Ignoring the honey-like temptation in the woman's words, Xu Jiao recalled the taste of the food she just ate, feeling that Zheng Zhiyu should not do anything too serious, so she didn't care, turned and left the grove , towards the direction of the dormitory.
When she walked into the girls' dormitory door in Building No. 18, a few girls came down the stairs, and surrounded by a girl majoring in literature next door, Xu Jiao suddenly looked up and saw an exceptionally fair and beautiful picture. face.
Xu Jiao is also white. Although she also belongs to the category of white skin, she is still the natural white of the yellow race, which is not comparable to the complexion of white people in Europe and America. as transparent.
There is no light in the dormitory building, and the door does not open in the direction of the sunlight, so the light on this floor is very dark. The place to enter the building is a card gate, which can only be passed by swiping with a student card. There is a wall next to the gate. It's a large mirror for grooming, now whether it's in the mirror or in the scene on the first floor—
The appearance of that girl suddenly became the most beautiful landscape.
It was as if the mind would be sucked away just by staring at her face, and the soul was shaking, only to feel that the word "beauty" was born for her.
Xu Jiao was only slightly startled when she saw that person, but another face appeared in the memory of the original owner in her mind.
Similar to this person, but far less than that...
It seems to be the appearance of each other when the two majors took a big class together last semester.
There were a few people around the girl next to her, either complimenting her on her good looks today or her good taste in dressing today, and their chirping voices jumped like birds:
"Manman, your clothes are really good-looking. They look even better than the ones I tried on the day I went shopping with you! It's perfect for you! Isn't our hospital going to hold a team building activity next week? You will be absolutely gorgeous when you wear them. Press the audience!"
"Yes! Hey, your skin is so fair, what shade of foundation do you usually use? I feel that the whitest shade of the brand I use is darker than your complexion... Your maintenance is really amazing! "
The girl surrounded by the center pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "I don't usually wear makeup, but white is not necessarily good. You must wear sunscreen when you go out, otherwise your skin will get sunburned easily."
The other girls don't know if they are comforted by her words, at least they are quite pleasant to get along with.
Xu Jiao didn't look back from them until they walked away. To be precise, her focus was on He Qiman's schoolbag in the center.
A very dazzling and trendy black schoolbag, but the pendant hanging on it is a very old, even curious little doll.
Straw-like yellow hair, and two black plastic eyes are used on the face hidden in the middle of the cloth.
One of the eyes was half blocked by the hair, leaving only a glowing corner.
The doll's mouth is sewn together with red thread up and down like...
It's as if the mouth was sewn up with a needle and thread.
Xu Jiao looked at the doll for a long time. After a long time, she had a feeling that the little guy was about to laugh at her in the next second, so she calmly looked back, took out her campus card, and swiped the card on the gate. .
"drop."
There was a soft click of the turnstile, and her thigh lightly touched the hollow metal rod. With the movement of walking, the metal rod was slowly bent to a certain angle, allowing her to walk all the way from the door to the vicinity of the stairs.
The sunlight outside was still the heat of noon, and it carried a bit of summer heat, but it was as cool as ever in Building No. 18. Even when Xu Jiao was going up the stairs, she could clearly feel the back of her neck. There was a chill passing by.
When we turned the corner, the whole building was silent. There were no students going up and down the stairs. ask:
"Why did you stare at other women for so long just now? Like?"
Xu Jiao's eyes didn't turn to the side, she just waved away the red clothes that had gathered, with a hint of boredom on her face, and hurriedly walked towards the dormitory, ready to take advantage of this time to brush A set of reading.
After finishing it, she just took a nap, and there was an elective course waiting for her in the afternoon.
Zheng Zhiyu followed her into the room and saw Xu Jiao slapped the door of the dormitory in front of her. She didn't get too annoyed, but went straight through the door, and then condensed her body, and waited until Xu Jiao pulled a stool on the iron table. She sat down in front of her and picked up a set of questions, then she rushed over from behind, her icy body pressed against the other's back.
A snake-like sound landed behind Xu Jiao's auricle.
"It's so ruthless..."
"I'll call you baby on the bed, and I'll ask you who you are under the bed."
Xu Jiao had just finished reading the English of the first paragraph, and she was a little distracted by her unpredictable color scheme. She instantly forgot what she was watching in the previous paragraph. She stopped breathing, glanced at the time, and started to watch it again. long reading questions.
Just when she was serious, Zheng Zhiyu looked at her calm and calm face when she was seduced by the fox-fox-jing. Pale fingertips rested on Xu Jiao's shoulders, and slowly opened the collar. Loose fabric.
