How to survive in a world full of weird talk [Comprehensive fear]

In the dead of night, all sounds are silent.

In a certain dormitory where the lights have been turned off, voices can be heard.

A group of girls chattered around a small square table in a dark dormitory, holding flashlights.

The pale light of the flashlight illuminates the dark bedroom, vaguely bringing out a somewhat eerie atmosphere.

The girl who took the lead whispered: "Legend, in the ancient East, there is a game where you can invite ghosts..."

The two girls beside her shivered and looked at her expectantly.

"We can ask the invited ghost for anything we want to know," the girl continued, "However, we must respect the invited ghost, we cannot call it a ghost, we must call it a pen fairy..."

There is a piece of white paper and a pen on the small square table.

"Jacqueline," a girl said timidly, "then what shall we do..."

"But anyway, I don't believe that ghosts can be summoned." The girl called Jacqueline raised her eyebrows with disdain on her face: "Since you want to pursue excitement, then follow through to the end—"

"We're going to get the pen fairy tonight," she said, "and don't give it away. Let's see if something unfortunate happens."

The remaining two girls looked at each other, hesitated for a while, and Jacqueline urged them impatiently: "Hold out your hands, are you scared?"

"Since everyone is planning to play together," the girl on the left said quietly, "I..."

But their conversation was suddenly interrupted.

Someone lifted the bed curtain, poked his head out, pondered for a while, and said: "Actually, in the ancient East, besides the pen fairy, there is another game."

"And it's much more interesting than the Pen Fairy," the girl poking her head out looked like ice and snow, her blue eyes reflected the blood-stained female ghost behind Jacqueline, and calmly added: "It's called Doudizhu."

Sidelle got out of bed, explained the rules of Doudizhu to these little girls, and took out a box of poker from her desk: "How many do you want now?"

"...Sidelle!" Different from the expressions of the two little girls beside her eager to try "Fight the Landlord", Jacqueline on the opposite side of her blushed and glared at Sydelle angrily: "What do you mean?"

"Before I asked if I wanted to play games together at night, you said you didn't want to play." Jacqueline glared at her angrily, and became angry from embarrassment: "Now we are about to start playing games, but you come to meddle, Are you targeting me on purpose?"

Playing pen fairy was Jacqueline's suggestion. Seeing that the remaining two roommates were all attracted by that deck of poker, she was full of anger and grievance.

Sidelle stopped shuffling the cards and looked up at her lightly: "Then you didn't tell me that you were going to play a psychic game."

"You!" Jacqueline was angry and aggrieved. She said angrily to the two little girls beside her, "Which one do you choose, Pen Fairy or Sydel's card? There is her without me, and there is me without her!"

The two little girls looked at each other, but before they could say anything to ease the atmosphere, they heard a faint chuckle.

Sidelle put down the poker and picked up the blank paper. The numbers and letters used to summon the pen fairy were carefully written on the paper in neat fonts. It can be seen that the people who made the preparations put their heart into practice.

"Your pen fairy game... that's it?" She seemed unable to hold back, and snorted coldly, tilting her head and looking at Jacqueline with seemingly innocent eyes, "You can only think of this kind of boring and wasteful A game of time?"

"If you want to see a ghost, you don't need to trouble yourself so much." Sidelle smiled lightly, suddenly picked up the flashlight, lowered her head, her long golden hair fell in front of her face, and suddenly a woman with a pale complexion appeared in the dark bedroom .

Before Jacqueline could react, the pale-faced long-haired girl was already rushing towards her ferociously, accompanied by horrific wailing. She subconsciously widened her eyes in fright and leaned back.

However, nothing happened. Sidelle casually dropped the flashlight, returned to her normal appearance, and casually glanced at the terrified Jacqueline: "So you're scared?"

She giggled: "How dare you play psychic games with your guts? I'm afraid you will die suddenly in our dormitory."

Her answer was a loud slam of the door.

Jacqueline rushed to the toilet and locked the door behind her.

"Sydel..." Louise said timidly, "Jacqueline seems to be angry, what should we do..."

She is a timid and weak little girl, and she is inevitably at a loss in the face of this situation.

Another girl, Margo, also looked at Sidelle.

"It doesn't matter," Sidelle continued to shuffle the cards calmly. She looked at the red-clothed Wraith who was still squatting behind the vacant position, drooping her curly eyelashes, and calmly pushed the white paper for summoning the pen fairy to the place. Beside me: "If you don't want to play, go to sleep."

Of course, the cards were not played in the end, and the calm atmosphere in the dormitory had long been broken. Margo and Louise went to bed early, and Sidelle got up, put the white paper in her pocket, and walked slowly to the bathroom.

