Green tea O she spoiled

It was night, the dormitory building turned off the lights, and the whole building fell silent, standing silently in the dark night.

After Yan Xia washed up, she lay down on the bed, closed her eyes to get sleepy.

"Squeaky..."

Within half an hour, a small voice sounded in the darkness.

Yan Xia breathed lightly subconsciously, and listened carefully for a while, but the voice didn't stop, but intensified instead.

mouse? !

She opened her eyes, lifted the curtains and looked down.

There was no light in the room, and the tables and chairs below turned into blurred silhouettes in the darkness, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Yan Xia took a look with the phone's light, but found nothing.

The creaking sound continued intermittently.

She thought the voice was very familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere.

"Squeaky..."

The voice was neither near nor far, as if it came from the opposite side.

Yan Xia suddenly had a flash of inspiration. She used to live in a university dormitory, and her roommate would sometimes grind her teeth at night, and that was the sound.

But Shang Wandong sleeps very honestly, and definitely won't grind his teeth.

Then this voice can only be...

Yan Xia looked at the opposite bed and pursed her lips.

Teeth grinding is out of the control of the person involved, so it is impossible to paste Wu Qing's mouth now.

She sighed that she was unlucky, lay down again, and closed her eyes amidst the sound of grinding her teeth.

But the surroundings were too quiet, and the sound was set off very clearly, like an invisible mental torture.

Yan Xia didn't know when she fell asleep.

She only knew that when the alarm clock rang, her eyelids seemed to be glued to her eyes.

Can't open it at all!

"Going to class?"

Shang Wandong's voice rang through the bed curtain.

Yan Xia buried her head in the quilt, listless: "I can't get up..."

Shang Wandong paused, and asked: "Then we won't go?"

The next second, she saw that the blue curtain was suddenly lifted, and a snow-white wrist stretched out.

Yan Xia closed his eyes and said, "I'm so sleepy, pinch me..."

Shang Wandong lowered his eyes and looked for the least fleshy place on the wrist, and twisted it with two fingers.

"hiss!!!"

Yan Xia suddenly opened his eyes, and bounced off the bed like a dehydrated fish, all drowsiness vanished.

A few minutes later, in the classroom of Building A.

Yan Xia looked down at his wrist, and said quietly, "It's green..."

Shang Wandong was at a loss: "I'm sorry."

Yan Xia said helplessly, "Next time you don't have to use such force."

Shang Wandong nodded obediently, and asked softly: "Did you not sleep well?"

"Didn't you hear Wu Qing's teeth grinding last night?" Yan Xia rested his chin in both hands, his eyes were distracted, "It was so loud that it disturbed me all night."

Shang Wandong shook his head: "I fell asleep very early."

Yan Xia sighed enviously: "That's great..."

In addition to the two of them, there were many students from other schools sitting in the classroom. There were five or sixty people in total, almost occupying all the seats.

Yan Xia saw Luo Qiyuan walking into the classroom with a few third-year students, talking and laughing, while Wu Qing was sitting by the window alone with a cold expression.

She looked away and unconsciously drew in her notebook.

A few minutes later, the teacher of the oral training class walked into the classroom.

She played a BBC documentary directly, and explained how to reread, continue, pause appropriately, etc. according to the host's accent.

"Everyone, divide yourself into groups first, and I will set up some situations later."

After explaining the basic pronunciation skills, she showed the white card in her hand, "The card contains different situations, and I will send them out later. You can train each other to talk according to the content above."

The people in the front row passed the cards down one after another, Shang Wandong took two and passed the rest to the back.

Yan Xia's eyelids drooped, his chin was resting on his arms, and there was a buzzing voice in his ears, feeling that every letter was hypnotic.

She flipped through the cards on the table, glanced at them, and raised her eyebrows.

The identity setting on this card is an AO couple who go to a restaurant for dinner.

She became interested a little bit, tilted her head, and asked, "Sister, are you A or me?"

Shang Wandong said indifferently: "It's all fine."

Yan Xia raised the corner of her mouth: "Then I'll go first."

Her accent is nice, and there is a bit of affection and tenderness in her tone, which perfectly interprets the gentleman and thoughtfulness of Alpha in the scene.

In contrast, although Shang Wandong has a beautiful pronunciation, he looks like a frigid Omega who was coerced into a restaurant, with indifference written all over his face.

The spoken English teacher who passed by listened, and said with a smile: "Is your girlfriend kidnapped by you?"

Yan Xia held back her smile, pretending to be resentful: "My heart is for the bright moon, and the bright moon shines on the ditch."

Shang Wandong glanced at her and shook his head.

