My ex-boyfriend is always teasing me [Unlimited Stream]

Qin Yan dragged Qu Xingchen into the faculty dormitory on the fourth floor, closed the door tightly and locked it.

Sure enough, at the end of the No. 12 bell, there was noise outside the door again, like a group of students running and playing outside the door.

There were footsteps slowly stopping in front of the door, and the doorknob was gently turned.

Qin Yan pulled Qu Xingchen away from the door, and the two looked at the slowly turned doorknob together.

At this time, the time has passed twelve o'clock, and there will be no players staying outside.

Another scream sounded, and then stopped abruptly, as if someone had covered his mouth.

This is Qin Yazhi's scream.

The gently turning doorknob suddenly stopped, and the noise outside the door suddenly dissipated.

Qin Yan raised his wrist to look at his watch, it was [-]:[-], the time was wrong.

Sure enough, the next second, the doorknob was suddenly turned violently, and at the same time there was a fierce knock on the door.

The door of the dormitory building is just a thin layer of wood, and under the constant knocking, fine debris falls from the surrounding area, which is overwhelmed.

Qu Xingchen straightened his back, looked sideways at the flapping door panel, his slightly curly forehead spread down to cover his eyelids, his eyes shone coldly, like a sharp knife just out of its sheath.

Qin Yan came over and stood behind Qu Xingchen, putting his hands on his waist in a protective posture.

The door panel screamed, and it was miraculously intact several times when it was about to be destroyed.

Dust was scattered around the door, and after knocking on the door for an unknown amount of time, everything finally returned to calm.

Qin Yan said, "Three ten minutes, twice as long as last night."

Qu Xingchen turned around and left Qin Yan's envelope, and asked indifferently, "Will they break in sooner or later?"

Qin Yan shook his head: "As long as you follow the rules, there will be no problems. It's late, go to sleep."

The two went to bed respectively, facing the wall with their backs to their backs, as if there was not just a wooden table but an ancient Milky Way between them.

In the middle of the night, the kerosene lamp had been turned off at some point, and there were only two slight breathing sounds in the room.

The door of the iron cabinet leaning against the corner at a person's height made a soft "squeak" and was pushed open.

A black shadow came out of the cabinet, with long black hair covering his face, the black shadow slowly walked towards the two people who were sleeping.

Qu Xingchen faced the wall, opened his eyes, everything was unreal in the darkness, and then he closed his eyes again.

He woke up with a start when the cabinet door rang.

In the three years since Qin Yan disappeared, Qu Xingchen has been relying on drugs to sleep, and now even if he accidentally reunited with Qin Yan in the dream world, he can fall asleep, but only lightly.

The sound of footsteps resounded in the silent room, the black shadow walked very slowly, the soles of his feet seemed to be unable to lift up, and they scraped back and forth on the ground.

It slowly approached Qin Yan's bedside, bent its stiff waist to check, and the bones made the sound of falling apart when bending over.

After a while, it moved its steps and walked towards Qu Xingchen.

Qu Xingchen was lying on his side on the bed, his face was calm, his breathing was steady, as if he was in deep sleep.

It bent down slowly as before, and the long hair in front of it fell on Qu Xingchen's side face, which was wet and smelly.

Unlike Qin Yan, it seemed to be particularly interested in Qu Xingchen, and it didn't leave after watching it for a long time.

After a while, it raised its hand, and stroked Qu Xingchen's cheek with its stiff and cold fingertips. Qu Xingchen's eyes were closed tightly, and there was no response.

It seemed to be observing whether Qu Xingchen was really asleep, and the stiff hand slowly slid down, slowly pinching Qu Xingchen's neck and tightening slowly.

Qu Xingchen's eyelashes did not tremble at all, and his steady breathing remained unchanged, as if he was unaware of the outside world.

Finally, it withdrew its hand and left with its wet and greasy hair. The sound of footsteps moved slowly from the side of the bed to the iron door in the corner, and the familiar sound of the cabinet door sounded.

it's gone.

Qu Xingchen slowly opened his eyes, turned around and faced the thing standing behind him with long hair covering his face.

Its sticky hair revealed blood-red eyes, and it slightly bent to stare at Qu Xingchen.

It turned out that it pretended to leave and tricked Qu Xingchen to turn around!

The next moment, it rushed over suddenly, and Qu Xingchen subconsciously closed his eyes.

