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Chapter 28 The Prophet

Fu Huai's treatment notes:

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Symptom Name: Prophet

Disease number: A-VI

World number: 27

Main symptoms: Lu Yan can clearly see the future of others.

Hazard class: II

Treatment method: Let Lu Yan do the math.

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In early spring, February [-] has passed, when it is warm and cold.

The flow of people in the school season is like the snow-melt streams in the woods. At the beginning, they dragged their feet and reluctantly walked from home to school. They must not rush out until a few days before the school starts, crowded with subways, buses and train stations. .

Fu Huai avoided the trendy army earlier this year, dragging his suitcase and walking under the tree trunks that were already glowing green in the school.

Except for a few supermarkets and milk tea shops that were open, there was only a black-backed and white-bellied magpie walking on the road like no one else, so Fu Huai was a little surprised when he heard someone calling him.

"classmate."

He looked up and saw a strange boy standing by the side of the road waving at him.

"Is something wrong?" He walked over and asked.

The boy was wearing an inappropriate long black down jacket, the wrapped fluff was fluffy and fluffy, and the tightly tied bucket hat covered half of his face, only half of his fair and handsome face was exposed, his nose was so cold It was red, like a mole just emerging from its winter burrow.

Even with all that on, he still looks cold.

Fu Huai was a little surprised. After all, even if it was cold, there was no need to exaggerate.

When the strange boy saw him coming, he smiled at him familiarly, a dimple appeared on the side of his face, and grabbed his wrist.

"Student, do you want to tell your fortune?"

???

The two maintained this strange posture and looked at each other silently for a while,

The smile on the face of the strange boy on the opposite side was even brighter. He coughed a little artificially, and pointed to an inconspicuous foam board under his feet, on which was written in handsome and beautiful fonts.

【Gossip and fortune telling, Zhouyi divination, horoscope dream interpretation, marriage matching】

"Are you a fortune teller?" Fu Huai took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and first took a picture of the foam board under the boy's feet.

"Yes, yes." The boy's voice became softer at this moment.

"What name?"

"Lu Yan..."

"Come, come here." It was Fu Huai's turn to wave to him.

"what?"

"Take a picture together."

"Senior...no, no need..." The boy named Lu Yan sensed something was wrong and said with a wry smile. "I don't need money to do fortune telling, I just like to do it, and I'm also a student here..."

"Don't be afraid, little classmate. I'll make you beautiful." Fu Huai turned on the camera with a gentle smile on his face. "I'll just post it on Moments. After all, there are not many people who dare to brazenly set up a fortune-telling stall in college these days."

Lu Yan took a step back along the curb, put his hands in his pockets, and looked a little aggrieved.

"I'm not lying, I'm talking about what I can see. Those things that are going to happen... I really am not lying!"

Fu Huai heard it amused, took a step forward and put his arms around his neck, and approached his ear to ask with a friendly look.

"Then how about you help me figure out my recent luck?"

"Then don't move." Lu Yan got out of his arms, stopped two steps away from him, stared at his face for a while, and his complexion couldn't help but calm down.

On the side of the road, a girl who was going to occupy a seat in the library with a tutorial book gave the two of them a strange look.

In Lu Yan's eyes, a tender pink cloud gradually condensed above Fu Huai's head, a large piece fluttered like a large branch of double cherry blossoms in March.

This is his ability to see a person's fortune, or the most recent luck.The golden luck means that you will get rich recently, the black means that you will encounter bad things, the blood red means that there will be bloody disasters... and the pink, and it is such a strong pink...

Lu Yan's complexion could not help but become subtle.

"Senior."

"Ok?"

Fu Huai held the mobile phone in one hand and looked at his calm expression with great interest.

"how?"

"You have been lucky recently, and it's still very big, very big."

Lu Yan stretched out his arm and gestured to him.

Fu Huai raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, so you are really a prophet? Then do you know my name?"

"what?"

"My name is a werewolf." Fu Huai also looked calm.

"Oh, Senior Nalang, can I go?"

Lu Yan only looked around to see if there was no one around, so he picked up the foam board on the ground and wanted to run away.

"Wait a minute." Fu Huai waved his hand to stop him. "Then let me ask you, if Taohua doesn't come to me recently, what should I do?"

"Impossible!" Lu Yan was very confident in his divination. "Then you come to me, and I will solve this problem for you."

He boasted to Haikou, and then Fu Huai took his mobile phone WeChat and dormitory building number as a matter of course, and confirmed it repeatedly when he left.

"Senior, you swear you really won't report me?"

It would be too shameful to be named to spread feudal superstition.

"No, no." Fu Huai plucked the fluff on his collar, and smiled brightly without a hint of darkness.

"It's really a bad start. Why did I meet such a person in the first hexagram? It seems that it is really not easy to make a fortune-telling today."

Back in the dormitory, Lu Yan heaved a sigh of relief, sitting on the bed, clutching his phone in a daze, glanced at the mirror inadvertently, and the phone in his hand immediately fell to the ground.

