100 Ways to Get the Male God - Chapter 137

[Chapter 137 The school grass boyfriend is a ghost (17)]

It was written by Ji Chen.

Everyone is clearly aware of this.

And the object of writing is very clear, isn’t it written in beautiful pen – for Hao Chu.

This reply is true.

Everyone thought blankly.

Everyone was stunned, and gradually began to recall the time when this pendant appeared on Zhang Meng—

It was the time when Ji Chen was lost.

Ji Chen’s every move attracted attention, and the sudden listlessness made the girls scratch their hearts. While being stunned by the small appearance, he thought distressedly, what made him so sad.

turn out to be……

That cold, always inattentive young man actually cherishes the things that a person gives him so much, and will reply sweetly… he’s actually cute.

The small pink note and the heart outlined with the pen in the corner made Su De’s heart tremble, as if he could see the young man holding the pen in his hand, with slender and white fingers, carefully drawing its appearance.

Turns out he lost the pendant.

So sad…

The girls didn’t understand what they meant, and looked at Yu Chu with complicated eyes. Some looked silent, some bowed their heads and said nothing, but no one showed hatred.

the reason is simple.

– That person is gone.

Even if he is envious, even if he is jealous, but that person is no longer there, and no one gets it, even Hao Chu only has a memory left.

On the contrary, it made people feel sympathy for her.

For a person like Ji Chen, if he once passed his heart, how could he forget it for the rest of his life?

Hao Chu… must be more uncomfortable than those who have never received a response.

The girls who had just joined the quarrel bowed their heads silently. Someone looked at the note with a complicated look and said softly, “I’m sorry, we misunderstood you.”

Yu Chu: “…It doesn’t matter.”

…Why are you looking at her with those eyes that seem to be envious, but also seem to be sympathetic?

Makes her a little fluffy…

The girls stopped talking to Yu Chu and looked at Zhang Meng coldly. Someone gave her a push: “Hao Chu played well, if I would beat you too, you perverted, what are you doing stealing other people’s things?”

Zhang Meng was pushed hard, and his eyes were instantly red with grievance, but he couldn’t say anything.

How righteous she was just now, how painful her face is now. Ji Chen’s handwritten book fell on her face like a slap, not only making her lie exposed in public, but also telling her clearly and plainly that the person she likes is liking others.

When he was alive, he liked someone so satisfactorily, and even took care of the things that the other party gave him. When he lost it, he would be so sad.

Even Zhang Meng’s friends were silent.

Coincidentally, at this time, the long afternoon self-study time completely passed. As the preparation bell rang, the students finally dispersed in twos and threes, and before a girl left, she glared at Zhang Meng fiercely.

Zhang Meng’s friend saw her look lost, and finally pulled her back to her seat, but then left without comforting her.

Yu Chu let out a long breath.

The ghost next to him entangled in his eyes again, with a strong smile on his thin lips:

“How is it, am I great?”

Yu Chu turned to look at him, sighed, and couldn’t help laughing again: “Bang Bang Bang.”

The boy’s eyes darkened, he blinked lightly, his voice was clear and hoarse, and it was clearly teasing:

“…I still have it, it’s even better.”