Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The math teacher didn’t see that scene. In fact, many students just saw Shen Mubai’s own neck and looked at her. Suspicion.

Only Chen Jiahui and Du Yao, looked at the horrified look, and then paled a bit.

"It’s better to go to school after school or to check it out." The math teacher said.

Shen Mubai heard his words, could not explain, just said, "Thank you for your teacher's concern."

She smashed the textbook that had accidentally landed on the ground, and could hear the conversation nearby.

"What happened to Xia Ye just now? How can I lick my own neck, should she not be sick?"

"I think this thing is a bit strange. Don't you think she has changed since she was absent from class? It won't be... the ghost is up."

"You don't want to be so scary or not. There is nothing wrong with the ghosts in this day."

Shen Mubai thought, she used to think that there was no ghost in the world. Now she was almost killed, and she couldn’t wait to get into her head and hug the system.

Although the classmates in the class are scared, most of the subconscious believe that there is no ghost in the world.

Except for two people.

In the class, Chen Jiahui called Du Yao out. His eyes were obviously uneasy and frightened. "I thought I was almost dead."

Du Yao was retired two steps, his eyes were dodging, covering up the confusion in his tone. "Chen Jiahui, you asked me to come out to say this?"

Chen Jiahui took a breath and stared at her. "Du Yao, you should not be like that group of people, I believe it is just an accident?"

Du Yao touched his sight, and a nerve was like being stabbed. The tone was a bit rushing. "Chen Jiahui, what are you doing crazy! Isn't it an accident or a ghost!"

As soon as the word came out, the bodies of both people were stiff.

"Du Yao, if Xia Ye is holding me, I really think that my head has to be cut into half." When Chen Jiahui thought of the picture, the body could not help but tremble.

Du Yao looked at him blankly. "Your thoughts don't hold, no matter how it falls, it's impossible to cut your head in half."

Chen Jiahui was silent for a while and suddenly said, "If it is a ghost?"

Du Yao’s voice trembled, trying to control his own look to collapse. “Do you think it’s still left?”

The name of the left encounter is like a taboo. The memory of the two people has been opened for many years. They are afraid, disgusted, panicked, and scared.

"Is he?" Chen Jiahui clung to his head. "He came back to retaliate against us?"

"Not a left encounter." Du Yao said to him to listen to, and he said to himself, "not him, if he had, he should have come to us three years ago, and if it is him, he Why do you want to marry Xia Ye, Xia Ye and what is his hatred?"

The sound of the cymbal and the falling of the fan have been echoing in Chen’s mind. The **** picture stimulated his nerves. “Xia Ye saved me... she saved me...”

"So the left encounter is going to kill her... it must be like this... it’s left... he came back and he came back."

Du Yao’s teeth trembled. “Chen Jiahui, you are calm and good, it’s just an accident.”

"Unexpected fart!" Chen Jiahui was like crazy, staring at her with red eyes. "Why is it because of me, the fan is still so new, why does it suddenly fall down? You tell me!"

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