Everyone hurried to comfort Ji Zhe, while Wang Ze swept the broken plates together and dumped them into the trash can.

Ji Zhe was still not able to recover. He suddenly realized something. When everyone went back to bed to sleep, he also staggered onto the bed, lay under the quilt, and thought about what had just happened.

How could that strange and cold person suddenly appear and disappear?

Why did Song Tianyi see it but not say anything?

Maybe they really did summon the Ouija board.

Thinking of this, Ji Zhe seemed to have returned to the time when he was surrounded by coldness. He wrapped the quilt tightly around him and buried himself in it.

It is midsummer now. It rained two days ago and the temperature dropped sharply. Ji Zhe’s quilt was still relatively thick, but covered so tightly that his body soon felt sticky. His soft hair stuck to the sides of his face, and his little face became rosy from being covered. Ji Zhe refused to come out and fell asleep in discomfort.

In a daze, he felt a hint of coolness, like the refreshing wind blowing from the mountains. Ji Zhe couldn't help but get closer to that coolness. The coolness brushed his hair, face, neck and went down, which was very cool.

Ji Zhe hummed comfortably twice and fell into a deep sleep.

In a place where he couldn't see, under the moonlight, there was a man sitting beside Ji Zhe's bed. He had a handsome face, as if his whole face was carefully carved by an artist. He was wearing luxurious black clothes that did not belong to this era, and the exposed skin was not as rosy as that of a human, but very pale.

He lowered his eyes and stroked the boy's back again and again, finally stopping at the boy's thin neck. He opened his hands and clasped them from behind, his pale big hands fitting perfectly against the boy's ruddy and fragile neck;

The man suddenly let go of his hand, moved closer to the boy's neck, sniffed the sweetness on the boy's body, and hugged Ji Zhe from behind.

cold......

It’s so cold...

Someone threw me into the freezer...

A chill swept through his body, and Ji Zhe slowly opened his eyes;

It was already daybreak, and he was still in the dormitory, covered with the thick quilt from last night, nothing had changed;

He leaned over the bed and saw that the blankets of the three people were scattered and piled up at the foot of the bed, and the people were gone.

He was the only one left, and this realization made Ji Zhe feel scared. This copy was full of ghosts!

He was anxious to get out of bed, but he didn't notice the railing beside the bed.

The "bang" sound was not very loud, but it was very obvious in the quiet dormitory.

Ji Zhe suddenly hugged his calves, groaned, and some physiological tears of pain were forced out of his eyes;

"What happened?"

Song Tianyi, who had just finished smoking on the balcony, saw this situation when he came back. He was a little panicked and hurried to under Ji Zhe's bed;

Their school had a bed above and a desk below, so Song Tianyi could easily see Ji Zhe's expression at the moment:

Because of the pain, Ji Zhe's eyes were slightly red, his nose was twitching as if he was crying, his eyebrows were wrinkled, and he bit his lower lip tightly, his face was full of tears.

I just bumped into the foot of the bed, why are you crying like this, just like last night?

Song Tianyi thought of something inappropriately.

"Song Tianyi?"

It was a very faint call with a question in it.

Song Tianyi came back to his senses and shook his head fiercely. What had he been thinking about every day?

"it's me."

He replied, and then asked anxiously:

"Did you bump into something? Does it hurt? Do you need me to take you to the infirmary?"

Ji Zhe held his calf in agony, unable to utter a word due to the pain;

Song Tianyi became even more anxious. He didn't care about anything anymore. He quickly climbed onto Jizhe's bed and directly grasped his calf.

The beds in the school were all common single beds, which were already crowded for two people, let alone someone as tall and long-legged as Song Tianyi.

He placed Ji Zhe's calves on his thighs. This position made Ji Zhe lie face up. He covered his eyes with his hands, not wanting others to see him crying.

He sobbed and said to the system: "I can't let him know that I cried. It's so embarrassing."

K expressed his incomprehension: [I just accidentally touched the foot of the bed, does it really hurt that much? ]

Ji Zhe: "What do you mean? It really hurts!"

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"If you don't understand the system, don't talk nonsense. My delicate Zhebao must be different from your cold and stinky machines!"

"My beautiful wife is crying because of the pain, and this damn system doesn't even know how to comfort her?"

"Wow, system brother, you are really useless, why don't you let me do it!"

"The NPC brothers are more perceptive than you!"

Song Tianyi was massaging Ji Zhe's calf. Ji Zhe was born with fair skin, and the bruise on his fair calf was very conspicuous at the moment.

Song Tianyi was a sports person, so he had some methods to deal with bruises caused by collisions. He pressed them again and again, and Ji Zhe's pain was slowly relieved.

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