They all want to save me [Transmigration Book]

Under the street lamp, Song Lian's pupils were light brown and inorganic in coldness, but after seeing Lin She, the coldness in Song Lian's eyes quietly dissipated, with warmth,

"Are you looking for me?"

Lin She stared at Song Lian, drooped his head for a long time, helplessly, "Why are you following me?"

"I heard from Kong Han that you met gangsters before, and your injury is still not healed."

Lin She twitched the corner of his mouth, "Just because of this?"

"almost."

What is similar, yes is yes, no is no, vague, Lin She thought unwillingly, but Song Lian was out of concern after all, and Lin She couldn't really be ignorant of good people.

Seeing Lin She's reaction from the corner of his eyes, Song Lian couldn't help but sulking awkwardly. He turned his head to look at the alley, "Do you often encounter this kind of thing?"

Lin She said in a muffled voice, "How is it possible, only a strange face like you will encounter this."

He often passes by here after school, and those people already knew that he was worthless, so they didn't bother to work hard on him.

Only Song Lian's good-looking, well-behaved student face attracted attention.

Song Lian didn't quite believe it, "Then why did you get stuck in the alley before?"

Lin She became hoarse, what's going on, it's the setting of the plot.

In order to highlight the pitiful misery of the villain's student days.

But this reason obviously cannot be said, Lin She can only vaguely say, "Accidental, accidental, it has nothing to do with this."

Afraid that Song Lian would continue to ask, Lin She hurried away, "Let's go, it's time to go, if you don't go, it will be dark, you go back too, or Auntie will worry."

"It's okay, I told my mother." Song Lian shook the mobile phone that he didn't know when he was holding it, blocking Lin She's next refusal.

Lin She couldn't think of a reason for the refusal, so he could only scratch his head, and slowly followed Song Lian with his schoolbag, but he still couldn't hold back the wonder in his heart.

"Just because of this, you have been following me?"

Song Lian hummed, changed the subject, and asked concerned, "Is the stomachache better?"

Lin She himself forgot about it, but he didn't expect the little angel Song Lian to remind him to remember. Song Lian's tone of concern was natural and sincere. Lin She touched his stomach subconsciously, and suddenly felt that his attitude towards Song Lian just now was actually Pretty rude.

She bowed her head in embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "It's much better, it doesn't hurt anymore."

After finishing speaking, neither of them was talking, and the air became stagnant for a while.

After a while, the young man's cold voice came along with the night wind, "You were the one who called for me just now."

After a while of silence, there was another dull hum.

The cold boy said with a smile in his tone, "You don't want me to see you off, why don't you let them teach me a lesson, maybe I will regret it after being scared, and go home halfway."

"This is a good idea, I will definitely remember it next time." Another boyish voice said with a hint of a smile.

……

At the gate of Jinghua Mingyuan's community,

Song Lian and Lin She stood under the streetlight, Lin She instinctively looked towards his house, and was relieved when he found the darkness.

The perverted adoptive father is on a business trip!

The instinctive fear of his adoptive father made him always forget about it, and his heart stopped beating when he saw someone approaching his home.

Song Lian followed Lin She's line of sight and saw only darkness, "Hasn't uncle come back yet?"

Lin She shook his head, "He's going on a business trip for a week, by the way, are you sure you're not injured?"

Lin She was afraid that Xueshen's deskmate would be dragged down by him.

Song Lian shook his head, "No, but..." The cold young man's eyelashes trembled slightly, his expression was a bit embarrassed, Lin She was startled,

"what happened?"

Could it be that Song Lian was injured somewhere that he and 067 didn't see?

Song Lian coughed awkwardly, "Can I borrow your bathroom?"

"Bathroom, of course..." As soon as Lin She said the words, his pupils constricted immediately, he clenched his palms anxiously, stammered and smiled dryly, and looked around guiltily.

"There is a public restroom in our community, it's quite close, or I'll take you there."

The perverted adoptive father installed a surveillance camera in the living room to watch and check from time to time, and it was also specially used to control the original body.

No matter who enters the living room, the perverted adoptive father guarantees to see it immediately.

It would be a nightmare for the perverted adoptive father to see little angel Song Lian enter the living room and go to the bathroom under his leadership.

