I had to make the protagonist love me [Quick Transmigration]

Seemingly seeing what Chi Xiaotian was thinking, the system screamed: "No, you didn't!"

It wasn't Chi Xiaotian who put it in.

Chi Xiaotian knew he didn't: "I know!"

He yelled louder than the system in his heart, "What do you want me to do, I yelled, is there a ghost!"

The system was silent for a while, trembling: "Then what are you going to do?"

Chi Xiaotian took out the fried chicken, the box was a little cold, he opened the plastic seal, picked up the fork and was about to stuff it into his mouth.

Phew, the wind blew the door shaft and creaked.

The microwave turned on by itself again.

Chi Xiaotian woke up after sleeping all afternoon, his hair was a little curly, flaxen, and the setting sun passed through the glass window, reflecting a light brown halo on the top of his hair.

His eyelashes were thick, his fair face looked soft, he pursed his lower lip slightly, and put the fried chicken on a plate and put it in the microwave.

The microwave was spinning slowly.

humming.

Chi Xiaotian didn't know that it would take a few minutes to heat it up, so he turned it casually, staring at the light in the microwave oven, staring blankly, as if in a daze: "What should I do? There is nothing to do."

He lowered his eyelashes, "Just pretend not to know."

The system screamed again: "It's so weird, you pretend you don't know? Are you big-hearted or stupid? Can your microwave oven turn on by itself?"

Chi Xiaotian was quite calm: "Chi Xiaotian doesn't believe in ghosts."

system:"!"

It retorted loudly, "The microwave oven has turned twice by itself, and each time it was turned on when he was about to eat. Does he still believe in ghosts?"

Chi Xiaotian: "He would rather believe it was a coincidence."

Before the system called.

Chi Xiaotian's voice was calm: "If there is a ghost, why wouldn't his lover come to him...how could he be reluctant to come to him."

If there are ghosts.

Chi Xiaotian's lover will not come back.If he doesn't come back, Chi Xiaotian feels that there are no ghosts in the world.

Ding.

Microwave ready.

Chi Xiaotian was thinking about something, and his mind was a little distracted. The system watched Chi Xiaotian reach out to the microwave oven: "Wait a minute!"

Chi Xiaotian felt that his hand was held by something cold, and his hand was stagnant in mid-air without touching the hot plate. The air seemed to be stagnant. He blinked again, but the air was still hot. Air, nothing.

Seeing Chi Xiaotian, the system stopped in time: "What are you thinking, you just heated it up, the plate is very hot."

Chi Xiaotian was sure that it was not an illusion just now, the cold fingertips, as if the chill of falling into an ice cellar, has not faded - something just shook his hand.

The living room and kitchen were all empty.

Only a few beams of light shone lazily, and an invisible thing held his hand.

Chi Xiaotian choked up: "Brother Tong."

System: "What's wrong?"

Chi Xiaotian: "He shook my hand!"

"What him?" The system reacted and yelled, "Don't tell me! I don't know, I don't know anything."

Chi Xiaotian knew that Yu Sui stopped him out of good intentions, maybe he should say thank you, but whenever he thought of Yu Sui, he would think of the photo the system showed him.

How tragic can be described.

Chi Xiaotian was very active in his heart, but his face just shook his head, his eyeballs were always a little foggy, and there was a lingering feeling in his brows and eyes as if he would fall and break at any time.

Oh, the fried chicken is delicious.

Is the sauce for the fried chicken Thousand Island sauce or salad dressing?

It's okay, he likes it all.

Chi Xiaotian waited for a while before serving the basin. It was still a little hot, but the temperature was acceptable.

After eating, I was stunned again, until 08:30 in the evening, Chi Xiaocai sat up. It is actually September, which is the hottest time of the year, but the weather has been weird recently.

When there is fog at night, the temperature will be very low and cold.

Chi Xiaotian went to get his coat as usual.

He put it on, lowered his head, and buttoned the buttons one by one with plain white fingers.

Maybe it's because of the lamp, the light shone on Chi Xiaotian's face, reflecting a warm orange-toned color, especially when he was still buttoning up one by one, his pair of eyes were dark, but his hair color was a bit light, which made him He looks very well behaved.

