You look so beautiful when you cry [Quick Transmigration]

It has been almost two weeks since Su Qiao came to this city.

The clothes on his body were dusty. Although he had his hair cut before coming here, it didn't suit him very well. On the contrary, he looked even more lethargic. His thin body was curled up due to the cold, like a poor stray cat on the side of the road .

He has very little money left.

I can't afford a hotel, and I don't know where I can rest tonight.

Stealthily staring at the dazzling young man not far away, Su Qiao didn't have the courage to walk over, but just shook her fingers that were about to freeze, imprinting the young man's smile in her mind.

Suddenly, the young man looked at him.

The moment their eyes met, Su Qiao suddenly lowered her head, her face flushed with shame.

Han Jing had just glanced at it inadvertently, and raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the boy's panicked reaction.

He walked towards the thin boy, and found that the boy's body was shaking, his eyes were still ice-like indifference, but the corners of his mouth curled up habitually.

"Hello."

Su Qiao noticed that the man was walking towards her, and subconsciously wanted to run away, but for some reason, her legs didn't listen.

"You're not an adult yet, you're dressed so thinly."

As soon as Han Jing said this, the people around him also fixed their eyes on Su Qiao.

"Children, aren't you going home so late?"

"Why don't you speak, you can't be dumb."

"Who of you will take him to..."

Han Jing stood aside and listened, lowering his eyes slightly, and saw the young man flinch because of the questioning from the people around him.

Malice flashed across his eyes.

How about, use this thing for the next game?

"Okay," interrupting their questioning with a wave of his hand, Han Jing squatted down and looked up at Su Qiao's face, as if he was teasing a vigilant animal, "They must have scared you."

Su Qiao met Han Jing again, and blurted out the title, "Brother Han..."

The sound was very small, but Han Jing heard it.

"What is your name."

Su Qiao's heart beat very fast, almost to the point of fright, her voice became softer, like a little girl, "Su Qiao."

"su, qiao."

Han Jing read the name slowly.

The last words the man said to himself.

——"Do you know a little boy named Su Qiao?"

Han Jing clenched his fists under his sleeves, and then smiled brightly at Su Qiao.

"What a nice name."

Su Qiao didn't expect to hear this sentence.

His eyes were wide open, his expression was a little dazed, and when he was sure that he had heard correctly, he showed a timid expression.

Still the first person...to say his name nicely.

Han Jing...is really gentle.

"Let me treat you to dinner, kid," Han Jing restrained the tyranny flooded by memories, smiled and invited the boy in front of him, "I'll take you home later."

Su Qiao pursed her lips, the word 'home' made him feel depressed again.But he couldn't refuse the invitation from the person in front of him, so he nodded.

The rare delicacy made Su Qiao narrow her eyes, and her hungry stomach suddenly ate, causing a dull pain.

Han Jing was always gentle and considerate, which made Su Qiao even more cowardly and inferior.

He has never been so cared for.

During the meal, he hardly said anything, because he was afraid that if something he said made Han Jing angry, the warmth at this moment would be instantly shattered.

Han Jing patiently fed the toys and offered an invitation.

"Later, I will take you to a fun place."

Su Qiao still didn't dare to look at him, fixed her erratic eyes on the plate in front of her, and nodded slowly.

He still doesn't know what will happen to him.

Han Jing took him into the car, and even played brisk music while driving home.

At the door of the house, enter the password, the gentleman Han Jing opened the door and let Su Qiao go in first.

"Please, kid."

Su Qiao looked at the darkness inside the door and was afraid in his heart. He hesitated to go in, but was suddenly pushed hard.

--boom.

The door was closed.

Su Qiao's heart twitched, and she looked at Han Jing timidly.

Han Jing didn't even give him a look, and walked past him, walking into the depths of the house.

Su Qiao stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

"come over."

Han Jing was still smiling, but his tone was different.

Su Qiao's mind is sensitive, and Han Jing in front of him gives him a completely different feeling, which makes him... scared.

"Don't you understand?" Han Jing sighed helplessly, picked up the inconspicuous stick standing aside, and slowly twisted it to pull out the sharp blade.

This is a long knife.

Su Qiao paled in horror, as if she already understood how she would be treated.

Facing the person who might kill him, he just looked blankly.

This time, he did not avoid Han Jing's gaze.

Han Jing seemed to find it very amused, "Scared?"

Su Qiao looked up at him, and when Han Jing kept approaching, he suddenly squatted down, wrapped his arms around his head, and curled up into a ball.

He didn't cry for help, nor turned around and ran away, but shrank like an ostrich, as if he could reach another world by doing so.

Han Jing raised his eyebrows, walked up to the huddled Su Qiao, and kicked him humiliatingly.

"Kid, what are you doing?"

The place where Su Qiao was kicked was very painful, but he didn't say a word.

I have long been used to being treated like this, so I know to keep silent when I am beaten.

That way those people can get bored and walk away.

Han Jing kicked him again, but he still didn't hear his cry of pain, so he couldn't help being a little unhappy.

"Do you despise me?"

He stepped on Su Qiao's stomach fiercely, turned him over, held the long knife in his hand, and looked at his thin body.

When he was about to stab, Han Jing's cell phone rang.

"Hey?"

"Brother! Super exciting news! Guess who is the new professor in our school!"

The voice on the phone was very excited.

Han Jing's face was a bit gloomy under the illumination of the phone screen, but his voice was still smiling.

"I have graduated..."

"Moxie! That Moxie! It's him! His photos are spreading like crazy on the Internet! Oh my god, he's even more handsome in person!"

Han Jing's smile froze.

He hung up the phone abruptly, then opened the webpage with shaking hands.

In the photo is a young man with no expression, wearing a decent suit, standing in front of the podium, looking down at something.

It's really... High as always.

Mo Shao.

"Heh," Han Jing laughed, "I'm finally willing to come back."

The heart that had been silent for many years seemed to be broken at this moment, and it was so noisy that it was difficult to breathe.

It took Han Jing a long time to finally calm down, clutching his cell phone with a somewhat childlike innocence.

"Little friend, I don't have time to play with you today." Han Jing roughly pulled Su Qiao up from the ground, dragged him to the door, and threw him out without hesitation.

He wasn't worried at all whether Su Qiao would call the police, and he didn't take the child seriously.

Su Qiao was kicked out just like that, and got nothing but a large bruise on her body.

He lowered his head, the light in his eyes had disappeared, and he was as quiet as a puppet.

He is like a person who has been walking on a tightrope for a long time, and finally fell into the cliff.

Actually nothing.

It's just that the last bit of hope has disappeared.

It is impossible to have such a perfect person as I imagined, even if there is, the tenderness will not be given to myself.

Su Qiao's eyes were watery, but she couldn't shed a single tear.

Wiping her eyes, Su Qiao shrank and sat slowly at the door.

Hope... can go away.

"Jojo!"

After some anxious voices, Su Qiao fell into a hug.

There is a faint fragrance on the body of the person holding him, and he is surrounded by the warm temperature.

Su Qiao didn't move, and slowly closed her half-opened eyes.

The author has something to say:

Han Jing (clenching fists): Sure enough, he should be killed directly.

Su Qiao (hugging Mo Xi): Brother, I'm afraid.

Mo Xi (strengthened and shocked): It’s all right. (I'm scared too!)

Author: Cough ~ Moxi said that he would warm up the poor little Su Qiao~ Su Qiao said that he would be cured well~ Han Jing said that the child is too annoying and just give him a good beating~