The villain of quick time travel wait for me

Chapter 337 There's a ghost secretly in love with me (25)

"It's okay, are you sick? I saw you running to me for no reason yesterday, and then fainted."

"When I woke up, I was already outside the school. I thought I was dreaming. I was actually outside the school all the time."

Si Wuxin said without changing her expression, she blinked her eyes, and looked at her with a sudden realization, "Could it be that I was really dreaming, that I actually dreamed of you?"

As he spoke to himself, his eyes were full of doubts and puzzlement, as if he couldn't figure out why he had such a dream.

The corners of Yang Xi's mouth twitched, she found that she couldn't even look at this person directly, why didn't she realize that she still had this kind of serious nonsense ability before.

It's so good, she's still dreaming, why doesn't she say that she is a fairy!
"Did you do it on purpose? Tell me if you know how to deal with ghosts." Yang Xi blushed with anger, and her tone was not very good.

"This is a modern society, you tell me there are ghosts, classmate, are you hallucinating, or is it in your heart..."

"I'm not sick, don't change the subject, I don't believe you didn't see it, if not, then what's going on with them?" Yang Xi roared violently, his face distorted.

"Are you okay! Do you want to see a doctor?" Si Wuxin looked at her cautiously, terrified and puzzled, subconsciously dodged.

"I...you...you..." Yang Xi was so angry that she couldn't speak, she just gave her a resentful look, and left.

Just when she was about to enter the dormitory, a voice came, a little ethereal, "I heard that if you play Die Xian, you have to invite it and send it away."

After saying a word without beginning or end, he pushed the wheelchair and left.

Yang Xi froze on the spot, sending it away as she played, how could she know, and she was reminding herself?

But there were five people playing at the beginning, and now one has died. If they are not sent away, will they die one after another?

But will they still play?is it possible?What to do, what to do to escape this catastrophe?
When Si Wuxin entered the dormitory, her calm expression was not affected in the slightest. She picked up a book and read it with gusto.

When Yang Xi walked in, he saw a girl with outstanding looks, sitting quietly in a wheelchair and reading a book.

Those disabled legs didn't make her look pitiful, on the contrary, there was a trace of holy radiance on her body, and she couldn't help but stare dumbfounded.

After recovering, she lowered her head in embarrassment, scolded herself for being worthless, and walked back to the bed. Si Wuxin kept observing her surroundings, thinking that the other party would leave.

She didn't expect that she didn't leave. It seemed that she still had a bit of courage. Suddenly, Si Wuxin thought of something. She seemed to be the mayor's daughter. If she was saved, there would be another way.

The point is that her grandfather seems to be a soldier. If there is such a fair soldier, is the redress of injustice still injustice?

Don't tell her that saving people is a matter of course, it has never been a matter of course, saving people is a matter of affection, not duty.

Isn't this relationship between people a mutual benefit relationship? If there are interests, there will be cooperation, and if there are conflicts of interests, there will be contradictions.

Si Wuxin didn't say anything, she took out a string of beads from her pocket and threw them over.

Yang Xi stared blankly at the beads that suddenly appeared on her bed, looked carefully, and found that it was a string of Buddhist beads.

Looking back, I found that the man was still reading the book quietly, like a fairy who didn't eat fireworks in the world, and was out of tune with this world.

Seeing the tears falling down in a flash, she didn't say anything, just put the beads on her hands.

I was grateful in my heart, but my face was still arrogant and refused to admit it. It seemed that she was not so cold-blooded and ruthless, but she just felt a little bearish and clear.

Did she pretend not to know anything because she had endured pain?

(End of this chapter)