Chapter 122

Will die a miserable death?

"Could it be that Zhou Yunyun is an evil spirit?"

Lin Shu You touched his own eyes, wondering if she had become so powerful that even when she got close to me, my vertical pupils couldn't perceive it?

Lu Yi nodded, deeply agreeing:

"Beautiful and gentle girls are devils; they can hook your soul away, leaving you lying alone on your dormitory bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep at night."

"Runsheng, time to move cargo!"

Yin Meng's voice came from the basement stairwell.

"Coming."

Runsheng walked over while rolling up his sleeves.

Because of Lu Yi, the shop had recently stocked many new items, making students from other living areas willing to walk a bit further just to come here to buy things. Business had improved a lot, so the frequency of restocking had also increased.

"Here, A-You, an envelope." Lu Yi placed a stack of pink envelopes on the counter. "This style is very trendy right now, it's selling well."

Lin Shu You reached out to touch the envelope, then pushed it back: "Forget it, I'd better not."

Hearing this, Lu Yi shrugged: "Youth, just don't leave behind any regrets."

"I feel that if I accept this envelope, my life might just stop at youth."

He had fought Runsheng twice, and the feeling Runsheng gave him was that he was ruthless and didn't talk much.

If the other party could bluntly give a warning, then it was best for him to listen and not do it.

Bidding farewell to Lu Yi, Lin Shu You walked out of the shop. Just as he stepped down the stairs, he saw Zhou Yunyun standing under the bulletin board outside the dormitory building ahead.

Zhou Yunyun was wearing a yellow floral dress, her hair draped over her shoulders, looking toward the dormitory entrance from time to time.

She wasn't the kind of girl who was stunningly beautiful at first glance, and it couldn't be called breathtaking, but she had a gentle and fresh temperament that easily made people feel favorably toward her.

Lin Shu You looked at her carefully, but his vertical pupils still had no reaction.

"Classmate Lin Shu You."

Zhou Yunyun noticed Lin Shu You. There was no helping it; when someone stares at you so directly, it's hard not to notice.

Since the girl took the initiative to smile and greet him, Lin Shu You felt a bit flustered:

"Classmate Zhou Yunyun, are you here to find me?"

"Could I please ask you for a favor?"

"Sure, sure, go ahead, what favor?"

"Could you please go into the dormitory and call your class monitor down?"

"Call my big brother?"

"Yes, we are both from Nantong, and we were high school classmates."

"High school classmates?"

No matter how dense Lin Shu You was, he understood what it likely meant for a girl to come to a boys' dormitory building in a university to actively seek out her male high school classmate.

During the previous mixer, when Zhou Yunyun came to ask about his class monitor, he had foolishly thought she was just politely inquiring about their class monitor because she was a class monitor herself.

"Yes, I just entrusted one of your male classmates to go call him, but I haven't seen anyone come down yet."

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll go call my big brother down."

Lin Shu You walked quickly into the dormitory, Runsheng's words echoing in his ears: If you write it, you will die a miserable death.

Runsheng is a good person.

Running up to the third floor, he arrived at Brother Bin's dormitory door. The door was half-ajar. Pushing it open, he saw a male classmate from his class spinning in circles on the spot.

Lin Shu You activated his vertical pupils and stepped inside.

"Creak..."

The wooden stool holding the bronze mirror emitted a harsh friction sound.

Tan Wenbin, lying on the bed, immediately opened his eyes. As he jumped off the bed, he reached out to pull out the Yellow River Shovel stowed at the head of the bed.

Taking a closer look, he discovered it was Lin Shu You crashing the formation.

"Are you crazy!"

Seeing that Brother Bin had woken up, Lin Shu You immediately retracted his vertical pupils.

"Brother Bin..."

Once his vertical pupils were retracted, he followed the previous male classmate and began the two-person spin.

Tan Wenbin sighed and flipped the bronze mirror over.

The two finished their performance.

The male classmate spoke up:

"Monitor, there's a girl asking for you to go up, her name is Zhou Yunyun."

"Alright, the monitor knows, thanks for your hard work." Lin Shu You patted the other person's shoulder. "Go rest, you're very tired."

