Forces of Temptation

Chapter 42: Sand, sand, sand (seven)

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Perhaps it was because he saw a ghost before going to bed, and Nan Zhou had another dream.

When he was a child, he was taken by his mother to the hospital to be vaccinated.

It seems to be BCG, and it seems to be some other medicine, he has forgotten.

For any child, the slender needle, the strong smell of disinfectant, and the mist sprayed from the needle tube are the perfect material for nightmares.

Nan Zhou clenched his grape-like eyes, hid in her arms, and obediently handed his arm to the nurse.

He was scared, but he didn't want his mother to worry either.

So when he was young, he hid in her arms and repeated in a soft and well-behaved voice: "Mom, I love you, I love you."

In the dream, Nanzhou's mother was dressed in fashionable clothes and had a faint and peculiar smell on her body.

But she embraced Nan Zhou, who was trembling slightly, and said to the nurse, "This child is just disobedient."

She lowered her head and asked Nan Zhou in dissatisfaction, "Why are you crying? It's nothing."

Nan Zhou raised his head in confusion, trying to explain that he didn't cry.

He found himself unable to see his mother's face.

…and then Nan Zhou woke up.

It took Nan Zhou more than 40 minutes to slowly struggle out of the quagmire-like dream by himself.

When he calmed down completely, the clock hanging in the foreign student dormitory told him that it was about four o'clock.

The room was pitch-dark, only the moonlit balcony had light, and the other objects were immersed in the thick darkness, like sleeping, dormant giant monsters.

Nan Zhou turned his face away.

He found that Jiang Fang still put his hand on his wrist.

He didn't make an inch, just lay on it.

… This will make Nan Zhou think that he is falling asleep listening to the sound of his own pulse.

Nan Zhou looked at Jiang Fang, traced his eyebrows with his eyes curiously, and wondered why he did this, thinking that he was really good-looking.

But Jiang Fang is very sensitive.

Before Nan Zhou could look at him for a long time, Jiang Fang opened his eyes.

Nan Zhou was counting his eyelashes, when Jiang Fang opened his eyes, he was confused.

... He couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Jiang Fang fixedly stared at him: "... 'Sir'?"

Nan Zhou was stunned when he heard the words, but he quickly reacted: "'please'."

After confirming each other's mental state, Jiang Fang turned over and got closer to talk to Nan Zhou more easily: "Why did you wake up so early?"

Nan Zhou: "Dreaming."

Jiang Fang: "What dream?"

Nan Zhou: "I remembered when I first woke up. I don't remember now."

Jiang Fang: "Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

Nan Zhou made a "hmm" and closed his eyes.

About five minutes passed.

Nan Zhou suddenly asked a strange question: "Did you cry when you had injections when you were young?"

"… Ok?"

Jiang Fang didn't know why Nan Zhou asked such an abrupt question, but he still answered truthfully, "No."

Every time he had an injection, his father would take him to eat what he liked.

So every time he injected, he urged the nurse to finish the injection quickly.

Nan Zhou said softly, "I won't cry either."

Then there is no text.

After hurriedly ending this strange topic, Nan Zhou gently supported Nanji Xing, who came to rub his face after being awakened, and placed it on his stomach.

Nanji Xing was lying on his abdominal muscles, spreading himself comfortably into a soft cake.

Before falling asleep again, Nan Zhou seemed to hear Jiang Fang's gentle voice: "I know. You didn't cry."

Nan Zhou didn't have time to react and fell into sleep.

But the words reassured him.

The result of this peace of mind was that when Nan Zhou woke up again, it was already 7:30 in the morning.

He was awakened by the vibrating sound of Aite in the group on his mobile phone.

At this time, Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang both got up.

Jiang Fang was leaning against the door of the bathroom, watching Li Yinhang wash and Nan Zhou sleeping.

When Nan Zhou woke up, Jiang Fang's bed was still warm.

So, he rubbed the warm residual warmth to wake up, and took out his mobile phone at the same time.

After watching for a while, Nan Zhou suddenly sat up.

Jiang Fang's "early" was blocked by his violent movements.

He asked, "What's wrong?"

Nan Zhou flipped through the chat records unfamiliarly, and then raised his head and said to Jiang Fang, "The Department of Architecture has a mid-term exam today. It is notified that the exam time will be changed from 2:00 pm to 9:00 am. The exam classroom will remain unchanged. 201 on the fourth floor."

Jiang Fang: "..." This is probably the real ghost story.

Jiang Fang asked: "In terms of setting, the mid-term exam should be over."

