Devil's Body Temperature (MTL) [COMPLETED]

17. Protection

The sensor in Pei Chuan's hands dripped twice, and he lowered his eyes, his fingers with distinct knuckles. It shattered.

Pei Haobin said: "Ogawa, Pei Yao is here. You guys play together. My father has something to go out."

Pei Haobin didn't have time to change his clothes and hurried out.

"Stunned what to do, come here."

Beiyao was extremely embarrassed. She was as embarrassed as she was when she was a child. After entering his room, she couldn't help breathing.

"Can't do homework?"

"No." Bei Yao hugged "Winter Holiday Homework" and asked him, "Can you contact Fang Minjun?"

Pei Chuan raised his eyes and spit out coldly: "Many things."

"She grew up with us, don't you worry about her?"

Pei Chuan paused, he felt a little funny. Bei Yao thought of him so well, who is Fang Minjun, why should he care about her life and death? However, in her serious eyes, he subconsciously felt that he could not speak to her.

"Do you have her phone number?"

"No."

"address?"

Pei Yao lowered his head and blushed a little: "No."

Pei Chuan glanced at her, she was embarrassed like a little quail to hide herself.

He turned the wheelchair and went to the landline in the living room.

Pei Yao followed him step by step.

The teenager pressed a few digits on the landline button, and she squatted down and looked up at the big eyes he expected. He didn't open his eyes and whispered: "Hello Teacher Li, this is Pei Chuan. Can you give me a phone number of Min Jun's family?"

"Well, why? The last time her family moved, something fell in my house. You have to inform her to take it back."

"Okay, thank you teacher, I wrote it down."

He hung up the phone, pressed a few numbers, and gave Bei Yao the handset.

Beiyao held the phone, and the other side quickly connected. It was Zhao Xiu's voice: "Hey? Who are you looking for?"

"Aunt Xiu, this is Bei Yao. Can I speak with Min Min?"

"Wait, I'll call her."

After a long time, when Bei Yao was upset, the girl's hoarse voice came: "Hey."

"Min Min, this is Bei Yao."

Pei Chuan black pupil looked at the little girl who called.

Her slightly curly long hair was scattered behind her, wearing a light blue cotton coat. She grabbed the small lock on the dress and looked nervous. Pei Chuan listened to her and said, "Min Min, this year the plum in the community has blossomed and is very fragrant. The sausage made by my mother is delicious. I will bring it to you at school, OK?"

"... When shall we go to the playground together? I heard that a large new playground has been built in City C. I haven't been to the playground when I was so old. Can you go with me?"

"Don't cry." She said softly, "You are Fang Minjun, not Chang Xue."

The little girl's cold face was crying hysterically, and a fruit knife was hidden in her pocket. When Bei Yao called, she actually wanted to cut it off.

The name Fang Minjun, more than a decade of honor and disgrace, seems to be linked to Chang Xue. Now that the faith has collapsed, Fang Minjun is difficult to breathe.