The villain of fast time travel is paranoid

Chapter 337

By the time they played around the amusement park, it was already dark.

There is still one Ferris wheel left, but the amusement park has already reached the closing time.

Li Tomb had no choice but to drag Hao Lifeng out of the amusement park regretfully.

Although he was downcast, he didn't have the sense of isolation and loneliness that he had before.Hao Lifeng rubbed her head: "Come again next time."

"En." Li Mu didn't refute, raised his head and squinted and smiled.Although unlikely, it's not bad to look forward to.

"Good boy." Hao Lifeng felt that he was sick, and this sounded like an old father coaxing the child, which made him feel bad.

Li Tomb gave him a strange look, lowered his head, responded with a weak mosquito voice, and let go of his hand: "It's a bit late."

"Late?" The warmth in her hand gradually dissipated, and when she twirled her fingertips, it seemed that the delicate touch was still there. Hao Lifeng took her hand again: "What about health preservation?"

Li Tomb struggled, walked beside him, looking up at him.

The young man has good-looking eyebrows, a gentle expression, and is heart-warming.

So good.

L City is famous for its rainy weather and delicious food, and the night market is always lively.

Hao Lifeng bought her a marshmallow and led her forward.

Li Tomb was eating marshmallows and looking around. She rarely came to these places. When she was a child, no one took her here. When she grew up, she was between school and home, and she was very curious about everything here.

In the night market, there are mostly couples walking together holding hands, and friends playing together in twos and threes. Under the yelling of small merchants and hawkers, it is very lively.

Every time people passing by them would pay more attention to them, Li Tomb felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to withdraw his hand: "Hao Lifeng, it's not good to pull."

"Why not?" Hao Lifeng turned his head to look at her, his brows and eyes were loose, and the corners of his mouth curled up, looking a little bad.

"It's just not good." Li Mu pulled out his hand vigorously, lowering his head.

Just when Hao Lifeng thought she was going to retract into his shell again, Li Tomb stretched out his hand, grabbed the corner of his sweater, raised his head, and looked around, like a thief, but his eyes were shining, reflecting Thousands of lights and him: "This way you won't get lost."

Hao Lifeng felt that he was finished.

When he came out of the night market, Li Tomb struggled to hold toys, big and small, in his arms.

Hao Lifeng also held one in his hand.

These are their trophies.

Arrived at Li Mu's house.

Li Tomb put the dolls one by one on the sofa, then turned to look at Hao Lifeng.

He was drinking water, raised his head, and lowered his eyes to look at her.

"Thank you today." Li Mu took his hand and put the money in his hand.She didn't know how much she should give him, but it was always right to give more.

Hao Lifeng put the water on the shoe cabinet beside him, looked at the money in his hand, leaned against the door, and raised his eyebrows: "Li Mu, are you trying to anger me?"

"I can't owe you all the time." Seeing that he was about to get angry, Li Mu quickly waved his hands, a little at a loss.

"That's why you don't want to owe me?" Hao Lifeng held her arm, she took off her coat, her arm was a little cold.

Li Tomb shook his head and nodded again, his face full of confusion: "It's not a good habit to owe money to others."

"Okay." Hao Lifeng twitched the corner of his mouth and stuffed the money into her hand: "Give me the phone."

Holding the money, Li Tomb obediently handed him the phone, watching him enter his number in her phone and save it.

"I don't want it now." Hao Lifeng returned the phone to her, stood up straight, and opened the door behind his back: "I'll talk about it later."

Her rationality told her that she shouldn't do this, so that she would always owe him, but her heart was jumping a little, if she kept owing him, it seemed that they were still involved and would be in contact again.

Until Hao Lifeng left, Li Tomb was still standing there with his mobile phone in his hand, he was struggling and felt that he was sick.

When Li Tomb came out of the shower, he picked up his phone and found a friend reminder on the V letter. Click on the little red dot to find it precisely through the phone number.

After agreeing, Li Mu picked up a towel beside him and wiped his hair, his face was a little hot.I feel that I am not only sick, but also ill, otherwise why would I blush because of a friend's reminder.

There was a bear on the bed, Li Mu put down the towel, climbed onto the bed and plucked the bear's hair, struggled a few times, picked up the phone, clicked on the chat box, typed for a long time to express today's thanks, but felt it was too much Hypocritical, deleted and deleted, and finally just sent a good night.

After sending the message, I checked the time. It was already 11:30. Li Mu turned off his phone, lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and did not feel sleepy.

It wasn't until the phone's notification sounded that she fell asleep and fell into a deep sleep.

Monday.

The mid-term exam just ended last week, and the final exam is only one month away. The learning atmosphere in the class has become serious.

Li Mu sat down in his seat, took out his book, and prepared to recite Chinese.

"Li Mu, your face is so pale." Wang Anan glanced at her when she came, and saw that her face was abnormally pale: "Are you sick?"

Li Tomb touched his face and shook his head: "No."

"I'll touch it." Wang Anan put his hand on her forehead, touched his forehead again, and frowned: "You don't have a fever, do you?"

"Probably not." Li Tomb shook his head, took out a beautifully packaged cake from his schoolbag and handed it to Wang Anan: "Maybe it's because I didn't wear enough."

Wang Anan took the cake, looked at her suspiciously for a while, and nodded reluctantly: "If you feel uncomfortable, please tell me."

In the second class, Li Mu felt a little dizzy in his head, and his eyelids gradually became heavy. With his head propped up, it was difficult to concentrate.

Wang An'an was wandering and didn't notice her situation.

The physics teacher on the podium saw that Li Tomb was out of shape, and knocked on the desk: "Li Tomb, stand up!"

Wang Anan was startled by the suddenly raised voice of the physics teacher, turned his head to look, and saw Li Mu's complexion was not very good, he looked listless, and was about to support the table and stand up.

"Teacher, Li Mu is not feeling well!" Wang Anan quickly raised his hand, held Li Mu with the other hand, and stretched out his hand to probe her head: "She has a fever."

"Fever? I think it's a fit of anger." The classroom became a little noisy, Lin Guan looked back, sneered, and whispered.

Everyone around her heard what she said and laughed.

"Quiet!" The physics teacher didn't hear Lin Guan's words. He rolled up the book and knocked vigorously. The classroom became quiet. Someone praises you, but delays your study.”

The physics teacher is a 50-year-old man, who has always been very direct and merciless in his speech.

When the people in the class heard it, they laughed and agreed.

"What's the matter with you? Ah? Did you study well? Don't hurry up and read the book. Who will fail the final exam for me? Be careful with your winter homework." The physics teacher threw the book and slapped the table directly: "Wang Anan, you Accompany her to the office to ask for leave."

(End of this chapter)