Cousin fierce

"Huh?" Wang Xifeng wanted to ask Jia Baoyu why he stopped talking.

Jia Baoyu just looked at the screen.

Wang Xifeng looked over, and the computer screen was full of the words Jia Baoyu.The name is spread all over the white pages of Word, which looks densely packed like a net.

Wang Xifeng hurriedly pressed the delete button, and pressed it all the way to the end. Besides destroying the corpse, he just deleted the typed text, and became flustered all of a sudden.

"I think it's better to rest first." Jia Baoyu said.Looking at the clean word again, I always feel strange.In his own eyes, his own name seemed strange.

Wang Xifeng's face flushed slightly, she lowered her head like a little daughter-in-law and said nothing.

Putting it aside in advance, rest is important.

The large bag Wang Xifeng brought contained clothes and snacks. When the temperature cooled down at night, Wang Xifeng took out the clothes and gave them to Jia Baoyu.

Both the shirt and coat belonged to Jia Baoyu, and Wang Xifeng seemed to have forgotten to take her own. At that time, all her thoughts were to help her, but she didn't think of herself.

It was enough for Jia Baoyu to wear a long-sleeved shirt. Wang Xifeng wore Jia Baoyu's shirt. The sleeves were a little long and the chest was a little tight, so he simply connected the fourth button and rolled up the sleeves to the wrist.

Wang Xifeng was wearing Jia Baoyu's clothes and could smell her fresh scent.

Jia Baoyu's cell phone rang in the middle of the night, Jia Baoyu answered the phone, and it was Senior Yang who called. He heard that she would stay up all night tonight, and he happened to be staying up all night in another teaching building, and asked her if she wanted to go over with her.Senior Yang said emphatically, there were other people there.

Jia Baoyu hurriedly declined, and the person on the phone said, "I don't think I should have done such a stupid thing at the beginning. Looking at the current situation, I seem to have lost a good school girl."

Jia Baoyu didn't have too many grudges in his heart, but he didn't expect the always gentle senior to blame himself so much, saying: "I never cared about these things."

"Goodbye then, stay safe."

"Thank you senior for your concern." Jia Baoyu thanked.

Sitting next to Jia Baoyu, Wang Xifeng heard what the man on the phone said clearly, but said nothing. She opened a bag of potato chips and handed it to Jia Baoyu.

Jia Baoyu took it. Wang Xifeng said that in the past, he liked to listen to ghost stories told by people in the dormitory. He said that ghosts and ghosts were the most likely to appear in school. Those who did not study well hanged themselves and committed suicide. Go to the toilet You can see the long-haired female ghost in a long skirt floating on it...

Jia Baoyu immediately thought of the ghost movie that Wang Xifeng forced her to watch. The female ghost in a long white dress was floating in the sky, her long hair was dragging to her ankles...

Wang Xifeng said: "It's really exciting."

Jia Baoyu's face was pale, and he wished he had lost his ears just now.

"What's wrong with you?" Wang Xifeng asked, seeing that Jia Baoyu's expression was not right.

"I want to go to the toilet." Jia Baoyu said hesitantly.

Wang Xifeng turned sideways to let her go.

She got up to leave, her body was as stiff as a straight matchstick, and her hands and feet were all the same. The closer she got to the door, the slower her steps. When she put her hand on the doorknob, she suddenly said, "Cousin, come with me." Okay?"

Wang Xifeng had been waiting for her words a long time ago, clapped the crumbs of potato chips on her hands, and said, "Well, good."

There was no one in the teaching building, it was dark, the long corridor ended with an open glass window, and the faint light from outside shone in, making the window shine brightly.

In the corridor, only the safety exit warning light on the wall is on, and the green light sees a faint place.

The rest is all darkness.

The footsteps of the two echoed in the corridor, the sound of Jia Baoyu's sneakers was like the flow of sand, and Wang Xifeng's high-heeled shoes made a rattling sound, echoing faintly.

Walking halfway, Wang Xifeng's hand was suddenly held, and Jia Baoyu's palm was already sweating.

"Where is the toilet?" Wang Xifeng suddenly remembered that she didn't know the exact location of the toilet, so she followed Jia Baoyu. Now that she has walked so many ways, this corridor is too long, and there is no end to it.

"A little further ahead." Jia Baoyu said in a low voice.

"If the Buddha knows that his followers are still afraid of ghosts, he will die laughing." Wang Xifeng climbed up Jia Baoyu's wrist, which was covered with a string of Buddhist beads.

"It's not your fault." Jia Baoyu muttered.

Belief in Buddhism and not being afraid are two different things. Her belief in Buddhism is just a belief in her heart, and it is two different things to face this kind of artificially created horror scene.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Wang Xifeng smiled reluctantly, and comforted Jia Baoyu in turn.

Finally found the corner toilet, Wang Xifeng stood outside waiting for Jia Baoyu to come out.

Jia Baoyu washed his hands in front of the faucet, raised his head inadvertently, and saw the eyes of Wang Xifeng standing behind him from the huge mirror. Those eyes were watching his back with inexplicable eyes.

Jia Baoyu's eyes met Wang Xifeng's in the mirror. She read so much from Wang Xifeng's eyes that she couldn't react for a while.

The running water is rushing, and so is time, flowing away silently.

Jia Baoyu repeatedly told himself that it was an illusion, a mistake, or...bewitched.

Wang Xifeng read the panic in her eyes, her emotions

Jia Baoyu lowered his head, turned on the faucet to the maximum, and rinsed his face.