Chapter 96 How Horror Games Become Idol Dramas
Ling Chan is a very ordinary female high school student. The only unusual thing is that she has a very handsome boyfriend.

Her boyfriend and she grew up together, they were childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts, they had a very close relationship, and they were quite close. At the age when they first fell in love, Ling Chan shyly confessed to Zhuma, and then Zhuma became her boyfriend naturally.

Their campus stories are sweet and plain, just like the melted strawberry popsicle in their hands, so sweet and boring.

of course!
Ling Chan herself doesn't think so.

Smiling, she reached into her boyfriend's pants pocket with one hand, took out a pack of tissues, and carefully wiped off the sticky ice cream on her hands.

Raising his eyes, his boyfriend looked at her a little strangely. His pale golden eyes were like the frozen sea, and there were huge shadows surging under the thin ice.

Ling Chan frowned, "What's your expression?"

The boyfriend was stunned, "I don't?"

He was a little dazed, with a look of bewilderment.

Ling Chan became even more angry, "You kissed me secretly, but I'm not angry yet! You seem to have suffered a disadvantage instead?"

The boyfriend licked his lips subconsciously, sticking out his wet red tongue, and swept away the dots of melted ice cream on his lips. He hesitantly stretched out a hand to put on Ling Chan's shoulder, coaxing her jerkyly, "Baby ,Baby,"

He stuttered, seemed a little uncomfortable, "I'm not angry, and you're not angry, okay?"

Ling Chan calmed down, she lifted her toes, held her boyfriend's face in her hands, looked at it carefully for a moment, then suddenly pushed him away forcefully, "You big liar!"

The girlish eyes are red, and they are spinning in the eye sockets, "You don't like me anymore? It's been a long time, and you don't like me anymore! You big scumbag!"

She ran away crying, leaving only the boy standing there, at a loss.

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Under the big banyan tree, the young girl is standing in the shade. Among the luxuriant branches, only a sliver of sunlight can escape, passing through her eyelashes, which are as long as the wings of a butterfly, and falling on her pupils, shining brightly .

She was biting a popsicle in small bites, gasping for breath while persevering.

Ling Chan ate too slowly, the ice cream melted again.

She wrinkled her nose.

Her boyfriend leaned over and bit off most of the popsicle in one bite.

Ling Chan was stunned, her boyfriend took her hand, finished the popsicle in two or three bites, then raised his head, wanting to kiss her.

Ling Chan pushed him away, angrily, "You still want to grab a popsicle from me??? Not even a single bite!"

She angrily announced: "You don't have a girlfriend anymore!"

The boyfriend's usual expressionless face was a little aggrieved: "You don't like eating melted popsicles, I'll help you out."

Shouldn't you praise me?
Ling Chan focused on his face, carefully collected every inch of his skin trembling, and then she was sure of one thing, her childhood sweetheart boyfriend was not in love with her at all.

"If you don't like me at all, it's better for us to continue to be friends."

Ling Chan gave him a supercilious look, turned around and left.

The boyfriend opened his long, dark golden eyes in a daze, and murmured, "Isn't this the process just now?"

Come again.

-

In the shadows of foliage.

Ling Chan bit the popsicle slowly, it was hot in summer, even in the shade of a tree, it melted quickly, the sticky sweet water flowed down the stick, all over her hands.

It's a bit uncomfortable.

"Hi," Ling Chan called her boyfriend, she frowned and acted a little coquettishly, "My hands are not feeling well, can you wipe them for me?"

The boyfriend reached out to hold Ling Chan's arm,

"In your pocket..." There must be tissues.

In my ears are the students laughing and joking on the playground, and the teacher's whistle is clear and bright,
When her boyfriend looked at her, his eyes were...so weird.

This is not the look a lover should have. It is clearly the snake looking at the frog, and the predator looking at its prey, that kind of subtle look with interest.

The girl's dark brown eyes seemed to be melting, she withdrew her hand, suppressing her fear and anger, "Let's break up."

-

"Big liar, heartless bastard, I hate you!"

The girl ran away crying.

Come again.

Come again.

Again.

-

No.70 eight times.

Under the banyan tree.

Ling Chan looked at the favorite strawberry popsicle in her hand, and felt that she had no appetite, was extremely bored, and felt bored just by looking at it.

"If you don't want to eat it, I'll give it to you." She said coldly, and slapped the popsicle in her boyfriend's arms.

Even the boyfriend she likes the most, the boyfriend who took the initiative to confess to her, and the boyfriend she likes so much that she can't wait to stick together all the time, can't bring out her nature.

The teacher whistled and assembled.

She hurried to line up.

He didn't look at his boyfriend behind him.

The boyfriend who was unilaterally broken up by his girlfriend 77 times because of a popsicle laughed angrily.

When she is too lazy to look at him more, can he pass the test?
The popsicles were pinched and shattered.

-

Today is a physical examination specially organized by the school. The teacher distributed the physical examination forms to everyone one by one, and then disbanded the team. The students can choose the items with fewer people and line up.

Height, weight, eyesight, heart and lungs...

Ling Chan measured one by one, and at some point there was a little tail behind her.

Holding the medical examination form, her boyfriend silently followed behind her, pitifully like a puppy abandoned by its owner.

Ling Chan was simmering with fire, the origin of this fire was inexplicable, it stands to reason that she shouldn't anger her favorite boyfriend for no reason...

But really angry!
Can't stand it at all!
If he can't bear his girlfriend's petty temper, then why does he have such a lovely girlfriend?
How could she be worthy of her loving him so much!

Ling Chan feels at ease about engaging in violence.

Before I knew it, I came to the last item, the heart rate test.

In front of her was a doctor in a white coat. The thick blue coarse cloth tightly wrapped Ling Chan's delicate arms. The girl was as white as milk, and a ring of soft flesh was pressed out of the smooth and delicate upper arm.

Among the rough cloth, the black data cable is connected to the instrument, and the numbers on the LCD screen are beating slowly, which is Lingchan's heart rate.

"Chan Chan."

The boy behind her called her name.

drip-

Ling Chan's heartbeat suddenly started to speed up, the numbers on the LCD screen began to increase, and the line graph climbed to a small peak.

Just because her boyfriend called her by her name.

"Oh," the doctor in front of her couldn't help laughing, she said amusedly, "The male students in the back, please don't disturb our work casually."

After admonishing the boy, she looked at the beautiful girl in front of her who seemed to be shining, and joked, "Is that why you like him so much?"

Ling Chan was staring at the heart rate on the LCD screen in a daze. She felt the beating of her heart and thought a little strangely, does she... like him so much?

 Chanmei: Your retribution is me.You kid can do all kinds of bad things and still have a girlfriend like me, just have fun!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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