After pushing the classmate out of the dormitory door, Lin Shu You said: "Brother Bin, your high school classmate Zhou Yunyun is calling you down from the dormitory building to meet."

"Why did she come?"

"We had a mixer with the Audit class today, and she is the monitor of the class opposite us. She even specifically asked about you at the mixer, only Brother Bin, you didn't go."

Tan Wenbin picked up his washbasin and went to the sink to brush his teeth and wash his face. When he returned to the dormitory to get his wallet and was ready to leave, Lin Shu You asked:

"Brother Bin, aren't you going to change your clothes? The set you're wearing is all wrinkled from sleeping."

"No need."

"Then at least you should wash your hair, right?"

"Where did that rule come from?"

"Before attending the mixer today, basically all the boys in the class changed their clothes, and everyone got up early to wash their hair."

"That's why they're called little boys."

Tan Wenbin pointed to the dormitory floor: "You help me clean up, clean it carefully. You can secretly flip through the books on my desk, but don't touch Brother Xiaoyuan's desk, understand?"

"Understood."

Lin Shu You was so excited his body stiffened.

Tan Wenbin went downstairs and ran out of the dormitory. From far away, he waved and shouted at Zhou Yunyun, who was standing outside the dormitory courtyard gate:

"Long time no see, my great monitor!"

Although youth is flamboyant, students are reserved.

His action attracted the gazes of many nearby students.

Zhou Yunyun looked at the boy running toward her, a smile appearing on her face, and she waved back at him as well.

She had long been accustomed to this kind of flamboyance from boys, especially when he was serving as the Left Protector.

"Yo, as expected of someone in university, you've learned how to dress up, very handsome."

"Thank you."

"Have you eaten?"

"I ate quite a few snacks at the mixer, I'm not hungry now."

"I just woke up and I'm hungry. Come, do me the honor of accompanying me for a meal."

"Okay."

Tan Wenbin and Zhou Yunyun walked side by side on the campus path.

"Why didn't you come to the mixer today?"

"I stayed up late reading last night and was exhausted, so I was catching up on sleep in the dorm." Tan Wenbin yawned again and rubbed his eyes. "Mainly, I didn't know you were coming, otherwise I would have gone to the venue to sleep."

"Are your freshman courses that tough?"

"Not really, just consider it as me taking an extra major."

"How does it feel, after starting university?"

"Much more exciting than looking at peach trees back home, quite fulfilling."

"That's great."

"How about you?"

"I'm quite leisurely. I feel that studying and life are much easier than in high school."

"Eh?"

Just as they were chatting, Tan Wenbin saw Brother Xiaoyuan walking over from the opposite side with his schoolbag on his back.

"Classmate Li Zhuiyuan!"

Zhou Yunyun waved enthusiastically.

Although the young man didn't spend much time at school during his entire senior year, he was a total school celebrity. Most importantly, if a top scorer in the college entrance exam came out of your class, it would inevitably be mentioned repeatedly among your classmates and friends in the future.

Li Zhuiyuan walked over and nodded to Zhou Yunyun:

"Monitor, hello."

Zhou Yunyun: "Classmate Li Zhuiyuan..."

Tan Wenbin: "Calling him that is too distant."

Zhou Yunyun: "Then call him Zhuiyuan?"

Tan Wenbin: "Just call him 'Brother'."

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Tan Wenbin and said: "Are you two going to eat?"

Tan Wenbin: "Yeah, Old Sichuan."

Zhou Yunyun invited: "Zhuiyuan, shall we three old classmates go together?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "I've already eaten, you two go ahead."

After saying this, Li Zhuiyuan walked away.

"Is Old Sichuan a Sichuan restaurant?"

"Yeah, it's our dining base; we usually go there to eat."

There were many customers at noon, but it hadn't reached the point of being packed. Tan Wenbin requested a private room on the second floor, ordered a grilled fish and a few side dishes, and chatted and laughed with Zhou Yunyun while they ate.

After finishing the meal, the two walked out of the restaurant and began to stroll to aid digestion.

