What to do if you are chased by old attackers every day [Quick Transmigration]

"What if he is really your son?" Zhanglin looked at Zhang's mother with piercing eyes.

Zhang's mother was stunned and blinked: "How is it possible?"

"Imagine the possibility."

"If he is really my son, your father will be devastated..." Zhang's mother covered her mouth and snickered: "I don't know what kind of man you have to be with to have such a good-looking child. He will be jealous."

Zhang's father poked open the door secretly, poked half of his head in, and looked confused: "What? What son? Why did I collapse?"

"It's none of your business." Zhang's mother waved her hand, stood up and pushed Zhang's father out: "Chop your dumpling stuffing."

Looking at their backs, Zhanglin thought, it would be great if he could live with Shu Xingmi in the future, and live an ordinary but happy life like this.

"I'll help you roll the skin..." He chased after her.

"Wash your hands~"

The next morning, Zhang Lin got up at six o'clock.

Take care of yourself.

I washed my face, brushed my teeth, combed my hair, and looked for clothes to wear. At this time, I realized that there were really no good-looking clothes in my closet. Everything was soiled. The most fashionable sweater could not be worn. I wore it last time, and I will wear it again this time. , it looks like this is the only one... well, what should I wear?

Looking around, he took out a pair of mocha brown trousers that were pleasing to the eye, and then put on a red hoodie, looked in the mirror, and cried ugly.

This unsightly color scheme.

"Dad, can I borrow your clothes to wear?" Zhanglin knocked on the door of his parents' bedroom and whispered.

"...Whatever." Zhang's father turned over.

Zhang Lin entered the room lightly, searched in the closet, and took out a spray white knitted jacket, "Can I wear this? Dad."

"Take it and wear it."

Zhanglin closed the door softly, Zhang's father was confused for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes, and patted Zhang's mother's arm: "When did my son pay so much attention to his image?"

"He went out to have breakfast with the professor today." Zhang's mother said with her eyes closed.

"so what?"

"Think about it, the professor is so decent, he has the nerve to go casually, he must dress up."

"No, no, this seems a bit exaggerated..."

"Oh, you care so much, by the way, buy him some more clothes another day..."

The two were silent for a while.

Zhang's father said: "Our son is not dating the professor, is he?"

"...You are sleeping stupidly."

"Look at how excited he is. I think there is a problem. It's a big problem."

Zhanglin and Shu Xingmi met at the entrance of a ramen restaurant, found a seat in the back, and ordered two bowls of noodles, two fennel buns, and a side dish.

The two were chatting, and Zhang Lin talked about what his mother said yesterday, "She said that it would be great if you were her son."

"Auntie likes me so much?" Shu Xingmi smiled.

"I like you very much. I think we can tell her about our togetherness earlier. She must be very happy."

Zhanglin smiled very innocently, and his thoughts were also very simple.

"If she knew, would she think I'm a very frivolous person?" Shu Xingmi held the tip of his chopsticks in his mouth, "I've only been dating you for less than a month, and I disclosed something to my parents..."

"But you are very frivolous." Zhang Lin said without thinking.

As soon as these words came out, several people at the neighboring table looked at them.

Most of them want to see what a frivolous man looks like.

At first glance, um, there really is frivolous capital.

The air was instantly quiet, save for the sound of tiny spoons touching the bowl and the whispers of others.

Zhanglin didn't realize what he said wrong just now, he lowered his head and drank two mouthfuls of porridge, before saying after a while: "Why didn't you speak?"

"You said I was frivolous." Shu Xingmi said the word with some difficulty, showing curious eyes: "Where did you see it?"

"Just... can't you see it at a glance?" Zhanglin smiled innocently: "You are not fat anywhere, and you have a good figure."

"What does that have to do with frivolity?"

"Doesn't frivolity mean that the weight is very light, so light that it can float on the water?" Zhanglin thought he was praising the teacher for being light and healthy...

"Frivolity does have the meaning of small and light objects, but it also has another meaning, casual and frivolous in words and deeds. Judging by the context, I mean the latter."

When Shu Xingmi said this, he blinked his left eye, a small wink.

This look is electrifying.

His face was reddish, and he accidentally exposed his ignorance. He lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean you to be frivolous, I just wanted to say that you are thin..."

It seems that I still can't memorize the dictionary properly, and I need to work harder.

"Cute." Shu Xingmi smiled.

"I'm so illiterate, I shouldn't have said that."

"Will you come to my house to read on weekends? Poems, novels, picture books, everything."

In this way, Zhanglin received another invitation from his sweetheart.

"I want."

Shu Xingmi returned to school and received greetings from many colleagues in the office, as if recovering from a serious illness, some sincerely, some falsely.

The most attentive is the female tutor Pan Hui.When she saw Shu Xingmi appearing at the door, she immediately stood up, and felt that she was being reckless again, and she should fix her makeup first...

During the ten days that Shu Xingmi was missing, Pan Hui didn't put on much makeup. At most, she put on a base makeup and lipstick, and she didn't even bother to draw eyeliner.The person you like is not there, and you have no motivation.

