rain.

It starts in the sky and ends in the ground.

Fortunately, Zhang Fan had an umbrella he had just borrowed, which could separate him from the increasingly heavy rainstorm.

Unfortunately, since he had been soaked in a drool before, the passing taxi looked at him slowly and then accelerated to leave, leaving Zhang Fan with a license plate number that he had no time to remember in the rain.

Zhang Fan really wanted to complain to them. "Do you have sympathy? Didn't you see me walking alone on the street?"

In fact, he also understood why the taxi driver refused to carry him, because he was afraid that he would get the seat wet!

Zhang Fan would not be so angry before. He is already a vicissitudes of life and no longer has the energy or time to get angry.

Bathing in the sun, taking a walk, and waving with old neighbors, his past glorious years formed his daily routine.

Even after traveling to this young body, his heart is still old.

However, at this moment, Zhang Fan, looking at the bright red umbrella above his head in this heavy rain, could clearly feel his heart beating violently.

He was very angry because the taxi he stopped was snatched by a middle-aged aunt who did not forget to look back at him before getting into the co-pilot.

This is the winner's show-off to the loser, and her eyes and expressions are all telling three words.

"I won."

"Okay! You're ruthless."

After Zhang Fan watched the yellow taxi disappear from his sight, he immediately took out his cell phone from his pocket, and repeatedly recited the license plate number in his mouth.

He must complain about this bad driver.

"It was clearly my first, whether it was waving or taking the initiative to walk forward. But why did you drive the car four or five meters forward after you stretched your head to look at me for granted and parked next to an aunt."

But he was silent after taking out his cell phone because he obviously didn't know what the complaint phone number was.

After taking a deep breath of cold and humid air, Zhang Fan's heart was not as angry as before.

"Forget it, I won't be serious." Zhang Fan comforted himself.

Then he walked towards the bus stop next to him, which was about ten meters away from him. He had just been competing with him.

"I don't believe that Zhang Fan, as a reborn person, still has a wealthy system, will not be able to stop a taxi? Haven't you seen my protagonist's halo?"

As a result, there was really no taxi willing to load him.

Zhang Fan could only see others get off the bus and watch others get on the bus.

Most of the people who get off the bus have their umbrellas with panic expressions, while the people who get on the bus have a happy face.

After he was not careful, he brought himself into the identity of a passerby.

Fortunately, a bus drove into the platform at this time, and Zhang Fan was unwilling to rush up like the uncles and aunts in front of him.

As the protagonist, you must have a calm demeanor.

Then he could only watch a fashionable young woman standing in front of the bus door, looking at him with disgust, fearing that his wet clothes would wet the fashionable clothes on her body.

Just as Zhang Fan was hesitating whether to stand up, a middle-aged man wearing a blue raincoat, a yellow straw hat, and carrying two bamboo baskets of fruits suddenly passed by him and squeezed up.

"I can't sit down anymore." The young woman frowned and said dissatisfied.

The middle-aged man put down the bamboo basket, wiped the rain on his face with his hands, and said with a smile: "I can squeeze it down just now."

As for Zhang Fan?

He has stood on the platform again.

When I saw the bus driving out of the station, I recalled the location where the bus had just stopped in my mind, and adjusted my station.

If you want to avoid crowding, you must be one step ahead.

However, he is still too young.

When another bus was about to enter the platform, Zhang Fan saw the rest of the people rushing to crowd in front of him.

He didn't care about the protagonist's calmness and pushed and squeezed up.

It's almost dark.

The darkness here refers to the darkness in time, because the sky in reality has long been dark.

After Zhang Fan was struggling for several hours, he finally mustered up the courage to meet his former parents.

There is a natural conflict between the bus driver and the passenger. Zhang Fan no longer needs support at this time. He feels that even if his feet do not fall to the ground, he can maintain stability and not fall.

The grumpy man shouted: "I can't hold it anymore."

However, the bus driver turned a deaf ear to all this, and he slowly closed the door after he couldn't squeeze it.

There is a woman behind Zhang Fan, and he can confirm this without looking back.

After feeling the softness coming from his back, Zhang Fan squeezed in front of him, so that he would not feel as strong as he had just done.

But as the bus stops and stops, it quickly became what it used to be.

Fortunately, the woman pressed her hands hard on Zhang Fan's back, and this ambiguous atmosphere was relieved a lot.

Zhang Fan turned around and looked at the girl with a beautiful sister's head, a round face, and wearing a school uniform of No. 1 Middle School.

After seeing Zhang Fan looking back at her, the other party shrugged his hand awkwardly and whispered: "Sorry."

"Nothing." Zhang Fan shook his head, and then took the initiative to say, "Come on here with me."

After saying that, he stretched out a space with great force. The girl looked at Zhang Fan gratefully, bent down and crawled into Zhang Fan's arms, and then turned her back to Zhang Fan.

If it is face to face, this is a pair of middle school students who have early love.

This close relationship made Zhang Fan unable to help but reminisce about the touch that came from his back before and after, which made his blood boil.

Feeling the changes in his body, Zhang Fan truly felt that he had returned to adolescence.

With both hands pressed on the bus chair, Zhang Fan tried his best to keep himself and this girl a little separated.

He doesn't want to embarrass others or cause trouble.

After all, Zhang Fan is still a familiar person. Some thoughts have accompanied him throughout his life and become instinct.

It's like he always thinks he is a more upright person.

Fortunately, after the bus stopped again, Zhang Fan was under a lot of pressure.

The reason was that the seat next to the girl was empty. After she turned around and looked at Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan nodded and sat down.

Then the girl's body squeezed into it again, revealing half of the seat.

While patting the empty seat with his hands, he asked Zhang Fan softly: "Do you sit?"

"No, thank you." Zhang Fan shook his head with a smile.

The girl didn't say anything else, sat upright, then took out a white cell phone, inserted it into her headphones and sounded like a song.

Zhang Fan couldn't help but take a look at the phone in the girl's hand. The girl also noticed it and took the initiative to pick it up and show it to Zhang Fan. At the same time, she introduced: "This is BBK's blue and white porcelain music mobile phone, which is the one that Song Qiaohui advertises."

The next sentence is a little show-off.

"Oh." Zhang Fan pretended to realize it suddenly.

In fact, he knew this phone and remembered it deeply, so he noticed it.

Because he once bought this phone with his family money and gave it to Bai Xue, he was discovered by his parents and got mixed doubles.

But now Zhang Fan feels that he will no longer do such a thing, not because he is a reborn person, but now he can easily buy such a mobile phone.

The number on the translucent blue screen in front of him has jumped to more than 10,000.
Chapter completed!