The sky had turned a bit overcast, and the wind had picked up. It was unclear if it would rain later.

Passing by a small shop, Tan Wenbin bought a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

When he pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth to light it, due to the wind, he couldn't get it lit several times. Zhou Yunyun specifically moved to a different position to block the wind for him.

Tan Wenbin was stunned for a moment, then silently lit the cigarette.

The two walked slowly along the university wall from the North Gate to the South Gate.

The sky remained overcast, and the rain was on the verge of falling.

"There's a dance party at our school in a while, are you coming to attend?"

"Probably can't make it, no time."

"Are you going home for National Day?"

"Don't know, depends on whether Xiaoyuan is going back."

"Did I disturb you by coming today?"

"No, I'm very happy to see you, really." Tan Wenbin took a sticky note out of his wallet with the shop's phone number written on it and handed it to Zhou Yunyun. "If there's anything you need help with, just call this number and say you're looking for me. My pager number is on it too."

Zhou Yunyun also took out a piece of paper and handed it over: "This is the phone number for our dormitory building."

"Mm." Tan Wenbin took the paper and put it into his wallet.

"The bus is here, I'm leaving, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Tan Wenbin lit another cigarette, watching her get on the bus and watching the bus drive away.

A chill on his forehead, the rain began to fall.

Tan Wenbin exhaled a smoke ring, somewhat unable to laugh or cry: "Damn it, do you have to be so fitting to the occasion?"

He wasn't a fool; of course, he understood the girl's meaning.

But he couldn't take that step, because he didn't know when he might die.

Just as he walked into the campus, Tan Wenbin saw Yin Meng and Zheng Jiayi walking toward him, chatting and laughing.

Zheng Jiayi didn't see him, but Yin Meng noticed him, and the two nodded to each other.

It looked like they were planning to go shopping together.

Tan Wenbin suddenly remembered Brother Xiaoyuan's instruction that he had to observe Fan Shulin's changes.

It's just, how is one supposed to observe this change?

Should he go somewhere and pick up a severely injured person to send over?

Returning to the dormitory building, when passing the dormitory manager's office, the auntie called out to him: "Binbin."

"Hey."

"Come, auntie fried some cakes, have a taste."

"Alright."

Tan Wenbin walked into the office, took the chopsticks, picked up a piece of fried cake, and started eating. It was sweet, sticky, and delicious; the taste was very good.

"I saw that girl who came to find you today; she's very poised and generous, a good girl."

"Ah, oh." Tan Wenbin nodded.

"Are you seeing anyone?"

"Auntie Zhou, I'm not considering that right now. You know, my parents just divorced, and I'm a bit afraid of relationship matters."

"Sigh, that's true. But as someone who has also been divorced, auntie still has to nag you: your parents are your parents, and you are yourself. Finding a suitable partner early, spending time together to smooth out differences, is always good."

"Mm, I know, Auntie Zhou. I'll go up to read now."

Tan Wenbin stood up, and just as he was about to walk out of the office, he saw a man's figure appear at the dormitory manager's office window: Tan Yunlong.

"Hiss..."

Tan Wenbin only felt a toothache. How come every time he gossiped about his own father, he could run into trouble? It was simply more accurate than A-You performing a trance.

Tan Yunlong walked to the corner of the stairs, and Tan Wenbin followed obediently.

"Zhou Yunyun?"

"Ah?" Tan Wenbin widened his eyes. "Dad, are you tailing and investigating your son?"

"I'm on holiday today, I came at noon. When I was almost at your dormitory building, I saw you and that girl standing together. It's Zhou Yunyun, right?"

"Mm, it's her."

"Are you two seeing each other?"

"No, today was a Nantong fellow-townsmen gathering."

"How many fellow-townsmen?"

"Me, Zhou Yunyun, and A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H..."

"Can you be serious for once?"

"Dad, why don't you and Mom try a bit harder and have another one."

"Your mom and I are both civil servants."

"That's a small problem. I'll go get myself a certificate of mental instability, that way you two can have a second child."

"Let's go, come with me to the bus station."

"To pick up a prisoner?"