Seven days ago, wasn't the gathering of seven people in classroom 403 just to celebrate the end of the midterm exam

Nan Zhou: "The teacher of this course went on a business trip some time ago, and the exam has been postponed."

Li Yinhang came out, holding the disposable toothbrush he bought at the supermarket yesterday: "Don't go. It's not good for the three of us to be separated."

Li Yinhang's words had her reasons.

But Nan Zhou also had his reasons.

"The score of this exam is 15 at the end of the term." Nan Zhou said, "If this body's 'Nan Zhou' comes back, what will he do at the end of the term?"

Li Yinhang: "..." She defaulted that this was a dungeon that completely revolved around the player and would automatically reset everything after 120 hours.

Even if the "Nanzhou" of the Architecture Department can really come back, he probably won't be able to live for a long time if he is entangled by such an unknown terrorist force.

Jiang Fang said, "Go ahead."

Having been with them for a long time, Li Yinhang also dared to express his views.

She disagreed: "He encountered that kind of thing yesterday, how can he be left alone at this time?"

She naturally felt that the only people who could be trusted in the copy were each other.

The other so-called "classmates" were just characters in the copy, and they were all fake.

Even if the "classmates" sat in the exam room, Nan Zhou was alone.

Nan Zhou also respected her opinion and nodded, agreeing with her judgment on danger.

Immediately afterwards, he put forward his own idea: "But what if this is also part of role-playing?"

"The dungeon sets the people on the same team as a closer relationship, which is already a kind of relaxation. For example, Brother Fang and I are sex partners, and you are my friend, Yinhang, so we stayed in his dormitory, It's reasonable."

"But if you do things that go against your personal settings again, I think it will accelerate the occurrence of danger, and the worst will affect the final score."

"Just like when we played the first dungeon, if we didn't complete Xiao Ming's daily tasks stipulated in the dungeon on time, it would be impossible to get the 500-point reward in the end."

Li Yinhang hesitated: "..."

I understand the reason.

Why can you say the words "sex and partner" so frankly?

Nan Zhou still decided to take the exam.

With Nan Zhou's reminder, the three of them checked their itineraries for today.

Li Yinhang has two compulsory courses this morning, and two elective courses that can be skipped in the afternoon.

She dared to go.

And Jiang Fang saw the international student's timetable from his mobile phone yesterday.

Their classes are relatively few, dominated by lectures and group exchanges.

It just so happened that there was an academic lecture this morning.

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He was thinking about going for it yesterday.

Nan Zhou's speech convinced him.

The three acted independently, and agreed to meet in front of the Nan'er Cafeteria at noon.

Nanzhou returned to the dormitory of "Nanzhou" with Nanzhou Star who was happily eating half a banana.

The door of the dormitory was open, and the three roommates were eating breakfast.

"I thought Lao Yuan wouldn't take the test if he didn't come back."

"Who said no?"

"How many chapters are you still missing?"

"Don't talk about a few chapters, who has a note to lend me a look?"

"Yesterday I borrowed Zhang Jun's copy, but I haven't had time to read it yet. I thought the test was in the afternoon, I hope to read it in the morning..."

Nanzhou opened the door silently like a cat, walked in, confirmed the location of his bed and desk, and walked into the bathroom, and judged which personal items belonged to him based on the wetness of the toothbrush bristles and the surface of the towel.

Ordinary dormitories have separate beds and tables.

The bed is bunk and the tables are lined up opposite the bed.

Nan Zhou sat at the table closest to the door.

He sat down at the table, ready to start rummaging through his belongings.

When he opened the drawer, the back of his hand accidentally bumped into one of the roommate NPCs who was putting his arm on the side of the table, with his back half turned towards him.

"Ouch, fuck!" The man felt the touch and was suddenly startled. He looked back, stroked his chest and said in horror, "Nanzhou, you cat, you? Why are you walking silently!"

Nan Zhou was about to reach for the things in the drawer when he heard the words.

He thought of the post Jiang Fang posted yesterday.

And Hu Li, who was forgotten by everyone, like a puff of green smoke, evaporated from everyone's hearts.

Nan Zhou said while thinking, "I've already come in."

The man quickly lost his sense of disobedience and asked eagerly, "Nanzhou, have you reviewed? I'll sit next to you when you're ready to review..."

Nan Zhou asked back, "Which subject are we going to take?"

Roommate A: "… "

Roommate B: "… "

Roommate C: "..."

Grass.

Roommate A collapsed and shouted: "History of Foreign Architecture!"