Song Lian's pupils moved slightly, and his long eyelashes trembled. There was a little embarrassment and embarrassment in the coldness. The hazy light shone on Song Lian, which added a layer of beauty. I feel bad.

But he still insisted on his own heart and hardened his heart, "My home is a bit far away, and the public toilet is closer than our home."

As he spoke, Lin She's voice became lower and lower, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

He was so ashamed.

The little angel Song Lian obviously sent herself home to protect herself, but when she arrived at the door, she wanted to borrow a bathroom, and was pushed back and forth by herself.

I am too bad myself.

Already a junior qualified villain.

Lin She lowered his head anxiously, so pitifully that Song Lian couldn't bear to be dissatisfied. Song Lian raised his head and looked at where Lin She had just seen, and then calmly withdrew his gaze.

"Okay, you take me there."

With a cold voice like fairy music, Lin She raised his head in shock, observing Song Lian's expression carefully,

"Then, shall I take you there?"

"Yeah." Song Lian responded without emotion, and seemed to be lifeless, but Lin She still felt guilty and uneasy, and secretly looked at Song Lian, whose gaze was so hard to ignore.

"how?"

Song Lian looked doubtful, Lin She pursed his lips, a little embarrassed, "You are not angry."

Song Lian froze for a moment, and said in a calm voice, "No."

"Really?" Lin She was dubious.

Song Lian glanced at Lin She, helplessly, "Really not, didn't you just say that it's not convenient for your family, let's go."

"Oh." Lin She heaved a sigh of relief, nodded repeatedly, and hurriedly led the way.

So the little angel Song Lian is really a kind and considerate person.

Song Lian didn't stay here for long, after greeting Lin She, he told Lin She to remember to take his medicine, and was about to leave while Lin She watched him off.

Lin She watched Song Lian's figure go away, stood there and sighed for a while,

"Student Song Lian is really understanding."

He didn't get angry when he was treated like this. He has a really good temper. Lin She felt that if it was him who kindly sent his classmate home, the classmate not only wouldn't let him into the room to rest for a while, he wouldn't even let him into the bathroom. It will explode.

067 agrees very much, Xing Xing watched Song Lian leave.

[Yes, what a little angel. 】

After sighing, Lin She and 067 turned around and walked into the stairs together, took out the key and opened the door to go home.

But he didn't see it, just downstairs of his house, Song Lian's figure of green pines and cypresses appeared here, standing under the window of his house, looking up at him.

After a while, Song Lian changed a direction that Lin She's family couldn't see. When he saw someone approaching, Song Lian politely pulled the person away,

"Hi Uncle, Excuse me, my family asked me to come to 25, Building 301, in this community. They said that our family has relatives here, and let me stay at his house for a few days. Do you know where it is?"

The person who was caught read silently, "Building 25, 301, isn't that right there?" The person pointed to Lin She's house, "Look, there are still lights in their house, there should be someone, you can go and have a look."

Song Lian seemed a little embarrassed and said, "Uncle, I haven't seen this relative for a long time, and I'm a little nervous. Well, can I ask you how their family is doing? My family hasn't seen him for a long time."

"People..." Here rubbed his chin, recalled for a while,

"I remember that their family seems to be a father and son. The child should be about the same age as you. He has a taciturn personality and doesn't like to talk much."

"What about my lord?" Song Lian asked.

"My lord... Let me think about it," the man thought for a long time, and began to scratch from his limited memory, "I remember that their lord looked refined and refined, and he was very polite to his neighbors."

"Uncle, how is your temper? I'm a little nervous." Song Lian's face showed a little nervousness at the right time.

"The temper should be okay. He looks gentle and gentle. He is quite a gentle and refined person."

"Thank you uncle."

Song Lian watched this person leave, stood there and frowned for a while, then raised his eyes to look at Lin She's house, then turned around again, changed direction to meet another person,

"Hi Auntie, Hello Uncle, Excuse me, my family asked me to..."

Lin She didn't know anything about what happened downstairs.

He is scratching his head and doing homework.

I don't know that Song Lian didn't really leave his community until the night was dark and the phone in his hand was turned on.

Soon after Song Lian left,

Song's father, who lived in the same community as Lin She, finally came back, and was preparing to open the door when he happened to meet a neighbor, who was very pleasantly surprised.

