Dying in the Male Lead’s Arms Every Time I Transmigrate

Ning Meng couldn't figure it out.

Qiu Keke's relationship in school is very good, so she has a lot of news, and friends can't describe it too much.

Moreover, she herself is quite bold, not to be shy, she often sees some girls come to her and bring her food.

It shouldn't seem to be a character that will become enemies.

She was still thinking that Shi Qi had reached into the table.

The contents inside were quite big. He took out a picture and framed it with a frame. There was nothing on it.

The surface can also touch the canvas with one touch.

What I can see is an oil painting, but there is nothing painted, like a pile of paint, nothing painted.

This is too perfunctory.

Ning Meng felt that there was no time to draw something beautiful.

She couldn't help but have a big brain. Could it be that the girl had a crush on Qiu Keke, so she gave a picture of her own painting after everyone was gone?

She reached out and touched it, and it felt normal, without any shade.

The mobile phone shines on it.

Shi Qi put it back again, his face pale, "Go home."

Ning Meng said "ah" and asked, "Don't we need to see what's wrong with this painting?"

Shi Qi looked at her and said, "Let Qiu Keke go and see for himself."

Ning Meng thought for a while. She might have opened her yin and yang eyes for a long time. She wanted to think about terrible places when she saw everything. Maybe it was just ordinary.

She said, "Well, go home."

I completely forgot about the sudden extinguishment of the lights.

Two people left the classroom one after another, locked the door again, and walked out of the quiet classroom late at night.

The moonlight shone into the empty classroom.

After returning home, Ning Meng threw the matter behind her ears, and was urged by Liang Fengmei: "I should let you come back earlier, right?"

While drinking the porridge, she complained: "Later, a classmate came back to get a book, so I had to wait for him to leave."

But if you go too late, you won't see the rest.

Liang Fengmei sat aside, sewing her clothes.

Ning Meng rolled her eyes and suddenly asked, "Mom, did you have fun with Uncle Lin today?"

Hearing what she said, Liang Fengmei almost hurt her hand and glared at her: "What are you going to play? We are going to buy things!"

Ning Meng nodded, "Oh, oh, buy something. What did you buy?"

She just asked in passing, she heard the two people talking at the door in the afternoon, and she should always care about the process.

Liang Fengmei knocked on the bowl: "It's almost half past ten. You have to go wash and go to bed as soon as you finish eating. You have to go to class tomorrow morning."

There must be something tricky to change the subject.

Ning Meng was holding the bowl, took a sneak peek in the shop, and found two exquisite gift bags on the counter.

It should be clothes.

It seems that Uncle Lin is quite good at chasing people, so she can catch them quickly. She may be leaving in a month or two. Liang Fengmei will definitely not be able to bear it.

If there is an accident with the daughter who is dependent on each other, Liang Fengmei will be weak no matter how strong it is, and it will be much better if there is someone to comfort her.

It hurts to think about it.

Ning Meng could only say that she did her best. Ning Ning should have passed away last year, but it took less than a year for her to come here.

She tilted her head back and finished the last bowl, "It's over."

"Hurry up and wash." Liang Fengmei put down her clothes and came over to collect the bowl and pickles. "After washing, go to bed."

"Well, you should rest soon."

Ning Meng returned to the room, and the little paper man was still running on the ground, holding a pen in his little arm.

Her green skirt was painted a little bit by her last time, and now it has become a polka-dot skirt, which is even more cute.

Seeing her back, the little paper man threw a pen and ran towards her.

Ning Meng picked her up, put her on the table, and said, "Don't run around, go to bed, it's too late."

The little paper man understood her meaning, hugged her index finger, rubbed it, looked at her and nodded obediently.

Ning Meng's heart was about to melt, and she touched her face.

The little paper man became happier. He turned around on the table and ran to a delicate box to lie down, covered with a small cloth.

She is going to bed obediently.

Ning Meng made this for her last time, cut from a skirt, and Liang Fengmei scolded her.

She stared for a while and went to the bathroom.

She went to the classroom late the next day, and the bell rang as soon as she arrived.

