I Want to be Alone, Beautifully

"Xiao Xu? What's in it?"

Zhou Qili watched her squatting there for a long time, opened the box but didn't continue, and she didn't see any extra moves, so she couldn't help but ask.

Qian Ai, who was looking for iodophor and cotton swabs in the upper bunk, also poked her head out, trying to look under Xu Jiao, thinking that there was something embarrassing to see people in her box.

Before, Qian Ai stepped on the chair by the table and rummaged in the upper bunk. The box was next to the chair under her feet. Later, she was so scared that she climbed directly onto her bed and did not dare to stretch her feet out. Because Xu Jiao said that she was going to open the box, Qian Ai's fear disappeared a little.

Xu Jiao instinctively quickly reclosed the courier box, and sighed sadly at the two roommates in her heart.

You will not die if you don't do it.

Since you are so courageous, why do you want to play the pen-xian game during the day? Isn't it a **** if you don't want to die? At this moment, I won't be surprised in the dormitory at night.

Thinking so in her heart, Xu Jiao didn't let them see such a terrible answer. She got up holding the courier box with the tablet and smiled at them, "It's just something from home."

While talking, she held the iron table in one hand and the box in the other, and jumped to her bed with one foot. She didn't care whether the box was dirty or not, and threw it on the bed. This thing was like a fixed-time explosion- It's the same as playing, it's not safe to put it anywhere, she can only watch it at any time.

Zhou Qili and the others exchanged ambiguous glances when they saw her as such a treasure, thinking that it was something Xu Jiao's admirer or sweetheart gave, and they didn't try to tease her or expose her.

Qian Ai flipped through the kennel-like bed, and he actually touched the remaining half bottle of iodophor.

She beckoned to Xu Jiao, stepped on the big iron table from the upper bunk, and said with care: "Xiao Xu sit down quickly, I'll give you a medicine. Your foot injury looks too scary, don't stop. Ran around."

Xu Jiao lowered her head and found that blood stains ooze out on her calves. Perhaps it was because of her special physique in the last world. Now she didn’t feel any minor injuries and didn’t care about it. She almost forgot that she was just a man now. Ordinary college students.

Zhou Qili saw that she had a big heart, came over and helped her to sit down on a chair, pressed her shoulder, and said seriously: "You still have to go to the school infirmary tomorrow morning. If this is a terrible tetanus infection, look. This iron table and the bed we sleep on are all old things, and the corners are all rusty. How dangerous it is to be wounded by them."

At this moment, Qian Ai lowered his head and dipped a cotton swab with iodophor, and said to Xu Jiao that "it might be a little painful", and then smeared the brown liquid medicine from Xu Jiao's wound.

Xu Jiao looked at them, and the original owner's usual relationship with the two roommates appeared in her memory.

Because the conditions at home are not very good, the original owner doesn't have any decent clothes. The city he was admitted to is a developed city. Among the bright and beautiful scenery on the campus, it looks like a dust of dust, which is incompatible with the surroundings.

The original owner is not cheerful. He is a nerd who can only read books and only wants to fight for scholarships. When he first came to the dormitory, he was not good at dealing with people. It was Qian Ai and Zhou Qili who took the initiative to play with her, and brought her with her during meals. She eats the cheapest two yuan and one meal in Canteen No. 1 with two vegetarians and one meal, and will give her the meat and vegetables that cannot be finished.

Occasionally I see that she doesn't wear very well, and she will say that she doesn't like some clothes, and it is a pity to lose them, so she asks her if she wants to try them, and if they fit her, they will give them to her directly.

The original owner’s lower bunk is a local girl with a decent personality. Although she has not taken care of the original owner, her attitude towards her is normal. It’s just that in the middle of the year, she is really not used to the dormitory life, especially Public bathhouse, so I went home and lived directly.

Because of the friendly attitude of the roommates, although the original owner doesn’t talk too much on weekdays, he is always thinking of giving them back. At the end of last year’s term, she watched Zhou Qili lazily lying there to recite the knowledge points of the exam and couldn’t help it. A word of reminder:

"This... the chance of taking the test is not high."

Zhou Qili: "Ah? How do you know?"

"Guess, the teacher said that the table on the next page in class refers to the psychological characteristics of children at different stages of growth. The probability of the test is higher than this knowledge point."

Zhou Qili didn't believe it at first, she dubiously memorized the knowledge points she said, but after she got out of the examination room, she began to pull Qian Ai with emotion: "No, we Xu Xueba is really dead, what she said... It's all taken."

