Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 535 Extra Story [-]: Another World

A smile suddenly appeared on Qiao Wei's face.

really……

This bastard is still the same.

If she didn't threaten him, maybe he would just hide in the corner forever and peep at her and refuse to show up.

Qiao Wei got up, and casually slapped the dust on her pants, "Let's go, let's find his entity."

Holding the gossip plate presented by Ming, she followed the aura of young master Xuanyi all the way to find it, and finally came to a familiar western-style building.

The curtains of the western-style building were not drawn up, and through the half-floor windows, Qiao Wei saw the young lady running happily in the living room with bare feet.

Mrs. Xiaozheng was about six or seven years old. She had red lips and white teeth, a round face, and a pair of eyes like black agate embedded in snowdrifts, which was very cute.

At a young age, she has a provocative appearance.

Qiao Wei complained silently.

"Qinghe, slow down!" A gentle and elegant young woman caught up with Mrs. Zheng with a smile, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "You naughty boy!"

[Host host, direction at two o'clock, your enemy! 】The system poked out its virtual face gossipingly, and excitedly said, "Hurry up! Put him to bed quickly, come here once or twice, and try to get pregnant with a baby as soon as possible!"

"..."

Qiao Wei's mouth twitched.

If the system had an entity, she would unceremoniously turn its little ears 360 degrees to the left and 730 degrees to the right.

To poison a six or seven-year-old little Zhengtai, forgive her for not having such a strong taste.

The first person she met was Xiao Wen Qinghe in the plane of the horror killing game.

Qiao Wei had lived in the neighborhood for 20 years, and went to the old house that had been vacant for a long time opposite Wen's Mansion. She simply tidied up the house and settled down.

The system was surprised to find that the host, uncharacteristically, did not deliberately approach the raider character.

It got bored, according to the urine nature of the host, playing and nurturing is the correct way to open it, right?
"Have you heard of a word called being close to home and feeling cowardly?" Qiao Wei sighed faintly.

She is in a similar mood now.

The more people care about it, the less they dare to really touch it.

She was afraid that he would be like a mirror, a dream bubble, which would be shattered at the touch of a poke.

Qiao Wei always stood at the window, staring fixedly at Xiao Qinghe who was jumping up and down in the foreign-style building opposite.

She had been peeping for a long time, and Xiao Qinghe gradually discovered her existence, and looked at her timidly and curiously through the half-open French windows.

Qiao Wei showed a standard auntie smile and gave him a sweet smile.

"Qinghe, what are you looking at at the window every day?" The elegantly dressed mother Wen walked to the window and tried to hug Xiao Qinghe who was standing on the bay window.

Xiao Qinghe pointed at the old house opposite, and said in a childlike voice: "There is a person next door who has been staring at us."

"Where is anyone?" Wen's mother glanced across the empty old house, her face changed slightly.

"That's her."

Xiao Qinghe bravely waved to Qiao Wei in the old house opposite.

Qiao Wei also greeted him with a smile.

"Hey, she's still smiling at me!"

Xiao Qinghe smiled innocently, while Mother Wen closed the curtains nervously and warned, "Qinghe, a good boy should not lie."

"I didn't lie." Xiao Qinghe was stubborn.

"You are tired, take a good rest and don't talk nonsense."

"It's true, mother, she's standing by the window watching us!"

Seeing that their mother didn't believe it, Xiaoqing and Patapada ran to his father who was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading the newspaper, pulled his father's trouser legs, and pushed them to the upstairs window, "Look, Dad, It's her!"

When Papa Wen saw it, his face darkened immediately, and he gave him a blow chestnut with his backhand, "You know how to lie at such a young age!"

Xiao Qinghe became anxious, pointed to the old house opposite and said, "That's her, that's her! Dad, can't you see her?"

He went to shake Mama Wen's arm again.

"Mom, can't you see her too?"

Mother Wen frowned, and when she glanced at Qiao Wei in the opposite window, she didn't even stay for half a second, as if she really couldn't see the existence of such a person.

"That building has been empty for more than ten years, and the water and electricity have been cut off for a long time. Where are the residents?"

Xiao Qinghe stood on tiptoe and looked over.

Qiao Wei by the window waved her hand at him, her eyebrows curved.

He finally realized that there lived in the old house next door something that only he could see.

Probably... called "ghosts"?
Xiao Qinghe was so frightened that he didn't sleep well for several days.

He tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, so he jumped onto the bay window again, boldly opened the curtains, and met the sight of the mysterious female ghost.

This scene is too infiltrating.

Xiao Qinghe was frightened a lot, and developed a high fever that night, Wen's father and mother Wen hugged him and sought medical treatment everywhere, but they didn't get better. In desperation, they invited a Taoist priest to drive away the evil spirits, and Xiao Qinghe's fever gradually subsided.

As soon as he recovered from his illness, Xiao Qinghe jumped onto the bay window again without his parents behind his back.

The mysterious female ghost was staring straight at him, her eyes seemed sad and dazed.

As time passed, Xiao Qinghe grew up day by day and became Da Qinghe.

The face and figure of the female ghost living opposite have not changed at all.

She never left the old house, and never did anything to hurt him. She always stayed by the window day and night, staring at him intently. When he dared to look over, she would still rush at him With a sweet smile and curved eyebrows, he is very attractive.

The two always looked at each other through two windows, no one took a step closer, and no one took a step back.

As time passed, Wen Qinghe's slight sense of fear towards her gradually disappeared, replaced by strong curiosity.

Who is she?

Why does she always look at him in a daze?
Doesn't she have something of her own to do?

He suddenly found that when he saw her sweet smile, the heart in his chest beat faster than ever.

Then, suddenly one day, a typhoon passed by, and after the typhoon left, he couldn't see her anymore.

strangeness.

Wen Qinghe thought in bewilderment.

Could it be that she finally figured it out and went to the Palace of the Underworld to report on her reincarnation?
Or was she taken to a distant foreign country by a typhoon?

She never came back.

A month later, Wen Qinghe received a strange courier.

When I opened it, it was a game room.

He looked at the signature on the courier slip. It was a very unfamiliar name, but there was an indescribable sense of familiarity.

"Zheng Qiaowei."

Wen Qinghe subconsciously thought of the female ghost who mysteriously appeared and disappeared.

This unexpected gift seemed to indicate something.

He decided to get into the game cabin and look for this mysterious woman.

"Welcome to 'The Horror Killing Game'."

"Through me into the city of endless pain,
Through me into the pit of eternal misery,
Through me into the eternal crowd,

By moving my exalted Creator,
I am the crystallization of divine power, mind, and love.

There is no eternal creation before me,
I will live forever with heaven and earth,
The entrant must sever all hope. "

24th floor hotel.

The string of pearls was picked up by the wind and collided in one place, and a figure hurried out from the automatic revolving door.

Wen Qinghe held his breath and looked at the past.

"Hi everyone, my surname is Xin, and I don't know Xin." A young female office worker in a beige suit and skirt greeted everyone.

The corners of Wen Qinghe's slightly raised lips were suddenly pressed down.

He pressed the position of his heart.

seem……

Something is not right.

But exactly what was wrong, he couldn't tell.

Here, there is no Zheng Qiaowei.

He smiled self-deprecatingly.

Yes, how could there be Zheng Qiaowei?

Those vague expectations in my heart suddenly came to nothing.

The circle of this world is destined not to be round.

(End of this chapter)