The Buddhist Girl Transmigrated Into a Book

Maybe this was his first and last time eating the food prepared by Bo Huan.

Cheng Zhi sighed, but he didn’t continue to worry about Jiang Nan eating his food.

Time was like water.

Soon it was April Fool’s Day.

Although all the students in Class 3 and 6 of high school were adults, not three-year-olds anymore, their pranks did not stop.

After Bo Huan arrived in the classroom, she watched several pranks happen around her.

But fortunately, this kind of festival had never had anything to do with her.

At noon, after she and Li Xiaoxiao had lunch, just when she was about to arrive in the classroom, she saw Jiang Nan hovering in front of her classroom.

Why was Jiangnan dangling at the door of her class?

Did he come to her?

Jiang Nan had already seen her.

He waved to her.

Bo Huan let Li Xiaoxiao go into the classroom in advance.

She asked Jiang Nan, “Why are you here?”

Jiang Nan smiled, “I’m here to be a delivery man.”

Bo Huan looked blank, “What?”

“Xiaosi has a gift for you. Come with me.”

Bo Huan’s first reaction was surprise, but the next second, her second reaction became unbelief.

She remembered that it was April Fool’s Day. In such days, anyone could deceive others at will without any punishment.

She stopped the steps she was about to take and affirmed, “You are lying to me.”

Jiang Nan looked wronged. He pointed his finger at his innocent face and asked, “Do you think I will lie to you?”

Bo Huan regained her composure, “Today is April Fool’s Day.”

Jiang Nan reluctantly spread his hands, “Me and Xiaosi have never been part of such a naive festival. Just follow me.”

After he finished speaking, he took the lead to walk downstairs. Bo Huan thought about it. Curiosity surpassed everything, and she followed him.

Jiang Nan took her directly to the school’s piano room.

Bo Huan looked at the nearby scenery, “Is Cheng Zhi here?”

Jiang Nan hummed and said, “Don’t worry, I won’t sell you to a trafficker.”

After that, he brought her to the door.

In the next second, Jiang Nan directly opened the door of the piano room.

Bo Huan subconsciously looked inside.

Cheng Zhi was sitting on a chair with a brand new violin at his feet.

He stood up and said to her, “Come and try.”

Bo Huan looked blank, “What?”

“You come and try the tone of this Violin, it’s not easy to see if it’s good.”

Bo Huan probably knew the grade of the violin at a glance.

Although not as rare and expensive as the violin made by Stradivari, the violin could definitely play better than the one she used for the college entrance examination motivation event.

So what was this?

“You used the school violin before, so I wondered if there was something wrong with your own violin.”

Bo Huan was stunned.

She could understand his words.

But why did she feel that she didn’t understand?

Cheng Zhi smiled slightly, “So, this violin is for you.”

Bo Huan was completely stunned.

After a while, she recovered and murmured, “This…this is not okay.”

Cheng Zhi didn’t care, “It’s just a violin. And as an excellent violinist, how could you not use your own violin?”

The price of this violin would be no less than one hundred thousand…and Cheng Zhi actually gave it to her so casually.

Bo Huan didn’t know why, but she remembered a popular saying in later generations that she acted faster than thought, and blurted out, “Local tyrant, are you still short of any leg pendant?”

Cheng Zhi frowned slightly, “What?”

Bo Huan was afraid that Cheng Zhi would not understand, so she added, “I want to hug your thigh. If you don’t have many pendants, I am not bad.” 

Cheng Zhi finally understood it at this time.

He was amused and helpless.

He rubbed his temples and asked pointedly, “Could it be that you just have such a small pursuit?”

Could it be that her pursuit was just to be a leg pendant?

Bo Huan let out a cry, dumbfounded, and still a little unresponsive.

Cheng Zhi said again, “I mean, your pursuit can be bigger.”

Bo Huan said subconsciously, “For example?”

He smiled and said, “For example, be my girlfriend.”

At that moment, the air stopped flowing.

There were fireworks banging in Bo Huan’s mind.

Those sad days when she couldn’t sleep, those days when she thought about Cheng Zhi, and those days when she couldn’t love him, all turned to ashes and passed away.

After waiting for more than 7,000 days and nights in the previous life, she finally got him to look back in this life.

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THE END

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Miao:　　

Leg pendant derived from “hugging the thigh”, like an ornament, and not letting go.

Hugging the thigh: A weak person depending on the strong.