Fast time travel: the full-level heartthrob is the villain

Wen Xiaohua hid in the dark and watched everything, a little funny in her heart.

It turns out that the school bully who is usually omnipotent and vicious also has such a side.

The talisman that Jiang Po left on He Xiao was only effective for half an hour, and after the evening self-study was over, he could no longer see the people around him.

In order to prevent his Yingwei image from being seen by others, He Xiao immediately walked towards the school gate.

He Xiaoba, who likes to go out at night, went home to sleep obediently for the first time at night.

Everyone in the He family was shocked.

And Jiang Po left from the back door of the school, changed into her previous clothes, and returned to Wen's house.

She looked down at the phone, and it was Weiwei and the others who told her about Wen Hua's "accidental" falling into the lake.

Jiang Po expressed her shock.

After inquiring about Wen Hua's current situation and getting information they didn't know, she put away her phone and didn't reply.

"Are you back?" The light in the living room was still on, Father Wen was watching the economic news with a tablet in his hand, and when he saw Jiang Po coming back, he said softly.

"Uncle." Jiang Po said hello politely, and changed her shoes at the entrance.

Hearing her uncle as expected, Father Wen showed a bitter expression, but just when Jiang Po looked over, he put away his expression, "Your Aunt Liu prepared a supper for you."

Jiang Po nodded, "Okay."

After turning around and entering the kitchen, the meekness on Jiang Po's face disappeared completely.

Waiting for her in the living room every day is to express my little fatherly love.

But under this paternal love, there is a trace of guilt after all.

When the original owner was still ignorant, he asked her to call her father, hoping that after she became sensible, she would stay away from him and call him father.

This is his guilt.

After the original owner softened and called him father, maybe this trace of guilt will disappear, and the original owner dare not gamble on what will happen in the end.

And Jiang Po looked down on this scumbag.

Although she has a rich love history, every relationship is consistent, and she will not be in multiple boats, let alone disconnected.

There was a sound of opening the door, and Wen Hua walked in, all in a mess.

She didn't have a driver to pick her up and she came back by bus.

But Wen's house is in the villa area, and she had to walk in even after getting off the bus. Her wet clothes had been half-dried after a while, and her hair was messy, but her bangs were tied up, revealing a beautiful and delicate face. Face.

Father Wen looked up at her, frowned, and immediately cursed, "What do you look like? Wouldn't we be laughed at if we were seen by others?"

Without facing the kindness of the eldest daughter, the first concern is his own face.

After accepting the original owner's memory and facing each other head-on, Wen Hua had a new understanding of this family.

She remained silent and raised her legs to go upstairs.

"Stop!" Seeing her defiant behavior, Wen's father became even more angry, and he was a burst of output to her, "Can you save people some time, look at your sister, and then look at you, why is our Wen family so angry?" Out of such an embarrassing thing as you?!"

"Uncle." Jiang Po stood up, acting like a good sister to rescue Wen Hua, "It's late, you should rest."

Father Wen paused for a moment, then glanced at Wen Hua with hatred, but in the end he didn't say anything more.

After talking a few words with Jiang Po, he went upstairs, as if he didn't want to take another look at Wen Hua.

"What's wrong with my sister?" Jiang Po glanced at her beautiful face without any trace, and looked at Wen Wei with a worried expression, "Go take a shower and change your clothes, I'll make you a bowl of ginger soup, do you remember?" Come down and drink."

While Jiang Po was talking, Wen Hua looked at her.

She could clearly see that even though she was saying caring words, the emotion in her eyes was very flat, and it was just superficial concern that didn't enter her eyes.

But Wen Hua still felt a tightness in her chest and a sore nose.

In her memory, she knew that this was the only person who would use actions to care about the original owner.

Regardless of the authenticity of this concern, she did express her love with actions.

Speaking of which, her situation is very similar to the owner of this body, and those family members only have disdain and abuse for her.

But at least the original owner has a sister who is willing to do superficial work.

Whatever her purpose, she brings warmth to a barren heart.

Thinking of what happened before his death, Wen Hua finally endured the tears swirling in his eyes, Wen Hua felt his consciousness was a little drowsy, and went upstairs without speaking.

After watching her go upstairs, Jiang Po leisurely entered the kitchen.

[Really want to cook for the hostess? 】There is no such part in the plot, the original owner returned home very early, she knew what happened to the heroine, but the original owner pretended not to know, and did not cook ginger soup for her.

"Of course." Jiang Po started to boil water, "I'm a caring sister."

Not only does she have to cook ginger soup, she also has to send it upstairs.

The corner of Jiang Po's mouth curled into a faint smile.

A small gray face appeared out of the kitchen window, looking at the busy people inside with some novelty.

Perhaps it was the first time she dared to look directly at this sister.

Although she died, but the memory is still there, and she still remembers the way home.

Float home soon.

Some even feel that they are so convenient now that they don’t need to walk to get home very quickly.

She also heard their conversation clearly, and she wanted to cry a little, but she couldn't squeeze out tears.

Now standing in the perspective of a bystander, she discovered things that she hadn't noticed before.

For example, she is really miserable...

However, she has a sister who is willing to take care of her.

Wen Xiaohua suddenly remembered that when she was still in elementary school, Bai Po told her to learn to be self-reliant and independent.

At that time, she was not favored at home, and her classmates at school looked down on her. Even with the blessing of Bai Po, she was bullied miserably.

Bai Po asked her if she wanted to take revenge on those who bullied her.

She was timid back then.

She doesn't want to.

Bai Po was silent for a while, then said, "Then do you want to continue being bullied?"

How did she answer it?

Oh, she remembered, she didn't speak then.

There was a long silence after that, and before leaving, Bai Po asked her to be independent.

After so many years, Wen Xiaohua suddenly realized that she seemed to have missed something.

If she was a little more daring, she would be able to touch the truth, but she retreated a little and chose to look outside.

The people in the kitchen ate a few mouthfuls casually, and then went upstairs with the cooked ginger soup.

Wen Xiaohua followed her not far behind her.

Sensing the coldness behind her, Jiang Po couldn't help rubbing her shoulders, "Why does it feel a little cold, is the cold coming so fast this year..."

A certain A Piao who created the cold air silently drifted back a little.

Feeling her back gradually warming up, Jiang Po frowned in confusion.

Without thinking too much, she came to the door of the corner room.

"Huahua." There was no answer when she knocked on the door, Jiang Po was worried that something might happen to her, so she opened the door and entered the room, "Huahua, I'll come in."