Slowly, the two of them got used to reporting on her thighs before the exam, waiting for her to draw important points for herself, saving time to memorize many useless knowledge points.

...

When Xu Jiao recovered, the wound on her calf was almost treated. It was originally a thin red mark, but now it has turned into a brown one, as if a dark brown colored paint pen had drawn the lines of a red signature pen. Full coverage is the same.

She pulled the corner of her lips and smiled friendly to the two roommates: "Thank you."

"Hey, what a big deal."

"You can just pay attention to it next time. There will be PE classes in two days. Don't try to behave at that time. Remember to ask for leave if the wound doesn't heal."

Xu Jiao responded one by one, just about to pull the pole on the edge of the upper bunk again, and step on the stairs to climb back to her bed. However, Zhou Qili took a look and suggested: "Why don't I switch to sleep with you tonight? "

Xu Jiao looked back at her. Before she could speak, Zhou Qili nodded her head with certainty: "You must be struggling to climb up and down. If the wound bleeds again, it won't be good. Let's change our bed tonight. I'll go. Sleep in your shop."

Xu Jiao opened her lips, thinking of being pulled by the inexplicable force when she came down just now, she couldn't help but worry about Zhou Qili's personal safety, and hesitated to say: "No...

Qian Ai was about to step on the big iron table again, and looked down at her after hearing the words: "Why? Do you dislike sleeping under me? Don't worry, I rarely drop things now."

Xu Jiao was a little bit overwhelmed by the questions they asked, so she finally pursed her lips, tacitly changing the bed with Zhou Qili, but before the change, she took the courier box from the top again and placed it next to her bed. Chair.

The tablet is quite large, unless it is placed in a cabinet, otherwise it is inconvenient to carry it. Xu Jiao stared at the box and pulled the quilt, trying not to let her medicine foot rub the trace on the quilt. .

"It is detected that the heroine is about to be in danger of life, please help her to escape in time!"

The system's voice suddenly sounded, and Xu Jiao moved her heart and sat up from the bed.

At this moment, she caught a glimpse of a sharp light falling from the side of the upper bunk bed, falling toward her pillow.

If it hadn't been for her to adjust her posture in time, the drop position would be exactly at her head.

"Boom" with a soft sound.

The room was quiet for a moment, Qian Ai grabbed the railing, poked his head out carefully and looked down: "I...it seems to have dropped something, cough cough, Xu Jiao, sorry qaq"

Xu Jiao moved her head and caught a glimpse of the object next to her head.

It is a pair of scissors.

The tip is still very sharp.

She calmly held the handle of the scissors, and then opened a drawer on the iron table. When she threw it in, she returned: "It's okay, I haven't been injured. Don't put the scissors on the bed next time."

Qian Ai let out a cold sweat by what she said: "My God, are you okay? Why would I put the scissors on the bed... I remember, I cut my bangs on the bed yesterday, mother, Fortunately, it didn't fall on you."

"Xu Xu, are you a little bit unlucky tonight?"

Zhou Qili, who was on the opposite side, also glanced at her worriedly, feeling that the fragrance in her hands was not smelling.

Xu Jiao smiled and did not speak. Qian Ai allowed Qian Ai to check whether there were any dangerous objects in her pile. After sitting in the lower bunk for a while, she suddenly asked in her heart:

"System, why is the heroine of this world me?"

A **** disaster.

One life threatened.

Both reminders were given to her.

Xu Jiao couldn't figure out how she could be the heroine of this unit story.

The system has also come back now, and was silent for a long time. It said: "It is temporarily impossible to explore the mechanism, but this is also good for you."

Yes, in the horror story, she is also the heroine and the tasker, which means that Xu Jiao can avoid trouble with the mechanism of the system to protect the protagonist, and she can be regarded as a...

Also, the ending of this book will be completely controlled by her will. She doesn't have to rack her brains to tune-teach the protagonist, what kind of ending she wants, she just needs to do her best.

On the other hand, the protagonist's identity also means that she will be involved in countless incidents. Whether she wants it or not, these supernatural stories will have something to do with her.

Xu Jiao wanted to understand this and let out a breath.

The physique of the supernatural protagonist that ordinary people shunned seems to be a good reward for her.

...

"I turned off the lights?" It's almost twelve o'clock. If you don't turn off the lights in the dormitory in advance, the power will be cut off automatically, and at 6 o'clock the next day, the unturned headlights will suddenly turn on , So that everyone can't sleep well.

