[Quick Transmigration] Heartthrob and Cthulhu Love Daily

After Wei Gaowen and his group left, Zhitao began to settle accounts, "You are so tired of earning money yourself, why give money to others, are you stupid?"

Jiang Wenhao shrugged, "It's hard to guard against a villain. If he remembers hating you, you will feel sad, so just give money to relieve the disaster."

Zhitao was still unhappy, and spread her hands towards him, "Then I am also a villain, so you give me the money to relieve the disaster."

Jiang Wenhao put the banknotes back into his wallet. While shaking the wallet, he smiled at Zhitao, "You tell me how you want to eliminate the disaster first. If you run away after giving it to you, that will be the real disaster."

Seeing that he didn't give it to her, Zhitao came up with a rebellious mentality, "I'm going to run, you give it to me."

Jiang Wenhao sniffed the aroma, pretended to be confused and put the wallet in his hand, and when Zhitao was about to hold the wallet tightly, he played tricks and lifted the wallet back into the air.

"Ah," he waved his index finger towards Zhitao, "it's useless to me."

It's like this every time, Jiang Wenhao is always out of his control, Zhitao looks at his wallet, and then at Jiang Wenhao's little complacent expression, he says: "Up to you." People are left behind.

Jiang Wenhao shrugged and followed slowly.

It's hard to say how angry Zhitao is. From the beginning, he knew that Jiang Wenhao was not under his control, and he also liked Jiang Wenhao's difference, but recently a thought often popped up in his mind.

——What should I do if he hurts me?

Zhitao slowed down, it was useless to Jiang Wenhao, he was fully capable of killing me.

There were people coming and going in front, but the two of them were separated. The child was held by the shoulders of the adult, and he looked at them like insects, full of curiosity and eager malice, which Zhitao found very annoying.

I hate other people's strange stares, I hate myself who can't make a decision, I hate Jiang Wenhao's special treatment here.

After his pace slowed down, Jiang Wenhao followed up and asked teasingly, "Don't you want to go on?"

The town twists and turns, Jiang Wenhao thought he couldn't find the way, so he stopped, but when he walked to him, he realized something was wrong, "Why are you suddenly unhappy?"

"Are you angry because of what happened just now?" He took Zhitao's hand and put the wallet in, "Then this is for you, please? Don't be angry."

After putting away the wallet, he shook Zhitao's hand lightly, Zhitao looked up at him, he seemed never to be gloomy, always smiling so optimistically, that's why Zhitao liked him.

"It's not about the wallet." Zhitao emphasized in a low voice.

Jiang Wenhao looked at him, and asked in a low voice, "Then what are you angry about?"

Jiang Wenhao grew up in the light, he would not know how scared he was, when Zhitao thought of this, the little black emotions hidden in his heart suddenly emerged, which made him very uncomfortable.

Whenever he feels uncomfortable, it means that someone is going to suffer an indiscriminate disaster. His voice was muffled in the mask, and he clearly angered Jiang Wenhao: "I hate you."

Jiang Wenhao is familiar with his state, and the unreasonable Taotao that often appears, this state is also easy to coax, Jiang Wenhao tilted his head and approached him, "Why?"

Zhitao's eyes were hot, and she felt that she was annoying, but she couldn't control her even more annoying mouth: "...I just hate you, you don't like me at all, and everyone doesn't like me."

Tears quickly condensed in Zhitao's eyes, and a wisp of fragrance wafted from her body, which made the originally dull air alive, and also made Jiang Wenhao's mind show the appearance of this flower.

It should be a flower as beautiful as its owner, with clean petals and well-arranged stamens. Jiang Wenhao's thoughts diverged, and he found his voice after a few seconds: "Don't say that, just as you said , your boyfriend is no longer human."

"After all, I like you so much."

Zhitao didn't notice his pause, only heard the joke in his words, and deliberately choked him: "If you really like me, then you are not human."

No one will like him.

Jiang Wenhao looked troubled, "If I'm not human, then what am I?"

Zhitao was diverted from the topic, and really tried to figure out Jiang Wenhao's "type". He lowered his eyes for a moment, then raised his head and asked curiously, "Are you a monster?"

Jiang Wenhao was a little curious about his image in Zhitao's heart, he said euphemistically: "I think I look like a human being."

After all, it was her boyfriend, Zhitao referred to his words, and put forward a new idea: "Then are you a ghost?"

Jiang Wenhao: ...

Jiang Wenhao originally wanted to correct him seriously, but he didn't stop immediately when he heard this, and laughed sullenly, until he couldn't speak steadily: "You are so cute."

Zhitao stared at him like a cat owner would look at a stupid human being, and said word by word: "You are so annoying."

Even cuter, Jiang Wenhao pursed his lips and rolled his eyes. He called Tao Tao, and then asked, "Since we've come here, do you want to visit my junior high school?"

After hearing his words, Zhitao raised her head and looked at the tall building behind the crowd. The door was a closed iron gate, "Are you sure the school will let you in?"

