Quick Time Travel: The Loyal Dog and the Male God Contract Order

Chapter 442 My bamboo horse is a ghost ([-])

Fu Xin was puzzled for a moment, thinking in his heart, is there any non-theoretical situation?

The more critical the moment was, the more timid the system became, but he still mustered up the courage to continue: "If you collect one more life point, you and Jing Che will be resurrected together. Are you happy or excited?"

"It's okay, not bad, I'm very happy."

She nodded with satisfaction.

"Where to go next?"

"The plane of childhood sweethearts."

"Ok?"

Fu Xin was stunned, childhood sweetheart.

This plane sounds very youthful, and it should also be a warm and sweet plane.

As a result, I heard a message from the system: "Your bamboo horse is a ghost."

Fu Xin: "."

Nemesis came.

"Report to the leader, I'm afraid of ghosts, can I retreat?"

"No, it's the last plane. The host has to work hard to persevere. The first thing you say when you wake up every day is to cheer yourself up."

Fu Xin: "." What's going on with the garbage system's gloating tone!

[Task: reach a loyal dog contract with the bamboo horse]
When Fu Xin opened her eyes, she was lying on the bed.

A steady stream of memories poured into her brain.

Her name is Jian Muqiu, she is an ordinary senior high school student, and she cannot extricate herself from the sea of ​​questions. The bamboo horse's name is Shen Ge, and she doesn't have much impression in her memory.

He was born with poor health. He was admitted to the hospital when he was thirteen or fourteen years old, but the treatment was ineffective. After that, he never came out again. The Shen family next door also moved away and never came back.

If Jian Muqiu has any feelings for Shen Ge, it is probably nostalgia.

The two were childhood playmates. Sometimes Shen Ge was like a big brother and took good care of her, but sometimes he was like a naughty child of the same age, making her angry and making her cry.

The fragments in the memory are intermittent, and the memory of Shen Ge is even more blurred to the point of being difficult to capture.

After accepting these memories, Fu Xin stretched her waist, squinted her eyes and rolled over, wanting to stay in bed for a while.

As a result, a young man was lying in front of her.

His hair is extremely soft, and his peach eyes seem to be overflowing with warmth. The sun shines on him through the window, but there is no shadow around him.

"You are. Shen Ge?"

Before she finished speaking, the door of Fu Xin's room was suddenly opened, and her mother stood at the door and yelled inside: "Mu Qiu, how long are you going to stay in bed? You'll be in trouble when you're late for make-up classes!"

Fu Xin's heart skipped a beat. Seeing her eyes sweeping over her, Fu Xin felt extremely nervous as if her puppy love had been discovered.

When she opened the door early in the morning and saw her daughter lying with a boy, she could almost imagine the miserable situation of being beaten up by Jane's mother and forced to question everything!
However, everything she expected didn't happen. Jane's mother just glanced at her, urged her again, and then turned and left.

Shen Ge stared at Fu Xin intently, and smiled: "She can't see mine."

"Huh?" Fu Xin was stunned, her face getting a little hot from his unabashed gaze, "Is it because you are a ghost?"

Shen Ge said "hmm" softly in a nasal voice and reached out to touch her hair.

But this hand passed through the ends of her hair like a void - he couldn't touch her.

"Mu Qiu has grown up."

Like emotion.

"Wait a minute." Fu Xin suddenly realized something was wrong, "Why did you turn into a ghost and still appear here?"

Shen Ge's eyes froze: "I don't know, I just remember that I had a congenital heart attack. In the hospital, there was no cure, and it floated away from my body like a ball of air, wandering around, I forgot everything, until not long ago, I slowly remembered the past, and found this place according to my memory, but I saw that the people living next door were no longer my family, so I came to you."

After he finished speaking, he smiled, as if he didn't feel the sadness of his long-dead, nor the loss of missing his family, but the joy of seeing Xiao Qingmei in his childhood. The smile on that handsome face was unbelievably warm, overflowing his heart joy.

　He is a warm man, the identification is complete hahaha

　　
　
(End of this chapter)