Forces of Temptation

Maybe it was because he saw a ghost before going to bed, and Nan Zhou had a dream again.

When he was a child, his mother took him to the hospital for vaccinations.

It seems to be BCG, or it seems to be some other medicine, which he has forgotten.

For any child, the slender needle, the strong smell of disinfectant, and the liquid medicine sprayed out of the needle tube are excellent material for nightmares.

Nan Zhou clutched the corner of his clothes with one hand, opened his grape-like eyes, hid in her arms, and obediently gave the other arm to the nurse.

He's scared, but he doesn't want Mommy to worry either.

So the young him hid in her arms, repeating softly and obediently: "Mom, I love you, I love you."

In the dream, Nan Zhou's mother was dressed in fashion and had a faint and strange smell on her body.

But she hugged Nan Zhou who was trembling slightly, and said to the nurse: "This child is just disobedient."

She lowered her head and asked Nan Zhou dissatisfiedly: "Why are you crying, you have no future at all."

Nan Zhou raised his head in confusion, trying to explain that he wasn't crying.

But he found that he couldn't see his mother's face clearly.

... Then Nan Zhou woke up.

It took Nanzhou more than 40 minutes to slowly struggle out of the quagmire-like dream alone.

When he recovered completely, the clock hanging in the foreign student dormitory told him that it was about four o'clock.

The room was pitch-black, only a balcony illuminated by the moonlight had light, and the other objects were immersed in the thick darkness, like huge sleeping and dormant monsters.

Nan Zhou turned his face away.

He found that Jiang Fang was still putting his hand on his wrist.

He didn't make an inch of progress, he just slapped on top of it.

...This would make Nan Zhou think that he fell asleep listening to the sound of his own pulse beating.

Nan Zhou looked at Jiang Fang, traced his eyebrows and eyes curiously, wondering why he did this, thinking how good-looking he was.

But Jiang Fang was very sensitive.

Before Nan Zhou had time to look at him for a long time, Jiang Fang opened his eyes.

Nan Zhou was counting his eyelashes, but when Jiang Fang opened his eyes, he lost count.

... He couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

Jiang Fang fixed his gaze on him: "...'Sir'?"

Nan Zhou was taken aback when he heard the words, but quickly realized: "'please'."

After confirming each other's mental state, Jiang Fang turned over and got closer to talk to Nan Zhou more conveniently: "Why did you wake up so early?"

Nan Zhou: "I'm dreaming."

Jiang Fang: "What dream?"

Nan Zhou: "I remembered it when I just woke up. I don't remember it now."

Jiang Fang: "Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

Nan Zhou let out an "um" and closed his eyes.

After about 5 minutes.

Nan Zhou suddenly asked a strange question: "Did you cry when you got an injection when you were a child?"

"……Um?"

Jiang Fang didn't know why Nan Zhou asked such an abrupt question, but he still answered truthfully, "No."

Every time he gets an injection, his father will take him to eat something he likes.

So every time he gets an injection, he urges the nurse to finish it quickly.

Nan Zhou said softly, "I won't cry either."

Then there is no text.

After hastily ending this strange topic, Nan Zhou gently held Nan Jixing, who came to rub his face with him after being awakened, and placed it on his stomach.

Nan Jixing lay on his abdominal muscles, comfortably spreading herself into a soft pancake.

Before falling asleep again, Nan Zhou seemed to hear Jiang Fang's gentle voice: "I know. You didn't cry."

Before Nan Zhou could react, he fell into a dream.

But these words reassured him.

The result of this peace of mind was that when Nan Zhou woke up again, it was already 07:30 in the morning.

He was woken up by the vibrating sound of Aite in the group on his mobile phone.

At this time, both Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang got up.

Jiang Fang was leaning against the door of the bathroom, watching Li Yinhang wash up and Nan Zhou who was sleeping.

When Nan Zhou woke up, Jiang Fang's quilt was still warm.

So, he woke up against the warm residual temperature, and took out his mobile phone at the same time.

After watching for a while, Nan Zhou suddenly sat up.

Jiang Fang's "Morning" was blocked by his violent action.

He asked, "What's wrong?"

Nanzhou flipped through the chat records unskillfully, then raised his head and said to Jiang Fang: "The Department of Architecture has a mid-term exam today. It was announced that the exam time will be changed from 201:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] a.m., and the exam room will remain the same. Room [-] on the fourth floor."

Jiang Fang: "..." This is probably the real ghost story.

Jiang Fang asked: "In terms of setting, the mid-term exam should be over."

Wasn't the gathering of seven people in classroom 7 seven days ago just to celebrate the end of the midterm exam?