"Try it," Jiang Wenhao hugged him, "How would you know if you don't try it."

Zhitao didn't hesitate for too long, "Then let's go."

After all, if you can't get in, Zhitao can still use it.

-

In the end, he was lucky enough to come in. Zhitao couldn't believe it. He looked back at the iron gate that had been closed again, "Your school is quite loose."

"It's just a school, why don't you let us in." Jiang Wenhao raised his eyebrows and said confidently.

Zhitao was about to speak, when he noticed the familiar photo on the wall, he also raised his eyebrows after seeing the photo clearly, "Well, it's really not difficult, if I also have a principal's father."

He looked at Jiang Wenhao with a half-smile, "Really?"

Jiang Wenhao didn't blush and his heart didn't beat, "That's also part of my ability."

"Reincarnation ability?" Zhitao said casually.

Jiang Wenhao followed beside him and nodded brazenly, um, why not.

Zhitao didn't plan to argue with him, but after knowing Jiang's father was the principal, he could understand why Jiang Wenhao was beaten like that at the beginning, and the educators couldn't tolerate people like them.

But he also found something interesting, "That mother of yours is actually the dean."

Jiang Wenhao told him about the mess at home, so he could hear the sarcasm in Zhitao's words, and he was a little upset when he thought about it, "Let's go, let's go, don't stare at the wall."

"Where do you want to go?" Zhitao asked.

Jiang Wenhao thought for a moment, and then seriously suggested: "Are you hungry? Do you want to go to the cafeteria to eat?"

Zhitao feels that her boyfriend is really talented, no wonder they can meet someone else's vegetable garden on their first date.

He stared at his boyfriend speechlessly for a while, and then said excitedly: "Let's go, let's go, before they finish class."

So it was not for nothing that the two of them could date in the vegetable garden.

When she first arrived at the cafeteria, she met an acquaintance. Zhitao saw the familiar black skull short-sleeves in front of her, and asked in bewilderment, "Isn't that your junior high school classmate?"

Jiang Wenhao didn't expect it either, he touched his chin, thought about it and said: "Could it be that he really has no money to come, so he came to the cafeteria to eat instead?"

That's a little outrageous.

Wei Gaowen stood at the entrance of the cafeteria, and when they approached, she enthusiastically said: "What a coincidence, we meet again, are you here for dinner too?"

This question directly made Jiang Wenhao unable to deal with it. He asked humbly: "If the cafeteria is not for eating, what else can it be used for?"

Wei Gaowen suddenly realized, "Oh, oh, you are right."

Zhitao thinks that the two of them are not very smart.

After the three of them sat down to eat together, Zhitao looked at the plate in front of him, then at the two people sitting on his left and right, and thought calmly: now he looks like three adults eating and drinking together, look It sounds much smarter.

Awesome.

-

"There's something I've been wondering about."

Jiang Wenhao went to return the plate, and now there were only two of them left on the table, Zhitao turned to look at him after hearing his words.

Wei Gaowen looked really sad, her brows were furrowed, and she whispered, "Do you think he's alive?"

He should be referring to Jiang Wenhao, but this sentence made Zhitao feel that he had skipped a lot of stories, which made him very confused, "What are you talking about?"

"I..." Wei Gaowen's face was covered with sweat, her Adam's apple rolled, showing a fearful expression, "I remember Jiang Wenhao, he, he..."

"He died many years ago."

Zhitao stared at him silently, Wei Gaowen was really scared, sweating more and more, "There is his tombstone in the back mountain, I don't know why I just remembered it now."

He muttered to himself: "He's already dead, he's already dead..."

"Did you forget it?"

——"Childish peach!"

Jiang Wenhao yelled at him, waking Zhitao who was in deep thinking, and he was a little unhappy, "Why have you been distracted since you met Wei Gaowen?"

"Have you taken a fancy to him?" Jiang Wenhao said suspiciously, "No way, no way, is your vision that bad?"

Zhi Taopi smiled and nodded, "If I had a good eye, I wouldn't choose you as my boyfriend."

Jiang Wenhao held his heart in his hands, "Oh, how can you say that about me, I am obviously excellent."

Then, he swept away his disappointment and showed a smile that only successful people have on his face, "It's time to introduce the real me to you. I graduated from Harbin University when I was 15 years old. When I was 18 years old, I established my own company... ..."

"Okay." Zhitao still doesn't know him, let alone a top university, he hasn't even finished high school, but Zhitao is not much better.

Jiang Wenhao coughed, and hugged Zhitao indifferently, "At least there is a real company."

This is true.

Zhitao stared at the darkening sky, and the bright moon reborn in the darkness, and said softly, "I heard a funny story from your junior high school classmate."

"What's the matter?" Jiang Wenhao asked casually.

"He said you were dead, and that your body was buried in the back mountain." Zhitao looked at him from the corner of her eye.

Jiang Wenhao's eyes widened and he took a breath, "Do I have any grudge against him?"

Zhitao turned her head slightly, her voice dissipated in the white mist, "Yeah, what's going on?"

He also wants to know.