I Want to be Alone, Beautifully

Under the hot sun.

The whirling shadows of the trees cast large and uneven shadows on the edge of the playground, and they used their own efforts to keep the students cool, so even the deepest shadows of the trees have become the treasures of Fengshui that need to be scrambled.

Xu Jiao sat on the parallel bars under the shadow of the tree, with her hands on her side, her slender legs hanging in the air and swaying gently. The newly bought white sneakers gave off a strong sense of presence even in dark places where the sunlight was not so strong, as if the whole world She is the coolest.

The dark school uniform trousers shrank slightly because of her sitting posture, revealing clean and wrist socks, as well as the tiny black tattoo designs, only showing the tip of the iceberg, which aroused the viewer's infinite reverie.

Class 1 girls with lively personality gathered together under a tree not far away, touched their companions with their elbows, and whispered in a low voice: "Hey, look at Xu Jiao's right foot. Is that a tattoo?"

"Right? I heard that she went to get pierced ears in junior high school and fought with people. Isn't it normal to have tattoos?"

"Her skin is so white. Looking at it from here, the pattern on her feet looks very beautiful. Who of you knows what her tattoos are?"

"Where do I dare to ask, hey, didn't the Shen Yelan in our class be at the same table with her for a few days in Class 7? Go ask Shen Yelan, maybe she just met, because this semester Class 7 and Class 20 are swimming lessons."

"It makes sense!"

The speaker suddenly realized that, his eyes patrolled around, and soon he saw the target under another tree, and quickly walked through the hot zone between the two trees, and walked in front of Shen Yelan, holding his arms and squatting. Come down, say:

"Hey."

Shen Yelan looked up from the book, silently looking at the incoming person, as if silently asking what was going on.

"Do you know that Xu Jiao has a tattoo on her feet?" the girl asked.

Shen Yelan's gaze turned slightly to the side, then she moved her lips and slowly uttered three words: "I don't know."

The person here immediately showed a little disappointment, "Ah, I wanted to ask if you have seen it before, and what it looks like when you have seen it. Oh, forget it, you, a college bull who only has books in his eyes, won't understand it. "

The other party got up and left with excitement.

In situ.

Shen Yelan still kept the posture of raising her head from the book. After an unknown period of time, she raised her eyes and looked in the direction of the parallel bars.

The hot wind brings the breath of a plastic runway. The smell of plastic particles mixed with sweat after exposure is particularly unpleasant. The sun even gives them a layer of rich connotation with the temperature.

However, Shen Yelan didn't move much. After practicing the long-distance running, she passed through a few people who were doing stretching exercises nearby while relaxing their muscles. They landed tepidly on the figure on the parallel bars.

To be precise, it fell on the opponent's right foot.

There was another voice in my ear.

"Little liar."

The person who looked exactly like the figure on the parallel bars stood beside him, with a full smile on his face, half-bended over, and lightly cursed her in a near-intimacy tone.

Shen Yelan didn't even turn his eyes there, calmly said in his heart:

Hallucinations.

This is fake.

She seemed to perceive her unmovedness, and the people standing next to her approached a little bit ambiguously, and pressed them to Shen Yelan’s ears. The breath of words was sprayed on her ears. She heard the other person use it like that. In a cold tone, he said a particularly alluring sentence:

"I have seen my tattoo, why should I lie?"

After a pause, the person in his ear gave a narrow chuckle, and the sound passed through the ear canal, hitting Shen Yelan's heart directly, like a fluttering feather falling on the ground, also arousing a little dust-like movement.

Then, Shen Yelan heard her exhaled and said quietly: "You not only watched it, but also bitten it, didn't you?"

Heard this sentence—

Shen Yelan's pupils shrank suddenly.

She suddenly closed the book in her hand, got up and strode towards the teaching building, as if she would make a big joke as long as she stayed in place for another second.

The voice that pierced her heart followed like a shadow, and laughed and said behind her: "This can't stand it anymore? I haven't said anything more."

