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Past Life Memory Playback (1)

Chu Yao clenched the fist in her hand tightly, and she was trying very hard to restrain her urge to kill.

‘Chu Yao, calm down, you must calm down. Since he is here, if you want to play, you should accompany him’

"Hello everyone, my name is Yi Yancheng. I will transfer to school today. Please take care of you in the future."

Yi Yancheng bowed gently to everyone and said this sentence very politely.

"Murong Qingyan."

After Yi Yancheng introduced himself, Murong Qingyan uttered four words, saying that it was as cool as it was.

"Wow, he's so cool."

After Murong introduced himself, the whole class was like a furious incident and started talking regardless of the old class presence.

"That Murong Qingyan is handsome and cool. I decided that he will become my male god in the future."

"That Yi Yancheng is gentle and polite. He is simply my idol."

Chu Yao looked at the crazy girls in the class and the angry boys in the class, unconsciously supporting her forehead.

"Everyone, calm down, two classmates, please sit in two seats behind the window."

After the old man finished speaking, he pointed to the two positions behind Chu Yao.

Just now, after they introduced themselves, the old class also observed the things in their class. They were basically crazy, but only Xia Chuyao and Ning Baobao were not crazy, so the old class put them in the back of them.

Chu Yao was stunned when she heard the old classmate's words.

Let these two sit behind her?

Don't.

Murong is fine.

As for Yiyan City.

She was afraid that she could not help but accidentally.

He attacked him.

"Woman, we're meeting again."

“…”

Chu Yao's heart was 10,000 in Murong's words.

While they were talking, Yi Yancheng, who had a gentle face, also walked down.

Chu Yao's breath began to be disordered, just like a person who was not well controlled would kill someone's life.

"Hello, please give me some advice."

In the absence of Yi Yancheng's speech, Murong Qingyan was already sitting behind Chu Yao.

The remaining position is the position behind Ning Baobao.

Their tables and chairs are all for one person and one table, and just so Chu Yao's location is close to the window.

Yi Yancheng looked at Murong sitting in the position he wanted to sit, and a brief anger appeared under his gentle appearance, probably in a short moment.

And he stretched out his hand that wanted to hold Chu Yao, and still maintained this position.

Chu Yao had no intention of shaking hands with him, and kept sitting in her position without moving.

He didn't even bother to give him a look, as if there was no such person standing in front of him.

Yi Yancheng finally withdrew his hand awkwardly, walked slowly towards the rest of the position, with a gentle face still on his face.

"hypocritical…"

Chu Yao said in a low voice, but she had never forgotten this scumbag.

It was under his gentle appearance that was close to killing her.

In his previous life, he killed her.

It was for him to see a pendant that he accidentally saw.

From the day she died, she knew that he had a purpose to approach her.

But I never expected...

Chu Yao lay weakly on her desk, recalling the last scene with this scumbag in her previous life.

Scene playback:

Previous life.

"Why?"

Xia Chuyao stared at the man in front of her in disbelief, with despair skimming in tears.

She clearly had a small home with her the day before, but today she ruthlessly penetrated her body with a knife.

Chu Yao covered her bleeding wound, trembling lips and couldn't say the second sentence.

The man sneered, looking like you were an idiot.

"Chuyao, you are simpler than I thought."
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