The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

 “Give me something to eat!” Jiang Siqi stretched out her hand.

 “I want it too, I want it too!” Rao Yining climbed down from the upper bunk.

 “Chacha.” The girl handed it to Jiang Chaan.

"Thanks."

 “Are you eating?” the girl asked Ziying.

“I won’t eat it,” Ziying said coldly.

"We will be friends from now on, why do you talk so little."

 Ziying said no more.

The girl sat on the lower bunk, next to Jiang Siqi.

“Don’t press my quilt, it’s hard to fold it up.” Jiang Siqi suddenly said.

 “I know, I know, don’t touch your sweetheart.”

The girl chatted with them, talking about a mysterious thing.

“Hey, do you know that something happened in our school dormitory...”

Several girls sat together, with their heads close together. Their long black hair hung down, floating slightly, weaving into a dense black network. There was a faint light coming in, and the clock hanging on the wall looked like A single white eye stared at them through the gap.

 Ziying heard the important information and turned her head.

The girl made the atmosphere very scary, including her suspenseful voice, which was kept very low and she spoke eloquently.

"This is not a strange story, nor is it intentional. It is an incident that actually happened in our dormitory, in dormitory 401..."

“I also learned about this incident by accident. I heard it was our senior sister from the previous class…”

"She is an art student, and her academic performance is not very good on weekdays, but she is very popular in the class. Both boys and girls in her class like her. Her favorite thing on weekdays is dancing, no matter where she goes She can dance anywhere. I heard that their whole class rehearsed a beautiful dance during the art festival, and she was the lead dancer."

“It was probably one night a year ago. It seemed that it was just after school started. In the past few days, she came back from evening self-study and started dancing in the dormitory, and she danced from dormitory to dormitory. Other girls also liked to watch her dance—”

"However, when she walked to dormitory 404 that day, which is your dormitory, she was dancing by the window and accidentally fell from the window..."

“I hit my head when I fell, and I bled a lot. It was all on the windows and on the ground..."

“When she was sent to the hospital, she died due to ineffective resuscitation. The doctor said it was too late when she was sent here. It’s really strange. Apparently her aunt and teacher sent her to the hospital as soon as she fell.”

“Anyway, this thing is quite scary. You said that a living person fell to death like this, and he was still dancing before he died..."

“Really?” Jiang Siqi covered her mouth in surprise.

 “I swear! I am definitely not lying to you!”

 “I don’t believe it!” Rao Yining said in disgust.

"You usually like to make up ghost stories to scare people. Don't think we don't know that you had a conflict with a girl in your dormitory last time. You pretended to be a ghost in the middle of the night and scared people. You almost scared that roommate into a mental disorder!"

"I didn't!" The woman was so angry that her face was distorted and flushed, and she stood up suddenly to argue with Rao Yining.

“This story is true! I heard it myself and it’s not made up! Also, I didn’t pretend to be a ghost to scare my roommate on purpose. It was because both of us saw ghosts that day!”

Rao Yining sneered, folded his arms and looked at her: "Ghost? Where are the ghosts in the world? It's obvious that you are immersed in this kind of story and can't get out!"