There was also a light switch in the dormitory next to Qian Ai. She made the bed hastily, and after sifting through the dangerous items, she asked the other two aloud.

Xu Jiao and Zhou Qili both agreed.

With a soft "pop", the dormitory became quiet.

Xu Jiao didn't close her eyes. She always felt that something was watching her in the dark, making her instinctively want to see clearly, but there was nothing.

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Qili's voice sounded vaguely: "Ai Ai, don't shake the bed, I'm going to fall asleep."

Qian Ai replied blankly: "I didn't shake it, hey no, you sleep on the other side of me, how do you know if I shake it?"

Zhou Qili suddenly silenced.

In the dark, the whole dormitory was quiet for a long time, and the three of them realized a problem at the same time:

She is the only one in Zhou Qili's bed.

Her lower bunk is empty, why does the bed sway?

Xu Jiao realized that if she didn't say anything, the atmosphere in the dormitory might be glide into the unfathomable abyss. She pretended to remember something, and a calm voice sounded in the room: "Well, my bed seems to be a little bit at the foot of the bed. It’s not stable. I planned to use a draft to cushion the foot of the bed today, but I forgot.

Zhou Qili's voice is worse than crying: "Yes, is it?"

Xu Jiao gave her an affirmative answer: "Yeah."

At this time, it is better to say something that everyone can accept than to say there are other things in this room.

Zhou Qili was so scared. When Xu Jiao said this, her heart became a little calmer when she was flustered. The previous sleepiness was driven away. She could only recall in her heart the **** that she had seen before, in order to divert her attention. , Re-accumulate sleepiness.

Qian Ai whispered to Xu Jiao: "Xueba...I, can I come down and sleep with you?"

Hearing what she said, Zhou Qili opened her eyes abruptly and agreed: "I! I want to too! I don't want to sleep here alone!"

But the bed in this dormitory was originally narrow, with a width of one meter two. Two girls of normal size were already too crowded to sleep. Maybe they could only sleep on their sides. Three people... how can this be crowded?

Xu Jiao was silent for two seconds, thinking that both Zhou Qili and Qian Ai were still skinny, and for a while, she suggested: "Or, you two sleep together? I'll do it alone."

Zhou Qili and Qian Ai were in a psychological struggle. If Qian Ai went to sleep in the upper bunk, the two of them would be empty and insecure underneath. But if Zhou Qili passed by, Qian Ai could not lie down in the kennel, and both lay on their sides. Will not work.

Xu Jiao wanted to make some suggestions, but Qian Ai immediately said, "I pile everything in the quilt and throw the quilt on the opposite side. Can't you just bring the quilt?"

Zhou Qili hit it off with her immediately: "I think it works!"

Xu Jiao closed her mouth, and Qian Ai turned on the light again, and stood on the iron table with Zhou Qili, passing the big quilt-based baggage to the opposite side, and then passing the opposite quilt to this side. Finally, the upper bed board swayed slightly, supporting the weight of the two girls.

The body temperature of the two squeezed together, giving them a great sense of security, Zhou Qili's voice did not tremble, Qian Ai also greatly relieved, and said again:

"Turn off the lights this time, good night, huh?"

Xu Jiao on the lower berth: "Yeah."

It's eleven and fifty-nine.

The dormitory lights were turned off again.

Xu Jiao didn't wait for anything terrible to happen. She lay down on Zhou Qili's soft bed for a while, and her sleepiness gradually spread. She closed her eyes and fell asleep unknowingly.

...

When Xu Jiao woke up, the sky was still dark, and the curtains that hadn't been drawn in the window reflected light from nowhere. A faint white light fell on the iron table next to it, and a little cold light appeared.

Her waist was a little uncomfortable, as if she was woken up by something tough.

When she was sleepy, Xu Jiao thought that she had thrown her phone in the bed before going to bed, and subconsciously raised her hand to touch it under her body. She started with a slightly cool, smooth edge. She followed it for a while and hit the smooth surface. The depression on the top.

It's like a board with some words engraved on it.

Xu Jiao's fingertips stopped for two seconds.

Thereafter.

She turned her head blankly, and found that the express box on the stool next to her did not seem to have been passive, and even the position was the same as before going to bed, with one corner facing her diagonally.

But in the next moment, Xu Jiao slowly pulled out the... rectangular tablet that was supposed to be in the box from her bed.

She didn't have much research on wood lacquer, only felt that this piece of wood felt good when she started with it. After rubbing the edge, she could clearly see the name of the owner of this tablet by the dim light next to it.

