Fast-passing host super cold

Chapter 216 Picking up a primary school bully (33)

"Please give this to...my parents." Qing Zhou said with a blank expression, "You don't know where it came from, it's in the file, or it's found on the spot, it doesn't matter."

It was a letter and it didn't look thick.

The policeman took the letter, did not open it, but nodded solemnly: "Okay... But, you really don't want to see them, or let them see you?"

Qing Zhou shook his head.

She is not the original owner, and she just wants to complete the task of "letting the original owner's parents live well". There is no need to return to the original owner's parents in the form of a soul body, it will only add trouble.

The police gave the letter to the Chu family's parents.

The two middle-aged people who seemed to be ten years old for a moment, when they saw the letter, they couldn't help opening the envelope at the police station.

Chu's mother couldn't hold back her tears at that time, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and she was hysterical.

Father Chu's eyes also slowly turned red, and he hugged his wife without saying a word.

The police could tell that the two were sad, but it wasn't the kind of hopeless sadness, but hopeful sadness.

He sighed silently, turned and walked out, closing the door by the way.

The poor parents who gave these two white-haired people to black-haired people left their own space.

Qingzhou's letter actually didn't write anything else, it just wrote down the last thoughts of the original owner before his death, and gave a lot of instructions in their familiar tone.

After doing all this, Qingzhou went to school, but on the way to school, I don't know if it was an illusion, but Qingzhou always felt that something was following him.

Her reaction can't be said to be very sensitive, but it is definitely better than ordinary people.

But despite this, she still couldn't find the person who was following her.

Qing Zhou frowned slightly, and then slowly relaxed after a while.
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"Hey, Xie Manghan, are you going out to play?"

The school was full of laughter. Although the end of the term was approaching, these boys did not stop playing. They even wanted to drag the good students to sink together.

Xie Manghan just came out of the teacher's office, holding the newly issued competition questions, and a warm smile appeared on his face when he heard this.

"No, go and fight yourself."

"Come on! Anyway, even if you don't review, you must be No.1!" The boy said and grabbed Xie Manhan's arm.

Halfway through the catch, he suddenly felt that someone grabbed his collar and pulled him away.

The boy was caught off guard by being dragged, and took a few steps back, before turning his head in confusion.

"Did someone grab me just now?"

The boy asked the person behind.

The person behind shook his head, "No, did you fall asleep in a political class and hallucinate?"

The boy turned his head suspiciously and scratched his head: "Maybe it's...?"

When he was confused about who he was being dragged by, he saw Xie Manhan smiling behind him in a blink of an eye. His smile was very bright, the kind of brilliance they had never seen among their classmates.

The boy was stunned for a few seconds, and then asked cautiously, "Thank you, sir? What's wrong with you?"

The corner of Xie Manghan's mouth curled up, with a smile on his face: "It's nothing. But I really can't go to play. You see so many questions, if I don't go back to the classroom to do it quickly, I will probably stay up late at night and be bald again."

"It's okay." The boy glanced at the top of Xie Manghan's lush head, and touched his own shorts, feeling a little jealous for some reason.

　"No one can see that you are good to me, but I can see it."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)