"Beep beep——" She knocked on the door politely and patiently, and when she knocked the third time, the door was opened with a bang.

The little girl standing behind the door has red eyes, and drops of water dotted her fair and tender face.

Jacqueline wiped off the drops of water from washing her face, then turned her head coldly.

— Jacqueline hated her.

Sydel always knew.

She even knew why this man hated her.

For a girl who is completely elite-educated, arrogant, and competitive, it must be uncomfortable to feel completely overwhelmed by others, whether it is exams or social interactions.

Although Sidelle didn't want to be the number one at all, and she didn't want to be challenged by Jacqueline with her self-righteous tone and eyes every time the exam rankings came out.

However, although she didn't want to be the number one, she really couldn't bear to make mistakes deliberately when she looked at the questions on the paper every time she took the exam.

"About the fact that the finale math problem is a chicken and a rabbit in the same cage".

This was a topic she had done countless times in elementary school in her previous life, and for Sidelle, the difficulty was equal to one plus one.

...So it is true that Huaxia is too introverted.

If it is said that in terms of grades, Sidelle can still understand that she has crushed these children who are only eleven or twelve years old with more than ten years of introversion experience, and her popularity in this American noble private school can be ranked first First, this is what really made her unbelievable.

In the list that was secretly circulated among the students and voted by unknown people, Sidel firmly occupied No.1 on the list of "Most Wanted to Be Friends".

Sidel could not understand, she was confused.

The only person she has an impression of the people in this school, except for the three roommates, is the school bully she met at the beginning of the school year.

He was a prickly boy with money and power in his family, and he had a domineering personality.

On the first day of school, Sidelle saw him bullying the little girl, and she couldn't hold it back. Her sarcasm made the school bully's younger brother feel ashamed and apologize automatically.

The school bully felt that he couldn't hold back his face, so he invited Sydelle to solo.

The school bully is a boy, and the school bully is a repeater, stronger than males of the same age.

Yet he had never hit Sidelle.

So 10 minutes later, Sidelle pushed the man to the ground, pointed at the water in the toilet, and asked him with a smile, "Do you see what this is?"

The little boy nodded in fear, and his youthful voice contained a bit of crying: "Look, I saw it."

Sidelle smiled and said: "Very good, your head will appear inside in the next moment, you know?"

The school bully finally cried in fright.

Of course, Sidelle didn't really push his head into the toilet. She still wanted to have a safe junior high school life, and it wouldn't be good for her to make too much trouble.

The problem is that after leaving the bathroom, the school bully seemed to have changed into a loyal fan of Sidelle, although he himself firmly refused to admit it.

The school bully Pansy who used to say "Girls are boring, even if I die and jump from here, I won't play with girls"?Classmate George began to court Sidelle on a daily basis, but——

After he shyly put a confession letter on Sidelle's desk and was discovered by Sidelle, she just pinched the letter blankly and asked in doubt: "Who is this person?"

After being told who this person was by her roommate Louise, the girl who was bullied by the school bully Pan Xi at the beginning of school, Sidel was shocked: "... so it was him that I hit at the beginning?"

"Then he wrote me a confession letter... Is he sick?"

Like Stockholm Syndrome.

as well as.

Sidelle squeezed the letter paper, was silent for a while, and finally said euphemistically: "He may... not have a clear understanding of himself."

After these words were spread, the boy's heart of the school bully was completely hurt.

However, to Sydelle's surprise, since then, not only did the school bully continue to cling to her, but those boys seemed to think she was cool, and rushed to play with her one by one.

...and yet she's really not interested in having kids.

In order to get rid of this inexplicable embarrassment, she can only work harder and harder to maintain her aloof image.

So now this happens -

Even the girls in the dormitory think that Sidelle is a high-altitude flower who disdains making friends.

For example, Jacqueline, she even insisted that Sidelle looked down on them and was unwilling to be friends with them.

Sidelle didn't think about explaining, after all, she really didn't think about getting intimate with others in school.

only--

Sidelle turned on the faucet, and from the corner of her eye, she saw Jacqueline beside her was still washing her face with water, probably to cover up her red and swollen eyes.

She lowered her head and lowered her eyelashes, and said in a flat tone: "Jacqueline, I didn't target you, I just don't want to have dinner tomorrow."

Jacqueline was taken aback: "Sidelle, you, what do you mean?"

Then she saw Sidelle tilting her head lazily and showing her a mysterious smile: "Didn't you see it?"

"It's right behind you," Sidelle said in a cool voice, with a loose smile in her eyes, like ice-blue shattered glass spreading across the snow, fine and fierce. "Didn't you see that? That woman in red with blood on her face is standing right behind you."