After laughing for a while, the two exchanged identities, and Shang Wandong changed from being frigid to a straight daughter Alpha who didn't know how to understand, and even said a caring greeting dryly.

The teacher shook his head straight after hearing this: "You can't be completely emotional, you have to mobilize your emotions to infect the audience. Otherwise, no matter how well written the manuscript is, it won't be able to impress the judges."

"That's right." Yan Xia nodded again and again, carrying private goods, "You want to treat me as your girlfriend."

Shang Wandong: "..."

Yan Xia was in high spirits: "Come on, give me a shout."

Shang Wandong opened his mouth, the tips of his ears gradually turned pink.

She lowered her eyes, covered her face with her arms, and said in a low voice, "...girlfriend."

ah!Blushed!

so cute!

Yan Xia was satisfied, and nodded calmly on the surface: "Good boy. You can't keep the same tone from the beginning to the end, you have to cadence."

Yan Xia was persuasive: "I am your girlfriend now, if I get seriously ill, what will happen to you?"

Shang Wandong: "Send you to the hospital immediately."

Yan Xia: "...I didn't ask you how to solve it! I asked how you feel in your heart!"

Shang Wandong thought for a while, then lowered his eyes: "I feel very uncomfortable."

Yan Xia nodded: "Yes, then you have to put this emotion into the speech and express it appropriately."

Shang Wandong nodded, trying to read the dialogue again with a very sad mood.

It's not straight anymore, it's a bit like attending a girlfriend's last supper.

"You're too uncomfortable!" Yan Xia covered his face, "You read like I'm going to die!"

Shang Wandong looked blank: "Sorry."

"Be happy when you should be happy, and be sad when you should be sad." Yan Xia patted her on the shoulder, "Emotions are not in a straight line, they fluctuate, just like an electrocardiogram."

Shang Wandong said seriously: "But the electrocardiogram also has a straight line."

Yan Xia: "...I'm going to be pissed off by you."

Shang Wandong held her hand, fighting high: "Don't be angry, let's do it again."

The two practiced the whole class, happy and painful.

After one class, Shang Wandong's accent was indeed not so stiff, while Yan Xia's face was numb, like a Tibetan fox who had nothing to love.

Although Shang Wandong was very happy when he called his girlfriend, but after hearing her read the same dialogue hundreds of times, his ears felt callused.

During the lunch break, Yan Xia lay on the bed and played with his mobile phone.

A pop-up window popped up on WeChat, it was a message from Lu Yixing.

Lu Yixing: "Xueba, how have you been these few days? Are you still used to living in school for the first time [Samoyed Tilted Head.jpg]"

Yan Xia: "Very good, but my roommate is a bit strange."

Lu Yixing: "Huh? Who is the roommate?"

Yan Xia replied casually: "The third year of high school is called Wu Qing. You may not know him."

Lu Yixing: "...Hah."

Lu Yixing: "To be honest, I was roommate with her for a while..."

Yan Xia vaguely smelled the melon, and asked curiously, "What happened to her?"

Lu Yixing: "Actually, it's nothing. It's just that her family conditions were not very good before, so she has a little inferiority complex and is more sensitive when getting along."

Lu Yixing: "But her parents seem to have divorced a few days ago. She stayed home for a few days. When she came back, her whole temperament changed drastically, as if she had taken gunpowder."

Yan Xia suddenly said, "So that's how it is..."

Lu Yixing: "Originally several people in the dormitory were very kind to her because of this incident, and were careful not to poke her in the sad place. But Wu Qing thought that we were pitying her, and her temper became more and more irritable. It's all because of her."

Yan Xia: "It's numb, how could this happen!"

Lu Yixing: "Bad, in the end everyone couldn't stand her anymore and asked to change dormitories. As a result, Wu Qing was so angry that she moved out by herself."

Yan Xia felt a little empathetic, because she was also a single-parent family whose parents divorced.

"She's not feeling well either."

Lu Yixing was so angry that he sent several messages in a row.

"Indeed, at first we were very considerate of her, but in the end she went too far!"

Lu Yixing: "Occasionally everyone invites Wu Qing to drink milk tea for a meal, but she refuses all of them, saying that we are pitying her and looking down on her."

Lu Yixing: "I often steal the snacks we bought... You can just tell me what you want to eat, why do you have to steal it??? Is it a bit of a serious illness!"

Yan Xia: "...that's a bit too much. [Maomao sighs.jpg]"

Lu Yixing: "That's right, that's why everyone ignored her afterwards."

Lu Yixing: "Ham, let's not talk about this, you should be more careful."

Yan Xia: "Got it, thank you for messing with me!"