Nan Zhou: "The teacher of this course was on a business trip some time ago, and the exam was postponed."

Li Yinhang poked his head out, with a disposable toothbrush bought in the supermarket yesterday in his mouth: "Don't go. It's not good for the three of us to be separated."

What Li Yinhang said made sense to her.

But Nanzhou also has his reasons.

"The score of this exam is 15% at the end of the term." Nan Zhou said, "If the 'Nan Zhou' with this body comes back, what will he do at the end of the term?"

Li Yinhang: "..." She defaulted that this is a dungeon that completely revolves around the player and will automatically reset everything after 120 hours.

Even if the "Southern Zhou" of the architecture department can really come back, he probably won't be able to live long if he is entangled by such an unknown terrifying force.

Jiang Fang said, "You go."

After getting along with them for a long time, Li Yinhang dared to express his views.

She disapproved: "he encountered that kind of thing yesterday, how can he be left alone at this time?"

She naturally felt that the only ones who could be trusted in the dungeon were each other.

The other so-called "classmates" are just characters in the dungeon, and they are all fake.

Even if the "classmates" sat in the examination room in a blank manner, Nan Zhou was alone.

Nan Zhou also respected her opinion and nodded, agreeing with her judgment on danger.

Immediately afterwards, he put forward his own thoughts: "But what if this is also part of role-playing?"

"In the dungeon, it is already a kind of relaxation to set the team members into a closer relationship. For example, Brother Fang and I are sexual partners, and Yinhang and you are my friends, so we stay in his dormitory. Reasonable."

"But if you do something that goes against your personality, I think it will accelerate the danger, and at worst it will affect the final score."

"Just like when we played the first dungeon, if we didn't complete Xiao Ming's daily tasks stipulated in the dungeon on time, it would be impossible to get the 500 points reward in the end."

Li Yinhang hesitated to speak: "..."

I understand the reason.

Why can you say the word "sexual partner" so frankly? ?

……

Nan Zhou still decided to take the exam.

Under Nanzhou's reminder, the three of them checked their respective itineraries for the day.

Li Yinhang has two compulsory courses in the morning, and two elective courses in the afternoon that can be skipped at any time.

She had the guts to plan to go there.

And Jiang Fang saw the schedule of foreign students from his mobile phone yesterday.

Their classes are relatively few, mainly lectures and group exchanges.

It just so happened that there was an academic lecture this morning.

He had considered whether to go to this matter yesterday.

Nan Zhou's speech convinced him.

The three acted separately, and agreed to meet in front of the Nan No. [-] canteen at noon.

Nan Zhou returned to the dormitory of "Nan Zhou" with Nan Jixing, who was happily eating half a banana.

The door of the dormitory was open, and the three roommates were eating breakfast. While eating, they were busy reading notes and complaining.

"I thought Lao Yuan wouldn't take the exam if he didn't come back."

"Who said no?"

"How many chapters are you short?"

"Don't talk about a few chapters, who has the notes to lend me a look?"

"Yesterday I borrowed Zhang Jun's copy, but I haven't had time to read it yet. I thought I had an exam in the afternoon, so I expected to read it in the morning..."

Nan Zhou pushed open the door silently like a cat, walked in, confirmed the position of his bed and desk openly, and then walked into the bathroom, judging which personal items belonged to him through the wetness of the toothbrush bristles and the surface of the towel.

In ordinary dormitories, the beds and tables are separated.

The beds are bunk beds, and the tables are lined up opposite the beds.

Nan Zhou sat at the table closest to the door.

He sat down at the table by himself, ready to rummage through his things.

When he opened the drawer, the back of his hand accidentally bumped into one of the roommate NPCs who was putting his arm on the side of the table and turning his back to him passionately flipping through the book.

"Oh, fuck me!" The man felt the touch, was startled suddenly, looked back, rubbed his chest and said in horror, "Nanzhou, you cat, you? Why are you walking so silently!"

Nan Zhou was about to reach out to get the things in the drawer, when he heard the words, he didn't feel hesitant.

He thought of the post Jiang Fang posted yesterday.

And Hu Li, who was forgotten by everyone, evaporated from everyone's hearts like a puff of green smoke.

Nan Zhou said while thinking: "I have already come in."

The man quickly lost his sense of disobedience, and asked eagerly, "Nanzhou, have you reviewed? If you want to review, I will sit next to you..."

Nan Zhou asked, "Which one are we going to take?"

Roommate A: "..."

Roommate B: "..."

Roommate C: "..."

Grass.

Roommate A broke down and shouted: "Ah, "History of Foreign Architecture"!"