Thought he would never come back.

"You're back?"

This is Pan Hui's first sentence, her voice trembling.

To be honest, it's a bit off.

It shouldn't be such a tone, it shouldn't be such a tone, it shouldn't be such a demeanor.

"Well, life is big." Shu Xingmi smiled politely, tidying up his desk.

Pan Hui's eyes lingered on Shu Xingmi for a few more seconds: "The scarf suits you very well."

"Thank you." Shu Xingmi put a ballpoint pen into the pen holder.

"Where did you buy it? I want to buy one too." Pan Huilu smiled with downcast eyes, gentle.

"It's a gift from my partner." Shu Xingmi stopped the topic with all his efforts.

Turn on the computer and start preparing the lesson plans.

"Very tasteful." A moment of heartbreak.

"Thank you."

Pan Hui took advantage of her lunch break to touch up her makeup for an hour. She painted and rubbed, rubbed and painted, and painted very hard.

It's just "objects".

Not married, are you?

No, he lied to me.

Pan Hui thought for a while, Professor Wen was always single before he was kidnapped, how could he have found a partner right after he came back?

Absolutely an excuse.

Thinking of this, she was suddenly a little happy, but at the same time a little sad.

After Shu Xingmi finished his last class, at 06:30 in the afternoon, he packed up his documents and prepared to go home.

When I was about to leave school, I "met" with Pan Hui.

"Mr. Wen, didn't you drive today?" Pan Hui found out that there was no car in the parking lot.

"Send it to wash."

"Then did you take the taxi or the subway? Do you want to go together?..."

Shu Xingmi's eyes softened all of a sudden, and he smiled, but not in Pan Hui's direction.

"teacher."

At the school gate, a tall boy riding a small dark blue electric donkey waved and smiled shyly.

The little electric donkey was really bright, and it was wiped clean of dust inside and out, which hurt her eyes.

Shu Xingmi responded, walked over quickly, and sat in the back seat.

"Your brother?" Pan Hui smiled, a little stiffly: "Still a student?"

"No." Shu Xingmi put his hands on Zhanglin's waist naturally: "Goodbye."

"Goodbye." Zhang Lin also turned around and said.

Pan Hui and Zhang Lin looked at each other for a moment, their aura was a bit subtle, and there was nothing strange about it, but it was vaguely awkward.

Before starting the small eDonkey, Zhanglin subconsciously touched Shu Xingmi's hand to make sure that he was holding his waist, and then drove away.

"Who is that girl?" Zhang Lin asked.

"Colleague." Shu Xingmi said, "When she asked who you were just now, I almost said husband."

"What?" The corners of Zhang Lin's lips rose, it's not that he didn't hear clearly, he has very good hearing.

"husband."

Just want to listen to it again.

Zhanglin is on the afternoon shift today, and after hearing from Shu Xingmi that his car had been washed, he came to pick him up from get off work.

Arriving at the downstairs of Shu Xingmi's house, Shu Xingmi said, "Go up and have a seat?"

"My parents are waiting for me to eat, and they will sit up tomorrow."

"Well, come to my house to eat hot pot tomorrow." Shu Xingmi walked into the corridor slowly.

"See you tomorrow."

Zhang Lin stopped downstairs until he saw the lights of Shu Xingmi's house turned on, then he started his little e-Donkey and prepared to leave.

The bright window opened, Shu Xingmi poked his head out and found Zhanglin still downstairs, so he waved his hand.

Zhanglin raised his head and smiled, then drove away the little eDonkey.

After he left, Shu Xingmi looked up at the sky, there were a few stars hanging from the neither blue nor gray sky.

The next day, Shu Xingmi and Zhang Lin went to the supermarket near the neighborhood to buy hot pot ingredients.

"Do you want shrimp slippery?" Shu Xingmi picked up a bag, steaming.

"Yes." Zhanglin pushed the shopping cart and took a box of mutton: "Do you like thick or thin?"

"Thin. What about you?"

"Same as you, do you want beef..."

"Yes, I need two meals." Shu Xingmi put another box of meatballs into the shopping cart.

"Hey, Mr. Wen—"

Pan Hui walked slowly, her lip color was coral red, and her high-heeled shoes clattered on the ground: "What a coincidence."

She lives very close to Shu Xingmi, and they often run into each other in this supermarket. It has been a "coincidence" many times.

"Teacher Pan is also here to buy things." Shu Xingmi smiled.

"Yes, buy some daily necessities." Pan Hui wanted to say something, but Zhang Lin turned the shopping cart around and said with a smile, "Teacher Pan chooses slowly, let's go to the vegetable section first."

"go Go."

Then Zhanglin took Shu Xingmi to the sauce section to pick out the hot pot base.

Pan Hui wasted no time in the vegetable section, and her expression turned a little ugly.

I feel the smell.

"You're clever, kid." Shu Xingmi looked at him with admiration.

"This trick is confusing, but the teacher taught me during the battle royale."