Yu Sui knew that he was not good.

He reminded him not to go out at night, there are ghosts eating people.

Chi Xiaotian remembered to bring the key this time, and he turned the doorknob.

Same as yesterday, it seems to be stuck.

Chi Xiaotian pursed his lips again.

He seemed to be angry, twisting the doorknob motionless, not knowing who he was competing with.

Yu Sui persisted for 1 minute last time, which would be earlier than the last defeat, he let go and stopped blocking.

The doorknob clicked.

Chi Xiaotian went out, and there was a small garden attached to the mansion. Although he didn't take care of it, he took a look at it and found that the small garden was lush with flowers and plants, and there would be many crickets chirping at night.

Usually this time is quite lively, but today there was no insect chirping in the small garden, it was so quiet and panicky.

Chi Xiaotian looked back, the small garden was shrouded in mist, it was pitch black, even the street lamps couldn't get in, it was completely pitch black.

There was a wind blowing over, and there was some coldness.

Chi Xiaotian was woken up by the blowing, he pulled down his collar, and ran again.

In the morning, Aunt Gao came to the shift half an hour earlier, and he should have left half an hour earlier. She feared that she just didn't want to socialize with others, and she didn't know how to reciprocate.

Warm light for happiness convenience store.

The glass doors and the counter are filled with light, a reassuring orange light.

Aunt Gao seemed to have forgotten yesterday's unhappiness and Chi Xiaotian's indifference, and greeted Chi Xiaotian with her fat hands and a warm smile: "Xiaochi."

Chi Xiaotian was panting from running.

He braced his knees, bowed his waist and gasped for breath, his fair face was a little red from the strenuous activity: "... Gao, Aunt Gao."

The young man's voice seemed to be a little hoarse because he didn't speak often, but it was very nice, like a thumping spring, and Aunt Gao was amused by her own thoughts: "You don't have to be in such a hurry, there is still a while before the transition .”

Chi Xiaotian just lost his composure for a while.

He stood up, even posing his hands neatly, and his voice was a little soft: "Yes." He glanced at Aunt Gao, and wanted to say that if you want to pick up your daughter, you can go now.

But staring at Aunt Gao, he avoided his eyes again... She can go if she wants to, so what she said is a bit of a nosy.

Chi Xiaotian regained his silence. He was beside the counter, his white chin was not much flesh, his long eyelashes were vainly drawn, and his baseball uniform covered his figure. He hung his head and looked silently. Some indifference.

Aunt Gao is also used to it.

She tidied up the container again, and left at midnight. The fat aunt got on her electric car and said, "Xiaochi."

Chi Xiaotian looked over.

Aunt Gao cheerfully said, "See you tomorrow."

The electric car drove into darkness again, the fog tonight was thicker than last night, and the taillights didn't seem to flicker, or they flickered, but were swallowed by the black fog.

Chi Xiaotian in the plot was eaten by a ghost tonight.

Chi Xiaotian played the news broadcast: "Brother Tong."

System: "I'm here."

Chi Xiaotian: "Will people be hurt when ghosts eat people?"

The system didn't know, it comforted Chi Xiaotian: "It shouldn't hurt too much."

Chi Xiaotian: "... Should?"

This system looks so unreliable.

The system is confident: "It's the first time I've downloaded a supernatural book, but I've heard people say that supernatural books can be brutal, with decapitated, three-headed and six-armed ones..."

Chi Xiaotian heard the voice: "Xing Tian and Nezha?"

The headless Xing Tian, ​​the three-headed and six-armed Nezha.

System: "No. I mean ghost."

A headless ghost, a ghost with three heads and six arms.

Chi Xiaotian was in a better mood: "You mean..."

There is an antique watch in the convenience store, and it will chime at twelve o'clock—"Gee."

With the sound of the twelve o'clock time chime, all the lights in the convenience store went out with a snap, and even the lights of the computer and monitor went out, and the fog seemed to invade the convenience store.

