Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

That day happened to be Saturday, and there was a monthly holiday, but because the round trip was too long and the fare was not cheap, Song Le chose to stay at school this week.

Not every birthday needs to be treated seriously, but it's just 17 years old, and it's not a coming-of-age ceremony, Song Le doesn't care.

Moreover, she is not afraid of ghosts. Before leaving, Yuan Yuan and the others asked her over and over again that it was the first time she stayed in school alone. Was she really not afraid? Song Le laughed at the question in the end.

"Well, Lele, remember to lock the door and close the windows. Although there is an aunt downstairs, you still have to pay attention to safety." Lu Xiaoshao said worriedly.

Fu Hui, who was as tall as a big sister, couldn't help reaching out to rub the little man in front of her, and said viciously, "Don't open the door for the bad guys, do you understand?"

Song Le was amused and nodded.

Yuan Yuan still confirmed worriedly: "Lele, are you really not afraid of ghosts?"

Although I haven't found any weird problems in this 444 dormitory after living in it for a year, the house number alone is weird, okay? !

If it weren't for Lele's unwillingness to bother her, she would have taken her back to her home to sleep with her!

Song Le nodded decisively when she heard the words——she is really not afraid of ghosts, she is scientific, atheist, and fearless.

Moreover, she recently bought a thick foreign classic, which happened to be able to read it in one go in the past two days.

At night, the dormitory building is already very quiet.

There are very few students staying in the dormitory, and there are probably at most two in each dormitory.

After Song Le took a shower, put a towel on her hair, took out the hair dryer to dry her hair, and then went to bed to read a book.

However, before she went to bed, there was a knock on the door of the dormitory.

Song Le heard a girl's voice outside the door, she was the entertainment committee member of the same class.

She opened the door, confused, and then heard the girl's slightly excited voice say: "Song Le, Jiang Lin is downstairs! Said to find you!"

"..."

ha?

Seeing that Song Le was in a daze, that girl didn't seem to believe it, and quickly said: "Really, he said he has something to do with you! Get down!"

Song Le was confused, and under the repeated urging of the girl, he nodded slowly, feeling puzzled in his heart: It's so late, didn't Jiang Lin go home, why did he go back to school to find her?

In the scorching summer, she was still wearing a nightgown, so it seemed too late to change it now...

But her intuition told her that it would be very bad to appear in front of that pervert Jiang Lin like this.

Song Le thought about it, and it is better to wrong him and wait for a while.

After changing his clothes, Song Le ran downstairs, and when he reached the door of the dormitory, he saw Jiang Lin who was waiting under the dim street lights.

Every minute and every second that Jiang Lin waited for was both sweet and tormenting.

Then he raised his eyes and saw the soft and confused appearance of the little mute from a distance, Jiang Lin's torment turned into sweet bubbles.

It's hard to imagine, with pink bubbles all over her body with no expression on her face.

...Jiang Lin did it so freely.

Song Le ran up to him, puzzled, and asked with his eyes: What's wrong?

Jiang Lin didn't answer, the cold outline under the light softened a little, licked her lips a little, and held her wrist into the dim shadow of the tree where the light couldn't reach.

Song Le followed him in doubt.

"Happy birthday." But he didn't want to. After he stood still, facing her, this was the first thing he said.

Things no one knows about...

"I asked." Jiang Lin saw her surprise, explained in a low voice, and took out a small box from his pocket.

"Happy birthday!" He opened the box, revealing a beautiful and delicate necklace with a touch of loveliness in luxury.

The beautiful eyes that shone with some kind of light blinked, and leaned closer to her, Jiang Lin's cold voice suppressed something, and said in a hoarse voice: "I like you, and I will always like you."