Lu Yixing: "Hey, you're welcome. You and Shang Wandong have to work hard, I've already bought the ticket! I'll be there at [-] o'clock tomorrow to make a call! [Samoyed Applause.gif]"

Yan Xia: "Very good!"

Yan Xia turned off her phone, feeling exhausted and sleepy from last night.

She rubbed her eyes, turned over and continued to catch up on sleep.

……

The writing training class in the afternoon was also in the original classroom. Yan Xia and Shang Wandong walked out of the dormitory building together, touching their schoolbags habitually.

She paused and blinked: "...I seem to have forgotten to bring a water glass."

Shang Wandong said: "Go to the vending machine and buy another bottle?"

Yan Xia shook his head: "It's not a few steps away, I'll go back and get it."

She turned around and rushed up the stairs, stepping up two steps at a time.

Shang Wandong looked at her back, hesitated to speak.

The dormitory is not locked, and it opens with a light push.Yan Xia didn't care, and pushed the door open.

A figure suddenly bounced away from the door, eyes wide open.

"You..." Yan Xia looked at her suspiciously, "You didn't go to class?"

Wu Qing covered her face with her hands, trembled all over, rolled her eyes when she heard the words, "None of your business!" Then she ran to the balcony without looking back.

Yan Xia clicked his tongue and went back to the desk to pick up the water glass.

She glanced at the table casually, feeling as if something was wrong.

Bottles and cans that were originally placed in place seem to have been moved to other places.

Yan Xia picked up a bottle of toner on the corner of the table, and saw that the bottle cap was loosely twisted in half, and there were sporadic water stains on the edge.

Her face suddenly sank.

The system was surprised: "This Wu Qing is too much, isn't she?!"

Yan Xia opened the closet opposite and checked carefully. There were a lot of clothes, but half of the potato chips he opened seemed to be missing.

On the balcony, Wu Qing was drying the water stains with a face towel.

"Does my skin care product work?"

There was a soft voice in my ear.

Wu Qing opened her eyes suddenly, and saw Yan Xia leaning against the door, looking at herself expressionlessly.

She paused and said coldly, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Yan Xia's eyes were deep: "You eat potato chips, too."

"I don't know!" Wu Qing walked in front of her with a cold face, "Get out of the way!"

Yan Xia blocked the door with her sideways, she was slightly taller than Wu Qing, she had a condescending feeling when looking at people.

Wu Qing gritted her teeth: "Get out of the way! I told you I didn't do it!"

Yan Xia narrowed his eyes, took a step forward suddenly, and raised the corners of his mouth.

Wu Qing's heart skipped a beat, she stepped back subconsciously, and looked at her in surprise.

Yan Xia pointed at the corner of her mouth, and said slowly, "The lipstick is not wiped clean."

Wu Qing wiped her mouth subconsciously, but when she realized it, her expression changed drastically.

Her whole body was tense, her cheeks were flushed, and there was a trace of disgust in her eyes: "Hmph, what can you do if I did it?"

Yan Xia fiddled with the phone: "I can't do anything to you, but I can let everyone know what kind of character you are."

"Why are you so stingy?" Wu Qing raised her chin and said, "Anyway, your family is so rich, why don't you lend me some money?"

Yan Xia raised her eyebrows: "It's none of your business if my family is rich? Did you earn it? Are you justifiably poor?"

Wu Qing screamed, as if being stepped on a sore foot, and shouted with a ferocious expression: "Sure enough, you rich people just look down on us poor people!!!"

Yan Xia shook his head and said: "You are wrong, I look up to the poor, and look down on people with bad character."

"fraud!"

Wu Qing gritted her teeth and tugged at her hair frantically, "It's a sanctimonious face! It sounds like a lie!"

Yan Xia's brain ached from her noise, and she felt unable to communicate, so she grabbed her arm directly: "Forget it, follow me to see Teacher Luo."

"I won't go! Why should I go with you!!!" Wu Qing's face twisted, and she struggled hysterically, "You AO don't understand how ordinary Betas like us live, you are born noble, everyone Holding you!"

After finishing speaking, she suddenly bent down and bit Yan Xia's arm viciously.

Yan Xia's pupils shrank slightly, he took a breath, and let her go with a shake of his hand.

The deep tooth marks on her arm were faintly oozing blood, she frowned, and said in disbelief, "Are you crazy?!"

"I'm not crazy!" Wu Qing stood up straight, her teeth subconsciously bit her fingers, and her eyes flickered, "I know you are pitying me, I did it on purpose... I just used your cosmetics and folded the lipstick in half, And ate your potato chips."

