When Shi Jiaojiao arranged these, she had read the weather forecast, but the local weather forecast was often inaccurate. She said casually, "It would be great if it rained heavily. It would not only wash away all the artificial traces, but also give her The drama of shared adversity adds to the drama.”
Several muscular men were disdainful at that time. How could Yunshan's weather forecast be accurate for hundreds of years
And Shi Jiaojiao's step-by-step plan, imagining every aspect of it, made them feel frightened, but at the same time, they actually sneered. Did they really think that Zhuge Liang was alive
There is a saying that plans do not change as fast as plans, and not everything can be calculated.
But at this moment, the few muscular men who were wandering around in circles looking for someone really realized that everything was going according to Shi Jiaojiao's established track, and they suddenly became frightened.
I couldn't help but sympathize with the brother who had been tricked. In the hands of such a person, would he have any other way to survive other than being manipulated
The heavy rain soon intensified. Shi Jiaojiao and Zhuo Wenshu hid in the pit without saying anything. When they heard the four people roaring in the rain according to the original plan, they searched for the robber for three rounds and then lost the hostage. They were so happy. Withdrew.
The thunder gradually became smaller, but the rain gradually became heavier. Shi Jiaojiao pretended to fumble around despite the rain, and pulled Zhuo Wenshu closer to a small "natural" hole in the pit.
There is only room for two people to touch each other, Shi Jiaojiao is naturally outside, and Zhuo Wen is inside. The rain is pouring, and the world is blocked by the rain curtain. All noises are blocked. In the small space, the two of them are facing each other with their hearts touching their backs, just like beating a drum. Ups and downs of heartbeat.
The two huddled in a small earth hole. In order to avoid being hit by the rain, they had to stick together. Shi Jiaojiao deliberately stayed outside so that she could squeeze in as much as possible.
If Zhuo Wenshu was outside, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't be annoyed by being next to him and would rather go outside to get wet in the rain.
And Shi Jiaojiao's already torn and unseemly dress exposed a large area of skin. Zhuo Wenshu couldn't remember how long it had been since he had been so close to anyone. The warmth of their skin touching each other through the thin fabric made him feel helpless. Attendant.
He curled up his legs, rested his forehead on his elbow, and deeply reflected on why he wanted to rescue this bad woman...
He is not a holy father, nor is he the naive fool who thought that as long as he treats the world well, the world will treat him well.
But why did he take her away? His hatred was still there, still clearly engraved on every inch of his bones. Zhuo Wenshu couldn't figure it out.
There was only the sound of pounding rain outside, and without the sound of the "gangster" searching for her, Zhuo Wenshu couldn't bear it any longer. He pushed Shi Jiaojiao out of the hole with his knee and into the heavy rain.
"Ah!" Shi Jiaojiao knew that it was impossible for her to get close to this damn thing easily. She controlled her voice and let out a short scream, and quickly covered her mouth.
In fact, there was no one in the mountain at this time. The few fitness instructors who threatened had probably fled without stopping. Compared to her and Zhuo Wenshu, they were more like poor hostages escaping from the wolf's den.
A desperado, a man with too much scheming and trypophobia to scare him to death. If he stayed here for one more minute, the hairs on his spine would stand up.
Even in the middle of summer, the night rain hit her body and was so cold that it hit her bones. The blood on Shi Jiaojiao's face and head was quickly washed away, and her hair was wet and stuck to her head. She stretched out her hand pitifully to block it, like a dog in the water and Zhuo in the cave. Wen Shu looked at each other, unable to see his expression, and did not dare to act rashly.
After a hundred and eighty heartaches, he changed into his ancestor, but on his face, he pretended to be a little chicken that was about to be beaten to death by the heavy rain. He was weak, helpless and pitiful, and cried out, "Wen Shu..."
However, Zhuo Wenshu, this conscientious bastard, did not say a word or show any sign. Shi Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and crawled toward the entrance of the cave.
"Wen Shu... I'm so cold..."
But the person inside, who had shown a clear kindness just now and carried her away, suddenly became iron-hearted again.
Shi Jiaojiao climbed in and was kicked out.
Climb in and get kicked out.
Climb... This bastard blocked the hole!
□□Eight mothers!
Shi Jiaojiao wiped a handful of the rainwater that could not be wiped off her face. After cursing in her heart, she huddled in the rain with her head buried in her knees. She was happy again. His ten mothers were also themselves...
The stepmother felt happy for a while and met the crematorium.
She took pleasure in the suffering and thought that this was all her own fault. In just a few days, she realized what it meant to live and die.
But she still has no real sense of it, because every person in this world and every plot are all made up by her, and she really can't treat it as the real world.
She comforted herself, as if this was an immersive game, and it was considered novel. After all, in junior high school, she watched the emotionally injured little girl and her partner get wet in the rain downstairs. She ate potato chips and cursed. I look like a fool, but I actually feel envious in my heart.
Who doesn’t have a wild element in their bones? But because she couldn't let go of various things, it all turned into the illusion of her own imagination. Every novel experience she had, even if it hurt, was filled with a sense of sourness.
So she simply refused to go in. She couldn't open her eyes due to the heavy rain. Not only was she not sad, she even wanted to get a piece of soap and take a natural shower.
Of course, this situation cannot only be a sour experience. This is an excellent opportunity to reduce resentment.
"I know you blame me..." Shi Jiaojiao faced Zhuo Wenshu from the side. It was raining heavily, so there was no need to really cry, just make a crying sound.
The other hand was at an angle that Zhuo Wenshu couldn't see, just rubbing his thigh with the rain. Not to mention, it was probably rolled, and there was really mud.