Seeing Nan Zhou like this, they even began to worry for Nan Zhou with genuine emotion.

Nan Zhou gave a very indifferent "hmm" and picked out the thick architectural history textbook from the bookshelf.

In the next second, he didn't even turn the pages, lay down on his stomach, and closed his eyes with his pillow on the textbook.

Roommates: "..."

It's over, give up on yourself.

……

Nan Zhou, who handed in the papers ahead of time and came out of the examination room, looked at his watch.

10:[-].

At this time, Brother Fang was still listening to the lecture, and Yinhang was still in class.

The fourth east floor of Nanzhou Examination is adjacent to the fifth east floor.

He decided to go to the 403 activity room to take a look.

But before planning to set off, Nan Zhou braked the car in time.

He thought of Jiang Fang who was angry last night, so he took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang, announcing his itinerary.

"I'm going to 403."

Li Yinhang replied in seconds: "Wait for us."

Jiang Fang made a group.

In the group, Nanzhou didn't reply for a long time.

Li Yinhang became restless in the classroom, and asked Jiang Fang by typing, "Is he already gone alone?"

Jiang Fang: "No hurry, wait for him."

About 2 minutes later, Nanzhou's WeChat message came.

"Three people go, if something happens, none of them can escape; I'll go alone, leaving you two, it's safer."

Li Yinhang: "..." Okay, she was convinced.

She had to wait for Jiang Fang to come up with a reason to persuade Nan Zhou.

But Jiang Fang also seemed to be dumbfounded.

Another 5 minutes or so passed.

Jiang Fang finally sent two words: "Look up."

Li Yinhang studied these two words for a long time.

...she didn't understand.

She raised her head and looked around in a daze, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration——

At the same time, Nan Zhou, who was obediently sitting on the stairs of Building [-], raised his head as instructed.

I saw Jiang Fang standing in front of the sun with his hands in his pockets, just enough to prevent Nan Zhou from being pierced by the sun.

The sun cast a circle of golden light on his figure, and the natural silver hair on his shoulders seemed to be sprinkled with gold.

Jiang Fang exhaled lightly, breathed evenly, and pretended that he didn't come all the way just now.

He smiled and said to Nan Zhou: "Let's go."

……

On the other side, Li Yinhang, who was sitting in the classroom, clenched his phone sadly.

So what does Jiang Fang mean by deliberately pulling people?

Trick the dog into killing it?

When he was mourning, a faint voice suddenly came from Li Yinhang's ears:

"sand--"

Li Yinhang's face turned pale immediately, he clenched his palms tightly, and his breathing became short of breath.

When she went to the cafeteria to eat in the morning, she had heard this sound again.

At that time, Nanzhou asked her to go to class carefully, saying that she should choose a place with a lot of people to sit.

Li Yinhang didn't think much about it either.

After all, it gives people a sense of security during the day.

Now, that false feeling was shattered, revealing the creepy truth inside.

Li Yinhang didn't dare to look at the people next to him, and he didn't even dare to breathe too loudly.

Sharp numbness spread from her shoulders, down her back, all the way to her thighs.

Her imagination was at its peak right now.

She was afraid that the noise she made would be too loud, and when the people next to her turned their heads, she would see blank faces without facial features.

Trembling, Li Yinhang took out his mobile phone and wanted to tell Nanzhou and the others that he had heard it for the third time...

However, when she turned on the screen of her mobile phone, the group that originally kept the conversation between the three was blank.

The group name is still there.

But what caught my eyes was a sentence from someone who didn't know.

——"Are you looking for me?"

Li Yinhang didn't know how he quit the current chat box.

She moved her stiff fingers, and quickly selected the one-person chat with Nan Zhou, wanting to explain her experience to him.

——"Are you looking for me?"

No matter which dialog box she clicked on, all her contacts said the same sentence to her.

"Are you looking for me?"

"Are you looking for me?"

"Are you looking for me?"

……

Li Yinhang stood up abruptly: "Teacher!"

The associate professor who was giving a lecture turned around in surprise, and saw Li Yinhang, who looked ghostly and wobbly, as if he had suddenly suffered from hypoglycemia.

She squeezed out a voice like air from between her teeth: "Infirmary..."

The associate professor turned from doubts to concerns: "Do you want your classmates to accompany you?"

Li Yinhang hurriedly answered "No", grabbed his bag, and quickly ran out through the back door.

The moment he rushed out of the classroom, Li Yinhang aimed the cell phone that was as cold as a poisonous snake in his hand at a window that opened directly opposite the classroom door, and threw it straight down!

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