As if deliberately irritating Shen Yelan, the people behind him deliberately prolonged their voices, and slowly said as if torturing her: "Which of your dreams is not more intense than what I said? For example, last night..."

At that time, Shen Yelan happened to walk to the shadow of the unmanned teaching building.

Now it is school time. Classes in non-physical school hours are all in the classroom, and class 1 is practicing running. Now the teacher has let them go free. In principle, as long as class 1 students do not disturb other classes, You can wander around the campus moderately.

She stood by the small bamboo forest on the campus, smelling the faint fragrance and refreshing coolness, and her voice steadily said:

"To shut up."

Shen Yelan looked at the face in front of him that was indistinguishable from the person in his heart, and his deep black eyes were extremely depressed. It was precisely because of the craziness that was suppressed underneath, that the face appeared as calm as Gujing Wubo.

She said, "You fake."

Hearing this sentence, the "Xu Jiao" in front of him smiled, not annoyed, only tilted his head to look at her, her expression seemed innocent and cruel, she gave Shen Yelan a soft "Oh", jokingly. Opening:

"The one on the playground just now is true, why didn't I see you on it?"

Shen Yelan’s eyes were half-closed, and his gaze stayed only on the ground in front of him. The school was paved with small square white tiles on the road here, with blue as stripes. Each piece of the small tiles has irregular bumps and bulges. The fundus has spread out of sight.

She did not answer this sentence.

However, the other party was reluctant and reluctant: "The words are coming back, you know I am a fake, why did you keep me in front? Some time ago, you passed the hospital, but didn't you finally go in?"

"Shen Yelan, why can I continue to sway in front of your eyes, don't you know the most in your heart?"

"Because you are a poor little one, you can't reach that one at all, so you keep my delusion. You like to see me hook you like this and satisfy your heart that you can't ask for, don't you?"

Shen Yelan's eyelashes trembled, and she said again, still with those two words: "Shut up."

But somehow, his voice is a bit hoarse now.

It is like a string that has been stretched to the extreme, as long as a person uses a little more force, it will break suddenly, with an inexplicable sense of fragility.

"Xu Jiao" walked in front of her step by step, raised her hand, and put the tip of her right finger on her chin. There was obviously no real feeling, but Shen Yelan couldn't help but raised her head slightly, and looked into the other person's smiling eyes at close range. in.

"Isn't it easy to make me shut up? You just wave your hand gently, or, pinch my neck—"

The other party deliberately lowered his voice, as if sharing some secrets with her, but the words he uttered were particularly terrifying.

Shen Yelan closed his eyes fiercely, and took a half step back embarrassedly. His breathing became much heavier. The whole person was divided into two halves by the sound, half clamored to destroy the defective product, and the other half tried desperately to dissuade him. .

"There is no need for fakes."

"No, you can't hurt her. You dare to do something to her today. If you can't distinguish her from Sister Xu Jiao someday in the future, are you going to kill Sister Xu Jiao?"

The two voices kept arguing in Shen Yelan's mind.

She shook her head hard, and kept silently carrying those ancient poems that must be memorized in her heart, trying her best to calm herself down, otherwise these voices would only get more and more chaotic.

Calm down, Shen Yelan.

You can't be a lunatic.

…

"The blackening value of the heroine is detected...20."

Near the original playground.

Xu Jiao paused for a moment in her leisurely and comfortable appearance. After that, she sat upright, jumped off the horizontal bar, and stood firmly on the ground, her eyes squinted, and her gaze swept across the playground under the golden sunlight. Corner.

As expected, she did not see Shen Yelan again.

If she remembers correctly, this person was still nearby, did she meet someone again?

Xu Jiao showed a thoughtful look in her eyes, and asked in her heart as she walked out:

"Is she not in danger this time? The system, you can't go on like this. Before, all the big things were released and yelled at me to save. Now the hostess has blackened under your nose twice, why are you? No reaction at all?"

system:"…"

It replied in a flat tone: "Because this system can only detect events that threaten the heroine, as long as what happened is handled by Shen Yelan's ability, it will not be included in the detection range, and you are naturally not needed. s help."