The quality of the original clothes is not very good. When I bought them, there was no shape. Most of them were still local styles with round necks. For example, the long gray casual clothes Xu Jiao is wearing now has a loose neckline. After tumbling through the washing machine several times, it's now baggy, revealing her beautiful, delicate collarbone.
Now, with such an easy swipe, the rounded shoulders are also half exposed.
It seems that there is a deeper spring waiting for people to explore.
Xu Jiao was just clocking the time to do an English reading. She glanced at the beginning and end of each paragraph. She first marked the key points of the question and answer in the reading question, highlighted the different words and traps between the options, and then went to the original text. Find the answer in the part that mentions the relevant content, and draw a line to compare it to find the related content.
Being disturbed by Zheng Zhiyu like this, she didn't move her eyes to the side, just held the fabric on her shoulder with her left hand, and said "don't move" casually.
As a result, with such a support, the neckline was already very loose, because she pulled most of the fabric to the right. After the left hand was released, the moment it fell back to the side, the shoulders felt cool.
She doesn't know what kind of temptation she is at the moment—
The serious profile face is very attractive, and only the cold and boring questions on the test paper are reflected in his eyes, as if there is no emotion, but the straight figure sitting there quietly and inadvertently leaks the scenery that should not be leaked. Let go a little.
Like a red apricot coming out of the wall.
Her movement of holding the pen to circle the words stopped abruptly, took a cold breath between her lips, and then looked away.
It turned out that Zheng Zhiyu didn't listen to her warning at all. Confused by the shape of her shoulders, he bit her right shoulder from behind. With a strong force, the pain suddenly reached his mind, and it was born in Xu Xueba's head. A trail has been opened up in the world of questions.
When Xu Jiao looked at the past, the woman's dark eyes lifted slightly, and her beautiful eyebrows also picked up, as if she didn't know why this person who promised to do the problem seriously suddenly lost his focus and took a look at himself when he had time. .
The two looked at each other for a few seconds.
Zheng Zhiyu slowly let go of the movement between her teeth, her lips parted slightly, the tip of her red tongue loomed between her lips and teeth, a slight smile flashed in her eyes, and then she asked the university tyrant in front of her:
"Have you finished the question?"
Xu Jiao was almost laughed at by her righteous attitude.
She casually tugged at the woman's long hair, and Xu Jiao tugged at the corners of her lips, revealing an insincere smirk, and asked, "Do you think I'm like wood?"
Can you not feel when someone bites so hard
Zheng Zhiyu's long hair was pulled by her. Looking at Xu Jiao's arrogant appearance, she wanted to laugh for some reason. She wanted to ask Xu Jiao, does this person know that he may be the first person in history who dares to pull the hair of a female ghost
But thinking that the other party didn't change his face no matter what he met, Zheng Zhiyu felt that he probably couldn't hear any unexpected answers.
She raised her hand and turned Xu Jiao's head back to the set of English reading questions, and her cold and lingering tone came back to the back of the female student's neck:
"You do yours, I do mine, darling."
Xu Jiao: "…"
She glanced at the cartoon clock on the table that nobody knew, and saw that seven or eight minutes had passed earlier, and then checked that she had not chosen the options for the remaining two questions. The guy, instead, clenched the pen in his right hand, wanting to quickly finish the question, and then go to clean up Zheng Zhiyu behind him.
…
Knowing Xu Jiao's character, Zheng Zhiyu also saw the last two multiple-choice questions left on the paper, and understood that if he didn't act fast, the girls would control him-
Staring at the small round mole on Xu Jiao's right shoulder, Zheng Zhiyu still couldn't hold back the temptation of the snow-white shoulder, bit Xu Jiao's right shoulder to turn red, and at the same time, the movements in her hands also did not stop.
Xu Jiao wrote "B" halfway.
Only when the first semicircle was circled, the black signature pen came to a clear ink spot where she stopped breathing. She stopped breathing, then resumed quickly, and drew the semicircle in the lower half, and the paper immediately popped out. A letter with a big head and a bigger belly came.
next second.
Xu Jiao didn't even have time to put on the pen cap, and hurriedly threw the pen on the table, her right hand backhanded the cool fingertips that had reached her waist, and there was no trace of lust in her tone, as if Zheng Zhiyu The previous teasing was a futile effort.
"Want to freeze me to death?"
Although she didn't know why she wasn't frozen like she was in the dormitory when they kissed in the woods, Xu Jiao knew very well that she was just an ordinary person. She had more contact with ghosts and other things. There is no benefit.