"Oh, Lao Song is back."

Father Song smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, with a slightly protruding belly, and greeted the neighbor cheerfully, "Yes, you're back, where are you going to buy vegetables?"

The uncle in the neighborhood shook the vegetables in his hand, "Yes, the price of celery has been reduced today, so I bought more." As he spoke, the uncle in the neighborhood seemed to remember something, and slapped his head,

"By the way, Lao Song, two nights ago, a child came to you with something, saying that he was your son's classmate. Your son asked him to bring a few words. Didn't you always want to see your son? How is it?"

Father Song first sighed, "My son doesn't want to see me." Then he looked at the neighbor eagerly and pleasantly, "By the way, when did that kid come? What's his name? What's he doing here? Do you know? My son is willing to meet me."

How did the neighbor uncle know this, "I wasn't there at the time. I really don't know the name of the kid who talked to my mother, but I do know that the kid seems to belong to this community."

"You weren't home at the time, so we didn't come to ask urgently." The neighbor uncle scratched his head.

Father Song was extremely distressed, "I went out of town for business a few days ago, who knows why it's so unfortunate, I just came back, and I heard you tell me about it."

Knowing that he came to look for Song Lian, his wife and daughter were so angry and anxious that they kept calling to tell them to go back, crying and making noises. What Song's father had to deal with was exhausted.

It took a lot of effort to comfort them, and when they had time to come, who knew that they just missed the time when their son was looking for him, which made Song's father a little anxious.

Moreover, the key is why the son's classmates came to him.

Could it be that Song Lian was finally willing to forgive him?

The more Father Song thought about it, the more anxious he became, and he was extremely frustrated. He wished he knew now that he regretted leaving so early. It would have been better if he had left two days later.

The point is that Song Lian doesn't want to see him anymore.

I don't know what Song Lian said to him at that time.

I heard that Song Lian's child's school is going to be divided into classes. Father Song is extremely proud of the old Song family for producing a son as smart as Song Lian. At the same time, he decided that for his son's future, should he do something to make up for all these years? missing and caring.

Father Song had a vague idea in his mind.

Seeing Father Song's listless distracted look, the neighbor uncle reminded,

"Old Song, did you forget that there is a camera installed at your door? That child is in the same community as us. You can ask the property owner, maybe you can find something. If you have time, go and visit the child's family. Don't we just become friends? Isn't there a reason to see my son later?"

Father Song's eyes lit up, yes.

"Oh, that's really true. I was confused when I cared about it. I didn't think about it for a while. Thank you, Lao Lin."

The neighbor uncle waved his hand indifferently, "They are all neighbors, why don't you thank me, please be polite, your sister-in-law is cooking at home, how about Lao Song, deal with it?"

Song's father waved his hand cheerfully and refused, "I won't bother my sister-in-law anymore, I have to hurry up and take care of my son's affairs."

"Go, go, next time you have time, come over and try your sister-in-law's handicraft."

"Okay." Father Song responded with a smile.

The neighbor uncle greeted Song's father with a smile and entered the door, leaving Song's father alone. Song's father quickly opened the door and began to check the surveillance to see who the child was and what he looked like.

The one who can ask my son to come here must be his good friend.

Song's father is still a bit clear about Song Lian's temperament, Song Lian should be quite concerned about this friend.

Even for the sake of Song Lian's sake, Father Song had to cheerfully find the child, be grateful, let the child and Song Lian get along well, and if there was anything he needed, just go to him, Uncle Song.

Father Song turned on the surveillance camera and began to rummage forward.

"Not this one."

"Neither is this."

"What about this? The one who put up the small advertisement, it's not..."

... I don't know how long it took, but Song's father finally saw the target through the camera. It was a student who looked about the same age as Song Lian. with a letter.

It may be that no one answered for a long time, and the students on the video looked curiously through the cat's eyes.

After a while, the back door opened.

It was Lao Lin's old mother who came out. The student also heard the movement, turned his head to look over, and couldn't hear what they said, and the camera was silent, but Song's father could roughly guess that Lao Lin's mother should be talking about him based on his movements. not at home.

The student smiled shyly, pointing at the door of her own house while talking to Mother Lin.

A few minutes later, the student looked at the gate of her house again, turned and left.