The boy sitting on the bed in the mirror still had a three-point childish face, with a mess of hair that had just been pulled out of the hat, and his cheeks were flushed because of the trot, but the one on the top of his head was even pinker than his face. Tuofen clouds.

The thickness and size were almost the same as the boy he met today.

???

Recently, it is more popular for everyone to have a good luck together!

Lu Yan, who was lucky for the first time in 19 years, was deeply depressed, and after showing it to his roommate who had just returned to the dormitory, he felt that there was no problem.

Then this must be true!

He silently clutched his chest.

He, Lu Yan, is finally doomed once again!

Lu Yan's first day of luck: Nothing happened.

The second day of Lu Yan's luck: Nothing happened.

Lu Yan's third day of luck: Nothing happened.

On the fourth day of Lu Yan's luck, he received an unidentified call from an unknown person.

"Hello?" Lu Yan was playing with the producer on his mobile phone, and he no longer had any hope for his own luck.

But he heard a low and gentle voice from the opposite side.

"Excuse me, is it Lu Yan?"

"Yes, you are?" Lu Yan went to the balcony and closed the balcony door.

"Don't remember me?" The man chuckled, his voice was as nice as those game voice actors.

Hey, you are not my boyfriend, what should I do to remember you.

Lu Yan secretly slandered.

"I'm calling to talk to you about my luck."

"what?"

"Did you forget? Three days ago, you swore to me that I would have good luck."

Lu Yan immediately remembered and laughed twice.

"Haha, yes, yes. Maybe the time hasn't come yet. You know, marriage depends on fate in the final analysis."

"I don't care, it was you who said that I would come to you if I was not lucky."

"Er...really?"

"Come out and meet, I'll wait for you downstairs."

"What? Wait, wait, what are you doing here? I, I can't help it!"

The person opposite had already hung up.

Lu Yan pulled his hair angrily, and rolled on the bed.

What is this called!I don't know where to find my own peach blossoms?How do you know where your peach blossoms are?

As expected, Fu Huai was waiting for him downstairs, wearing a light camel-colored long windbreaker and a collarbone-exposing shirt that made Lu Yan tremble.

"Come with me." Fu Huai smiled at him, it was sweet and warm, and it was pretty tight.

If it was some nympho girls, they might start screaming, but if it was a pure little Ling like Lu Yan, the effect would be the same.

"Where are you going?" Lu Yan wrapped himself in his little padded clothes and followed suit.

Fu Huai blinked at him, and his slender fingers landed on his lips, leaving an indistinct mark.

"Go and find Peach Blossom."

Half an hour later, sitting on the soft plush sofa, Lu Yan tensed up and looked at the beautiful girls on the opposite side. Whisper.

"What you call peach blossom is friendship?"

"Yes." Fu Huai looked at him innocently, as if he was a little puzzled by his nervousness, and also pressed his ear tightly and asked.

"Which one do you like?"

Lu Yan's face suddenly turned red, and his white earlobe was stained with crimson, like the cherry blossom powder on the white canvas lightly blurred with a brush.

Fu Huai made his ears itch.

"What, what!" He gently pushed Fu Huai, but Fu Huai only bit his lip and tilted his head to smile at him.

"It should be taller." Lu Yan's face turned redder, and his voice was soft.

"anything else?"

"Good personality..."

Fu Huai nodded thoughtfully.

"more specific?"

"For example, you don't have to be good at cooking but you have to be considerate, you don't have to be smart but you have to be sincere..."

"What about the specific requirements for appearance?"

"The legs don't have to be long but they must be straight. The face doesn't have to be beautiful but the hands must be beautiful..."

Lu Yan relied on Fu Huaibala to talk about a bunch of criteria for choosing a mate, and then he saw that the group of girls on the opposite side looked at the two of them with increasingly weird eyes, and then felt something was wrong.

It seems that the posture between him and Fu Huai is indeed a bit ambiguous...

But if it is separated like this, it seems to be more self-defeating.

"What kind do you like?" Lu Yan tried his best to straighten his back, and pulled out the body that was almost leaning against Fu Huai's arms.

Fu Huai's already handsome face looked extraordinarily beautiful under the shaking flashing lights.When he is not smiling, his face is naturally stern, with less sunshine and more depth, and his narrow and long eyes seem to be full of affection.Now he is looking at Lu Yan with such eyes.

"I like it..." His voice was low and hoarse.

"What do you like?"

Lu Yan didn't hear clearly for a while, so he moved closer and asked again.

"I like you like this."

The lights flickered out just at this moment, and they were plunged into darkness.

Lu Yan felt someone gently kiss his face, and raised his eyes to see Fu Huai smiling at him slyly.

"Why don't you ask so much, just make do with me."

He spread his hands again.

"Anyway, you said that I was lucky, and that if I didn't, I would come to you. Now that I have found you, you must not let me go."

Lu Yan's prophecy has never been missed.

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World No. 27, the treatment is complete.

The author has something to say: From today onwards, it will be updated every other day ~ if there is one update, make up two updates, please help me remember.

Opening a new volume tomorrow!The author of Salted Fish must rise up and rise up!

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