Her nails looked bumpy, like a dog had chewed on them.

Wu Qing smiled nervously and tilted her head: "Only in this way can I feel better."

The system was surprised: "She's crazy!"

Yan Xia was also amazed: "How could you be so crazy?"

"I'm not crazy, it's you." Wu Qing straightened up and staggered back, "I shouldn't have come to Lake City in the first place, there is no home for me here..."

She opened her eyes wide and said incoherently: "Everyone is gone, everyone here hates me and pities me...I want to go home..."

Seeing that she was not in the right state, Yan Xia didn't want to provoke her anymore, and said softly, "Where is your home?"

Wu Qing shook her head, nodded again, and murmured: "In...in Yungang..."

A line of tears meandered down her cheeks.

Yan Xia pursed her lips, walked up to her and said, "I'll contact the teacher and let her take you home first."

Wu Qing was already emotionally broken, and it was useless to say anything to her.

Wu Qing looked at her and said in a daze, "You are right, I should go home!"

She picked up the mobile phone on the table and dialed a number: "Mom..."

Yan Xia calmed down, she heard a beeping busy tone from the other end of the phone.

Wu Qing stayed for a while, then lowered her head: "If you don't want me, then I'll go back by myself."

Yan Xia hurriedly held her down: "Don't think too much, I'll contact the teacher."

She quickly opened WeChat and called Teacher Luo.

Wu Qing looked at her for a while, then closed her mouth.

Soon, the phone was connected, and Teacher Luo's voice sounded from the other end: "Hello."

"Teacher, there's something wrong with Wu Qing now." Yan Xia glanced at the other party and lowered his voice, "I think it's better to send her home first."

Teacher Luo hesitated for a moment, and said in a gentle voice, "What happened? There is a competition tomorrow, why is she going home all of a sudden?"

"It's like this..." Just as Yan Xia was about to narrate what happened just now, Wu Qing who was beside her suddenly raised her head and stretched out her hand to pinch her neck.

Yan Xia stepped away subconsciously, and said in shock, "You!"

Wu Qing took the opportunity to break free from her shackles, opened the door and ran out.

She ran fast, her school uniform was bulging by the wind, like a butterfly about to fly.

Yan Xia's heart tightened, she picked up her phone, and immediately followed her.

Teacher Luo's anxious voice came from the phone: "Yan Xia? Yan Xia?"

"Teacher, I have something to do and I will contact you later!" Yan Xia hung up the phone and followed Wu Qing downstairs.

As soon as she went downstairs, Wu Qing disappeared, and she didn't know where she went.

Behind him, Shang Wandong came up to meet him, and said eagerly: "What's wrong?!"

"I'll explain to you later..." Yan Xia lowered his head and took a breath, "Did you see Wu Qing?"

Shang Wandong was startled: "I see, she seems to have run towards the school gate."

Yan Xia nodded, and ran towards the school gate. Seeing this, Shang Wandong hurriedly followed behind her.

Today is the weekend, the sun is scorching, no one moves around in the school, and the security guards are all sitting in the security room blowing the air conditioner.

The back door of No. [-] Middle School is very close at hand, Yan Xia has been sweating profusely after chasing him, but he is still a step behind.

All she saw was Wu Qing dodging the security guards extremely quickly, jumped into a taxi, and walked away.

Yan Xia's expression changed: "That's bad."

Shang Wandong quickly followed from behind, and whispered: "What's going on?"

……

In the taxi, Wu Qing held her mobile phone and looked out the window blankly.

"Little girl, your school is a bit biased. Fortunately, I just passed by and just received your order." The driver asked cheerfully, "Where are you going?"

Wu Qing looked at him and wiped her eyes: "... Yungang."

"Yungang?" The driver thought for a while with a cigarette in his mouth, "Okay, that place is quite close to the West Market."

The taxi drove a few hundred meters forward and onto a highway.

Surrounded by the blue sea on both sides of the viaduct, it shines brightly in the sun.

Wu Qing was full of thoughts about going home, and she was in a good mood, humming a song in a low voice.

The phone rang several times, but she hung up impatiently.

I'm going home soon!

Wu Qing blinked her sour eyes, and thought to herself: I don't want to care about anything...I can see my mother...

The driver turned on the radio station in the car, and the taxi moved forward smoothly.

A pleasant female voice came from the radio: "The weather in Xicheng today is mostly sunny and the temperature is 30 degrees..."

Gradually, the surrounding traffic became less and less, and the sunlight dimmed inexplicably.

"Why did it suddenly become foggy?" The driver frowned and wiped out the cigarette, "This is a little troublesome."