Seeing Nan Zhou like this, they even started to worry about Nan Zhou with sincerity.

Nan Zhou gave a light "um" and picked out the thick architectural history textbook from the bookshelf.

The next second, he didn't even turn over, he slumped up and closed his eyes while leaning on the textbook.

Roommates: "… "

It's over, give up on yourself.

Nan Zhou, who handed in the papers in advance and came out of the examination room, looked at his watch.

10:30.

At this time, Brother Fang was still listening to the lecture, and Yinhang was still in class.

The east fourth floor of the Nanzhou exam is adjacent to the east fifth floor.

He decided to go to the 403 activity room to take a look.

But before planning to set off, Nan Zhou braked in time.

He remembered Jiang Fang who was angry last night, so he took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang, announcing his itinerary.

"I'm going to 403."

Li Yinhang replied in seconds: "Wait with us."

Jiang Fang pulled a group.

In the group, Nan Zhou did not hear back for a long time.

Li Yinhang fidgeted in the classroom and asked Jiang Fang by typing: "He won't go alone, will he?"

Jiang Fang: "No hurry, wait for him."

After about two minutes, Nanzhou's WeChat message came.

"Go with three people. If something goes wrong, none of them can escape. I'll go alone and keep the two of you. It's safer."

Li Yinhang: "… "Okay, she was persuaded.

She had to wait for Jiang Fang to come up with a reason to persuade Nan Zhou.

But Jiang Fang also seemed to be on fire.

Another five minutes or so passed.

Jiang Fang finally sent two words: "Look up."

Li Yinhang studied these two words for a long time.

... she didn't understand.

She looked up at her surroundings in a daze, and then she suddenly had an epiphany—

At the same time, Nan Zhou, who was sitting obediently on the stairs of Building 4, raised his head as instructed.

I saw Jiang Fang put his hands in his pockets and stood in front of the sun, just enough to keep Nan Zhou from being stabbed in the eyes by the sun.

The sun adorned his figure with a circle of golden light, and the natural silver hair draped over his shoulders also seemed to be sprinkled with gold.

Jiang Fang let out a soft sigh, mixed his breath, and pretended that he didn't run all the way just now.

He smiled and said to Nan Zhou, "Let's go."

On the other side, Li Yinhang, who was sitting in the classroom, clenched his mobile phone sadly.

So what does Jiang Fang deliberately pull the group mean

Lure the dog in and kill it

While mourning, a faint sound suddenly came from Li Yinhang's ear:

"sand-"

Li Yinhang's face turned pale immediately, his palms clenched tightly, and his breathing became short.

When she went to the cafeteria to eat in the morning, she had heard this sound again.

At that time, Nan Zhou asked her to go to class well, saying that she would pick a place with a lot of people to sit.

Li Yinhang didn't think too much.

After all, it gives people a sense of security during the day.

Now, this false feeling has been smashed to smithereens, revealing the creepy truth within.

Li Yinhang didn't dare to look at the people next to him, and even didn't dare to breathe too loudly.

A sharp numbness spread from her shoulders, to her back, all the way to her thighs.

Her imagination was at its peak at this moment.

She was afraid that she would make a loud noise, and when the person next to her turned her head, she would see blank faces without facial features.

Li Yinhang took out his mobile phone tremblingly and wanted to tell Nan Zhou and the others that he heard it for the third time...

However, when she turned on the screen of her mobile phone, the group that still had the conversation between the three became blank.

The group name is still there.

But what caught my eye was a sentence I didn't know who sent it.

- "Are you looking for me?"

Li Yinhang didn't know how he exited the current chat box.

She moved her stiff fingers and quickly selected a solo chat with Nan Zhou, wanting to explain her experience to him.

- "Are you looking for me?"

No matter which dialog she opens, all her contacts are saying the same thing to her.

"Are you looking for me?"

"Are you looking for me?"

"Are you looking for me?"

Li Yinhang suddenly stood up: "Teacher!"

The associate professor who was lecturing turned around in surprise, and saw Li Yinhang with a ghostly complexion, swaying, as if he had suddenly suffered from hypoglycemia.

She squeezed out an air-like voice from between her teeth: "Infirmary..."

The associate professor turned from doubt to worry: "Do you want your classmates to accompany you?"

Li Yinhang hurriedly answered "No", grabbed the bag, and quickly ran out the back door.

The moment he rushed out of the classroom, Li Yinhang aimed the mobile phone that was as cold as a poisonous snake in his hand at a window that opened directly opposite the classroom door, and threw it straight down! :,