"To pick up your mom."

"Mom is here?"

"Mm, she's here to collect the divorce certificate you issued us."

"Then wait a moment, I'll go up and tell my Brother Xiaoyuan."

Tan Wenbin went upstairs and pushed open the dormitory door.

Whoa,

The entire dormitory was bright and clean, so clean that Tan Wenbin couldn't help but suspect if Lin Shu You had invited the Bai He Master Master Tongzi to clean up.

However, Lin Shu You was a bit embarrassed now. He was sitting by his desk with a pen in his hand, and a large sheet of white paper was placed in front of him, with some questions seemingly written on it.

His forehead was flushed red, and his hand holding the pen was covered in sweat.

This appearance was exactly like himself before he met Brother Xiaoyuan, being called to the blackboard by a teacher to solve problems.

"Where's Brother Xiaoyuan?"

"He went out."

"Where did he go?"

At this moment, Li Zhuiyuan returned carrying a basin. He had just gone to wash clothes, and Tan Wenbin came over to help hang them out to dry.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Finished eating?"

"Mm, took a walk after the meal, now she's back at school."

"Oh." Li Zhuiyuan only asked politely; he didn't have much interest in prying into other people's emotional lives.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, my mom is in Jin Ling. Later, my dad and I are going to the bus station to pick her up."

"Give my regards to your mom."

"Alright, then I'll be going first." Tan Wenbin shook his hands, ignored Lin Shu You's pleading gaze, and walked out of the dormitory.

Li Zhuiyuan held a dry towel in his hand, wiping his hands while walking toward Lin Shu You.

He was preparing to start scheduling shifts for the Bai He Master Master Tongzi.

At the same time, he was also taking the opportunity to help Binbin test the operational logic of the new Ghost Control Art.

Therefore, he gave Lin Shu You a few questions: two regarding his understanding of the Soul-Gathering Formation he had given him last time, and two regarding his cognition of trance and extension in the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra".

Four questions, and Lin Shu You hadn't written a single word yet.

Lin Shu You had originally thought Brother Xiaoyuan would call him stupid.

As it turned out, Brother Xiaoyuan didn't say anything. After hanging up the towel, he sat back at his own desk.

Lin Shu You swallowed his saliva: Is he even too lazy to call me stupid now?

Li Zhuiyuan opened the "Zhuiyuan Secret Scroll", preparing to write down the events of this big fish.

In this event, there was both the verification of the patterns discovered in the last event and new insights gained.

However, the young man was already starting to worry: having taken advantage of the first-mover advantage twice in a row, would the question-setter go in the opposite direction next time?

From a normal perspective, the Heavenly Dao should be borrowing his hands to eliminate those dead-spirit evil ghosts and return stability and peace to the world.

But from an abnormal perspective, once he reached a certain level, would he also be considered a factor that disrupts stability and peace?

The fate of a white glove is often not very good.

This topic of speculation seemed a bit too big, and thinking about this at this time seemed a bit inappropriate, worrying about the sky falling too early.

However, when Li Zhuiyuan put himself in the shoes of the question-setter, he would create some difficulties or accidents to let the white glove in his hand break a few holes first. This way, it wouldn't affect its continued help in cleaning up trash for him, while also reducing the difficulty of wanting to take it off and destroy it in the future.

After finishing writing about this event, Li Zhuiyuan wrote emphatically on the next page:

Cannot lower one's guard because of the smoothness of the first two times.

He planned to write the summary and induction after the event in two days. Anyway, he had just passed the second wave; theoretically speaking, there was still a long period of calm.

Of course, if the river gave him another opportunity to discover something in advance, he wouldn't refuse.

Closing the "Zhuiyuan Secret Scroll", it was already dark.

Li Zhuiyuan rubbed his wrists, got up from the desk, and began to stand in a horse stance while practicing breathing.

The kind of martial arts novels where a warm current flows through the whole body and then gathers in the dantian, followed by the completion of a divine art... indeed, some people can do it.

