Monster System: Quickly Transmigrate Male God's Favorite

Chapter 483 Bamboo horse is very irritable every day (49)

Xie Zhinian was stupefied.

He was still clutching his suit jacket tightly, covering half of his face, only showing a pair of eyes.

He glanced at the happy first father who was twisted by his first mother wearing a tie.

He glanced at the hall not far away, Xie Jian'an had already disappeared.

For so many years.

He followed his mother and moved everywhere to avoid harassment.

In his eyes, that person is almost a devil, and he will only feel fear and fear when he sees him.

But I never thought of it.

One day, he will be beaten away.

Moreover, the person who beat him away, in the eyes of the young man, was an ordinary person who loved his wife and doted on his daughter.

After the first father tied his tie and put on his suit jacket, he returned to his steady and gentle appearance.

The appearance of Xie Jian'an was just a distraction.

The matter of Lin Lingzhi, Xie Zhinian's mother, is still going on.

This mourning hall was set up three days ago, and it will be cremated today.

Xie Zhinian was standing outside the glass of the cremation room.

He watched as the body was taken out of the coffin and pushed into the cremation furnace.

Xie Zhinian blinked, didn't cry, and watched the scene quietly, feeling a little dazed.

……

When Qianqiu woke up.

She could feel that everyone in the house had left.

Still a little dazed, she rubbed her eyes and got up from the bed, when she heard the sound of the door being opened in the hallway outside.

Qian Qiu opened the door of the room and hurried to the living room.

The outside eyes are just right, especially dazzling.

The figure of the young man appeared at the door, thin and slender, and walked in slowly.

Qian Qiu stared at Xie Zhinian for a while.

In her eyes, the boy has always been extraordinarily clean, free from any pollution.

Now, there is a gray and dead air lingering.

She just fell asleep and woke up. What happened to him?

Xie Zhinian looked at Qianqiu.

She was standing at the door of the room, without shoes, her exposed ankles were thin and thin, and her skin was like suet jade.

Qianqiu was holding a plush toy.

The sun shines behind her, as delicate as a porcelain doll.

It seems to be out of reach, a bubble that will burst at the touch of a button.

Qianqiu took a step forward.

Xie Zhinian subconsciously took a step back.

Qianqiu looked at his action, couldn't help frowning, and asked, "Where did you go?"

"It's nothing." Xie Zhinian's voice was low and hoarse, and he changed the subject and said:

"I'm not feeling well. I asked for leave and didn't go to class. In the afternoon, can you go by yourself?"

Qian Qiu was taken aback, "What?"

"I said I……"

Xie Zhinian hadn't finished speaking.

Qian Qiu walked towards him.

He subconsciously wanted to step back, but he had already stepped on the steps.

The door behind him had been closed, and he had no way to retreat, he was on the cold door.

Qianqiu stood in front of the boy.

She was much shorter than him, barely reaching his waist height.

Qian Qiu raised her fair neck and looked into his eyes.

Xie Zhinian subconsciously avoided it.

Qian Qiu raised his hand again and grabbed him.

The boy's hands have always been icy and cold, but now the sun outside is at its strongest at noon.

When he came back from the outside, he should have been sweating slightly.

Now, his complexion was icy cold, and his hands were even more frighteningly cold than usual.

Xie Zhinian felt the temperature coming from her body, and his body tensed up.

His fingertips trembled, as if he wanted to shake off her hand.

(End of this chapter)