The moon was very clear, but Chi Xiaotian stretched out his hand but couldn't see his own. He took out his pocket to find his mobile phone, the cold was getting heavier and heavier, and he even felt a little wet behind him.

hum.

Chi Xiaotian found the mobile phone, and the small light illuminated the square inch. Chi Xiaotian could barely see his hands clearly, and there were many figures in front of the counter.

It was a very thin, skinny guest: "Hi, you are here..."

Is there a human skin for sale?

If you don't sell it, give me your skin.

Crap, before the customer could finish speaking, the convenience store turned back on.

The chill has subsided, the mist has been expelled, and the orange light is warm.

The light suddenly returned, and Chi Xiaotian rubbed his eyes uncomfortably. He is a little thin, but he is not short, and his hair color is a little light: "Huh?" He doesn't like talking to people, but he still tries his best to meet the guests' eyes ,"What do you need?"

The guests are not only thin.

It's still very thin, that's right, it's thin, the inverted triangular eyes are numb and fierce: "I want..." Human skin, before it can say those two words, a thin shadow suddenly appeared beside Chi Xiaotian.

A blood shadow entwined with black air.

It can be seen that it is a young man.

"You want..." Chi Xiaotian saw that the guest's face flushed suddenly, and his shoulders seemed to be raised by two centimeters, he exhaled, as if he had asthma, he paused, "Are you okay? "

Yu Sui is a fierce god.

He pinched the skin ghost's neck: "He asked you something."

The human skin ghost gasped: "It's, it's okay."

Chi Xiaotian: "..."

Really?Your eyeballs seem to be falling out. He wants to ask again, but he is still not used to communicating with people. He hasn’t talked to people for a long time, and his palms are slightly sweaty. He lowered his eyes nervously, "You need What?"

I need you to let this monster let go of my neck.

The skin ghost almost rolled its eyes, it trembled: "Smoke."

Chi Xiaotian looked at the counter: "What brand is it?"

Human Skin Ghost's tone was a bit fierce: "Whatever..." Its neck was pinched to the thickness of chopsticks, and its voice softened, "Whatever."

Chi Xiaotian just took the bag casually, and he scanned the QR code to quote: "Twenty."

He waited for a while, before the customer settled the bill, he raised his head slightly, looked at this strange customer, "Hello?"

The human skin ghost was stiff and did not move.

Yu Sui's voice was a bit sinister, he was also a ghost after all: "Pay money."

Human skin ghost: "..."

It's a ghost. Where did it get the money? Its voice was dry, "I don't have any money."

The small convenience store was quiet for a moment.

Chi Xiaotian: "..."

What a strange thing to buy without money. He looked at this customer, who was too thin, and suddenly remembered the manuscript "Human Skin Ghost" that Lingke asked for. He hesitated for a while, and summoned up his courage, "I need you to be a model. If you agree..."

His voice gradually faded away, and no one should be willing.

Skin ghost's voice was sharp: "I agree!"

If it doesn't agree, I'm afraid it won't even be a ghost.

Chi Xiaotian was a little surprised.

He raised his face and said shyly, "Thank you."

The skin ghost smiled stiffly: "You're welcome."

There will be no one in the convenience store.

Chi Xiaotian took the pencil and A4 paper, the young man was a little thin, his white fingers were soft, and when he put into work, his eyes were a little brighter than usual, as if they were glowing softly.

He propped his head up and carefully observed his model.

Yu Sui was looking at Chi Xiaotian, this orchid that was about to wither and wither seemed to be radiating some vitality, he thought, it would look much more pleasing to the eye.

Chi Xiaotian bowed his head to sketch.

Yu Sui walked behind Chi Xiaotian and watched quietly.

The ghost image is thin, but it seems to have some human outlines. He is tall, half of his face is still a skeleton, with fuzzy, indescribable red lines intertwined, and his breath is cold and ferocious.The human beings shrouded in his shadow are the complete opposite, flaxen curly hair, fair and soft face, delicate and fragile, they must be carefully cared for in order to live.

The fantasy picture is a little weird and warm.

Only human skin and ghosts are sitting on pins and needles.