But just like how he could pass the provincial top scorer exam at ten, treating extreme special cases as general cases is both naive and stupid. In terms of practicing martial arts, there was a big gap between him and Runsheng, but he could try his best to shorten the distance by relying on his deep understanding of the "Qin Family Dragon-Watching Method".

After a year of insisting on basic breathing exercises, he could feel the changes in his body. There was a feeling of solidly laying the foundation, just waiting for his age to arrive, the foundation to be completed, and then building a house and a high-rise on top would be an extremely simple matter.

Lin Shu You watched Brother Xiaoyuan stand in a horse stance, and he really wanted to throw away the fountain pen in his hand and join in to practice martial arts.

It's truly agonizing.

Four questions tortured him from noon until dark. During this time, except for drinking a cup of water from Brother Bin's desk, he hadn't eaten anything else.

At this moment, his stomach was already growling with hunger, but he still had to hold his breath and pull in his stomach so as not to disturb Brother Xiaoyuan from writing and practicing.

Brother Xiaoyuan certainly wouldn't be this harsh, but looking at the blank question paper in front of him, he himself felt embarrassed to keep thinking about eating when he couldn't write anything.

Li Zhuiyuan finished practicing and exhaled a long, slow breath.

Looking at Lin Shu You again, he found that his face had turned pale and his lips were trembling.

However, although the answer sheet was still blank, the draft paper was filled with words. He had ideas and was thinking, but he couldn't formally put them on paper.

Regarding this, Li Zhuiyuan didn't feel anything strange. Letting Lin Shu You write these was no different from letting Zhang Fei do embroidery.

Relatively speaking, he preferred straightforward fighting, trance and spirit-descending; it was either you die or I die.

Original text is being read!

"Leave the questions here for now, think about them again when you sleep tonight. Tomorrow is the weekend, come over in the morning and continue sitting here to solve them."

"Ah?" Lin Shu You was startled, then immediately changed his tone. "Okay, understood!"

The process was incomparably painful, but if his master and grandfather back home knew that he had refused this teaching because he was afraid of studying, then he could forget about the main seat when going home for the New Year; he would probably have to share a table with the family's watchdog.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, what do you want to eat, I'll go help you bring it back?"

"No need, I'll go to the shop to eat. You solve your own, remember to lock the door."

After Li Zhuiyuan left the dormitory, Lin Shu You finally collapsed, sitting dejectedly on the chair.

Brother Bin is worthy of being Brother Bin, having stayed by Brother Xiaoyuan's side for so long, how exactly did he endure it?

In the shop.

Runsheng made a pot of stir-fried arrowhead with meat, a pot of stir-fried tea-dried leeks, and a pot of seaweed and egg drop soup.

After Li Zhuiyuan arrived, Runsheng first used a bowl to serve the dishes and soup, and then he himself lit incense in the pot.

The two sat at the table and began to eat dinner.

"Where's Mengmeng?"

"She went out shopping with Zheng Jiayi this afternoon."

"Mm, Brother Runsheng, you can also go out to play and find some hobbies."

"I feel that helping out in the shop is quite fun."

In the past, he would have itchy hands because he couldn't find dead spirits to fish up. Now, after Xiaoyuan goes river-walking, he can satisfy his craving regularly. On ordinary days, he can live a peaceful life.

Li Zhuiyuan finished eating and put down his chopsticks.

Runsheng asked: "How's the taste?"

"A bit salty."

"I'll put less next time."

"No need, just follow your own heavy taste. Next time, help me serve the soup before you add salt."

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the tonic that had already cooled to a warm temperature and brought it to Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei's nose twitched, it opened its eyes, stretched, and its dog posture was extremely lazy.

Then it flipped over, walked to the dog bowl, and began to eat the tonic.

It really treated the tonic as a meal. As for other food, even meat, it didn't have much interest. Even if a pot of meat was placed in front of it, it would only occasionally take a piece as a snack to taste it.

Li Zhuiyuan reached out to touch its head and pinched its dog leg.

"Why does it feel like Xiao Hei is still growing?"

"Mm." Runsheng took a bite of incense. "It is indeed still growing."

"This dog cage is going to be too small again, need to order another one."

