After being conquered by a silly and sweet girl, I became the richest man in the world

Chapter 239: The burden? The golden oil bottle (19)

Before Chu Yizi could say a few words to his amnesiac ex-boyfriend, his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps not far away.

In fact, the footsteps were still some distance away, but Chu Yizi's senses were too sensitive, and he heard every word of the conversation between the two.

A generous middle-aged male voice said, "Director Huang, do you think Student Fang will be alright?"

"How can that be possible? Principal, please slow down." Another slightly younger female voice followed.

"I heard it was because of Huo Yijue who just transferred in. Don't you think I shouldn't have put them in the same class before?" the middle-aged male voice continued.

The female voice said: "Yes, although promoting learning is good, if the two people really don't get along, then it will affect their grades..."

She paused, "This new student who just transferred here was a genius when he was young, but he has been quiet for so many years and is also sick... I think it's a pity."

Chu Yizi wanted to listen more, but the person in front of him had already spoken.

"Why are you here?" Fang Mulin coughed twice. Since he had just woken up, there was a fishy-sweet taste in his throat.

"Tsk." Seeing the undisguised defensiveness in his eyes, Chu Yizi glanced at the door and pointed at his face before slowly approaching, "Of course it's because of you, class monitor."

The boy's unique voice is low but lively, and the slightly rising ending tone is like a soda just taken out of the refrigerator in the summer, refreshing and clean.

The weather in May was already too hot, and Fang Mulin's cheeks were extremely hot. He stepped back helplessly, but the wall behind him left him nowhere to hide.

He finally opened his eyes. The young man in front of him had smooth hair, fair skin, and extremely delicate features. He was so stunning that he would never forget it at first sight.

However, Fang Mulin felt an indescribable awkwardness on his face.

"You, don't get so close to me." Fang Mulin slapped his hot face twice and looked away from Chu Yizi.

Suppressing his restless heart, he pursed his lips in thought. In fact, he had always felt that something was wrong with him in the past few years.

It's like I forgot something important.

He allowed himself to sense the vague figure deep in his heart, and another face seemed to appear before his eyes.

It was a face he had seen before.

He emptied himself irritably again and looked directly at the person in front of him.

There was only half a person's distance between the two of them, and Fang Mulin could even see the tiny hairs on Chu Yizi's face clearly.

But what concerned him more was something else.

If there is something in the world that you can never forget even if you erase your memory, taste is definitely at the top of the list.

Even if we haven't seen each other for a long time, we can recognize each other instantly when we meet again.

Fang Mulin's eyelashes trembled, and after his expression froze for a few seconds, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.

What a strange feeling...

He was in a state of confusion, but the person in front of him seemed determined to go against him. The faint fragrance became stronger, and Fang Mulin felt a slightly cool hand covering his forehead.

Fang Mulin suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the enlarged version of Chu Yizi's face.

An indescribable feeling of rejection emanated from the depths of his soul, and his instinct made him want to escape.

However, perhaps because he was dizzy, he seemed to have turned into a wooden sculpture, motionless and stupid.

However, this feeling did not last long, and the next moment, Chu Yizi withdrew his hand.

His body felt much more relaxed than before, and Fang Mulin just breathed in secret without thinking much about it.

[I didn’t expect that the first time I flirted with my ex-boyfriend would be under such circumstances]

Wangcai said strangely, "Host...are you really going to do this?"

"Think carefully. Once the binding is successful, you will no longer be able to choose the world on your own."

Chu Yizhi secretly helped Fang Mulin while taking the time to answer him, "I only regret things I didn't do."

He was tired of the feeling of being pushed around, and even though it had become part of his past and couldn't be separated from it, he didn't want to go on any longer.

He doesn't want to choose between reason and emotion, he just wants to find his true self.

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The stinging pain was much less than before, and Fang Mulin was a little concerned about his reaction just now.

He looked at the person in front of him carefully.

Not right.

Although there seemed to be nothing wrong at first glance, he felt as if the other person was wearing a mask on his face.

Like... he wasn't supposed to look like this.

Fang Mulin took a deep breath and took the initiative to speak, "Have we met before?"

Chu Yizi listened to the clear footsteps at the door, and a hint of regret flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, Fang Mulin heard a voice that gave him a headache.

"Student Fang Mulin, Mulin, how are you?"

The owner of the deep, middle-aged male voice is the principal of our school. He is neither fat nor thin, but his reflective head is the most eye-catching.

Following next to him was the head of the second grade, Mr. Huang.

Chu Yizi had been paying attention to their conversation. On the way to the classroom with Hei Yun before class, he had already "admired" the two of them on the wall in the corridor and called them obediently.

Huo Yijue looks like Huo Yinzhu, beautiful and delicate. Due to taking medicine all the year round, his face looks a little sick. In addition, he has been much more low-key in recent years. No matter how you look at it, he is just a good student who has to suffer in his studies because of illness.

The two who wanted to ask questions were silenced. The principal first glanced at Fang Mulin who was "intact", and then said to Chu Yizi: "Student Huo Yijue, you just arrived this afternoon, right?"

Chu Yizi nodded, "I got off the plane at 12:30, so I'm a little late."

The principal looked at him with even more satisfaction.

The afternoon class starts at 1:30. The journey from the airport to school takes at least 40 minutes, and considering the traffic jam, this student was not late. He is truly a role model student.

Not to mention that the principal already had some liking for Chu Yizi.

He patted Chu Yizi's shoulder and nodded, "Okay, okay, I heard from your class teacher that it's good that you're not late."

Chu Yizi took the opportunity to reveal an expression of a weak little white flower growing tenaciously.

After a combination of "three good students plus sick prodigy", the principal completely forgot about the matter of switching their shifts.