Quick Travel: He is obviously cannon fodder but becomes a heartthrob

Through the gap in the armrest, Song Song saw the top of the young man's head, and had to sigh, how could someone have such a beautiful head? The hair was so dark and thick that even the slight hairline could not be seen.

Song Song couldn't help but touch the top of his head.

"Song Song, Song Song, you can follow. You shouldn't find us when we go to Jiangzhi at this time."

"Oh." The girl nodded and walked downstairs carefully, not daring to make too much noise.

Song Song followed Jiang Zhi at a distance of about five or six meters, just enough to see his whereabouts clearly, but not too close to be discovered by him.

Little did she know that when she walked to the stairwell, she had already been caught in the sight of the boy with excellent eyesight, not to mention her subsequent series of sneaky actions.

Jiang Zhi didn't even have to turn his head to know that there was a little tail behind him, and he was a relatively stupid one.

Oh, I can’t say he’s too stupid, at least he knows how to tread softly.

The young man tilted his head and suddenly stopped.Unsurprisingly, I heard the sound of the person behind her stopping urgently, as well as the movement of her panicking to find a hiding place.

stupid.

He had already noticed it when she chased him. She was the only one who foolishly thought that she was well hidden and had the courage to follow him.

He has the courage to stalk someone, but is afraid of being discovered by him.He would panic even if he made the slightest move.

She followed him as long as he left.

Jiang Zhi walked out of the school gate and passed by a store at the door. It looked like it was going to be sold. Everything had been removed from the store, leaving only the empty glass door.

He turned around and faced the glass door. He didn't know what he saw, but suddenly the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

Song Song, who didn't know why, was squatting behind the thick tree trunk with dedication and dedication. Suddenly, a round little head popped up, and he saw Jiang Zhi facing the glass door, silently.

"...Is he taking photos of himself?" Song Song felt a little panicked and quietly asked the system.

"I don't know, maybe? I heard that handsome people are narcissistic. I guess he caught a glimpse of himself on the glass door out of the corner of his eye. He was so handsome that he was ready to admire it."

"That's it." Song Song patted his chest lightly and breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought he found me."

"How could it be possible? I'm watching. It's impossible for the male protagonist to find out. Song Song, just don't worry!" The system assured Song Song.

Song Song pursed his lips and believed it.

Jiang Zhi stood there for a short time, as if nothing had happened, turned around and continued walking towards the intersection.

Long-term parking is not allowed in front of the No. [-] Middle School. If family members come to pick up their children, they can only stop and wait at the previous intersection.

Seeing Jiang Zhi approaching his black Bentley, Song Song was ready to throw it away, so he squatted by the tree and watched Jiang Zhi off.

When Jiang Zhi got into the car, she stood up without stopping. As a result, her legs were numb from squatting for too long. She almost lost her balance and staggered in the air, which looked a bit funny.

Song Song's face was filled with embarrassment. He was already thin-skinned, cowardly and shy, but he accepted such an errand. He was afraid of being seen, so he buried his head and ran forward, scurrying away like a rabbit.

Jiang Zhi sat in the back seat of the car, resting his slender knuckles on the window, tapping lightly one after another, looking out the window, his eyes fixed on the trotting figure on the roadside.

The boy narrowed his eyes.

This back figure becomes more and more familiar the more you look at it, as if you have seen it before somewhere.

He did know the person.When he was standing at the glass door, he could clearly see the face of the fool who was following him.

He was the one who always liked to follow Luo Nanyi. When he saw him, he would always glance at him from the corner of his eye. This time, he was bolder and started following him directly.

Jiang Zhi pursed his lips and suddenly remembered, did the person who came to deliver a love letter today also lose something and run away like this?

"Master... it's time for us to go back. Madam is still waiting for you at home."

"..." Jiang Zhi came to his senses and when he looked forward, he found that the girl was gone.

He flicked his fingertips, looked away, and said, "Let's go."

The car then started and drove in the opposite direction.

Jiang Zhi closed the car window, let his body fall back, and closed his eyes.

After returning home, Song Song was so tired that he threw himself on the bed and didn't even want to move a finger.

My parents are both doctors. They are very busy on weekdays and are often away from home. The same is true today.

Song Song lay on the bed, thinking about what to eat later, and took out his mobile phone from his bag.

After coming out of school, because I had to follow Jiang Zhi and stare at him, and I was afraid of being discovered by him, I didn't have time to take out my mobile phone and surf the Internet. I finally went home and lay down, playing no matter how tired I was.

When I turned on my phone, I found that WeChat had been occupied by red dots.

Song Song was a little confused.

The first person to bear the brunt was Luo Nanyi. She lived up to her reputation as a talkative young lady. She really talked a lot. She sent her n messages, and they just said, "Do your parents agree to come to my house to play tomorrow?"

Song Song pursed her lips and slowly replied to Luonanyi's messages one by one. Finally, she told her that she hadn't told her parents about it yet and would ask later.

I flipped through the messages from top to bottom and found a few messages from He Jingtong at the bottom.

He didn't seem to mention what happened after school today, but just asked Song Song what kind of milk tea she liked to drink.

Although he became a friend of He Jingtong, Song Song still didn't want to have too much contact with him. He thought that He Jingtong probably didn't have any thoughts about him, and maybe he just asked politely.

Ever since, Song Song picked his fingers and silently typed a line of words on the screen.

"No, thank you, but I don't like milk tea."

No, no, it seems like there is still room for rejection. What if he misunderstands that she is implying that he will compensate in another way.

Delete, delete, and start again.

"Sorry, I don't drink water."

Not too good.

Song Song's fingers were almost smoking. He typed a line of words on the screen and then deleted it, constantly deleting, deleting, and modifying.

Finally, she gritted her teeth and uttered a line of words tremblingly.

"Sorry, I don't have a mouth."

It was finally possible. Afraid of seeing He Jingtong's reply, Song Song decisively sent a message to her parents, then closed WeChat, pretended to be dead, and then opened other software and started surfing.