Don't you see, in those Liao Zhai storybooks, the scholars who engage in human-ghost love or the scholars who have a ghost relationship are basically the end of the untimely death.
Now that Xu Jiao accidentally got the script of the heroine in the world of "Building 18", she naturally hopes that her identity will come to an end and her life will be fulfilled.
Hearing her question, Zheng Zhiyu smiled, and bent down to peck at the back of her neck, which was slightly protruding because of her bowing her head. The girl in front of her was really too thin. At that time, although the waist of the saint was also slender, her complexion was much better than now.
Today's Xu Jiao...
It always made Zheng Zhiyu worry that he would die accidentally in the next second.
Even if I fed her a little bit of the breath extracted from the soul of the previous shadow, it didn't seem to give her much. Maybe after a good time, it will really make her back to the original one again. state.
Thinking of this, Zheng Zhiyu was somewhat unhappy. This emotion was directly reflected in her actions. Xu Jiao couldn't help but raised her head and spit out a word between her lips:
"do not… "
Don't bite there.
Zheng Zhiyu was biting on the back of her neck, which was a hard place for clothes to block her. Xu Jiao was a student now, and she had a lot of classes on weekdays. trace.
Even though she knew it was just her dissuasive tone, Zheng Zhiyu was still pleased by this subtle and somewhat weak remark, as if she could actually do anything to Xu Jiao if she wanted to.
Zheng Zhiyu, who was in a good mood, restrained her breath a little, and didn't let the girl feel the coldness of the icy world again.
"But I want it."
Xu Jiao was only nervous for a moment, but now her thoughts have calmed down again, and even refusing seems to have no room to return: "No way."
The voice just fell-
The pain in the back of the neck became more pronounced.
Obviously doing something too much, but Zheng Zhiyu's tone was pitiful: "I miss you so much..."
"You didn't tell me when you left. I still knew from little Lilith that you would come back, but you still lied to me, you will never return to that place."
"Don't you feel guilty for cheating on someone who already loves you?"
"Jiaojiao, isn't your heart made of stone?"
The series of questions were like the whimpering of a thrown pet toward its owner. It was not very strong, but the tone, tone and content directly hit the softest part of a person's heart.
Xu Jiao's throat moved, but she didn't realize that she was pursing her lips tightly.
As if resisting.
Because once the biting mussels open their hard shells, there is a completely soft world inside. Even a grain of sand falling in will cause unparalleled pain.
It will take a long time for the mussel to slowly wrap up the tiny gravel with flesh and blood and turn it into pearls.
Xu Jiao didn't want to get hurt, so her clam shell was extra hard.
Unless she is willing to open it herself, otherwise...
Nothing could touch her heart.
She lowered her eyes and didn't care about the pain in the back of her neck that she was almost used to. She stared at the paper in front of her for a while, and after a long time, she said, "Don't love me."
It doesn't make much sense.
They are people of two worlds.
After Xu Jiao leaves this world, can Zheng Zhiyu still be able to chase after him with the memories of these two lives? Taking a step back, even if you can pursue one, two, or three more, so what? When Xu Jiao finally cooperated with the system to complete the task and returned to the real world, these former emotions were all illusory and fleeting, and would no longer exist.
Like a bamboo basket fetching water.
Again like a dream.
When Zheng Zhiyu heard her words, the good mood that had just risen a little bit faded away in an instant, as if singing the opposite, she loosened the back of Xu Jiao's neck and bit her ear instead, with stubbornness and willfulness in her voice: want."
In order to avoid entanglement on this topic, Zheng Zhiyu focused on the matter just now, and hugged Xu Jiao's waist from behind, as if she were buying meat at the vegetable market, weighing the amount in her palm. Quantity, faintly said:
"You should eat more."
"I'll let you go this time, and when you grow a little more meat, I'll come back to you to collect the debt this time - even the principal and interest."
Xu Jiao just thought she was talking nonsense and passed it on her ears. Now she avoided the other person's lingering movements, felt the coolness left on her earlobe, caught a glimpse of the other person's bright red clothes, and suddenly asked:
"What era are you... from?"
The red dress that Zheng Zhiyu wore looked like an ancient wedding dress, but she knew some things that only modern people knew, and when she went out with her, she didn't see anyone making a fuss about anything. No matter how curious Xu Jiao was, she was right. People around you will always care about such a sentence or two.
Hearing her words, Zheng Zhiyu narrowed her eyes. She liked that Xu Jiao was curious about herself and came to explore her own story. Even if the memory in the tablet was a little vague, since her sweetheart wanted to know, she would naturally give it all up. out.