"No need, it can just sleep with me."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded and didn't say anything more. Even if Xiao Hei wasn't locked in a cage, it was too lazy to run out. Since it was young, it hadn't been interested in the outside world, only liking to eat until full and sleep, sleep until awake and eat. At a young age, it had already seen through dog life.

Most importantly, even if this guy didn't exercise, its skeletal development was very good. If it stood up now, it would have a temperament similar to a Tibetan Mastiff.

Li Zhuiyuan patted its head:

"When I have time, I'll take you out for a walk."

Xiao Hei, who was eating the tonic, snorted, seemingly not interested in this suggestion at all.

"Xiaoyuan, the school is going to have a holiday for National Day, right?"

"Mm, there will be."

"Are you going back to Nantong?"

"Yes."

"Hehe, I miss my grandfather."

Li Zhuiyuan continued to touch the dog while a smile also appeared on his face:

"I also miss my great-grandfather."

"Where did you get these books?"

The old gentleman held a magnifying glass and checked carefully.

Yin Meng said: "Inherited from the family."

The old gentleman asked: "Where is your family from?"

"Rongcheng."

"Did your ancestors serve as Daoist priests?"

"Mm."

"These books have a rotten smell, they've seen new light, and have been exposed to air. They were clearly just dug out from some place that never sees the sun. Did you go tomb raiding?"

"Who goes tomb raiding to dig for books?"

The old gentleman shook his head: "You don't understand this. Only those stupid tomb robbers with no eye for value like to go into tombs to take gold and silver jewelry. In reality, things with words or paintings like this have the highest value."

"Make an offer quickly."

"For these things, have the tails been cleaned up?"

"Won't cause you any trouble."

"Alright, this amount, how about it?" The old gentleman wrote down the amount on the paper in front of him.

"Okay."

"Do you have any more books like this? You can bring them all to me, I'll continue to collect them."

"None left."

These were the ones Xiaoyuan didn't look down on, so she took them out to sell.

As for the books Xiaoyuan read, Yin Meng knew they were priceless treasures.

"Wait a moment, I'll go get the money for you."

The old gentleman went into the inner room and came out after a while, carrying a plastic bag. After handing it to Yin Meng, he said: "Count it."

Yin Meng put the bag on the table and took it out stack by stack to count.

The old gentleman drank tea by himself.

"Alright, not more, not less, exactly right." Yin Meng picked up the bag. She could go buy a car... no, she had to go get her driver's license first.

Just as Yin Meng was about to walk out, the old gentleman called her back again: "Young lady, wait a bit longer."

"What else do you want?"

"Can you leave a contact method?"

"No."

"Is the young lady's ancestor really a Daoist priest?"

"You could say that."

"I recently bought a new house, I wonder if the young lady could come and help me take a look?"

"No."

"For the red envelope, the young lady can name a price."

"I have enough money, goodbye."

Yin Meng left with the money.

Just after she left, a bald man walked out of the inner room.

"Boss, do you want me to go and check her background?"

The old gentleman waved his hand: "Forget it, don't cause trouble."

"Isn't she just a tomb robber? Where could there be any trouble?"

"The items were indeed newly unearthed, but that girl's brow is square and she carries a heroic spirit; she is definitely not a tomb robber."

"Then she's helping to fence stolen goods."

"Look at my teacup."

The bald man looked down and found the tea in the cup was clear and bright, with nothing unusual.

"What's wrong?"

The old gentleman extended his thumb, dipped it in some saliva in his mouth, and then dipped his fingertip into the cup. In an instant, the water in the cup turned black.

"This, was it poisoned?"

The old gentleman shook his head and gently shook the teacup again; the black color faded away.

"Not poisoned, this is a warning she specifically left for me. Of course, if you continue to be endless, then it won't be just a warning anymore."

The old gentleman held the teacup, examined it carefully, and then smiled again:

"Compared to the books collected tonight, this set of skills is even more interesting to me. I've only seen it in my master's diary; there is a type of Jianghu person who likes to use this style of conduct."

"Then..."

"Then what, didn't you see I've already admitted defeat? Open the door to do business, let's have a long-term relationship."

