This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Qianxia Qianxue's main purpose of apologizing has also been achieved.

Although it was a pity that he didn't get to Beichuan Temple to join the Student Union, Qianxia Qianxue was still satisfied as a result.

Just as Qianxia Qianxue was thinking about whether to find a way to leave, Beichuan Temple gave her a meaningful look and suddenly said:

"President Qianxia, ​​I wonder if you have encountered something strange recently?"

What he said was boring, even the pupil of Asamiya scratched his head unclearly.

But these words fell in Qianxia Qianxue's ears, but her whole face changed, and she looked back at Beichuan Temple, which was sitting steady on the bench in amazement.

Is it possible that Beichuan Temple can see its recent state?

As mentioned earlier, Chinatsu Chiyuki has been in a bad condition since taking care of Tsukishima Risa.

She has nightmares from time to time, and the situation in the nightmares is as real as her own experience.

Most of the scenes in the nightmare are that she ran away in the abandoned Miki factory, followed by hundreds of dolls that looked like living things.

They crawled frantically on the ground, chasing themselves, greed and tyranny in their lifeless eyes.

Fortunately, she can find an exit every time.

And every time she found an exit and left, Qianxia Qianxue would always be awakened from the bed sweating profusely.

It’s just that what makes her more and more frightened recently is that she is getting slower and slower in finding an exit in the nightmare, and the distance between the doll and her is getting closer and closer

I feel like I will pounce on myself in a few days

If you were thrown down by the puppets in a nightmare, what would you have become? Qianxia Qianxue couldn't even think about it.

After all, she doesn't know if what happened in the dream can affect reality.

In addition to the nightmare, Qianxia Qianxue also developed visual and auditory hallucinations and other complications.

She would feel someone peeping at her in the dark, and she would often hear the cold sound of the doll's joints moving.

Thinking of this, Qianxia Qianxue suppressed the excitement in her heart, keeping her voice as calm as possible and asked:

"Student Beichuan, can you see anything?"

There was a little hope in Qianxia Qianxue's voice, but Beichuan Temple found that the other's eyes suddenly drifted behind him abnormally.

"I" Beichuan Temple frowned, just about to speak, and then found that Qianxia Qianxue's whole body suddenly bends forward and turned out to be vomiting out.

"Student Asamiya, you take President Qianxia to the toilet first to wash." Beichuan Temple greeted Hitomi Asamiya.

"Good, good!" Asamiya Hitomi was also stunned by this sudden situation. After hearing the voice of Beichuan Temple, he came to Qianxia Qianxue's side in three and two steps and helped her to leave.

Beichuan Temple stood in place and watched the two leaving behind, looking back thoughtfully behind him.

Behind him is a small landscape tree with a paper airplane saying Senbai stuck in the branch.

The arrow of the paper airplane is aimed at me, looking from Beichuan Temple, it looks like the pale palm of a doll that was broken off abnormally.

Beichuan Temple shook his head, glanced at the filth everywhere in front of him, found a clean bench again, sat down, and took out his mobile phone.

It's also time to reply to the Jingbei student.

Edit mail, send

"This is a paper towel, please use it." Hitomi Asamiya patted Qianxia Qianxue's back gently, and at the same time he passed the paper towel intimately.

"I'm very sorry, I have to trouble you Mamong-san to help." Qianxia Qianxue took the tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth, then pulled out a tissue and wiped the fine sweat on the side of her forehead.

Just now, when she was talking to Beichuan Temple, she had visual hallucinations again, and she seemed to see the paper airplane as the palm of a doll. And this time, the vision was more serious, and a vomit rose from her abdomen, which could not be suppressed at all, so she threw up in front of Beichuan Temple.

And after vomiting like this, not only did I not feel relieved, but the dizziness in my brain became even heavier.

It was really embarrassing, Qianxia Qianxue sighed deeply.

Came to contact Beichuan Temple, trying to persuade him, but in the end made a big ugly in front of Beichuan Temple, I don’t know if the other party will care.

"I think Beichuan student shouldn't care about this kind of thing."

"Why is Mamong-classmate so sure?" Qianxia Qianxue looked back questioningly and asked

"Even though Beichuan has always been cold-faced, he still gets along well and treats me well." Hitomi Asamiya thought for a while before throwing out this sentence.

But then she realized that her statement seemed a bit wrong, flushing and waving her palms:

"No, no, I don't mean that, I mean Beichuan classmate should still treat friends pretty well."

""Qianxia Qianxue.

Hitomi Asamiya probably didn't know what Beichuan Temple had done alone in the toilet.

If I knew it, I wouldn't have said such a thing.

It’s just that Hitomi Asamiya is right. Beichuan Temple is not difficult to contact. After talking, I can understand that he actually looks a little colder and quieter. The others are among most boys of the same age. on.

That calm and calm temperament made Qianxia Qianxue sometimes unable to help but give the other party the initiative to speak.

Qianxia Qianxue washed his face again and exhaled heavily.

At this moment, her cell phone rang suddenly.

That is the voice after the mailbox grants credit.

Because the blogger of Urban Lingweiweidan did not know when he might reply to her, she deliberately set the mailbox voice to be external.

Could it be the email from the other party?

Qianxia Qianxue's expression shaken, wiped off the water stains on his face with a handkerchief, and then took out the phone.

Under Asamiya Hitomi's curious gaze, she looked at the words that popped up on the phone screen.

Sender: Unknown. Email account (xxx—)

E-mail content: Miss sen, at your invitation, I will come to Beijing North High School this afternoon. The meeting place is at the coffee shop ure, how about?

Looking at the familiar email account and suffix, Qianxia Qianxue's excitement could no longer be suppressed, and her voice couldn't stop venting from her mouth.

"finally come"

The blogger of Urban Spirit Weird Talk is finally here!

It doesn't matter if the other party is a liar, but as long as he/she comes over, there is a glimmer of hope.

"Finally here?" Asamiya Hitomi tilted his head suspiciously next to him.

"Uh, it's an email from my friend. He said he might come to see me in the near future." Qianxia Qianxue also realized her gaffe, she replied with a slight smile.

"Really? Seeing President Qianxia's appearance, he should be a very important friend, right?" Asamiya Hitomi's tone was a little envious.

She really wants such a friend too.

But she didn't even dare to get too close to Qianxia Qianxue, for fear that her bad luck would be passed on to the other party.

I don't know what kind of person Qianxia Qianxue's friend is.

She thought curiously.