"Stars?" The low and familiar calls rang in my ears one after another.

Qu Xingchen opened his eyes and saw Qin Yan sitting by the bed.

The indoor kerosene lamp was burning quietly, the light was still dim, but fortunately, everything around him could be seen.

Qu Xingchen blinked slowly and sat up from the bed.

Qin Yan reached out and touched Qu Xingchen's forehead, and wiped off his cold sweat: "You're having a nightmare."

Then the fingertips moved down and landed on Qu Xingchen's neck, and when he opened the collar, he saw a circle of bruises.

Qin Yan narrowed his eyes suddenly, approached Qu Xingchen's neck, stretched out his hand to pinch Qu Xingchen's chin and raised it high, exposing the slender neck unreservedly in front of Qin Yan's eyes.

Seeing a circle of bruised and purple fingerprints lying on it, Qin Yan reached out his fingertips and touched it.

Qu Xingchen trembled, and Qin Yan blew lightly on his neck: "It hurts?"

Qu Xingchen came back to his senses, immediately waved Qin Yan's hand away, leaned back against the cold wall, and lowered his head: "Don't worry about it."

Qin Yan withdrew his hand and looked at Qu Xingchen seriously: "Xingchen, its purpose is to test you, because you don't have a number plate."

Qu Xingchen tilted his head, and Qin Yan's gaze seemed to be hooked, sticking to his skin as if it had substance, making it impossible for him to ignore it.

One hand reached into his pocket and squeezed the small note with the number eight on it, but Qu Xingchen didn't speak.

Qin Yan stretched out his hand again, grabbed Qu Xingchen's neck forcefully, and forced Qu Xingchen to look at him.

"Listen, Xingchen. There are four regulations in total now. The first three are easy to abide by, and the fourth rule, obeying the numbers on the number plate, is your greatest advantage. There are only seven number plates. I will use my status to punish you. At the end of the classroom, as long as you don’t participate, you will stay until the end, you won’t be confused, and you won’t have any accidents.”

"Xingchen, you are obedient. At the end, the school gate opens, so leave immediately."

Qu Xingchen's light brown pupils and Qin Yan's deep black pupils looked at each other, and the eyes of different colors reflected each other.

He lowered his eyelids, covering the reflection of Qin Yan in his eyes, slowly opened his lips, and said, "No."

Then Qu Xingchen stretched out his hand and suddenly wrapped it around Qin Yan's neck, and the distance drew closer again.

The lips were almost touching, and the seemingly indistinct touch between the words made Qin Yan's breathing stagnate.

Qu Xingchen breathed out slowly: "Qin Yan, after you left three years ago, you have no right to control me."

The next moment the hot breath left, the distance between the two widened, Qu Xingchen turned over and lay down again, refusing to communicate.

Qin Yan was still sitting by the bed, raised his hand halfway to pull the quilt over for Qu Xingchen, and turned back to his own bed.

Qu Xingchen's voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Qin Yan, tell me where you are, tell me, and I will listen to you."

A corner of the quilt was pinched by Qu Xingchen, almost torn to pieces.

The room fell silent.

Qu Xingchen stared at the wall in front of him, it was full of stains, yellow and messy, just like his heart at this moment.

Qin Yan said, "I'm sorry."

Qu Xingchen closed his eyes suddenly, breathed lightly, and stopped talking.

The next day, the two woke up in silence, Qu Xingchen's face turned pale, and he didn't sleep all night.

Walking to the door, there were a few footprints on the dust that had been scattered at the door.

The direction of the footprints was not towards the door, but passed by the door and walked towards the iron cabinet in the corner.

Qin Yan looked down at the footprints on the ground, then walked to the iron cabinet and opened the two cabinet doors one by one.

There are only some sundries inside, the iron cabinet is well sealed, and there is no other exit except the cabinet door.

When they went downstairs, the two stood separately, and since they got up, there was no communication between them.

Qu Xingchen walked over to pull Yuan Xue's clothes as usual, lowered his head, and remained silent.

Yuan Xue stared at her crumpled clothes and resigned herself to her fate. She lowered her voice and asked, "You are on the fourth floor. Did anything happen last night?"

Qu Xingchen turned his head to look at her, as if thinking of something terrible, he grabbed the corner of her clothes with his other hand.

