After Transmigrating into Cannon Fodder White Moonlight [Transmigration Book]

The next morning was sunny again, and Ruan Miao went to school with her schoolbag on her back as usual, but after getting in the car, she found that He Shangzhi didn't go out with them today, and she didn't see her at breakfast. She will come down later.

"She asked for leave." He Shanglu explained his confusion, "Today we will go by ourselves."

Ruan Miao was a little surprised, and then became worried: "Is my sister sick? Does it matter?"

"Probably not." He Shanglu played the game with his head down casually, as if he felt that Ruan Miao was worrying too much: "That girl's mind is hard to guess, maybe she won't go if she is in a bad mood today, let her be quiet."

Ruan Miao stepped forward to snatch his mobile phone and put it aside, making He Shanglu unhappy: "What are you doing? I'm in the middle of a competition!"

"Can't you care about your sister? She is your own sister!" Ruan Miao looked at him helplessly: "She didn't ask for leave when she was sick last time, but today was so sudden, and don't you think she was very nervous when she came back last night?" Is it strange?"

"What's so strange?" He Shanglu was so rough that he could sail a boat, seeing Ruan Miao's serious face, he was still confused: "Isn't she like this every day?"

Ruan Miao was really speechless about his IQ. The eldest brother and sister of the He family are all first-class smart people, how could they raise He Shanglu who is so stupid, "Don't you see that something is wrong with her? I think she must be Where is it particularly uncomfortable."

"Then I'll ask Doctor Su to take a look." He Shanglu shrugged his shoulders as a matter of course, "I can't help with this kind of thing, and I don't know how to see a doctor?"

Ruan Miao still sympathized with He Shangzhi, no wonder he developed such an indifferent personality, his twin brother's rough-natured virtue could never be counted on for the rest of his life.He sighed and stuffed the phone back into He Shanglu's hand, then sat back angrily, not wanting to talk to him.

Being made such a fuss by him, even though He Shanglu didn't think it was serious, but seeing Ruan Miao rolling his eyes at him, he had a bit of intuition: "Then what do you think is wrong with her?"

"When she came back last night, she spoke to us a few degrees lower than usual, can't you hear it?" Ruan Miao sighed, "and her eyes are also wandering, and she feels a little hysterical."

He Shanglu: "???"

"How did you see it? She has the same expression every day, how can you tell that her eyes are wrong?"

He Shanglu really doesn't understand.

"Forget it, just be dull." Ruan Miao gave up on him, "Go and play your game."

He Shanglu looked down at his phone, and carefully recalled He Shangzhi's expression when he finally got into the car last night. He really couldn't recall anything. In his impression, his sister seemed to be like this all the time. Shocked, silent and alienated, he doesn't even like to talk to his elder brother, let alone anyone outside.

But Ruan Miao said that she was not in the right state. Could it be that he really cared too little for his sister?

Thinking about it this way, the games on He Shanglu's phone suddenly became unsavory.

After arriving at school, Ruan Miao returned to his classroom. When he passed Class 1 classroom, he glanced in habitually, and then found that Jian Fanyu was sitting in the classroom with his head down reading as usual, but his left hand was covered with bandages.

He stood there watching for a while, and when Jian Fanyu saw him when he was about to send a message with his mobile phone, he immediately stood up from his chair and walked out, smiling and asking, "What's wrong?"

Ruan Miao looked down at the bandage on his left hand, frowned and asked, "Why are you injured?"

Jian Fanyu followed his gaze and looked at his own hand, something unknown flashed in his eyes, and then calmly replied: "I accidentally fell and touched my hand last night, it's okay."

"Are you so careless?" Ruan Miao saw that the bandage was wrapped so thickly, and it must have been twisted heavily, so she said a few more words: "Then you must take good care of it, and the hands that play the piano must not be sloppy."

"Understood." Jian Fanyu stretched out his uninjured hand and rubbed Ruan Miao's head, "It's just a small injury, it doesn't matter."

Ruan Miao heard him say that it was not serious, and he didn't want to stay too long when the morning reading class was about to start. After talking to him for a while, he walked into the classroom of Class 3.Jian Fanyu watched him go in before going back, but the gentle smile in front of Ruan Miao just now disappeared from his face.

He remembered the heavy rain last night.In that familiar piano room, He Shangzhi stared at him gloomily. At the moment when the lightning intersected, she raised her dagger and stabbed at herself like a ghost.

Fortunately, he was very vigilant at the time, and immediately raised his hand to block her, so that he was not stabbed in the heart by her blow.Unexpectedly, He Shangzhi's skills were very strong, and after failing the first time, he quickly started to attack the second time. Jian Fanyu was in a stalemate with her for a few minutes, but he couldn't completely subdue her.

He never knew that He Shangzhi could have such great energy, he wanted to kill himself like crazy, every knife was aimed at the purpose of killing him immediately, even Jian Fanyu couldn't gain the upper hand for a while.

The stalemate lasted for an unknown amount of time, and in the end it was he who relied on his physical strength to shake He Shangzhi away, but the force was too strong, and the sharp blade cut a bloody gash in his hand, which was so deep that it almost reached the bone.

