This Quick Transmigration Experience Is a Bit Sweet

Who is Zongyuan?

Zhang Zhiliang was blocking Fu Xin in the corridor who had just come out of the toilet and was about to return to work. He kept a distant distance and lowered his voice, "Fu Xin, let's talk."

Fu Xin didn't have much interest, "Class is about to start."

He is used to looking at the position of the white collar under Zhang Zhiliang's chin, but only feels bored, so he diverts his gaze to meet Yang Fan's gaze, and he turns, "Let's go, what are you going to talk about?"

During class time, Zong Yuan was awakened by the bell, and the place around him was empty. Yang Fan turned his head back gossiping, "Fu Xin and Zhang Zhiliang just didn't know where they went together, but Zhang Zhiliang took the initiative to find Fu Xin."

Zongyuan curled his eyebrows, "Where did they go?"

Obviously told him not to approach Zhang Zhiliang.

Yang Fan shook his head and watched Zong Yuan go out through the back door, "Why is Zong Yuan the same as Fu Xin."

I care about everything.

Fu Xin and him came to the toilet. Now they are very quiet, with only the patter of water. Fu Xin regrets it. It is better to look at Zong Yuan more at this time. He is also afraid that Zong Yuan will be angry.

Zhang Zhiliang was a little uncomfortable, "Fu Xin, who is Zong Yuan? He has a strong background."

Fu Xin's voice did not fluctuate, "I don't know."

Zhang Zhiliang looked around and made sure that there was no one. He softly voiced and put on Fu Xin's most familiar smile, "Fu Xin, tell me."

Fu Xin took a step back, avoiding his stretched hand, "Don't touch me."

His expression was unabashedly disgusted, and Zhang Zhiliang's face sank, "Don't you like me and pretend to be indulgent."

He was upper half higher than Fu Xin, and wanted to clasp Fu Xin's wrist forcefully, Fu Xin easily patted his hand, and then frowned and wiped his palm.

This hand will still hold Zong Yuan's hand after a while, absolutely must not have the breath of others.

Don't make others cheap.

Zhang Zhiliang was so angry that his expression was distorted by his actions, and he couldn't understand what happened to each one of them. He Xiuxiu is like this. Fu Xin, a **** homosexual, just likes him. There is no courage to like others.

Fu Xin wiped it a few times and couldn't help but walk to the sink to wash his hands.

Zhang Zhiliang walked slowly to his side and whispered, "Unlucky"

After Fu Xin washed his hands, he looked at Zhang Zhiliang from the mirror, his black eyes deep.

Zhang Zhiliang was about to press his head, and a tyrannical excitement rose up like a demon. He wanted to bury Fu Xin's head in the water, and then let the disgusting Fu Xin hold his thigh and beg him to love and pity him. What would others think of Fu Xin Zongyuan when the photo was posted on the Internet? Are you angry or painful?

The person he was protecting turned out to be such a bitch.

Before his hand touched Fu Xin, a handful of cold objects touched the spot.

Fu Xin was holding a small utility knife in his hand, with an indifferent expression. The knife had already exposed its pointed tip, and it quietly pressed against Zhang Zhiliang's abdomen, "You are scolding me"

He also turned the handle of the knife, waiting leisurely for Zhang Zhiliang's answer.

Zhang Zhiliang put his finger on the tip of the knife, trying to remove the utility knife, "How can I scold you, Fu Xin, I sigh"

Fu Xin looked at Zhang Zhiliang's blood from being scratched by the blade, a little funny, "No one taught you that you can't just touch a sharp weapon?"

Zhang Zhiliang's face was stiff, he reluctantly smiled, "I didn't mean that."

"Oh, who is the one who owes it"

Zhang Zhiliang had never seen such an aggressive Fu Xin. He almost wanted to yell at him, but the coldness reminded him all the time that he whispered and humiliated, "I"

Fu Xin seemed to understand the joy of Yan Ren, he was very interested, "Who speaks louder."

Zhang Zhiliang whispered, "Fu Xin, you are too much"

Fu Xin moved the utility knife forward by an inch. Zhang Zhiliang obviously felt a tingling pain. He looked at Fu Xin bitterly, took a few deep breaths, and increased his voice, "I"

"I still can't hear it."

"I"

"who am I"

Zhang Zhiliang gritted his teeth, "Zhang Zhiliang."

Zong Yuan heard this sound at the door of the toilet. He walked a few steps quickly and saw Zhang Zhiliang next to Fu Xin, shielding Fu Xin from the sink.

"" A raging anger slammed up, Zong Yuan stepped forward to pull Zhang Zhiliang away, and slammed him to the ground, on the verge of rage, "Who the **** gave you the courage"

Then I saw a little blood on Zhang Zhiliang's clothes and the utility knife that Fu Xin slowly took back.

Fu Xin explained, "He insulted me."

Zhang Zhiliang's resentment could no longer be held back. He looked at Zong Yuan and sneered, "Do you know what kind of person Fu Xin really is?"

Fu Xin looked down at him, but Zhang Zhiliang almost triumphantly wanted to see Zong Yuan's shocked expression in disbelief, "How can I scold him for being a homosexual and not let him scold him as a bitch, female cousin, owe"

Zong Yuan grabbed him by the neckline and punched him without any effort.

The anger on his body was almost concrete, and his reason was unclear. He punched him without fear of death. "Fuck you, tell me the fuck."