Seeing him like this, Yuan Xue nodded knowingly: "Sure enough, the fourth floor is the same as the third floor. After twelve o'clock, the outside suddenly became chaotic, like... like those invisible students in the school suddenly appeared... and there were people Knock on the door... But fortunately, nothing happened in the end. But it happened too suddenly, obviously last night..."

Qu Xingchen suddenly asked: "Have you not had it before?"

Yuan Xue shook her head in doubt: "No, otherwise Qin Yazhi wouldn't be scared to death? Listening to her screaming last night was more terrifying than being knocked on the door. Fortunately, Yan Shu covered her mouth."

When Qin Yazhi was mentioned, Qu Xingchen looked at her.

Xu Feng was leaning against Qin Yazhi, bowed his head, put Qin Yazhi's hands in his palms and kept rubbing them together.

Yuan Xue followed suit, "Is it cold?"

Xu Feng felt a little embarrassed when he was suddenly surrounded by people, his dark face flushed, "Yazhi's hands are always cold, I'll rub her hands."

Qin Yazhi lowered her head, her long hair scattered on both sides of her cheeks, showing a beautiful face, and whispered, "I'm born with a cold body."

Several people couldn't stand Qin Yazhi's sudden acting like a baby, so they turned their eyes away and went downstairs to the cafeteria.

Entering the cafeteria, Qu Xingchen noticed Qin Yan at first sight.

The others found their seats and sat down. Qu Xingchen faced Qin Yan, paused indistinctly, then walked over as usual, and sat on Qin Yan's lap unceremoniously.

Qin Yan took the initiative to pick up the chopsticks and handed them to Qu Xingchen. Qu Xingchen took it, bowed his head and began to wolf down.

Even though the two of them had no communication all morning, Qu Xingchen still left half of the food for Qin Yan.

Qin Yan looked down and saw that what Qu Xingchen left today was all that he didn't like to eat.

Qu Xingchen glanced at Qin Yan coolly.

Qin Yan took the chopsticks from Qu Xingchen's hand and started eating without pausing.

After breakfast, several people stood at the door of the cafeteria.

Qin Yan took out a small notebook from his jacket pocket, and began to roll the roll: "You guys will go to the classroom by yourself later, so I will roll the roll now."

The few people who had just eaten stood up, waiting for Qin Yan to roll their names.

Qin Yan started from number one: "Number one, Du Wenli."

Several people were quiet and looked at each other.

Qin Yan didn't pause, and continued to read: "Number two, Zhong Gang."

Zhong Gang raised his hand and shouted: "Here!"

"Number three, Yuan Xue."

"arrive."

"Number four, Qin Yazhi."

"arrive."

"Number five, Xu Feng."

"arrive."

"Number six, Song Mingliang."

The few remaining people looked at each other again. Why did the new teacher call out names they had never heard of?

"Number seven, Yan Shu."

"arrive."

In the end, only Qu Xingchen was left standing behind Yuan Xue. Qin Yan paused for a long time, his expression could not be seen under the wide-brimmed black hat.

"...Number [-], Qu Xingchen." These five words were extremely clear.

Qu Xingchen turned his head sideways, his slender neck was covered by his turned up collar, which also covered the circle of bruises.

"arrive."

After the roll call was over, Qin Yan turned and left.

Qu Xingchen looked at the direction he left, there was another teaching building of the school, and all the classroom offices and the principal's office should be there.

As soon as Qin Yan left, Zhong Gang immediately yelled: "Who is Du Wenli? Who is Song Mingliang? Why are there two people who have never appeared in the roll call?"

Yan Shu, who was usually silent, suddenly said: "No, it's not that it hasn't appeared before." She walked in front of several people, her face was extremely serious, but her body trembled slightly.

"They are number one and number six, don't you wonder why we are two three four five seven eight? Don't you wonder why our number plates are not coherent?"

Yuan Xue raised her head, her face turned pale, and she continued with Yan Shu's words: "Because we forgot, today is the third day, and two people are missing, but we don't remember, but the new teacher doesn't, he ordered every day. Names, on his roster, each of us is recorded."

After the words fell, there was silence.

Before they knew it, two people had disappeared, but they forgot.

So what about today?What about tomorrow?

Are they the ones who disappear and are forgotten the next moment?