As the driving distance got longer and the visibility became lower and lower, he couldn't help but reduce the speed of the car, carefully controlled the steering wheel, and drove forward at a turtle speed.

Wu Qing looked out of the car window, and it seemed that the entire viaduct had been covered by a snow-like fog, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

The driver rubbed the space between his brows, and honked his horn in frustration, trying to alert the passing vehicles around him.

The dim headlights shone into the thick fog, and only a road could be vaguely seen, extending straight forward, as if it had no end.

At this time, the radio in the car sounded softly: "Welcome to Yungang, today's weather, heavy fog, 0 degrees degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree degree——"

In the dead silence, the radio seemed to be broken, repeating the same word over and over again, Wu Qing's heart skipped a beat, she felt her hair stand on end, and curled up on the back seat.

She said in horror, "Mom..."

The driver was startled, and quickly turned off the car stereo: "What the hell!"

"Uncle!" Wu Qing suddenly sat up straight, pointed in front of her, and said in surprise, "There seems to be something in front."

Directly ahead, a golden light shone faintly in the thick fog, like a lighthouse guiding the way forward.

In the eyes of the two of them, it was like the exit of a maze, which made people feel relieved.

"We should be able to get out of the fog ahead!" The driver beamed with joy, and quickly stepped on the accelerator.

The taxi plunged into the blinding light.

Suddenly, Wu Qing's pupils shrank slightly, and the scene in front of her was deeply imprinted on her retina.

"what--"

……

Yan Xia said anxiously: "System, is there a way to know where Wu Qing is now?"

The system said: "There is a way, but what does the host want to do?"

Yan Xia: "Of course I want to bring her back!"

The system said: "It's no longer needed."

At this moment, the mobile phone in his hand rang.

"Yan Xia, did you call me and say something just now?"

Teacher Luo's voice passed through the receiver gently, but Yan Xia felt shuddering.

"I just told you about Wu Qing! She doesn't know where she is now..."

"...Wu Qing?" Teacher Luo asked strangely, "Who is that?"

Yan Xia froze in place.

In the ear, the system said slowly: "Wu Qing went to Yungang by car. The host should be familiar with this place name, right?"

Yungang, she remembered it was Shang Wandong's hometown...

Jiang He mentioned this place before, but his memory was forcibly erased.

"She really arrived at Yungang?"

"That's right." The system said, "The original book didn't describe Yungang in detail, so this place doesn't actually exist."

Yan Xia slowly clenched her fingers: "...Then what will happen to her?"

"She has already been to that place and has seen everything." The mechanical voice of the system was very cold, "I have to do this to avoid unnecessary trouble."

A terrible guess surfaced in Yan Xia's mind.

She swallowed her throat and said in a harsh voice, "You erased her existence?"

The system said: "You can understand it this way. Fortunately, Wu Qing is just a dispensable NPC, which has no effect on the completion of the mission. So deleting her will not cause anything."

Yan Xia bent down suddenly, a feeling of nausea came to her heart.

"...She is a human being, how can you delete it as soon as you say it?!"

"Host, why are you so excited?" The system said in surprise, "Wu Qing is just a piece of data. You also know that deleting an NPC in the program is just a matter of deleting a few lines of code."

Beside her, Shang Wandong carefully supported her: "Yan Xia..."

Yan Xia slowly raised his head, his face was pale and bloodless.

She suddenly grabbed Shang Wandong forcefully, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, her lips trembled: "Sister, you, do you remember who Wu Qing is?"

Shang Wandong paused and shook his head: "I don't remember."

Yan Xia took a deep breath, gently pushed her away, turned around and ran upstairs to the dormitory.

But at the distance of the third floor, she felt that her entire lungs were burning.

Stopping in front of the dormitory, the door was ajar, Yan Xia stretched out his hand and pushed it tremblingly.

There was a long creaking sound from the door.

She saw that her and Shang Wandong's things were well placed in place.

But the opposite bed was clean and blank, as if no one had ever lived in it.

Wu Qing's bed curtains, luggage, clothes in the closet... everything disappeared completely.

A living "person" just disappeared

Her name, identity, hobbies and dreams, all her past has been completely deleted, as if she had never appeared... No one except herself remembers Wu Qing.

Yan Xia stood on the spot with a dazed gaze, clutching her stomach tightly.

Shang Wandong followed closely, and she saw Yan Xia stood up in a daze, and suddenly rushed into the toilet, retching intermittently.

She closed her eyes and sighed silently.

The author has something to say: Thank you everyone, let’s go through the main line

感谢在2021-06-0923:29:51~2021-06-1023:53:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Hate me, one better;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!