Fast Transmigration Villain Transformation Plan

"How did you get hurt?"

The woman's reproaching voice was slightly annoyed, and Weng Xia would have thought she was just complaining if he hadn't been familiar with her.

not bad.This person will still be angry with him.

The intense stinging pain on his forehead couldn't beat the warmth from deep in his heart.Weng Xia grinned at the corner of his mouth, but the wound was pulled, causing his facial features to wrinkle in pain.

"I discussed with them, but they couldn't say anything about me, so they beat me in a rage."

Because they're talking nasty things about you.I can't get enough of it.

"Fool, can't you hide?" Cha Jiu's brows could almost kill a fly, "What are your legs for?"

"Didn't I come here to look for you?" Weng Xia held back a bitter smile, her eyes were clear and bright, and she was the only one.

Cha Jiu suddenly couldn't speak a word anymore.

Weng Xia never fights.Even if there is a dispute.

Unless, the topic involves her.

She has always known.

"Next month, I will go to Beijing to take the exam." Weng Xia pondered a few times before saying, "Su Qiu. If I am in high school, I will take you away."

Cha Jiu's heart skipped a beat, she stared blankly at Weng Xia's solemn expression, and there seemed to be something screaming crazily inside her body.

It was something she had only dreamed of.

"When a champion appears next to the champion..." She parted her lips, as if she didn't know how to describe herself, "You will be laughed at."

"I don't care." Weng Xia took Cha Jiu's hand, "You know. I never care."

Cha Jiu lowered his eyelids, and silently withdrew his hands, not wanting to see the light in his eyes scatter, "Your future will be ruined by my hands. What will your colleagues think, what will people in the court think... Weng Xia .You can’t have everything too rosy.”

"We're not kids anymore."

The soft tone stated the cruelty of reality.

silence.

After a long time, Weng Xia heard his own trance voice, "Is that so..."

He left in a daze.

Finally, only Cha Jiu was left in the room.She lowered her head slowly, took a deep breath, and looked around blankly.

She had known long ago that it was impossible.She forced herself to let go, to avoid.Obviously achieved the friendship of a gentleman, why is it still so painful when I really leave.

Ze Yan stood in front of the door, the hand that was about to knock stopped in mid-air, and she could hear low sobbing from inside.

Sechu climbed all the way from the heart to the throat, Ze Yan pursed his lips and left calmly.

She has begun to realize that something is wrong with her.

Seeing people on the shore, the fish in the pond gathered together, thinking that there would be food delivery.

Ze Yan moved a rock as big as his own head from the grass beside him, and threw it down without disdain to get his hands covered in mud.

The fish were frightened and fled in all directions. The water splashed high when the stones fell into the pond, bringing up the sediment at the bottom of the pond to sink.

"Who... who is there..."

The delirious drunk dragged his tone, and crawled out of the grass with the water ghost's messy hairstyle and clothes so dirty that he couldn't see the color at all.

Ze Yan threw a huge boulder at him, barely brushing Weng Xia's head.

Weng Xia probably didn't know that he just brushed past the god of death, he turned over and put his pillow on the rock, "Haha, I didn't hit it!"

The sound of schadenfreude.

Zeyan's eyes were obscure, and he waited for a while before stepping forward to brush the hair off Weng Xia's face.

really.

It's that person today.

Fumbling fingers inadvertently touched a little wet mark.

Ze Yan was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his fingers.

The man... cried.

"why are you crying?"

"Me?" Weng Xia hiccupped, the smile on his face was uglier than crying, "If I cry, I'm useless."

"why?"

"I like her very much." Weng Xia looked at the stars above his head, a little absent-minded.

"Does she like you?"

"Maybe I used to like it..." Weng Xia laughed again, and he covered his face with his hands, trying to hide his expression.

Ze Yan suddenly raised his head and looked at the pavilion not far away, the half-opened windows were shaking by the wind.

The feeling of being watched is no longer felt.

Ze Yan put away his gaze, stood up, and took off his outer shirt.

"She won't like you in the future."

"Stop daydreaming."

Ze Yan covered Weng Xia with his clothes and kicked him.

"Either prove yourself, or don't pretend to be pitiful."

Regardless of whether Weng Xia heard it clearly, Ze Yan left without looking back.

He didn't know how long he had listened to the frog's cries before Weng Xia tore off the clothes covering his face, pressed his aching temple, and disappeared into the moonlight with his unsteady body.

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"Master. I'm back."

Ze Yan closed the door with some strength, and the smell of the door wind mixed with the mud and pond quickly filled the room.

"En. Why is it so late? Where did you go?" Cha Jiu flipped the book in his hand.

"I didn't go anywhere." Zeyan spread out the quilt on the couch by himself, and didn't explain why the outer shirt he didn't see was lost.

Cha Jiu stared at the writing for a while, but couldn't read a single word, "Go to bed earlier."

It was Ze Yan who answered her with the quilt covering her head.

Cha Jiu sighed softly.

Even though he kept his distance from Ze Yan, the original plot happened again.

Ze Yan and Weng Xia have a friendship.

The only difference is that in the original plot, Ze Yan made friends with Weng Xia under the pretext of helping to report all the information about Su Qiu, and deliberately made Su Qiu misunderstand everything.

Ze Yan in the bed curled herself up into a ball, even though she was sweating profusely and suffocating due to the heat, she was unwilling to lean out.

Being so dull, Ze Yan actually just fell asleep like this.

In the middle of the night, a shrill scream was suddenly heard.

Ze Yan threw off the quilt and got out of bed, and rushed straight into the inner room.

Cha Jiu's face was pale, and her hair was scattered behind her back as if soaked in cold sweat.

At this moment, she curled herself up on the innermost side of the bed, her eyes seemed to be out of focus looking at the void, trembling unceasingly.

Before Ze Yan could do anything, he was quickly pushed aside by Jiang Shi who rushed in like the wind.

"what have you done?"

Jiang Shi's furious voice rang in her ears.

"I did not do anything…"

Ze Yan was at a loss and looked at Cha Jiu blankly.

But that person could no longer stand up to protect her.

Jiang Shi sniffed the smell of Chajiu, "Did she not drink today?"

"I have no idea…"

"Maybe so..."

"Do you know that she will die if she doesn't drink that stuff!" Jiang Shi glared at her, the anger in his eyes almost overflowing.

A sound of questioning turned into a slap, and it slapped Ze Yan's face.

"She...never mentioned..."

Jiang Shi was furious, but he suppressed his anger and left the room with Cha Jiu in his arms.

"What are you looking at, go back to sleep!"

Jiang Shi's roar could be vaguely heard outside the door.

Ze Yan sat down on the ground in a daze.

She touched her forehead subconsciously, but felt a cold sweat.