woman in front of the mirror

Chapter 3 Netizens

Yi Han’s dormitory is like some ordinary university dormitories. The internal space is in the shape of a cuboid, with the balcony at the innermost part; her dormitory also has beds for six people, but only five people live in it. Her writing desk, including the wardrobe and shoe cabinet, was full of things belonging to the five of them.Two of the five people often go out, and sometimes don’t return at night. Yi Han and the others use body pillows or other plush toys that are close to real people in size and body to hide under the quilt. Get over it.

The remaining three people, Yi Han, Wang Mingjia, and Yu Haifeng, are different from the two who go out regularly. They spend more regular time in the dormitory.

Of course, the most regular one is Yihan.

Yi Han is generally not lazy, but when she is lazy, she can go to the point where she would rather be hungry than go to a restaurant by herself.But she won't be really hungry. She can order food by phone, or ask her bedmates to bring her a meal when they go out to eat.

She is now waiting for Wang Mingjia to bring her meals.

She took out her mobile phone and went to QQ, first uploaded a few selfies of her recently, then waited while playing.

Her nickname is "Yi Shuihan", and she has just received a friend request from a stranger whose nickname is "The Dead Like This".She stared at the screen of the mobile phone and hesitated. She remembered the experience of being harassed by netizens for no reason. She reminded herself that it would be better to refuse again. Before clicking the reject button, she took a few more glances at the other person's profile picture:

It was drawn by a computer, a back image of a little girl with waist-length hair, bathing alone in the moonlight in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

For a moment, Yi Han's thoughts were aroused, and her fingertips lightly tapped the "Agree" button.

The deceased became Yi Shuihan's new best friend so smoothly.

She sent the first chat message, saying "Thank you for agreeing to add me."

Out of politeness, Yi Han replied to her first, then turned around and opened her space message:

The deceased is Rusi, female, 30 years old, local.

Her spatial dynamics are very clean, and there are only a few groups of photos of common spider plants; the spider plants in the photos are big or small, blooming or fruiting, or in the water or in the soil, just spider plants, because all the backgrounds are different. In focus, I can't see clearly; other than that, there is no text message.

Wang Mingjia pushed open the door of the dormitory with Yi Han's lunch and walked in.

"Your fish-flavored eggplant rice bowl and a dessert."

"Thank you. You came back so quickly."

"Because thinking about it can't make you hungry."

"Don't say things that spoil me casually, what should I do if I misunderstand."

"What can I do if I misunderstand, let's talk about two lilies."

"You're joking again."

"The internship is getting closer and closer. I heard that the dormitories on the old campus have been vacated one by one. Yi Han, will you live on campus or go out?"

"I may still live on campus. Last time when I went home, I mentioned to my parents about renting a house by myself. They said it was not safe; I said that I would share the house with others, but they still said that it was all girls who lived outside. Safe; I finally said, then I will find a male classmate I know to share the rent, and their reaction is like the sky is about to fall.”

"It's too miserable for you. You can't keep growing up. Your parents are still getting old every day."

"Yes. I have to grow up."

"Yi Han, where did we see the new version of "Swordsman" last time?"

"I saw the part where Yue Lingshan died."

"Oh, yes, Yue Lingshan is always going to die. It's a pity that she is still a virgin in the end."

"Isn't it a virgin?"

"It's not bad, it's sad. After all, there are many flavors in life, and it's rare to live it once. How can you taste it?"

"Ming Jia, you met a netizen once last month, right?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"Tell me, why are you not worried about the other party's bad intentions?"

"Why do I feel that the person you're talking about is actually me. I do have the purpose of meeting each other, going shopping, and sleeping."

"You just think that."

"No. Not only did I think that, I did."

After Yi Han finished his meal, he washed his hands and face under the tap.She went back and took out a bottle of lotion, poured some into the palm of her hand, spread it evenly, and massaged her face first, then her hands; then she remembered that the lip balm was used up, so she squeezed some more lotion on the back of one hand, Then raise your hand and apply it carefully on the two lips.

Ming Jia saw it, laughed at her again, and urged her to get a boyfriend quickly, because He Chou didn't have fresh lipstick to use.

In the evening, Yu Haifeng returned to the dormitory as expected.

She recently liked a new song.Haifeng's hobby is singing, and her specialty is also singing. She applied for an account as an online musician, and Yi Han and the others followed her.Sometimes she broadcasts live to earn pocket money, and Yi Han gave her "diamonds" and "yachts".

The song she's playing over the loudspeaker now is "Malena," originally sung by Hayley Westenra.

Yi Han heard a beautiful female voice singing:

Kissed by sunrise

Eyes made for mine

Skin of moonglow

Breath made of wine

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Yi Han thinks that Haifeng should learn music. She signed up for a music class and usually practice singing bel canto; The skin is very fair, which is very suitable for wearing a princess dress; she has always had a regular boyfriend by her side, but she always sings and listens to sad love songs.

Once Yi Han and Ming Jia asked Haifeng about "sad songs", and Haifeng replied that she likes to imagine the sad emotions in sad songs; It also gave people in it a kind of profound vigilance; she said that what she valued was imagination and experience itself; she didn't even care very much whether she was in love or lost love, she only wanted the exact emotions and feelings in those states; She feels that if one wants to have a certain degree of recognition in certain aspects of life, one needs to taste everything first.

Ming Jia heard the adventurous spirit in her words, so she nodded to Haifeng in agreement.

Yi Han didn't understand anything at the time, so he could only blink her round eyes a few times quickly.

She seems to understand one thing now, that is, the first step needs to be taken first.