Zhang Zhiliang was stained with blood, his eyes rolled, and he almost fainted.

Fu Xin's heartbeat stopped abruptly, he rushed to grab Zong Yuan's waist, bit his shoulders, "Zong Yuan Zong Yuan"

"If you fight again, you will die."

"Ahhhh"

The student who came to the bathroom screamed and ran out.

Zong Yuan looked at him coldly, with a few drops of extremely thick blood splashing on his face, Fu Xin held his breath and trembling and tried Zhang Zhiliang's nose, and he was relieved.

Zong Yuan, "He can't die." He stretched out his hand and wiped his face, touched the blood on one hand, he watched for a few seconds, and walked to the sink to wash his hands and face seriously.

0046 The voice is still shaking, "Zong, Zong Yuan, you are just terrible"

The eyes were red, and the aura seemed undead.

Zong Yuan paused, "It won't be anymore."

He hasn't been angry like this for a long time. The last time he was so angry that he was so sane, it was because of his brother.

Fu Xin hugged him tightly from behind him, "Zong Yuan"

Zong Yuan pulled off his arm, turned around and hugged him in his arms. After a long silence, he muttered, "I'm sorry."

Fu Xin clutched his clothes tightly, panicked, "Why do you want to say sorry?"

Zong Yuan didn't speak. In the silence that could drive Fu Xin, he took out a white jade from his neck, the size of a thumb, tied with a black rope. He gently paid Xin with it, and Fu Xin felt more and more flustered. , He couldn't help biting **** the tooth mark that he had just bitten out on Zong Yuan's body, and Zong Yuan let him bite until he noticed the smell of blood.

Fu Xin's expression was frightened, and Zong Yuan held his face and dropped a kiss on his forehead, "Hey, study hard and come to the capital to find me."

Fu Xin’s hand was on Zong Yuan’s hand ""

Zong Yuan took out his hand and walked out of the toilet calmly.

Fu Xin's nose was sour inexplicably, and he was in a daze before he thought of running out.

Layers of people piled up outside the toilet.

The leaders stood at the forefront, preventing the students from looking curiously.

The sound of the ambulance is getting closer, mixed with the sound of police cars, and the scene of the accumulation of luxury cars that has never been seen.

Fu Xin scanned the crowd blankly.

Zong Yuan was surrounded by a group of people wearing good-quality suits. They followed Zong Yuan close or far. There were many familiar faces that the local satellite TV had seen inside. Zong Yuan walked around with a cold expression.

Fu Xin wanted to follow, but a group of people surrounded a group of people. He couldn't move for a few steps. The panic in his heart became more and more urgent, but he couldn't even see Zong Yuan's expression.

Zong Yuan looked at the door of the car that was actively opened by the people around him. He turned around and looked around. The crowd was surging, and no one could recognize who it was.

Fu Xin watched him turn around and got into the black shiny car.

Can't

Please don't go

Zongyuan

Someone around him ran into Fu Xin and was shocked, "Classmate, are you okay?"

Fu Xin regained consciousness, only to find that his face was wet.

"Did you see that is not xxx"

"The one next to you is familiar too"

"What the **** is going on"

Fu Xin remembered something, and ran to the principal's office.

The man next to me said wonderingly, "Be sick."

Fu Xin had never run so fast. He panted, but only saw the locked door of the principal's office.

The strength of his whole body disappeared in an instant, and Fu Xin sat on the ground leaning against the corner, burying his head in his knees.

How far is the capital

People as far away as Fu Xin loved and feared it, so far away they couldn't think of living in that city just by hearing the name.

How to live

No Money.

So far, Fu Xin never wanted to go.

When Fu Dongqiang came to deliver the report, he saw Fu Xin's appearance. He ran over and cautiously said, "Son, what's wrong?"

Fu Xin remained silent, completely immersed in his own world.

Fu Dongqiang didn't dare to speak any more, he also sat next to Fu Xin and watched the sky gradually darken. Even so, he could feel the peace of mind he hadn't felt for a long time.

It's a pity that he only understands the days he spent with his son.

Fu Xin spoke in a low voice, as if talking to himself or asking about the opinions of people around him, "He is gone, he may not be back."

Fu Dongqiang, "Who is gone"

Fu Xin looked at the sky, the sky was not dark, and the moon was already naughty with faint white crescents.

He smiled and looked back at Fu Dongqiang, his eyes seemed to flash, "Dad, I want to enter the university in Beijing."

Fu Dongqiang's breathing was stagnant, silly, "good well"

He even said three good words.

Fu Xin looked at the inconspicuous crescent, slowly curled the corners of his lips, took out Bai Yu from his neck and kissed him, Zong Yuan, waiting for me to find you.

Don't try to escape.

Zong Yuan was sitting in the lounge of the bureau, and people around him kept coming up to show concern, asking for warmth, serving tea and water, Zong Yuan stared sideways at the sofa in a daze.

Some people thought he was worried, "It's okay, the male student has a minor injury, just looks scary, and it's easy to handle."

Zong Yuan said, "He Xiuxiu and this person in Class 1 of the third grade of a high school, think of a way to transfer them."

Zong Yuan still suppressed what he wanted to say, "I don't know how to be sensible. It's true that I did something wrong. Don't be stingy with the money. There was also a male classmate at the time. Maybe I was frightened. "

The person transferred by Zongyuan's father answered yes.