The supernatural scene is not NG

Chapter 31 Living Coffins 05
As soon as he finished speaking, he had no intention of saying anything else. He just glanced at Su Ruan and walked slowly to leave.

Su Ruan did not relax his vigilance.

She counted silently in her heart.

ten.

Nine.

Eight.

……

One.

Su Yong, who was walking up the stairs, suddenly turned around.

His face was half hidden in the darkness, looking very gloomy.

Su Ruan couldn't see his expression clearly, but she could feel that there was something in his sight that made her feel sick.

His voice was like an unknown creature crawling out of the darkness, shapeless yet omnipresent.

Su Ruan even thought for a moment that Su Yong didn't turn around, but simply twisted his neck.

But Su Ruan blinked and found that Su Yong just turned around, which was a normal gesture.

It seemed like Su Ruan was overthinking just now and had an illusion.

Su Yong's voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, a little dry: "Sister, do you still remember your room plug?"

Su Ruan nodded, as if he didn't feel Su Yong's weirdness, the way he looked at him was no different from that of ordinary people.

Su Yong smiled "hehe" and then limped away from Su Ruan.

Su Yong finally left their sight, and Su Ruan clearly heard the girls around him heaving a sigh of relief.

Especially Fu Xiao, who had a happy expression on her face, and her smart expression was very pretty: "I'm so scared of the baby. I almost thought I was going to die here."

She sticks out a small pink tongue, which looks extra cute.

Obviously, this girl knows how to use her own advantages to seek the best interests for herself in this supernatural live broadcast room.

Su Ruan nodded, perhaps because the cold atmosphere here made her face paler.

Lin Jiao had no intention of chatting with everyone, and directly chose the room with the best sunshine. There was some urgency in her tone: "No one can compete with me, I want this room!"

Xue Yao on the side looked at Lin Jiao's actions, frowned in disapproval, then turned to Su Ruan and Fu Xiao and said, "Don't hate her, Lin Jiao doesn't have any bad intentions, she's just being spoiled by her family. gone."

Everyone knows that this is just a human design, but there is still an expression of understanding on his face.

Especially Fu Xiao, who patted his flat belly and replied generously and cheerfully: "I won't hate her. Jiaojiao has helped me a lot in the past."

She opened her fingers and counted one by one: "Help me buy a quilt that is not warm, help me buy toiletries that I usually can't afford, help me..."

Su Ruan raised her eyebrows, embraced her hands, and moved away from Fu Xiao slightly.

Xue Yao has a carefree character and doesn't have so many small thoughts.

Although he felt that the tone of Fu Xiao's words was a bit strange, he did not think deeply about it. Instead, he nodded in agreement: "Yes, she is very good."

The audience couldn't help posting some barrage.

[Since when is there such a silly white sweetness in the script? 】

[Tsk, how can she survive? 】

Su Ruan didn't talk to them much, and returned to her room according to her memory.

Unlike the last script, this script belongs to Su Ruan and is Su Ruan's.

Su Ruan looked at the desk, walked straight to the bookshelf, and took out one of the notepads.

They are all "Su Ruan", which means that the information in this room is true.

Su Ruan chuckled softly, like fluff scratching the eardrum, making people feel soft, but her movements could not be called gentle.

The diary is colorful and looks like an aesthetic from a long time ago.

The content inside is also some mindless complaints.

There are only a few sentences that can be read clearly.

——Why is the jiejie next door QAQ again (why is the sister next door crying again)?

——Master Shan is so good-looking and pretty.

——Why is saosao also QAQ (why is my sister-in-law crying too)?

——QAQ, QAQ, QAQ
These messages are thoughtless, just record some feelings.

Su Ruan glanced at it, covered some of the pages, and then looked at the locked notepad.

There is a four-digit numeric code on it.

Su Ruan picked up the notepad and shook it, heard the jingling sound inside, and put it on the table.

There are no hints around either.

Su Ruan tried it with her birthday first, but as expected, she didn't open it.

Although I knew it wouldn't be that simple from the beginning, after actually facing it, I still felt a little regretful.

Su Ruan sat on the stool and read the notebook several times.

What happens if you directly violently demolish it?

Su Ruan's eyes became deeper and deeper, as if she was about to give it a try.

At this moment, Fu Xiao who was next door suddenly knocked on Su Ruan's door.

Fu Xiao: "Su Ruan, the sunset outside is so beautiful! Come and take a look!"

Her voice didn't seem to be urging, but rather anxious.

Similar to Fu Xiao's movements, Lin Jiao's stiff posture was the same.

She stood at the door, looking at Su Ruan with a pale face, the words in her mouth were fragmented, as if opening her mouth with all her strength.

"That...record...notepad..."

Su Ruan immediately understood what she meant and shook her head: "It's not open."

"Don't...don't...damage..."

Su Ruan nodded, accepting Lin Jiao's kindness: "Okay, I won't tear it apart violently."

After that, he stood in the corridor with Fu Xiao and turned on the fire cloud outside the window.

Su Ruan did not forget the experience she gained from the previous script.

How long have you been in this world now?
The question ran through her mind, but she couldn't get an answer.

Time and space overlap, so that the actors cannot find the exact time.

How to do?
How should I calculate my time?

At this moment, Fu Xiao suddenly said: "It should be seven o'clock in the evening, right?"

Su Ruan subconsciously raised her eyes to look at Fu Xiao, and saw her tilting her head and looking at him, her mouth curved, and her eyes dim.

Perhaps because her back was to the setting sun, her eyes were particularly dark.

"We set off at three o'clock in the afternoon."

"I didn't expect to sit on that tram for three hours."

As he spoke, Fu Xiao stretched and twisted his neck: "Sitting in that car makes my waist sore."

She turned around and was about to go into the house, but she finally said: "Oh, by the way, I saw a note on my desk, and it said 'Don't look at the window at night'."

"It's ridiculous, isn't it?" Fu Xiao shrugged, "We live in a stilted building, so how long do we have to have legs to hang on our windows?"

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Su Ruan turned around and saw Lin Jiao's sweaty face.

She wanted to say something, but finally returned to her room without saying a word.

Su Ruan stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked her slightly dry lips, but her eyes fell on Xue Yao's room.

Strangely, Xue Yao hasn't appeared since six o'clock.

　Assi, I was stupid. I thought I ordered automatic delivery, but I forgot and put it in after dinner.

　　(The crocodile goes crazy) (The kitten throws the cup) (Totally crazy)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)