Yin Meng walked out of the alley and arrived outside. Zheng Jiayi ran over carrying large and small bags and asked: "How was it Mengmeng, did you sell them all?"

"Mm."

"Wow, so much money, you hurry up and put it away, don't let it show. Right, let's hurry up and leave, quickly."

Zheng Jiayi pulled Yin Meng to the roadside. Seeing people come out, Wu Pangzi immediately started the car.

After the two girls got in the car, Wu Pangzi stepped on the gas, checking the situation behind through the rearview mirror while driving.

Zheng Jiayi was the same, kneeling on the back seat and observing through the rear window.

The two's vigilant appearance was like they were filming a spy war drama.

The car drove to the school gate. Wu Pangzi opened the window and greeted the security guard. The school gate opened, and Wu Pangzi drove the car in, not stopping until it was in front of the shop.

Even for such a short distance, Zheng Jiayi still accompanied Yin Meng to get out of the car and escorted her into the shop.

Only after seeing Runsheng did Zheng Jiayi pat her chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

Then, she went to the shelf to get two bottles of soda and walked to the counter to pay.

Yin Meng said with a smile: "Take them."

"I already owe you a lot, I can't keep owing you, Mengmeng."

Yin Meng: "If you keep saying you owe me, the relationship won't last long."

Zheng Jiayi walked up with a smile and kissed Yin Meng on the face: "Mengmeng, you're so good. Right, right, Mengmeng, if you're not in a hurry to buy a car, remember to put the money in the bank first."

"Mm, I will."

Zheng Jiayi left very happily.

Yin Meng wiped her face with the back of her hand and said to Runsheng: "She doesn't seem to have changed."

Runsheng: "You and she have already become close."

"That's true." Yin Meng nodded. "Then I'll secretly follow and observe her these few days to see if her attitude toward others in her daily life has changed."

"Won't it be too much trouble?"

"Not trouble, this is a task Brother Xiaoyuan assigned to me."

"When Xiaoyuan comes here to eat tonight, when he asks about you, he also calls you 'Mengmeng'."

Yin Meng laughed out loud, pointing at Runsheng and saying:

"You know how to make me happy."

"Monitor, these are yours. One is from this school, one is from Haihe University."

In the dormitory, a girl delivered two love letters to Zhou Yunyun's desk. Zhou Yunyun didn't even look at them and put them into the drawer.

"Sigh." A girl sitting on the edge of the bed painting her nails sighed, "Yunyun, it's really the case of the parched dying of thirst and the flooded drowning."

The girl on the opposite bunk pointed at her and laughed: "What kind of wild words are you saying!"

"I'm stating a fact. Look at how popular our Yunyun is; since the start of school, how many love letters has she received?"

"That's true. But, Yunyun, why did you think of organizing us to go to Haihe University for a mixer? I heard from people in other classes that it was your suggestion."

Zhou Yunyun said: "Isn't it because you guys are shouting every day in the dorm about wanting to find a Prince Charming? I'm helping you cast a net."

The girl blew on the spot she had just painted: "Speaking of which, Yunyun, are you not planning to date, or do you already have someone in your heart?"

"Don't want to consider these for now, studies are paramount."

"Eh~~"

"Hey~~"

Several girls in the dorm made a long sound together, clearly not believing it.

Zhou Yunyun smiled and put her clothes into the basin, asking: "Do you guys have dirty clothes? I'll help you wash them while I'm at it."

"Love you, Yunyun. If I were a man, I'd definitely marry you and cherish you."

Zhou Yunyun picked up the basin, put the laundry soap in, walked out of the dormitory, and arrived at the sink.

The lightbulb by the sink seemed to be broken and wouldn't light up, but the light from the corridor was barely enough; she just wouldn't go into the deep part.

Turning on the faucet and letting the water run, her thoughts began to drift gradually, drifting into the high school classroom window, drifting toward the podium, and landing on the left side.

Sometimes, feelings are just so inexplicable; even the person herself doesn't know when this jar of wine was aged.

She remembered his initial prickliness and flamboyance, daring to fight in school, daring to talk back to teachers, and daring to draw a Doraemon on the blackboard while scratching his head when called to solve problems.

Later, he suddenly became steady and started studying very hard, his grades rising from the bottom of the class to the top few.

The story of a prodigal son returning has always had great attraction.

She never regretted confessing to him before the college entrance exam; even without a result, she still felt comforted.

She thought she had let go, agreeing with the sentence she saw in a book: The best youth should be placed completely in a photo frame.

In fact, until she saw him today, she didn't have that kind of clear thought.

But after seeing him, and the sense of distance he showed again, she felt fascinated once more, because he seemed to have changed again.

Actually, for Tan Wenbin, this was also something that couldn't be helped.

In high school, when his peers were still burying their heads in hard study, he had already started fishing up dead spirits.

When university classmates were busy pursuing the meaning of youth, he had already frequently come into contact with life and death. Moreover, a while ago, he had personally used a stone to smash a person to death, and even wiped out a nest of evil spirits by himself.

The weight of life stems from width rather than length. Those in university who can earn money early through their own abilities and achieve economic independence feel like they are looking at "children" when they look at their classmates, let alone Tan Wenbin right now.

It's just that it's hard for others to notice this, but who told Zhou Yunyun to always like reading him carefully.

When you watch him from a flamboyant teenager to steady and then to a mature "uncle", you naturally want to walk into him.

Even if you know there's no result, even if the other party shows a sense of distance again, you still can't control yourself.

This is very stupid, but it also makes people addicted.

The water was ready, and Zhou Yunyun began to wash the clothes.

While washing, a sound came from behind:

"Classmate, lend me the laundry soap."

Zhou Yunyun was scrubbing the clothes hard, both hands pressing down, so she said: "You take it."

The laundry soap placed by the sink was taken away by a hand.

After a while, the sound of taking off clothes came from behind.

Zhou Yunyun didn't take it to heart; maybe the person just had dirty outerwear and came to wash it.

"Hiss... hiss... hiss..."

Next, there was an intensive tearing sound, like tearing tape.

Zhou Yunyun was a bit curious, what exactly are you washing?

She turned her head and looked behind her. The other party was standing at the sink opposite her, a distance of about ten meters, so she couldn't see clearly.

"Classmate, where did you buy your laundry soap? It's very fragrant and easy to use."

"Bought it right at the school shop."

"Oh."

"Hiss... hiss... hiss..."

The tearing sound appeared again, and vaguely she could see the other party's action of taking off clothes.

Did you wrap tape around your body?

Zhou Yunyun asked: "What are you washing?"

"Too much dirty hair on the body."

Zhou Yunyun paused, so, is this hair removal?

Although a bit surprised, there have always been all kinds of people in school, so she didn't bother to care about other people's business.

After scrubbing the clothes and wringing them out, Zhou Yunyun picked up the basin and asked: "Are you done using the laundry soap? I'm leaving."

"Done using it, you take it."

Zhou Yunyun walked over. After getting closer, she could see a figure in the pitch-black area scrubbing clothes hard.

The other party seemed to be dressed very lightly, because she couldn't see the edges of any clothes.

Zhou Yunyun reached out to pick up the laundry soap next to her, put it in her basin, and then walked out.

Just after walking out of the sink area and into the corridor light, she was surprised to find a pool of bright red blood on the clothes in her basin.

Girls sometimes get clothes dirty due to physiological reasons, which is normal, but the problem is, she had just washed the clothes in the basin.

Moreover, the reddest thing was this piece of laundry soap; it was simply like it had been soaked in blood, and it was still bubbling with blood.

Zhou Yunyun subconsciously turned her head to look into the sink. Just at this moment, for some reason, the circuit that originally had poor contact suddenly connected again, and the lightbulb inside flickered several times.

In the sink,

A person, with feet covered in fresh blood, was spreading it all around.

She was standing by the sink, and from the waist up, from the lower abdomen, stomach, chest, neck, face, a whole large piece of skin had all fallen into the sink.

At this moment,

Her hands were scrubbing hard... the skin on her own body.

(End of chapter)