Xu Jiao smiled lukewarmly, and then asked, "Then explain, what is this blackened value?"

System: "This value detects the deviation between the character of the protagonist and the original work. The greater the deviation, the more evil it is. The higher the value, the harder it is to achieve HE and the further away from our goal of revising the ending."

Xu Jiao was quiet for a few seconds, and asked patiently: "I mean, you explain to me why Shen Yelan is black!"

Compared with Xu Jiao's awkwardness, the system is still very calm, calmly and almost leisurely: "Sorry, I can't ascertain the specific reason, please continue to work hard."

Xu Jiao: "..."

Spicy chicken.

She cursed secretly in her heart, and at the same time, she headed towards the classroom. If she was not mistaken, Shen Yelan should take advantage of the free time to write the questions.

as predicted-

After she returned to the classroom in Class 1, there was a familiar figure doing the question in her sight.

It is Shen Yelan.

Xu Jiao leaned against the wall by the back door, picked up a bottle of drink from the last row of her table, and looked around at the same time as she unscrewed the bottle cap. She couldn't tell why this person was doing the question. It's blackened.

Could it be...

The question is too difficult?

Is it hard to cry for Shen Yelan? Make her despair of studying? So want to retaliate against society?

Xu Jiao took a sip of the peach soda, savoured the carbonated flavor that jumped on the tip of her tongue, and stared at Shen Yelan for a while, then suddenly asked, "How good is she towards me?"

The system reacted quickly this time: "90."

Xu Jiao thought to herself.

90.

How can she help Shen Yelan lower her blackening value without increasing her favorability?

…

After lunch break.

Shen Yelan went out for a cup of hot water, and as soon as he returned to his seat, he found a small note on his desk with a few words twisted on it:

"Are you staying up late at night? Are you still feeling melancholy about the knot you can't solve? Are you dreaming about it and vowing to find the final answer in your heart?"

Shen Yelan: "...?"

Who is this prank again?

She looked around and found that the people in the classroom were either sleeping or writing questions, and no one seemed so boring.

and…

People in Class 1 really can't write such ugly characters.

She glanced down and saw the second note paper: "I have what you want: There was one attached to the back.

Shen Yelan's brows tightened.

Throwing the note in her hand into the drawer casually, she continued to lower her head to do the question, ignoring the strange sound that appeared in her ear from time to time.

Until that night.

Shen Yelan's mood was too ups and downs, and she had some insomnia. She wanted a good rest, but she was afraid that she would dream of those strange things again, deepening her greed.

After tossing and turning for a while, she suddenly remembered those little notes during the day.

Maybe there is some chicken soup in it that can heal your soul, she thought.

With good memory, Shen Yelan recalled the content of the note, and took out a new mobile phone from under the pillow—the previous one broke when Holly was hit sometime, and the other party took the initiative to replace it out of a guilty conscience. A new one, and now she is also a person who can use her mobile phone to surf the Internet.

After typing line by line, Xu Jiao took a deep breath and watched the webpage slowly load, waiting for something like "You see darkness, you are darkness, you always yearn for light, and you are also bright". Class words.

After a few seconds —

The webpage pops up.

There are a variety of sections inside, feel free to look around, one of the lines is:

"Selected Real Questions of the National Olympic Mathematics Competition over the years"

She moved her eyes, and saw "Interesting Physics Principles in Life", "Reciting 1,000 Ancient Chinese Poems", "English CET-4-6 Listening Simulation" next to her...

Shen Yelan: "..."

She threw the phone back under her pillow and continued to toss and turn.

…

In the master bedroom.

Two o'clock in the morning.

The sound of the system wakes Xu Jiao from her sleep: "The protagonist's blackening value is detected, 25."

Xu Jiao didn't open her eyes, she gave a bewildered "um", and fell asleep again. In the confusion of consciousness, the contents of the system slowly entered her brain processing system.

After a while, she reacted abruptly, her voice complaining and shocked in the room:

"Isn't it?!"

"How difficult is she doing?"