Father Song paused the video, zoomed in on the envelope in Lin She's hand, and guessed in his heart that the student child was here to deliver the letter for Song Lian.

It has been many years, but this child's preference has not changed.

Father Song looked at the envelope in the video with nostalgia, with mixed emotions in his eyes. After a while, Father Song recovered from the nostalgia, printed out the photo of the student baby in the video, and went downstairs to find the property.

I was in a hurry along the way, seeing acquaintances without even having time to say hello.

After arriving at the property office, Song's father hurriedly asked them to find out where the child lived.

Several properties looked at each other, one of them coughed and looked at Lin She's photo with some embarrassment,

"Mr. Song, it's not that we don't help, but that we really can't help. If anyone takes out a photo and wants to ask for the exact address, how can we guarantee the personal safety of the residents in the community?" .”

The other nodded and said, "Mr. Song, I hope you can understand."

Father Song frowned, "It must not work?"

Several property owners shook their heads and smiled wryly, "Mr. Song, this really won't work."

Father Song was not annoyed either, he just lost his way in a hurry, grabbed Lin She's photo and left, Father Song then sent the photo of Lin She to the secretary, asking him to find out the specific situation of the child in the photo as soon as possible.

Send him the information as soon as possible.

The real estate is no good, but the secretary can always do it. If the secretary can't do it, you can find a private detective. As long as the money is in place, the child can always be found.

After Song's father left, several properties were a little suspicious of Song's father. After all, it is too intrusive to want to know the specific address of someone with a photo these days.

"Is that person a human trafficker?"

"It doesn't look like it, could it be revenge?"

"Maybe it's a divorce to snatch the child."

Several properties became more and more afraid. Someone suggested,

"Otherwise, let's pay attention to it and remind his family if we see this child."

"Yes, yes, I have to remind you."

"Hey, I kind of remember who that child is? I said why does it look familiar? I really want to see that child once. It seems to be the child of the owner's family on the 25th floor. His surname is Lin. Wait, let me look for it."

This property is specially registered for community information, so he picked up the notebook and began to rummage by memory.

"Found it, this is it."

In the notebook, the name and contact information of the perverted adoptive father were clearly recorded.

Several other properties also came over, "Lin Wenye, I sound familiar. Wait, isn't Lin Wenye on a business trip? His children won't be at home alone, right?"

"Then what should we do?" Several other people also started to panic, after all, in the photo just now, the child didn't look very old.

The young child was alone at home, and someone just took a photo of the child and asked for the specific address.

No matter how it's put together, it's a creepy thing to do.

"No, I have to call the owner quickly and let him know that if something happens to the child in our place, it will be over!" The person in charge of the property immediately made a decision.

The other property also quickly took out its mobile phone and dialed the contact information above.

"Beep beep..."

A few seconds later, a gentle voice rang from the other end of the phone,

"Hello."

"It's clear." The property manager who was in charge of the phone quickly covered his mouth with his index finger, and told the others in a low voice, signaling them not to speak. The others quickly covered their mouths and listened carefully to the sound on the phone.

"Hello, sir, I am the property owner of Jinghua Mingyuan Community. Are you Mr. Lin Wenye, the owner of 25, Building 302, [-]th floor of our community?" the property owner asked warmly.

The other end was silent for a while before saying, "Yes, what's the matter?"

The property responsible for the phone call explained to Lin Wenye,

"Hello, Mr. Lin, this is the case. This evening, someone came to us with a photo of your child and asked us to provide your child's detailed address. Of course, Mr. Lin, don't worry, we didn't provide it, but we still I want to remind Mr. Lin about this matter, please pay more attention to Mr. Lin."

The breath on the other end of the phone suddenly paused, then began to increase, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"Or...do you know that person and Mr. Lin?"

"...Mr. Lin? Hello, Mr. Lin?"

The property manager saw no response for a long time, and held the phone in front of his eyes strangely to check it.

Not bad.

Why did you suddenly stop talking.

"Ah, I'm listening. I know about this matter. We don't know this person. I will come back as soon as possible. Thank you for your hard work."

"Mr. Lin is polite, this is what we should do."

