A Straight Guy’s Transmigration Journeys - Chapter 284

Fu Yan extremely depressed out of the restaurant, back to the florist, then unexpectedly see white leaning on the door. After hearing the sound, he looked up.

Fu Yan’s heart seemed to be hit hard by something, which made him excited. For many days, they haven’t seen each other for many days.

“I Passing by. ” Bai is also afraid of Fu Yan bothering him, saying a pretext. He just wanted to see Fu Yan, but the door didn’t open, so he wanted to stand here for a while. Unconsciously, he may have been standing for a long time until Fu Yan came back.

“Well.” Fu Yan passed him, opened the lock and pushed the door up. Push more and more relaxed, he knew the man was helping him. If I didn’t look up at him, I was afraid that I would not be able to restrain myself.

After the door opened, it seemed that Bai had no reason to stay here. His heart is stuffy, say: “that, I go first.”

Fu Yantou walked into the florist’s shop without looking back and said, “well.”

White also turned around, eyes instantly red. Like a child, he shed tears, but stubbornly refused to wipe.

Hearing the sound of the car, Fu Yan let out a long breath. Almost, I can’t help it. I can’t help but want to hold him, I can’t help but want to kiss him, I can’t help but want to say a lot of numb words to him.

When Bai came home, his parents stood at the door.

“Xiaoran…” Looking at the gentle white mother, as always.

Collapse is just a moment, white also hugged his mother, cry very fierce: “he why ah, why don’t like me. I’m so good… ”

After understanding what her son was saying, the white mother patted her son on the back and kept comforting him.

“Mom, I’m so sad that I’m lovelorn.”

White mother in the heart a sour, way: “we don’t think of him first, good.”

Bai cried even more.

……

It’s longer than last time. They haven’t seen each other. It seems that if Bai didn’t come to Fu Yan, they couldn’t meet each other.

Fu Yan: it seems that a month has passed. In fact, he didn’t count in detail. He thought, it’s better to live like this.

Flower customer: the flower shop owner’s flowers are still so fresh, but the flower shop owner has become the same as before, absent-minded every day.

On the way to send flowers, Fu Yan “passed” the building where Bai Yiwu’s studio was. He stood facing the sun for a long time, sun some heatstroke, also did not see the white figure. Turning around, he happened to meet the fortune teller who was bluffing.

Fu Yan looked at the ragged old man across the street, squinted and calculated.

“This lady, you have a full sky. You’ll be very happy after you die. Let’s count it.”

The woman broke the old fortune teller’s hand hard and said, “smelly old man, what do you say? I’m still alive.”

The old man didn’t let go, “I’m satisfied, I’m not sure…” After all, he has to live.

“I count!” A stack of red notes on the fortune teller’s desk, the small table almost fell apart.

The old man was holding a big girl. When he saw the red ticket, his hand relaxed. He said with a smile: “well, sir, are you a career or a marriage…”

When he looked up and saw that it was Fu Yan’s familiar face, the old man was stunned. Then we don’t want the stall. We just run.

“Why?” Fu Yan is strange. Next second, follow the old man’s direction.

After all, he was very old. After a while, the old man was pinched by Fu Yan and walked back slowly.

Fu Yan pressed him to sit down and said: “what are you running for when you see me? Aren’t you a fortune teller?”

The old man gave him a deep look. Seeing this young man for the first time, I knew that he had many bad fates. The second time, I learned that he had changed his life.

The secret must not be revealed. His old man was so old that he had to suffer from mental disorder for the first time. He was crazy for a while. The second time I vomited blood directly, I lay in the hospital for a long time.

For the third time

Fu Yan sat opposite him. Without saying a word, he rolled up his sleeve and said, “count the marriage for me.”

The old man raised his head, looked at Fu Yan and pleaded: “boy, they are all mixed food. How about letting the old man go?”

Fu Yan said: “thirty thousand.” He saw that the old man’s eyes were wide open, and said with a smile, “as long as you count it for me, I’ll give you 30000 yuan.”

The old man took a breath of air conditioning and increased the price: “50000.”

“You want my life!” Fu Yan grabbed the old man’s long beard.

“Ouch! It hurts

Fu Yan threatened: “count or not.”

“Okay, okay, I’ll do it.”

The old man was so depressed. He reluctantly put his hand on Fu Yan’s, and his expression became strange.

“What’s the matter? I won’t be the same as you said last time. I will die of falling in love.” Fu Yan’s expression also became dignified.

The old man took back his hand, touched his beard, looked at Fu Yan and kept shaking his head.Fu Yan also looked at him. He couldn’t help the old man’s mysterious appearance. He said in a vicious voice: “speak quickly!”

The old man was so scared that he covered his heart. “Young man, what are you doing in such a hurry? Take your time. Your marriage… ”

Fu Yan is quiet and keeps an eye on the old man. The old man said, “it’s still a man.”

Fu Yan closed his eyes and resisted the impulse to hit people. He clasped his hands and made a clear “click” sound.

The old man shivered for a moment and said something that was not clear: “why can’t you decide your own marriage. If you want to live alone for a lifetime, why not choose to live happily for a while. Or, you can live a happy life. ”

Fu Yan was slightly surprised. He looked at the building conditionally. When he looked back, there was no one in front of him. Only a shabby little table and the stool he was sitting on were left.

The old man didn’t ask him 30000 because he gave him an ambiguous answer. The old man also asked for his reward, because Fu Yan’s money disappeared.

Summoning up courage, Fu Yan got up and went to the building. He decided that even if he was only happy for a while, he would also express himself to Bai. Even if he will die miserably, he also wants to have white love.

“He hasn’t been here for many days.”

When Fu Yan came to yesteryear’s studio, he got such a reply from his colleague.

Thinking that Bai might be ill, he rushed back to his apartment immediately. As a result, the door was knocked for half a day, and no one answered.

Fu Yan’s hand was stained with a lot of dust because of knocking on the door, just like No one has lived here for a long time.

Fu Yan was at a loss.

He had no choice but to go to the White House. It was a woman who opened the door and asked, “who are you?”

This is the future mother-in-law. Fu Yan cheered himself up in his heart and said, “I’m Bai’s friend. He asked for leave for many days and didn’t go to work. I’m a little worried about him.”