The Villain Has Blackened Again

Chapter 41: Little boy, cold kiss

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After Qin Jia said this, her eyes dimmed, "Our two families have a good relationship, and his parents even thought about letting me marry into his house as a daughter-in-law. People are sick, but after four years of contact in college, I gradually fell in love with him, I think this proposal is quite good, but unfortunately... He already has someone he likes."

Speaking of which, she glanced at Nan Xun with a complicated expression.

Nan Xun was shocked by her, and said in a dry tone, "Qin Jia, your condolences."

Qin Jia sighed, "You said, he is so young, when his career is successful, how can he be gone?"

Nan Xun also sighed for a while, it is indeed too young.

"Xiao Ba, why do all the geniuses in this world die in a car accident? Look at me, I accidentally got into a car accident before my death, hey... I really feel pity for this Fu Yu."

Xiao Ba fell asleep, otherwise she would have scolded her when she heard this, "Nima, what kind of genius are you?"

"Bai Mo, how did you get the news? You disappeared for so many years, and City A is so big, it's not easy to find you. Are you still in touch with other classmates these years?" Qin Jia asked suddenly.

Nan Xun was startled and said truthfully, "Someone did call me. He claimed to be Fu Yu, but since Fu Yu has passed away, someone must have made a prank."

Qin Jia frowned slightly, "Prank? Even if someone wants to make a prank, they must know your contact information first. Fu and I... I've been inquiring about you all these years, but I don't even know how a prankster can know so easily? "

Nan Xun was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice, "It may not be Fu Yu, but I misheard it myself."

Qin Jia stared at her for a long time and did not continue the topic.

She picked up her phone, dug out her phone address book, deleted Fu Yu's phone number, and said sadly, "This phone number will never work again..."

Nan Xun looked at the string of numbers, and suddenly felt a little familiar, so he pulled out his phone and found the call records from the previous days.

Seeing this, Nan Xun's back was chilled with fright. The phone number of the caller was exactly the same as the one that Qin Jia had deleted!

How could it be Fu Yu's phone number? !

"Bai Mo, what's wrong?" Qin Jia asked when she saw her expression was not right.

Nan Xun shook his head and said it was fine.

Maybe the prankster used Fu Yu's cell phone to call her...

Nan Xun felt that she couldn't think deeply about this matter, so she quickly stopped, what to do.

When the party was over, everyone left.

When Nan Xun was left alone at the end, she couldn't help but groaned. She came by taxi when she came, and now in this wilderness, where does she go to take a taxi!

Finally, Nan Xun asked the proprietress of the farmhouse to borrow a bicycle and was going to ride it back.

For more than ten kilometers, Nima has to ride until it gets dark.

Nan Xun pushed the car and hurried out, but accidentally bumped into a little boy.

The little boy was wearing a small white T-shirt and denim shorts. He had big black and white eyes, and his lips were a little slender and slightly pursed, like a delicate doll.

Holding a bunch of wild chrysanthemums in his hand, he was looking up, staring at Nan Xun quietly.

Nan Xun had seen him before, this is the youngest son of the proprietress, but when she saw the little guy earlier, she saw that he was catching crickets with a group of wild boys, very lively, not as quiet as now.

The child's delicate little face was expressionless, and those big eyes had no emotion, and there was a dead silence inside.

Nan Xun smiled awkwardly, and asked quickly, "Little brother, did you get hurt by your sister just now? Is it okay for your sister to apologize to you?"

The little boy did not speak.

Nan Xun couldn't help squatting down to be level with him, and said with a smile: "Sister will make a magic trick for you, look, change, change, a piece of chocolate!"

Nan Xun handed the conjured chocolate to the little boy's chubby little paws.

He looked down at the chocolate in his hand, and then raised his head to look at her. Those big black and white eyes made Nan Xun read a deep taste.

Nan Xun made sure that he was not hurt by himself, reached out and rubbed his furry head, then pushed the car away.

After walking a few steps, Nan Xun couldn't help but look back.

He still looked at her quietly, but Hongyan's little mouth curved slightly.

Nan Xun also hooked his lips, not forgetting to talk to the little eight in his heart, "I knew that as soon as I made a move, no matter how difficult it was, the little baby would be taken care of by me."

The sleeping Xiaoba naturally did not respond.

The little boy came over slowly, step by step, walking very steadily, not jumping like an ordinary child at all.

He handed the wild chrysanthemum in his hand to Nan Xun.

Nan Xun said, "Is this flower for my sister? Thank you."

The little boy didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly.

Nan Xun looked at the delicate little face, smiled slightly, squatted down and kissed the little face.

The little boy turned his head slightly, and she kissed the little red mouth.

A coolness instantly spread from the lips to the apex of the heart, so cold that Nan Xun shivered unconsciously.

Nan Xun touched the head of the little radish head, "Why is it so cold on a hot day? Don't be playful, remember to go home early, if you catch a cold, your parents will be worried."

Nan Xun put the flowers sent by the little radish head into the basket of the car, and then rode away crookedly. This mountain road is really difficult to walk.

Halfway through the ride, the sky darkened.

Nan Xun turned his head and glanced at it, and suddenly saw several graves in the field. At this time, a gust of wind was blowing over.

Nan Xun shuddered, feeling a little flustered.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Nan Xun felt like he was getting heavier and heavier as he rode on the bicycle, as if the back seat on the bicycle suddenly had more... the weight of a person.

Nan Xun was taken aback by her sudden metaphor, so she hurriedly increased her intensity and pedaled a little faster.

The wind at night seemed to be a little strong and a little cold, and there was always an air of cold air that could not go around her, but fortunately it was summer, and such a cold wind made her feel comfortable.

"Hey-"

"Hey-"

Nan Xun suddenly heard someone shouting so loudly in the distance behind him, as if calling for her.

Nan Xun subconsciously wanted to turn around, but when it was normal, she turned back suddenly.

Can't go back Can't go back.

Nan Xun broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead. He pedaled the bicycle in such a panic for a long time. After hearing the crickets and frogs all the way, he finally returned to the city.

Nan Xun took a shower and lay on the bed in a big font.

Suddenly thinking of something, Nan Xun went downstairs again and took out the wild chrysanthemums in the bicycle basket.

After all, it was given to her by a cute little doll, how bad it would be to just throw it away.