Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

The original owner's obedient and obedient at home played a key role since he was a child.

Both parents thought that Ling Huang must have fallen into a predicament at school that he didn't want to talk about, so they decisively decided to ask Ling Huang for a long vacation first, and then go through the transfer procedures. All actions were done in one go.

A week later was the day of the midterm exam. After the exam, Ling Huang received a call from Fan Yi.

"People in your school said that Li Yan's test scores have changed from the bottom ten of the grade to the bottom one hundred." Fan Yi was still upset when he mentioned Li Yan, and when it comes to the grades, he must add the bottom to be comfortable, "You Do you really want to transfer to a neighboring province?"

Ling Huang was taking a self-assessment for the mid-term exam. Halfway through the paper, he didn't want to talk nonsense, "Move the day after tomorrow."

"Oh." Fan Yi sighed, "It's all thanks to you that Jiang Siyan has some good feelings for me. In return, I can tell you the news about Li Yan at any time. But..."

Ling Huang stopped writing for a while, "Don't hesitate, speak quickly."

"That's right..." Fan Yi hesitated for a few more seconds, "Your school said that a girl in the third year of high school snatched away Li Yan, and you wanted to transfer because of a broken relationship. Is this true? What kind of relationship do you have with Li Yan?" ?”

A little irritated, Ling Huang quickly turned the pen, but Ling Huang finally couldn't hold back and asked, "Is Li Yan and Wei Yuxuan together?"

"Yeah, it's right to go out and come in. It seems that the woman has been staying at Li Yan's place for several days. Someone saw it." Fan Yi said, "I don't discriminate against homosexuals. Whoever you like is your freedom. I I just heard Jiang Siyan talk about you a lot, and I think you are a friend I can make. I want to care about you."

"It will all pass." Ling Huang shuddered chillingly, and did not face Fan Yi's curious topic directly, and was afraid that others would hear the sadness in his tone, "Hang up first, I am working on a problem."

Fan Yi didn't say any more, and hung up the phone after saying goodbye.

But immediately after a phone call came in, Ling Huang's still-injured hand froze, and the pen fell on the table, rolled to the edge of the table, fell to the floor, and black pen ink fell all over the floor.

The caller was Li Yan, who had been calling Ling Huang intensively for a week, and Ling Huang always put his phone aside and refused to answer it.

About 10 minutes later, my mother knocked on the door and walked in holding the wireless handset of the landline at home, "Your classmate wants to say goodbye to you, do you want to answer it?"

"Who?" Ling Huang gently held the aching thumb of his right hand with his left hand, and the pain in his heart became more severe.

"Li Yan." Mom handed over the receiver.

After his mother exited the room and closed the door, Ling Huang opened the curtains and leaned against the window, putting the phone to his ear, "Li Yan."

"You are finally willing to talk to me." Li Yan's voice trembled violently, "I want to see you."

"I don't want to see you." Ling Huang's cold voice surprised him, "But I have a few words to tell you."

"I got a big branch of Albizia juliensis, it's in full bloom!" Li Yan rushed to speak, "Look downstairs, I'm under the window of your room!"

Ling Huang's eyes widened suddenly, and he quickly opened the window and poked his head out. Sure enough, a handsome boy in a fiery red sportswear was holding up a branch of acacia, and those flowers were blooming exceptionally gorgeously.

"I can explain that things are not what you think! Ling Huang, please, come down!" Li Yan waved a flower branch, raised her head and looked at Ling Huang on the third floor with fiery eyes.

The eye sockets were sore from Li Yan's lowering his head and making a small gesture. Ling Huang took a breath to hold back the mist rising from his eyes, "Li Yan, I'm not someone who can endure grievances and betrayal. I just want to Let me tell you, no matter how bitter and stormy life is, if you have flowers in your eyes, you must work hard to go to the place where the flowers bloom.”

"Ling Huang!" Li Yan roared anxiously.

Ling Huang smiled at the people below, "It doesn't matter if you like me or who you like, don't fall into the dark again, I'll wait for you in the sunshine, when we meet again, let's have a good drink and talk, maybe we can be friends again."

"Goodbye, Li Yan."

But I said in my heart: Goodbye, my boyfriend.