The sickly beauty becomes a god in the horror game

"Bai Cha, can you...can you do me a favor?"

Bai Cha was revising his paper in the dormitory when he heard this and looked at his roommate Yu Zhenzhen.

Yu Zhenzhen spoke a little hesitantly.

"What can I help you with?" Bai Cha asked warmly.

"I'm feeling a little unwell these days. Can you help me pick up a courier?"

After Yu Zhenzhen finished speaking, she said in a panic: "Forget it, let me get it myself..."

"It's okay, I just happened to go to the supermarket to buy something. Just send me the pickup code." Bai Cha smiled.

Yu Zhenzhen's condition has really looked wrong these days, her face is frighteningly pale, and she hasn't slept all night long.

Due to Bai Cha's health, her sleep quality has always been very bad. I saw her sitting there staring at the wall in the middle of the night last night, and I didn't know what was wrong.

"But if you feel uncomfortable, it's best to go to the hospital as soon as possible. Nothing is more important than health."

Bai Cha touched her hair, spoke softly, took her cell phone and left the dormitory.

Yu Zhenzhen looked at her leaving figure, pursed her lips twice, and her eyes turned red.

She looked down at her phone for a long time. She sent the pickup code to Bai Cha with trembling hands, then closed her eyes, buried herself in the quilt and cried.

sorry Sorry sorry!

Yu Zhenzhen apologized crazily in her heart.

She didn't know how Bai Cha would react when he knew the truth, but Bai Cha was so gentle, so he shouldn't blame her, right?

She really...has no choice.

Bai Cha held an umbrella and walked slowly towards the supermarket.

Today is cloudy, with a slight drizzle, very, very light, and few passers-by hold umbrellas. After all, it is midsummer.

It's a pity she can't.

Even if it rained so lightly, she would probably fall ill after returning to the dormitory.

She was born with deficiencies and did not have the conditions to be taken good care of. She had no resources for a long time. Compared with the dying old man, she was only 20 years old and not 80 years old.

Yu Zhenzhen was a little strange, but she didn't care.

It's just a favor. One more thing is worse than one less thing, so why bother to get to the bottom of it.

She thought a little indifferently about love.

At least it can show that I can walk and move.

There were quite a lot of people in the supermarket, and there were quite a few students coming and going to get express delivery.

When it was Bai Cha's turn, she reported the pickup code.

A somewhat heavy express box arrived in her hands.

She took a photo of Yu Zhenzhen.

"I'm going back now, is there anything I want to bring?"

After asking politely, Bai Cha felt that if people were sensible, they should refuse.

Yu Zhenzhen is sensible, but she said: "Can you help me open the express delivery and see what's inside?"

Tsk.

Bai Cha didn't want to, but agreed.

This has been her life principle for more than 20 years. She has known since she was a child that because she is weak and she is the only one left in the family, many people around her will be kind and help out of sympathy.

But it doesn't mean that these help are free.

The premise is that she must show herself to be gentle, harmless and worthy.

You must not be hysterical, sensitive, or self-respecting because of physical pain and torture.

She can't feel confident just because others have helped her, but she has to give back.

Even though no one had ever asked her if she wanted sympathetic help, she couldn't refuse.

Otherwise, these seemingly beautiful good intentions may turn into: "Sure enough, I have some problems after losing my parents. I am too withdrawn. Others are also kind, so why don't you appreciate it?", "Everyone is also kind, you.

Can you please stop being so sensitive?", "Oh, don't argue with her, she just has a bad temper because of her poor health."

That means she doesn't know what is good or bad.

It just so happens that the good intentions of these people are truly good intentions.

Bai Cha borrowed a knife and cut open the express delivery.

Inside is a statue.

Bai Cha was a little surprised.

Because this statue looks very evil.

It looks like a Buddha statue, sitting on a lotus platform, holding the Buddha's seal in his hands, but his expression does not have the compassion that a Buddha statue should have.

Instead, he stared at her coldly, revealing unspeakable malice.

Bai Cha shivered subconsciously, feeling that the temperature around him suddenly dropped a lot, and the sound seemed to disappear.

There was only this Buddha statue left in front of me.

The eyes of the Buddha seemed to move, and she felt a suffocating pressure, as if being locked and marked by something.

The coldness that hit her face like a tide almost made her face turn pale instantly, her heart was beating crazily, and her breathing began to become rapid.

She instinctively wanted to cover her chest and suppress her heart that was almost beating out of her chest, but she couldn't move.

Some strange murmurs also sounded in my ears, which sounded like Buddha's chants, but if you listened carefully, they were not.

The voice was clearly calling her in a low voice.

"White tea, white tea, white tea, white tea..."

The sound became louder and louder, and Bai Cha's heart beat at a terrifying speed. The pain in her heart was like tearing apart, causing her to completely lose consciousness.

…

Bai Cha didn't know when she regained consciousness. She just felt as if she had fallen into an icy lake, wet and cold.

This coldness gradually awakened her consciousness.

"Hey, you finally woke up? It's up to you to get up and catch up!" A slightly irritated female voice sounded in her ears.

Bai Cha moved and only had time to see the back of a woman leaving.

She glanced at the room. This was not her dormitory, nor was it a hospital.

This is a bit like a small hotel.

Bai Cha sat up. His body was stiffer and more tired than usual, and his head hurt. He touched his forehead and found that he had a fever, but it shouldn't be high, about 37 degrees Celsius or so.

She usually has a fever 2 to 3 times a month and can accurately measure her body temperature without a thermometer.

She didn't care either. Where she was now was probably more important than her body, which was often sick.

And at this moment, a line of words suddenly floated over.

[Hey, this new guy is pretty good-looking, but he doesn’t look like he’s going to live long]

Bai Cha looked over calmly.

It's a... quite high-tech panel?

She felt something and touched it.

[Name: White Tea.

Age:20.

Gender: Female.

Exclusive skills are being generated for you, please wait patiently.】

game?

Before she had time to think about it clearly, the door was pushed open violently.

The woman who had just walked out was standing there with an unkind look on her face.

"I told you to come out and follow me for what? Newcomer?"

Bai Cha raised his eyes. Because of his fever, the sickness on his face was very obvious.

After the quick glance at the interface just now, she already had countless guesses in her mind.

So she showed a gentle and timid smile and said, "Excuse me, where is this place?"

The woman suddenly darkened her face and looked her over.

"Damn, there's actually a new person in the A-level book."

She was very impatient and turned around to leave, but hesitated and turned back again with a cold tone.

"If you don't want to die, just follow me. Stop talking. There's a bald man outside. Don't let him know you're a newcomer."