Escape game: NPC is crazy about me

The photos on the file looked exactly like the students she had seen, without any changes.

The time of these students is like staying in their youth forever.

"Is your file in there too?" Yang Xianluo asked, looking down at the file.

"Who knows, maybe there, maybe not."

An emotionless voice reached her ears. She stopped flipping through the files and looked up at the young man standing at the door.

His eyes were slightly drooped, and his thick eyelashes left a fan-shaped arc on his eyelids. He put his hands in his trouser pockets. He looked like a handsome young man, but his whole person looked decadent, like a rotting flower.

The sunshine outside was hot and bright, but it didn't shine on him at all. It was like he was trapped in a long lonely night from which he could never escape!

Yang Xianluo was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why do you say that? Aren't you a student of this school?"

"I have been in this school since I can remember, but I don't remember when I entered the school. The past is completely blank."

"I'm here to look for it." Yang Xianluo flipped through the files on the ground and found that there really was no file on Wan Bochong.

I felt a chill in my heart. Why was there no file? Could he be the ghost hiding behind it?

"Have you found my file?" A cold voice came from above.

She raised her head suddenly and saw a young man in a black cloak standing in front of her with an expressionless expression. She was so frightened that she leaned back and sat on the ground with her whole buttocks.

"You...when did you come here? Why don't you make any sound when you walk?" Yang Xianluo asked with a trembling voice.

"You seem to be afraid of me?" Wan Bochong asked softly, looking down at the girl sitting on the ground.

"No." Yang Xianluo forced a smile on his face and said, "My feet were a little numb from squatting just now, and I wanted to sit down and take it easy. There is so much information here, so I just glanced at it, but I don't know what's inside.

Do you have your file?"

She didn't dare to raise her head and look at the expression on the face of the young man standing in front of her, looking around.

Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by the files placed at the foot of the table.

Why is there still a file under the table?

Could it be Wan Bochong's?

Feeling happy, I quickly stood up, lifted the table, and pulled out the files that were pressed under the table's legs.

"Strange, why is this file incomplete?" Yang Xianluo looked at the contents of the file.

"There is a small hole where the name is written, and there is no photo. The gender is female. She died on December 24. When it comes to the cause of death, it is broken again."

Yang Xianluo opened his eyes wide, raised his head and looked at Wan Bochong and asked, "Someone died in your school. Do you know who died?"

"I don't know, I don't have any impression." Wan Bochong's eyes fell on the file in Yang Xianluo's hand and he shook his head.

"For what reason did he die?" she continued to ask.

"I don't even know about this."

"Is it possible that this file is incomplete because it has been too long? Will it be restored at night?"

"Not sure, we can only know in the evening." Wan Bochong pursed his lips slightly, and there was a trace of solemnity between his eyebrows.

"That's all for today. Let's go back to the dormitory first!" Yang Xianluo folded the file carefully and put it into his pocket.

Walking through the woods, I heard crows calling from the dead branches. I raised my head and glanced at two black crows.

Yang Xianluo asked curiously, "Don't the crows in your school like to move around? When we just came here, these two crows were standing on the dead branches of this tree. It has been so long, and they are still standing there.

, I really have a soft spot for this dead branch!”

"Who knows, maybe there is something it likes on this tree!" Wan Bochong said without looking back.

"Host, do you think Wan Bochong is the ghost hiding behind it?" Xiao Guoer asked.

"I don't know, but he is also suspected. It's really strange. There is no student file of him in the archives. When I ask him anything, he just says he doesn't know. But I always feel that he should know something, but compared to him

, the owner of this incomplete file is even more suspicious."

"Host, why do you think so?"

"A female student died. There is incomplete information, and the cause of death is unknown. It looks weird no matter what."

"The sun will set soon, and the frightening night is coming. Host, you have to hold on!" Xiao Guo'er bit her finger and said.

"Isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to be so timid for a thriller system?" Yang Xianluo asked speechlessly.

"Who is too timid? Don't talk nonsense."

Seeing that the little green face of the system was almost familiar, she stopped exposing it to save some face for it.

Entering the dormitory building, a cold air surged up from all directions. Yang Xianluo rubbed the goosebumps on his arms with his hands and whispered, "Why is it so cold in the dormitory!"

"This building is the only place where the sun doesn't shine, so it naturally makes people feel cold." Wan Bochong took off his cloak and said in a deep voice.

"I guess there are all dead people sleeping here. The resentment is too heavy." Yang Xianluo couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"Give this cloak back to you." Wan Bochong said as he handed the cloak in front of her.

"You can keep this black cloak for yourself. Since I gave it to you, it belongs to you." Yang Xianluo said.

"You'd better take it back. You can use it when you stay in the Ghost Academy for a long time." Wan Bochong looked at the girl in front of him with his deep eyes and said.

"It's okay, I still have it here, just accept this one!" Yang Xianluo waved his hand hurriedly.

After all, it helped her lead the way. She couldn't just turn her back on others after using it, so she should take the things back shamelessly!

She couldn't do such a shameless thing.

Seeing the persistence of the girl in front of him, Wan Bochong accepted the black cloak without saying anything.

Seeing him accepting her things, she felt quite happy for some reason. He must not be the ghost hiding behind her!

Although he always spoke coldly to her, he never harmed her and even helped her lead the way. He must be a good ghost.

His eyes fell on the young man's delicate brows. It was a pity that such a beautiful face turned into a ghost.

Seeing the girl in front of him frowning, looking at him intently, with a look of regret on her face, Wan Bochong felt an unnatural feeling in his heart for the first time.

I couldn't help but frown and asked, "Is there something on my face?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Yang Xianluo said with a smile, "I just think you look good-looking and can't help but take a second look."

Then he turned his eyes away and asked, "Is this dormitory shared by men and women?"