After hanging up the phone, several property managers breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, far away, the face of the man with the mobile phone in his hand suddenly became gloomy and terrifying

Standing in the darkness without light, the man is like a ferocious beast that is so enraged that it chooses to eat people. There are thick haze and distortions in his eyes. He holds the phone tightly, his eyes are cold and terrifying, and his maliciousness is as thick as mud that cannot be melted. murmur,

"Why are you always disobedient!"

It seemed that he was going back as soon as possible!

The man's hand was clenched suddenly, with such force that it almost crushed the phone in his hand.

Lin She was still immersed in the joy that the plot was finally back on track, and he didn't know anything about the sudden change.

Eat and do homework, wash and clean up, and finally clean up.

After everything last night, Lin She lay on the bed as usual and began to apply medicine to the wound.

After these few days of fermentation, the white and smooth waist wound has gradually changed from bruising to swollen and congested, like a finely shattered jade.

Lin She touched it lightly, and the pain changed from sharp to dull.

This made Lin She a little happy.

According to this recovery situation, maybe the wound will be able to recover after the perverted adoptive father returns.

While Lin She was thinking, he carefully rubbed the wound medicine, and the green ointment was slowly and carefully applied to the wound. At this moment,

"Beep bell..."

A familiar ringtone that made Lin She terrified pierced through the silent night, Lin She shivered instinctively, knocked down the wound on his waist, made him sweat profusely, and took a breath.

But what is more terrifying than physical pain is the depressive fear of the unknown mentally.

This is the phone number of the perverted adoptive father.

Lin She's pupils were trembling with fear, he took a deep breath, carefully covered his waist with the clothes, ran to the living room anxiously and connected the phone,

It was a familiar man's voice,

"Why did it take you so long to answer the phone?"

Lin She pursed her lips and explained in a low voice, "I'm doing my homework."

The man's voice was like a hissing snake, coaxing Lin She gently, "Lin She, tell me, have you behaved these days when I'm not here?"

But the gentler the man's voice was, the more frightened Lin She felt, and his heartbeat almost stopped beating.

Lin She didn't know why the man would ask such a question, he licked his lips nervously, and shook his throat, "I... I am obedient, I have always been obedient."

"Really."

The man on the other end murmured inexplicably. The man looked at Lin She who was flustered in the surveillance, and swiped his fingertips. The screen suddenly changed to a video of a teenager struggling to enter the door with several large bags of medicine.

If Lin She was here, he would definitely recognize that this is the scene of Kong Han delivering medicine to him.

The man played back the video over and over again, his face was hidden in the darkness, and he couldn't see anything clearly, only the shining green light on the screen faintly revealed in the room.

It was eerily quiet.

The man listened silently to Lin She's defense on the other end of the phone, and suddenly changed the subject in an unclear manner, "Are you happy these few days when I'm not here?"

Lin She's face turned pale in an instant, and he muttered and couldn't speak.

The man's terrified chuckle came through the radio waves, like a devil's laughter made Lin She tremble uncontrollably.

"But I'm a little unhappy," a sigh came from the other end, "Lin She, I told you to be more obedient and not obedient. Don't let Dad worry about it. Why are you always disobedient?"

Lin She's pupils were trembling violently, and the phantom pain made him tremble with fear.

He didn't know what he did wrong, and where he made the man unhappy.

Or, it's not his fault at all, what's wrong with the man's work?Lin She didn't know all of this, the only thing he knew was that at this moment, he must apologize to the man in the most submissive and weakest manner.

To pray that the man can kindly let him go once.

Lin She's posture was humble and uneasy, his long eyelashes trembled in panic, his lips were pale and soft,

"Dad, I'm sorry,"

"Enjoy this happy time and wait for me to come back." The other party hung up the communication after saying this with a smile.

Lin She was left alone listening to the beeping busy tone on the phone in a daze.

The bone-chilling coolness invaded the skin along the soles of the feet, completely submerging Lin She, and the psychological torture of waiting for the unknown education made Lin She's spirit tense, and his palms were sweating, until a mechanical sound sounded, awakening his mind with a 100% synchronization rate.

[When a miserable boy, blackening degree 5]

Lin She's nerves relaxed, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water. His face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and the hair on his forehead was tightly stuck to his forehead dripping with cold sweat.

The intense stress response to the abnormal adoptive father is uncontrollable.

Lin She couldn't control himself.