"I'm sorry for you, I've caused you trouble again... Wuwuwu..." I love bathing and my skin is good, oh oh oh oh~
Shi Jiaojiao's voice was pitiful, getting smaller and smaller, and was intermittently interrupted by the sound of the rain. "When the rain stops, please leave me alone... All they are looking for is me, and they probably won't give up. When the rain stops... wuwu... I'll stop you." Just leave quickly..."
Shi Jiaojiao was talking about "heartbroken" and no longer looked directly at Zhuo Wen's book, but kept paying attention to him from the corner of her eye. The lightning flashes in the sky were getting thinner and thinner, but Shi Jiaojiao, who was highly concentrated, still relied on the lightning that flashed quickly. He flashed and saw Zhuo Wenshu's leg blocking the entrance of the cave moved away!
Ah ha ha ha ha ha!
Little demon! You are all my creation and I can’t cure you!
But if her legs are removed, she will lick her face and crawl over again? Beautiful thought! I want you to come out in person and carry me in!
Shi Jiaojiao curled up into a ball, letting the cold heavy rain beat randomly. Her rag skirt was wet and clinging to her body. Her thin back was curled up, looking at the small ball, she felt extremely pitiful.
Shi Jiaojiao estimated the heat, and God began to give her a boost. Not only was the rain getting heavier, but there was even thunder.
She couldn't see Zhuo Wenshu's expression, but she could already feel Zhuo Wenshu's gaze as if he was looking over. She slightly curled her lips, drank some rainwater to replenish her strength, and then "popped" it towards the ground.
Very miserable "fainted".
When Shi Jiaojiao fell to the ground, Zhuo Wenshu couldn't help but curl up his fingers on his knees.
Just at this time, there was a flash in the sky, making the surrounding area as bright as day. Zhuo Wenshu saw Shi Jiaojiao's back collapsed in the muddy water and her slim legs covered in mud, and his heart jumped uncontrollably.
Like dead, he thought.
But he didn't feel as happy as he imagined that a great revenge had been avenged.
Zhuo Wenshu pursed his lips, and with another flash of lightning, he looked at Shi Jiaojiao's corpse-like back and clenched his fingers.
There was a loud crack of thunder, like a crack in the pit, deafening, and Zhuo Wenshu moved--
At this moment, Shi Jiaojiao, who couldn't resist sitting up, received a system prompt.
The resentment value suddenly dropped by 10%, the system space dinged, and an unlocking prompt sounded louder than thunder.
The bottom row is all unlocked!
Shi Jiaojiao wished that the heavy rain would cause a mudslide and bury her directly. Maybe in this way all Zhuo Wenshu's resentment would be eliminated!
Just as she was checking with joy, a strong arm grabbed her waist. She immediately slowed down her breathing, relaxed her body, and allowed Zhuo Wenshu to drag her back into the cave.
What did I say? I was not allowed to go in by myself just now. I wanted you to come out and hug me yourself!
Zhuo Wenshu dragged the person in, squatted in the cave and frowned at the unconscious Shi Jiaojiao, and reached out to press the artery on her neck.
Shi Jiaojiao frantically opened the lock, checked her skills, and searched around but couldn't find the suspended animation. She was really heartbroken. If there was a suspended animation at this time, and Zhuo Wenshu touched it and found that he had no pulse, maybe the mission would be completed!
Zhuo Wenshu confirmed that Shi Jiaojiao was not dead, but had just passed out. He ignored her and sat back in the cave again, hugging his legs and closing his eyes.
Shi Jiaojiao looked at the unlocked piece. They were all small skills, such as ferocious wounds, high fever, a mouthful of old blood, etc. Shi Jiaojiao wanted to curse after looking at it. It was like it was tailor-made for her.
But at the end of the search, she finally found one that surprised her. The plot was modified 0.1. When she opened it, it was a pen, a very ordinary ballpoint pen. Shi Jiaojiao was extremely happy. This was a golden finger!
In addition, after browsing to the end, Shi Jiaojiao also discovered that these small skills are all recyclable, that is to say, they can still be used after being used once! And it can be used in combination!
It was like playing a game and unlocking new skills. Shi Jiaojiao couldn't wait to test them. She was worried that her head was full of chicken blood but there were no wounds. She didn't know how to get it back tomorrow. Taking advantage of the darkness now, Zhuo Wenshu didn't know how to do it at all. Looking at her carefully, she quickly used the skill to create a hideous wound on her head.
After putting it on, Shi Jiaojiao couldn't help but let out an "ouch", the pain was real!
She quickly bit her lip, but couldn't help but hum. She closed her eyes and endured it. She felt Zhuo Wenshu seemed to move behind her. Shi Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and set a high fever on her skills.
This time it was better, she floated instantly. The sensory dullness caused by the high fever greatly reduced her pain, making her feel like she was floating, and her whole body was warm.
Shouldn't a high fever be cold
Forget it, it doesn’t matter if it’s cold or not! She said it was cold!
It's "cold" now. Do you want to wrong yourself
So Zhuo Wenshu heard her screams and groans, and was looking at her hesitantly. Shi Jiaojiao rolled on the spot, holding the big fresh wound on her head, and grunted towards Zhuo Wenshu.
"It's so cold..." Shi Jiaojiao couldn't see anyway, so she simply closed her eyes and groped around. Her body and hands were covered in mud. When she touched Zhuo Wenshu's calf, she climbed up the pole like a snake.
Zhuo Wenshu wanted to raise his foot to kick someone, but he hesitated when he thought of the dead figure he had seen through the lightning and her cold body.
His hesitation didn't matter, Shi Jiaojiao had already climbed up, and because of the scorching body temperature of the high fever, she hugged his neck accurately.
Hot breath sprayed on the side of his neck. Zhuo Wenshu shrank his neck, and his breathing was uncontrollable.