"Is this identity?"
"It should be about the same time as you... Because I have an impression of the things around me, and I will use it as long as I see it, but I can't remember what scene it was when I died, and I didn't seem to be wearing this clothes at the beginning. Yes, it seems that the color is so red because it has become stronger."
"Also, your horoscope was burned together with mine, and a ghost marriage ceremony was held, so I naturally wore a wedding dress."
Xu Jiao looked at her slightly in surprise: "I had a ghost marriage ceremony with you? When?"
Didn't Xu Dashu on the phone say that the things he sent were just to familiarize himself with his future husband's family? It was not revealed that there was anything like a yin marriage or a ghost marriage.
Zheng Zhiyu thought about it seriously, and after a while she could only shake her head at Xu Jiao: "I can't remember, my memory... is like fragments, some can be remembered when they are used, and some can't be remembered at all. stand up."
"Just remember... you're mine."
When she said the latter sentence, her tone rose slightly, as if she was very happy, and she couldn't help adding: "Maybe in the previous life in this world, we were together too - you are destined to belong to me."
When Xu Jiao heard her possessive words, she was thinking more about the reasons behind it than being captured by the ambiguity and emotion.
Is it really something as simple as fate and coincidence
From the moment of receiving the plaque to the present…
Xu Jiao is a person who thinks more about everything. She thinks that after she entered the world, she inexplicably became the heroine of "Building No. 18", and she had an unclear relationship with Zheng Zhiyu in red. She didn't know what she received. Where did the tablet come from and so on, she always felt that this novel was not a sweet love story.
She smelled conspiracy.
…
Xu Jiao found the express box where the tablet was placed before.
Then she called on the sender's phone number above.
After the connection was made, there was a man with a local accent, and his voice was rough: "Which one?"
Xu Jiao opened her mouth to ask about the courier, and wanted to know why the other party sent her something, but just after the question went out, the other side said blankly: "I remember, all the couriers from the ten miles and eight villages came to me to send them. , which bad root wrote my name? I don't recognize you, what did you get? Who wants to play tricks on me like this?"
Xu Jiao pursed her lips and heard the loud and innocent voice, and said, "It's nothing, it's just a small gift, thank you."
Hang up the phone.
She was sitting in a chair, and Zheng Zhiyu, who also heard the call, seemed to understand something. She took off a chocolate-flavored yogurt sandwich on the table and squeezed out a small piece and stuffed it into Xu Jiao's mouth. Lingling sounded. :
"Someone wants to hurt you?"
Xu Jiao was overwhelmed by the chocolate-flavored sweetness, and she had no room to refuse. She ate all the sweetness with one mouth, her eyes were blank for a moment, as if she didn't know why Zheng Zhiyu suddenly had the habit of feeding herself. .
After a few seconds, she began to chew, crushed the chocolate bun on the tip of her tongue, swallowed the food in her mouth, and was about to speak, when the second mouthful was shoved.
All she could do was say "um" as she ate.
Can't say much.
Xu Jiao raised her hand and wanted to take the bread and eat it herself, but Zheng Zhiyu raised her hand so that she could not reach it. The woman in red was much taller than her, not to mention that Xu Jiao was sitting and she was standing now. At most, he can only reach the sleeve with his hand.
Her dark brown eyes met those jet-black ones. Xu Jiao inexplicably felt that the woman in front of her seemed to have an unspeakable joy. She didn't understand why the other party was happy in such a thing. She was silent for two seconds, and there was no one in the dormitory. The others finally let Zheng Zhiyu slowly finish feeding the piece of bread.
The cool fingertips wiped the crumbs from the corners of her lips, and the thought that had disappeared was rolled back for some reason.
Zheng Zhiyu looked at Xu Jiao's well-behaved appearance, leaned over, placed one hand on the table next to her, and asked in a low voice:
"I am full?"
Xu Jiao didn't eat lunch before. Fortunately, she didn't exercise much on weekdays, so she didn't consume much. Now a high-sweet bread is seventy percent full, so she nodded.
Zheng Zhiyu asked again, "Are you still doing questions?"
Xu Jiao was about to shake her head when she suddenly tasted something different in her tone.
She paused, didn't react, just looked at the woman in red in front of her calmly, wondering what way the other party wanted to cheat.
Who knew that Zheng Zhiyu already understood her answer, took her hand, and slowly put it on his waist, his voice was wet as if water was about to drip:
"No questions?"
"Then... do you want to be me?"