[Host host, we are divided again! ] 067 screamed excitedly when he heard the broadcast, and was just about to share the good news with Lin She, when he saw Lin She's pale face, he paused, and said worriedly,

[Host, how do you feel?Are you OK? 】

Lin She calmed down for a few minutes before recovering a bit of energy, and dragged himself to the bathroom. There was surveillance in the living room, so Lin She didn't dare to do anything in the living room, maybe the perverted adoptive father was spying on the screen.

in the bathroom,

Lin She waved his hands weakly, and let out a long breath, "It's okay, I'll be fine slowly."

How much psychological shadow did the damn pervert leave on the original body? No matter how many times, he still managed to control more than instinctive fear.

[The host, you should take a rest first. ] 067 hurriedly said.

It took Lin She a few minutes to regain his composure. He checked his situation helplessly. It seemed that the bath and the medicine were for nothing, and he had to repeat it.

Why did the perverted adoptive father suddenly call?

Lin She couldn't understand it.

067 Seeing that Lin She is all right, he was happily showing Lin She the progress bar of blackening, when he heard this, he waved his hand,

【Host, you just think too much, who would have thought of the thoughts of a perverted scum, maybe that pervert has fallen ill. 】

Ke Linshe was still a little worried,

"But there is no such part in the plot."

067 probed to comfort Lin She, [Whether he has it or not, at least he contributed blackening value and gave us points. I hope this pervert can come a few more times, so we will have points. 】

[It's been so long, we can also get some points from the perverted adoptive father, it would be even better if we could get more points. 】

067 smacked his lips, still a little dissatisfied. Seeing that Lin She was still frowning, he comforted,

[Host, what are you worried about? Even if the perverted adoptive father is really a bit biased, there are only good things and no bad things for us. Look at him this time, didn’t he give us points? He and Kong Han Song Lian Little angels are different. 】

[Bah bah, perverted ninja scum is not worthy of being compared with little angels. 】

Lin She was so comforted by 067 that he also felt that it made sense, so he stopped worrying.

He just washed his face again and reapplied the wound with good medicine before lying on the bed and getting ready to rest.

the next day,

In a black car not far from the school gate,

Father Song with a happy face was sitting in the back seat, watching the students coming and going outside through the filmed car window. The phone screen was on, and there was a photo of Lin She on it.

Pedestrians who came and went occasionally noticed that they turned their heads to check, but when they saw the dark car windows, they all turned their eyes back in boredom.

inside the car,

The secretary and driver in the front seat also looked outside, but he was still a little puzzled.

"Mr. Song, isn't this kid a classmate with Young Master Song Lian? Then they must be in the same class. You can just ask the teacher."

Why take a big detour and try hard to run to the school gate and squat to guard.

He had to come over overnight.

The fat father of Song shook his head and said happily, "Xiao Lin, you don't understand. My son is very stubborn. If he knows that I secretly inquire about his friends, he will definitely be angry with me."

Secretary Kobayashi really doesn't understand the way rich people think.

He didn't even understand why Song Lian didn't like Song Lian's real estate company, what a wealth of money he had.

So, it really is a child, who still doesn't understand the beauty of these things.

"Hey, Xiao Lin, take a look, is it that child?" Father Song's eyes were sharp, and he could see from a distance the well-behaved Lin She, who was dressed in strict rules and regulations, and matched it with the photo, "It seems to be that child."

Secretary Xiao Lin followed Song's father's line of sight and recognized it for a long time, "President Song, it seems to be true."

"Hahaha, I'll just say that I'm not mistaken." Song's father was rather proud, and looked at Lin She from a distance in the car,

"This child is so tight, the buttons are too tight on a hot day, and he doesn't feel stuffy. After all, he is a child. He is in good health, unlike us who are older and suffer from a little heat. No."

Secretary Xiaolin smiled and agreed with Father Song's words.

Father Song didn't need the secretary's reply either. Song Lian, the only smart one in the old Song family, could never be wrong. He made friends with that child, so it must be because of the good things about this child.

Song's father liked Lin She more and more, "This child looks so well-behaved and well-behaved, he is only a little worse than my Song Lian, which is good."

Yes, look, everyone is worse than Young Master Song Lian.

The secretary complained in his heart.

"Xiao Lin, you've seen this person too. Find out the specific information about that child as soon as possible, so you can do it." Father Song looked away and looked at the secretary.

