Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

After Lu Zhizhi woke up, he sat up and rubbed his forehead.

Woke up as usual, tidied up, then went to fix his place.

Quiet and quiet.

"Brother Zhizhi." Suddenly a familiar yet unfamiliar shout sounded.

A delicate and delicate little girl walked over shyly carrying a dustpan for sewing and exchanged a few words with him.

But he had no other emotions other than the palpitations from the initial shout.

After answering her question with a smile, Lu Zhizhi was ready to continue with his own affairs.

The little girl paused there, as if she didn't want to leave, she boldly stared at his face for a few seconds, and then said in surprise, "Brother Zhizhi, your face..."

"Face?" Lu Zhizhi was puzzled.

"Yes, didn't you have a wound on your face before?" The little girl scratched her head, trying to remember.

Then continue to work hard.

But during the rare cleaning of the house, a hairpin suddenly came out, and there was a small peach blossom on it, and the luster was a bit dim after being left for a long time.

But just holding it, I don't want to let it go easily.

What was he thinking about?Lu Zhi didn't know.

Unknowingly, sitting at the table, leaning his cheeks, Lu Zhizhi held the hairpin and played with it until dusk.

Over time, even Lu Zhizhi himself felt that he probably wouldn't like anyone.

"No," Lu Zhizhi shook his head, "I haven't been injured."

Lu Zhizhi was puzzled and funny. Could it be that he likes to collect such things?It's just that he forgot?

It made his heart soften into a puddle of sugar water, full of sweetness, that was his little girl, fair and soft, with sparkling peach eyes.

At first, he thought it was because he didn't meet the right one, but after one or two years, he still felt calm.

"Then I won't practice." He replied dotingly.

It was only then that I suddenly remembered how many things I hadn't done.

Lu Zhi knew that he was not slow, and when he realized it, he said in a distant and gentle way: "Well, thank you."

"Brother Zhizhi, don't worry, I'm fine." But his heart hurts so badly.

what is he looking atLu Zhizhi didn't know.

He dreamed that she said, "Brother Zhizhi, I don't want to practice calligraphy."

He dreamed of an elegant imperial garden, and a little girl ran over foolishly, calling Brother Zhizhi, Brother Zhizhi.

The little girl's round eyes are simple and pure, and her face is flushed, looking at him hesitating to speak.

……

All the acquaintances joked that he had no emotions or desires.

"I also like fighting crickets." He said happily, "Okay, then teach me."

"I don't like you." He trembled, "I forbid you to be with others."

Finally fell into a deep sleep, he is not like the usual dreamless.

... He has no feelings for this little girl.

"Really..." The little girl thought for a while, but she became unsure, and quickly put the question behind her, and said without entanglement, "Brother Zhizhi, you look so good-looking."

Finally I heard her say: "Brother Zhizhi, you want to be happy."

So I put the hairpin aside temporarily, and when I went to bed at night, I couldn't help picking it up and looking again.

How could he have girly things?

But he couldn't remember what he called her, it was vaguely the syllables that came out with the tip of his tongue, soft and lingering.

But he couldn't be happier anymore.

He remembered that when he first met, he gave her a Xifu crabapple. He used to think it was beautiful and elegant, as lovely and beautiful as her.

It was later learned that it symbolizes unrequited love.

He has always been like this to her.

In his sleep, Lu Zhizhi burst into tears, but he knew clearly that after waking up from the dream, he would forget everything.