The soft lop-eared rabbit wants to OOC every day

How could this be?

On the way to school the next day, Xia Xia was still thinking about this question.

How could two people's handwriting be exactly the same?If it is said to be similar, but it is really the same, the size of the characters, the length of the strokes, and even the strength of the strokes are not the slightest difference.

It's eerie.

Xia Xia didn't sleep well all night. It was still dark when he went out, and he didn't even dare to see Ye Xu. Before he cleared his mind, he was afraid that he would show a strange expression when he saw Ye Xu.

The first to enter the classroom, Xia Xia sat on the seat and took a deep breath.

He turned his head to look at Jiang Shangyu's desk, and after a while, he stood up from the chair, squatted down, and turned around in Jiang Shangyu's desk furtively.

Turning over and over, there is nothing of value.

If that guy didn't want to pester him, he probably wouldn't bother to come to class. There are some unread textbooks in the table hole.

Putting back the piles of textbooks on the chair, Xia Xia, who was guilty of guilt, startled herself when she heard someone's voice. When she was about to stand up, her heel hit the chair leg, and she shrank in pain. He slipped his foot and tried to grab the table with his hand, but when he missed it, he leaned back and bumped into the leg of Xi Zhui's table with a "boom".

The desk was knocked and slid away, and a bunch of messy things fell out of the hole in Xi Zhui's desk, a love letter stuffed in by someone, an unfinished half box of chocolates...

Xia Xia gasped for air, sat on the ground and pressed his heels, reaching out to pick up things on the ground.A piece of paper floated out of the book. It was a line draft drawn with a black neutral pen. Although it was simple, it could be seen that it was Xia Xia's profile.

Xia Xia helped her forehead dumbfounded, reached out to pick it up, her eyes fell on the lower right corner, her pupils shrank.

This TM...

What the fuck is this?

Taking a deep breath, Xia Xia picked up the piece of paper with trembling hands, signed the words "Xi Zhui" in the lower right corner, and each stroke was like an axe, chisel, and knife. He stared at Jiang Shangyu's notes. One night, he couldn't recognize whose handwriting it was.

What is this...

what happened?

"What are you looking at?"

The fact beyond cognition made people feel uncontrollably horrified. At this time, the sudden voice above his head almost made Xia Xia scream and jump up. He opened his eyes and looked up suddenly.

Yan Pei was taken aback by his indescribable expression, and his voice was a little weak: "What, what's the matter..."

Ye Xu, Jiang Shangyu, Xi Zhui...

What about Yan Pei?

"I... I haven't finished my Chinese paper," Xia Xia stuffed the paper into the textbook casually, then put it into Xi Zhui's desk, stood up with a chair, "Your, can you borrow me to copy it? "

"...That's it?" Yan Pei twitched the corner of his mouth, and walked back muttering, "I f*ck thought something big happened, there are so many scenes..." Flipping through his schoolbag, he took out a paper Come on, Yan Pei came back and threw it on Xia Xia's desk, raised his chin arrogantly, "I can't finish my homework, you trash."

Different.

Yan Pei's words are different.

Not knowing whether to think "it's true" or "why it happened", Xia Xia picked up the paper and stuffed it into Yan Pei's arms: "...No, I made a mistake."

Yan Pei: "???" What the fuck are you kidding me?

Looking at the paper in his hand, and at Xia Xia who was distracted, Yan Pei sat on the front table, rolled up the paper, and tapped Xia Xia on the head: "Well, weekend——"

"Make money, no time, no appointment."

"..." Yan Pei's eyes widened, and he was silent for two seconds, before turning around and leaving.

Xia Xia buried her head in her arms and lay down on the table.

Will there be two people with the same handwriting in the world?

The answer is obviously no.

If Ye Xu and the others were NPCs, it was still possible, just like the NPC teacher who taught them, the writing on the blackboard was neatly written in No. [-] Song style, as if reading a textbook.

But they are not npc.

The brushwork and style can be similar, but they can never be the same. If it is a deliberate imitation, he is not a professional and cannot distinguish it. But between Ye Xu and the others, is there any need to imitate each other?

Rubbing her arm with goosebumps, Xia Xia slowly raised her head.

Suddenly, belatedly, he realized something.

This is not reality.

Although he is not keen on reading online novels, nor does he have any knowledge of "slicing", but he has played online games before, and he doesn't have many opportunities to play, so he is very good.But the more dishes I like, the more I like Jian Trumpet.

It is possible to play trumpets in the virtual world.

Although he didn't know how this was triggered.

After tapping the system in his mind, 9527's reply to this was very simple and rude: no comment.

Yes it is, no it is not.

Since he said "no comment", is his thinking actually correct?In fact, there is no other explanation, right?

So, Ye Xu, Jiang Shangyu, and Xi Zhui are actually just the trumpet of the same person?Maybe this person has other identities that he doesn't know yet?

Xia Xia looked at the natural lines on the log desk with dull eyes.

Then who does he like?

It wasn't until the end of a class that he figured out one thing.

He likes Ye Xu, no matter whose trumpet he is, no matter how many identities he has, the warmth that this person gives him is not fake to him.

Including Xi Zhui, he couldn't understand why he still fell in love with someone else when he liked someone, but if they were the same person, it could be explained.

There is also Jiang Shangyu, although turning his face is faster than turning a book, but whether he treats him gently or speaks ill to him, this alpha has been silently guarding him.

Speaking of which, these three people have one thing in common.

That is, no matter how the character is set up, in fact, it is very good to him.

Saying so...

If it's true that Xi Zhui likes him, then wouldn't Ye Xu...

When I came back to my senses, I realized that my thoughts had drifted farther and farther in a certain direction. Just out of the corner of my eye, I saw a person standing next to me, and Xia Xia suddenly raised her head.

The outdoor temperature is a bit low today, and Jiang Shangyu added a loose sweater jacket over his uniform, so there is no need to wear so much when entering the classroom.He was unzipping, his arms raised slightly, and when he took off his jacket, the uniform and the shirt inside slid up, revealing a bit of firm abs.

Xia Xia opened her eyes wide, her pupils trembled violently, and her cheeks were red to the pinnae of her ears.

Jiang Shangyu glanced at him as he put down his coat and sat down, and was startled.

……

Is this... taking the wrong medicine?When did you start to be crazy about him?

Kind of... how to say... flattered?