The secretary nodded hurriedly, "Don't worry, Mr. Song, the message will be sent to your mobile phone within 24 hours."

"Yes, Not Bad."

Father Song nodded in satisfaction, looked at Lin She again, and said, "Let's go."

"Mr. Song, let's not wait...Master Song Lian?" The secretary was dumbfounded. He thought Father Song was here for Song Lian when he came to this important point.

Speaking of this, Song's father turned a little bitter, as if he had swallowed a catty of fish gall, "Take it as if I don't want to see it, that child Song Lian doesn't want to see me."

Otherwise, what would he be looking for Lin She to do.

Wouldn't it be nice to go directly to your son?

Kobayashi let out an oh, it turned out to be the case.

"Let's go, that child Song Lian has sharp eyes, if he sees me, he will be unhappy again."

"Okay Mr. Song." The secretary sitting in the driver's seat started the engine, and there was a low engine sound, and Song's father behind him finally looked away and looked at the secretary, "By the way, how is the cash I asked you to prepare?" ?”

The secretary respectfully said while driving, "The 30 cash has been withdrawn."

"Well, that's about the same."

Father Song nodded in satisfaction.

As a father, he has not fulfilled his responsibilities for more than ten years. Since Song Lian likes to study and is so smart, he must do something for his son.

Even if it was money, it had to give the only son a future.

The black vehicle quietly passed the intersection and merged into the traffic flow, and gradually disappeared.

After the vehicle started, Lin She was startled by the sound of the engine, raised his eyes, saw that it was just a vehicle he had never seen before, and turned back casually.

At this moment, the gates of the school are crowded with food stalls, and the crowds are full of students.

After squeezing past them with difficulty, Lin She sniffed the fragrance in the air, and sighed with 067, "This smell is too fragrant."

【Host, you're promising, haven't you eaten breakfast yet? 】

"Although the craftsmanship of the original body is not bad, haven't you heard of it? It's the best if you haven't eaten it." Lin She was confident and plausible.

Although the original body is not very old, under the years of oppression by the perverted adoptive father, he has already trained himself to be a pretty good cook.

It's just that when there is time, it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, and the perverted adoptive father doesn't give him food, so the original body can only starve.

Lin She and 067 entered the classroom while murmuring.

The new tablemate Song Lian had already sat in his seat, with a straight figure, reciting words in a low voice with his eyes lowered seriously. The early morning sun shone on the cool young man, casting a light golden glow on him. Afterglow.

Lin She smacked his lips, admiring Song Lian who was studying hard, and whispered to 067, "Look at him."

067 is also full of Song Lian's little angel filter, covering his face at the moment,

[Awesome! 】

In order not to disturb Song Lian, Lin She deliberately sat down on the seat quietly, but Song Lian noticed it immediately, raised his eyes and greeted Lin She, with traces of warmth spreading in his indifferent eyes.

"How's your body? Does your stomach still hurt?"

Lin She pursed his lips and smiled slightly. After yesterday's incident, the relationship between him and Song Lian seemed to be a little closer, and he didn't dislike Song Lian's concern from the bottom of his heart.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Today's tablemate is still the same as before, wearing a long and opaque dress, wrapping himself tightly, and the buttons are turned to the top, only revealing his white wrists and soft neck, quite A little cute.

He was obediently answering his own question.

The melting smile in Song Lian's eyes deepened unconsciously, but he did not forget what Lin She said in the infirmary, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

Lin She was stunned for a moment, only to realize that Song Lian had heard the conversation between him and the doctor yesterday.

Fortunately, he deliberately lowered his voice and answered in a low voice.

Lin She blushed a little, feeling ashamed, coughed, and muttered softly,

"Ate."

Song Lian's concern and sincerity made him a little bit reluctant to lie.

But Lin She turned his head and thought, he really ate today, so why should he feel guilty.

"Really?"

Song Lian was a little suspicious, his eyes stayed on Lin She, trying to find out something from Lin She's expression, "Didn't you say that uncle is on a business trip?"

Lin She was not convinced, and glared at Song Lian, "Who said breakfast must be prepared by others, I can cook it myself, can't I?"

The boy's chest was puffed out and his angry appearance was much more lively than usual, as if the whole person was