The Greatest Astrologist

Chapter14

It was a long time for Tan Muxing to forget the blood-red and golden sky.

Under the gorgeous clouds, there was only a lonely black shadow at her feet, which was stretched extremely long in the setting sun.

The two walked past Rihui and bid farewell at the school gate.

Tan Muxing watched Chu Qianli get into the car. He looked up at the sky and rubbed his eyes again. He always felt that the setting sun was too dazzling and far less tranquil than the starry sky.

Her words are like pulsating sparks, scorching people casually, but leaving no trace.

Chu Qianli sat in the car and waited.

Not long after, He Shichen got into the car with a heavy face and sat on the side in silence.

Chu Qianli looked at his gloomy expression, she suddenly raised her orchid finger and began to gesture in the air.

He Shichen was unhappy, but when he noticed her little movement, he said unhappy: "What are you doing again?"

Chu Qianli pretended to be a fool and said: "I'll pinch and count, you have lost the fight."

He Shichen obviously ran into a wall with Qi Yan. As soon as he got in the car, he began to cool down, and his whole body was uncomfortable.

He Shichen: "..."

Chu Qianli retracted his cocked fingers and smiled again: "Hey, you can actually count it without pinching your fingers."

He Shichen: "..."

He Shichen tilted his head out of the window. He had to calm down by looking at the scenery, otherwise she would really be mad and sick.

What is the worst experience of playing games?

It is by no means killed by the enemy in the game, but after you are killed, your teammates madly press "Good job".

He Shichen encountered too many things on Friday. First he was talked to by the teacher, then he was defeated by Qi Yan, and then Chu Qianli ridiculed him in the car. He became autistic after going home after eating, and even forgot to communicate with his parents about someone spreading superstition at school.

In the living room, Yu Xin found He Shichen walking upstairs without a word. She looked worried: "What's wrong with Shichen?"

Chu Qianli was sitting on the sofa, watching TV leisurely, and said with a grin: "My brother lost the fight with the first grader today. People say that he is two points lower than himself. He might have to go back to the house and write a set of papers."

He Zhenghe was stunned: "Oh, is it still so strong?"

Yu Xin went to the second floor anxiously. She knocked on the door of He Shichen's room and reminded: "Shichen, don't be too late today. I will see my second uncle tomorrow."

The next day, Chu Qianli and others set off by car to visit He Yuanyang again for regular family gatherings.

Once he was born and then matured, Chu Qianli had already figured out his second uncle's house and at the same time his second uncle's character. What He Yuanyang is most interested in is talking about investment. It's not about how much money he has to make, but about enjoying it.

At the dinner table, Chu Qianli observed He Yuanyang's face and hesitated: "Second Uncle, did you sleep last night?"

"Where can I sleep!" He Yuanyang smiled helplessly, "You have to ask Shi Chen, he must have not slept either."

Chu Qianli looked at He Shichen cooperatively: "Brother, did you sleep last night?"

He Shichen rarely felt sluggish, and said perfunctorily: "...I didn't sleep well."