"Chen Jiahui, you're enough!" Du Yao couldn't help but yelled at him anymore, causing the surprised expressions of several students not far away. She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down, "It won't be Zuo Yu, or It can't be a ghost, it's just an accident, well, I don't want to continue discussing this matter with you."
When Du Yao re-entered the classroom, Shen Mubai also withdrew his gaze, sat upright, and put his scrutiny on the other party.
Although she couldn't hear the conversation between the two, but Du Yao's hands trembled inadvertently, it could be seen that she was not as calm as she appeared on the surface.
Zuo Yu will definitely attack again.
Shen Mubai couldn't deduce his next move at all, but fortunately at least Du Yao and Chen Jiahui were in this class.
The class bell rang quickly, and from the corner of my eye, I could see that Chen Jiahui was obviously frightened out of his wits, his whole face was pale.
Shen Mubai himself was also very nervous, thinking that Zuo Yu might be staring at one of them in a nearby position, he felt a chill.
I couldn't help but swallowed, "System, at least give me a yin and yang... No, forget it."
Halfway through the words, I swallowed silently, thinking of those bloody and tragic scenes in TV dramas with missing arms and legs, it would be better not to see them.
The system, "..." still remained unchanged.
Although Shen Tongsou was very scared in his heart, he still pretended to be strong on the surface and paid attention to everything around him to prevent sudden accidents.
To be honest, if it wasn't because she would die if she gave up the mission, she would have begged the male lead for mercy.
_(:з」∠)_Yes, in the face of ghosts, integrity is nothing.
Since talking with Chen Jiahui, Du Yao has been in a state of restlessness, and she is also in a trance in class.
She picked up the small mirror under the table, saw herself pale in the mirror, couldn't help but touch up her makeup secretly, and took a breath when she saw that her face looked better.
A gust of cool wind was blowing around her, Du Yao flinched a little, raised her head sensitively, saw the open window over there, and then lowered her head in peace.
Just as he was about to put the mirror back on the table, the face that appeared in the mirror flashed by, those dark and lifeless eyes stared at it intently, blood dripping down his eyelids from his forehead.
Du Yao shivered in fright, screamed "ah", and the small mirror in her hand fell to the ground with a bang.
She stood up with a terrified expression, looked at the classmates who were looking at her strangely, her lips trembled, and she couldn't say a word for a long time.
"Du Yao, what are you doing?" The teacher on the stage came over and asked.
He frowned slightly, swallowing the indecent words in his throat for the sake of the other party's excellent grades.
Du Yao looked pale, "Teacher, I'm sorry, I just feel a little uncomfortable."
"If you're not feeling well, go back and rest for a while." Seeing that her face was really not pretty, the teacher's tone softened involuntarily.
Du Yao shook her head, "No, teacher, I'll be fine after a while."
She couldn't listen to the next class.
That face lingered in front of her eyes, Du Yao comforted herself, it was because of Chen Jiahui that such an illusion appeared.
Perhaps it was because of the role of psychological hints that even Chen Jiahui's suspicious inquiry after class was only a few vague words.
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