He covered his injured left hand and looked gloomyly at He Shangzhi, who was full of hatred, and said in a cold voice: "I also want to know, where does your hatred for me come from?"

"In my memory, there shouldn't be any deep hatred between you and me."

He Shangzhi got up from the ground in embarrassment. She held the blood-stained dagger and stared at him with disheveled hair, and said with a sneer, "I told you earlier, stay away from Miao Miao."

"You're seducing | seducing him."

Jian Fan laughed silently, he slowly let go of the wound he was covering, let the blood flow down, and sat back on the stool again: "Seduce | seduce?"

"So what?"

He is indeed seducing.

A child like Ruan Miao who has zero emotional experience and is innocent and easy to deceive, he knows how to make full use of his advantages to win over and please the other party, lure the other party into his territory step by step, and then slowly lock him into his yard inside.

Jian Fan glanced at He Shangzhi contemptuously, "You can't stop it."

He Shangzhi was stimulated, she trembled with anger: "You are a devil!"

"Thank you." Jian Fan raised his hand leisurely and continued to play the piano. Although the sound of the piano was a little unstable, he could tell that he was in a happy mood.

He Shangzhi wished to kill him now, she knew that she couldn't stop certain historical developments, and couldn't stop Ruan Miao from wanting to get close to Jian Fan's depressed nature, but she could at least kill him before the tragedy happened.

As long as Jian Fanyu dies, then Ruan Miao will be free from now on, no one will treat him like that again, he will not die, and will live happily in the sun forever.

"People like you are going to die." He Shangzhi had exhausted all his strength fighting Jian Fanyu just now, and now she has no confidence to hurt Jian Fanyu again, "You will only drag others to hell with you!"

"Miao Miao is with you, not a single day is smiling!"

"Why do not you go to hell!"

The smile on the corner of Jian Fanyu's mouth paused slightly, and then he didn't seem to hear He Shangzhi's hysteria, and continued to play the piano as if nothing had happened, blood dripped down from the white piano, but he didn't seem to notice it.

He Shangzhi hated herself for being useless, she threw the blood-stained knife on the ground fiercely, and rushed out of the piano room without looking back.

After she rushed out, Jian Fanyu stopped playing, looking gloomy at the dagger lying on the ground.He deliberately provoked He Shangzhi just now, and made her say a lot of things she shouldn't have said in her rage, which just confirmed some of his guesses.

Sure enough, he wasn't the only one who was reborn, and there was a high probability that He Shangzhi was also the one who died once and came back.

But what puzzled Jian Fanyu was that the information about the future revealed from He Shangzhi's mouth seemed to be different from what he knew.If the things she said were carefully analyzed, Ruan Miao should be with her.But in his world, he has been involved with Yan Yang for 20 years.

What made him even more concerned was that, judging from He Shangzhi's attitude of hating him so much, Ruan Miao would not die well after being with him, and might even die because of him, but he couldn't figure out why he came to that ending.Could it be that in He Shangzhi's world, his character is different from now?

Why is there such a big difference between these two memories?Could it be that just like the sci-fi movies, there is actually more than one space in the universe, and He Shangzhi's memory and his own are not in the same world?

Bored, Xi Li leaned over, caught a glimpse of the name on the title page of Jian Fanyu's opened book, and asked curiously, "When did you become interested in this so-called parallel world?"

"Just now." Jian Fan replied indifferently, he was silent for a while, and whispered to himself: "Tell me, under what circumstances will there be two people from different worlds coexisting in the same time and space?" What's up?"

Xi Li: "???"

Is this kid out of his mind again?

Ruan Miao, who didn't know anything about it, was still studying in the classroom with her classmates. The sunlight came in from the window, the classroom was bright and clean, and the sound of books was loud, and everything was developing in a good direction.

He Shanglu, who was in the other building, was still thinking about it. He fidgeted and took out his mobile phone to look at it again and again, and finally couldn't help but secretly sent a message to He Shangzhi.

He was very concerned about what Ruan Miao said in the morning, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that he might not have cared enough about his sister. Thinking about it carefully, he hadn't looked at her seriously, so he was not as careful as Miao Miao.

After sending out the message, he did not receive a reply, and He Shanglu was a little disappointed.

He was still staring at the phone in a daze, and when he looked up, he saw the bald head teacher looking at him with a smirk, "Finished?"

"It's over." He Shanglu pretended to be calm and put the phone back, pretending nothing happened.

The teacher in charge slapped the table angrily: "Son, stand in the corridor for me! I'm so good at you! Do you know how many days are left for the college entrance examination!"

He Shanglu was kicked out of the classroom and stood outside the corridor, just in time to see the second-grade teaching building opposite, it was the end of get out of class time, his well-behaved younger brother just came out of the classroom, and saw himself standing as a punishment at a glance.

He Shanglu's face collapsed to death, not showing the slightest flaw.

The tall image in the younger brother's heart must not collapse, and he must not let him see his own embarrassment.

The two buildings were not far apart, Ruan Miao looked helplessly at He Shanglu who pretended not to see her, and sighed deeply.

Why are you pretending, brother, your homeroom teachers have come over with feather dusters.

Don't worry.