Zheng's daughter, Zheng Zhiyu.

Xu Jiao's sleepiness receded a little, and she looked at the card face to face, and took a moment to think about it--

This kind of yin marriage must be between a man and a woman. There has never been any marriage between a woman and a woman or between a man and a man. After all, it is a dregs. After death, marriage is also emphasized on the reconciliation of yin and yang. It is possible to follow the trend and make this absurd thing about a woman marrying a woman.

So, what is going on with this tablet?

Does it have anything to do with this thing when I wrestled before?

Xu Jiao was fascinated by her thoughts, but she didn't think of any clues. She decided to call home the next day to find out what was going on. She tapped her fingertips on the tablet, and she slowly said with an agitated voice. :

"Be honest, don't engage in feudal superstitions, or you'll be smashed."

Tablet position: "..."

Xu Jiao squeezed the tablet into the bed again, thinking that this thing might be uncomfortable lying on the courier box, so she wanted to improve her sleeping environment. She yawned, and came up after feeling sleepy. .

When she narrowed her eyes, she suddenly saw a dark shadow beside the door of the dormitory.

Vague, slender, like a person.

Long-haired.

You can't see clearly.

Xu Jiao looked at the group of dark shadows sleepily, not knowing whether this came out of the tablet or the "pen-xian" who hadn't given away during the day. She stared for a while, Xu Jiao's eyes were a little dry, subconsciously. Blinked.

When I looked again, the dark shadow by the door disappeared.

Xu Jiao reached out to touch the tablet in the quilt, and suddenly shouted in her heart: "System."

The system promptly said: "Huh?"

Xu Jiao: "You said that in case that thing smashes my face later, I will use this wooden clapper to shoot it, will it be useful?"

System: "...what is the principle?"

Xu Jiao: "Use poison to fight poison. The substances of the same world harm each other, so I can sleep well."

The system was silent for a while, not knowing whether to sympathize with Xu Jiao or to sympathize with this tablet.

Xu Jiao didn't get a response from the system. She wanted to ask what she didn't know about the world better than herself, so she stared in the direction of the door and looked at it for a while. After a long time, she fell asleep like that.

Because the tablet was pressed under the thick quilt, no one saw it. Before the black shadow disappeared, the long piece of wood gave out a gleam, as if shocked and proclaiming something.

...

Xu Jiao had a dream.

The dream was bright red, overwhelming the sky, and especially bright and dazzling. When she got closer, she discovered that there were golden flowers on it, in the shape of flowers and birds, very delicate and beautiful.

She stretched out her hand and touched the silky color, only to find that the red seemed to be fabric, and this gorgeous style and festive color somehow reminded her of ancient wedding dresses.

Staring at the golden flowers and birds in a daze, a cool breath suddenly appeared behind her, making Xu Jiao feel cold instinctively, but not afraid, as if she instinctively knew that the other party was not malicious.

The cool breath enveloped her, and under the red long sleeves, the white skin color was exposed. The other party held her tightly and pressed it against her ear, as if it were intimacy, but also like... looking for her fatal point .

Xu Jiao shrank her neck, trying to avoid the opponent's movements, but a little tingling came from the tips of her ears.

She was bitten by the opponent.

Seeing that she was caught by the slight pain, she stopped moving, and the breath behind her was a little satisfied. After lingering around her neck for a while, Xu Jiao heard a female voice, her voice was very light, but she said with a heavy emotion:

"mine."

The voice is very pleasant, a little dumb that is not easy to detect, and a little damp and ambiguous. It makes people feel like standing in front of a waterfall, with a moist feeling on the face. If you don't pay attention, your face is already covered with a layer. The fine water stains.

It's attractive and enchanting.

After hearing this, Xu Jiaoguang started to wonder if the woman speaking was a fox-little who had become a cultivator, otherwise, how could she even be able to say such a simple word so temptingly.

The throat moved, she asked in a low voice, "What?"

The breath that wrapped her suddenly tightened, making Xu Jiao feel that she was strangled a little, but fortunately, there was no pain. She wanted to look back and see the face of the person behind her, but she could only hear a low repetition. , As if to confirm something, and as if to leave a deep mark on her:

"mine."

...

A passionate rap sound sounded.

The beating of gongs and drums was very noisy, coming from above.

"Ai Ai, please turn off the alarm clock, ah, I'm going to die..." Zhou Qili's voice came from the quilt, Qian Ai raised her hand on the railing beside the bed, making a loud noise, and then she Sit up suddenly and said: