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Chapter 72 Being "Watched"

Si Ningning walked behind the male educated youths with a sickle in his hand, feeling a little thought in his heart.

When she got to the wheat field and separated from the male educated youths, she walked along the path to the narrow bridge. After entering the forest, she originally wanted to use the forest to cover her and enter the space as in the morning, but when she was about to enter the space, she always felt behind her. There was a line of sight staring at her.

Si Ningning looked back cautiously, but there was no one behind him.

Looking around, there is obviously no one, the feeling of being watched is very strong!

Could it be hidden somewhere in the woods?

In my mind, I couldn't help recalling the scene in the novel about the female educated youth being dragged into the grass. Si Ningning's throat rolled, and she didn't dare to stay in the woods, so she ran to the wheat field.

One or two o'clock was when the sun was high, Si Ningning stood in the wheat field, panting with his hands on his knees, the feeling of being seen by others never diminished.

She is in the light, the other party is in the dark, and she is not sure whether the other party is good or evil, which makes people creepy and feels very bad.

Si Ningning glanced at the direction of the male educated youth, and cut some wheat, the distance between them was about 60 meters, not too far...

If something happened, she yelled and everyone could hear it.

Si Ningning was a little relieved, and started to work against that gaze.

In the morning, I used a new sickle. The blade of the machine was very sharp. Even if she was not proficient in cutting wheat, the speed was guaranteed.

Now being watched by others, Si Ningning couldn't get a scythe from space, so he could only use the old scythe from the production team.

There was no bandage on his hand, and he didn't wear gloves. Tender flesh was exposed where the blister had been broken, rubbing against the rough handle of the sickle. Within half an hour, there were obvious blood stains on the palm of his hand.

Originally, because of the scythe, the speed had dropped significantly, but now because of the hand problem, it hurts badly with a little force, Si Ningning's speed of cutting the wheat became slower and slower.

He insisted until the end of work in the afternoon, not to mention cutting three points of the land, the wheat harvested in the whole afternoon was less than half of that in the morning.

Si Ningning held the sickle in reverse and wiped away the blood on the ridge without feeling discouraged.

She tried her best.

The male educated youth was already on the path and was about to go back. Si Ningning looked around nervously and shouted, "Mo, Mo Bei, wait for me! I'll go with you!"

Mo Bei was standing on the path, holding his lunch box to finish his last sip of water, when he heard Si Ningning's unnatural voice, he was stunned for a moment.

Si Ningning hurriedly ran towards the woods on the ground.

Remembering what Si Ningning said in the morning that there was a bridge there, Mo Bei didn't think much about it, and waited while drinking water.

When someone ran up to him, he gave Si Ningning a condescending look, and said in a cold voice, "What's the matter?"

"No, nothing!" Si Ningning waved his hands, "I'm just a little scared of being alone, and want to find a companion to go with."

Since he didn't drink water all afternoon, his throat was a bit dry, and his mouth was even dry after running all the way. Si Ningning's voice was unavoidably hoarse, but he spoke very sincerely, without hiding anything.

And because the left hand was holding the sickle and the right hand was waving, it was bloody and eye-catching. Mo Bei saw it at a glance, "Your hand..."

"Ah?" Si Ningning was at a loss for a moment, then realized that he shrank his hands behind his back in embarrassment, and laughed awkwardly: "It's inevitable that I'm not used to holding a scythe just now, just get used to it."

That feeling of being watched is still there...

Si Ningning's crescent eyebrows frowned in a flash, and his gaze calmly swept around, nothing unusual...

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