bad feeling.

There were a few painful hums in the alley. A few minutes later, Zong Yuan took Fu Xin and walked out of the alley leisurely, all refreshed.

Fu Xin suddenly dragged Zongyuan, "Wait."

He ran back into the alley, squatted next to the leader, and took out a small object from his pocket. The leader tried to open his eyes wide to see, shivering all over, Fu Xin held a small handful in his hand. Utility knife.

"It's He Xiuxiu and she let us come"

Fu Xin moved the small blade attached to his face to his eyes, and thought for a while, "Go and tell her that I'm with Zong Yuan and you didn't do anything." The bully closed his eyes and nodded quickly.

When Fu Xin went out, Zong Yuanzheng kicked the stone boredly, "What's wrong?"

Fu Xin, "I'll ask him who instructed him."

Zong Yuan snorted and looked up and down Fu Xin critically, "Just ask what your little arms and legs can tell me to stay by my side. Just study hard, and I will take care of the rest."

He stretched out a hand lazily, "Give it to me."

Fu Xin honestly gave him the utility knife in his pocket.

Zong Yuan glanced at it and threw it into his pocket at random, grinning, "Little bastard."

His voice was deep and nice, and there was an unspeakable gentleness. Obviously and Fu Xin's father had said exactly the same things, but Fu Xin was incapable of indulging in it.

Fu Xin moved his fingers and asked him in a low voice, "How do you know that I am here."

Zong Yuan walked in front, turned his head when he heard the words, raised his eyebrows, not smiling, "Because of us," he clicked on Fu Xin's heart, and smiled badly, "Heart is alive."

Fu Xin seemed to have spirituality in the spot he had clicked, and he jumped faster and faster, as if eagerly wanting to jump out of his chest to meet the person who clicked it.

Fu Xin slowed down two shots and looked up at him blankly. Zong Yuan smirked, his slender fingers gently raised Fu Xin's chin, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "What?"

"Being fascinated by me"

Fu Xin opened his hand, licked his dry mouth, and looked towards the lower right corner, "No."

Zong Yuan sipped, jokingly, "It seems that my charm is not enough." He hooked Fu Xin, "Come to my house tonight."

Fu Xin is nervous, "why"

"There is no why," Zong Yuan's hand tapped Fu Xin's head, "Be obedient, eh"

He looked at the nearby vegetable market, "Do you know how to cook?" Fu Xin nodded and frowned, "You haven't eaten yet."

Zong Yuan said, "Did you eat it?"

Fu Xin shook his head.

Zong Yuan rejoiced, "It looks like this is destined, let's go, Fu Xin, let me taste your craftsmanship, in case it catches my stomach."

He teased Fu Xin casually, "Then I will be yours."