Qu Xingchen looked back at Qin Yan's back, looked at another teaching building, and said, "It's time to go to class."

One word awakened the dreamer, and they turned around stiffly and walked towards the teaching building.

Walking into the teaching building, Qu Xingchen came to the elevator alone and pressed the elevator button.

The unoccupied elevator slowly opened in front of him, and sure enough, the call came again.

This time, Yuan Xue hesitated for a moment, walked to Qu Xingchen's side, and got on the elevator with him.

The elevator door was slowly closed in front of the two of them, and the pieces of meat that exploded in the elevator had already begun to rot, and the pungent stench lingered lingeringly.

Yuan Xue tightly covered her mouth, and while enduring the stench, she observed the tragic and terrifying interior of the elevator.

For the past few days, Qu Xingchen has been riding this elevator alone.

With such courage, how could he be as cowardly and timid as he usually appears?

Yuan Xue slightly took off her hand covering her mouth and nose, looked at Qu Xingchen, her eyes were full of suspicion and uncertainty, and she asked, "You are not a new player, are you?"

Qu Xingchen put his hands in his pockets, stood there idly, and answered casually: "Why, of course I'm a new player."

Yuan Xue looked at Qu Xingchen's reflection through the blood-stained metal door. The face with her back turned was indifferent and calm.

She gritted her teeth and asked again: "You're not afraid at all, you've been pretending, haven't you?"

Qu Xingchen raised his drooping eyelids, "I'm obviously scared to death."

Yuan Xue ran out of patience, and asked again: "Why are you pretending? Do you know something?"

Qu Xingchen suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Yuan Xue through the reflection of the metal door, the cold light in his eyes did not hide it.

Yuan Xue couldn't help taking a step back, her spine felt chills, she suddenly felt that she was too reckless, she shouldn't press Qu Xingchen like this.

In the next moment, Qu Xingchen turned around suddenly, his head tilted as if broken, "Because... I'm a ghost!"

The elevator door opened at this moment, and even the courageous Yuan Xue screamed in fright. Then, realizing that Qu Xingchen was playing tricks on her, she immediately gave him a hard look and stepped out of the elevator.

Qu Xingchen walked out of the smelly elevator slowly, the disgusting smell didn't affect him at all.

The figure of Yuan Xue in front had already moved several steps away from him, and the high ponytail on the back of her head was swaying violently from side to side, obviously very angry.

Qu Xingchen fell far behind her, the dark sunlight shone through the corridor windows, and the dark clouds in the sky were still thick.

The intervals between windows cast shadows on the wall one after another alternately between light and dark.

A red dress came out from the shadows, appeared and disappeared, and walked slowly towards the classroom.

Yuan Xueqi's steps became bigger and bigger, and she walked quickly to the classroom, passing straight through the invisible female teacher walking on the side of the road, overlapped with her figure, and then staggered away.

Qu Xingchen put away his sloppy expression, and raised his head slightly to see that when Yuan Xue and the female teacher were separated, several red lines were connected to the bodies of the two, and slowly dissipated like mist as the distance increased.

They all arrived at the classroom on the seventh floor by 06:30.

Qu Xingchen was still standing at the end of the classroom, his eyes were drooping, his shoulders shrunk, and he was extremely cautious.

They think that today will be like yesterday, as long as they stand for a day and study by themselves for a day.

But I don't want the chalk on the desk to slowly float in the air after the class bell rang.

The previous answers were still left on the blackboard that no one had wiped off. The white chalk fell on it, but blood red fonts were written on it.

"Let's play a game today."

Everyone was silent, staring at the empty blackboard with big eyes.

"Let's play the game of throwing the handkerchief. Students who guess the wrong number will be punished."

Standing at the end of the classroom, Qu Xingchen suddenly raised his hand like a normal student, "Teacher, I want to play too."

The lights in the room flickered fiercely, and the bad student who was forgotten by the teacher threw himself into the trap.

Finally, the lights came back on, and a question had already been written on the blackboard. The big question mark was distorted and weird.

"What's your number?"

Qu Xingchen took out the handwritten No. [-] note with irregular edges from his pocket and threw it on the ground. Then he stepped on it, walked to the position of No. [-] and stood there, tilting his head slightly, showing an innocent smile.

"I am number eight, Qu Xingchen."

Qin Yan, I will never leave first, you are doomed to be disappointed.