Qiu Keke sat safe and sound, and the painting from last night was on the table.

Fortunately, the teacher was not feeling well today, and he was just watching from the podium, so it was fine for Qiu Keke to peek at the painting occasionally.

Ning Meng couldn't help touching her desk quietly, holding the bookend and asked, "Coco, whose painting is yours?"

Qiu Keke shook his head and replied in a low voice, "I don't know, I saw it as soon as I arrived in the morning, and it was not signed."

When she came to the classroom early this morning, she saw the painting in the belly of the table.

At first, I didn't see the content, and thought about which talented boy had a crush on her, so I put it in. Later, when I took it out, it was obviously useless.

Certainly it cannot be painted by a crush.

The Chinese teacher on the podium suddenly stood up.

Seeing this, Ning Meng's heart beat, and she hurriedly drew back to study, ready to talk about last night after class.

She looked to the side, Shi Qi did not read, but was looking at a book.

Anyway, she didn't understand or read it. I don't know where it came from. The words above are like ancient words.

After the bell rang after class, the teacher left the classroom.

Qiu Keke took out the painting and put it on the desk. The paint on it piled up to form a strange color.

There are a lot of graffiti, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a child's graffiti.

Ning Meng turned around and said to her, "When I was on duty last night, I saw a girl with long hair, a little taller than me, she didn't see her face, she was sneaky."

Qiu Keke was surprised: "Long hair?"

Most of her better friends have short and medium hair, and basically no long hair. This girl is definitely not her central circle.

Ning Meng gave her a description of the situation when she first threw out the garbage.

Qiu Keke was told by her like a ghost story, "...Don't tell me, I won't be able to sleep at night, maybe it just depends on me? Or did I indirectly help her?"

She has never taken the initiative to offend anyone, let alone girls.

Girls with her, except for those with a particularly bad personality, will not associate with each other, and she rarely speaks against each other or offends them.

There was nothing in the painting, Qiu Keke put it in the bag, "Forget it, no matter what, I will take it back today to have a look, this painter is really bad."

She has learned a little bit of painting, and she has studied all kinds of shortcomings with Ningning, and she feels that someone must be teasing herself.

Ning Meng felt that there was no big problem when she said it.

But just in case, she obediently asked the system: "Is there a problem with this painting?"

The system said: "I don't see a problem for the time being."

She asked: "Then there may be problems in the future?"

The system is uncertain: "It's not clear. At present, the painting is nothing special. To say that the paint looks uncommon."

Ning Meng recalled the painting. The paint on it was squeezed together, and there was nothing special about it. "Is the paint special?"

The system explained: "Some private things should have been added to it, but I can't tell them, and I can't see them."

This system is completely different from those golden finger systems. It is already very powerful to see the differences.

Ning Meng no longer insisted, as long as there is no danger.

...

For a full day, Qiu Keke asked his close friends, but he still didn't ask who made the painting.

And two of her friends also said that they received the painting, but she threw it directly into the trash a few days ago.

There are also piles of paint in the painting, which are now gone.

I guess that person is not his friend.

That made her even more curious, and she was not a friend, why would she send such a thing, and at first glance it was still useless.

This is strange. All three of them have received such paintings, and they are still similar. They don't know what's in it.

Qiu Keke didn't care if he couldn't figure it out.

After school, she and Ning Meng were separated at the school gate.

Qiu Keke's home is in a high-end community in the city center, not far from the school. He usually takes a car, and the driver will pick him up at night.

Even after ten o'clock, the streets are still very lively. Qiu Keke was walking on the road, but the driver did not come to pick her up today

At this moment, a man riding a motorcycle suddenly dragged her bag behind her.

She grabbed it reflexively. The manpower was so great that she was dragged to the ground.

Qiu Keke's face was not so good, he looked up from the ground to see that the man had already ran away, but fortunately his bag was not taken away.

The hand still rubbed on the ground, and the skin was bleeding.

Fortunately, the wound is not big, and a little blood leaking out after drying with a paper towel will be fine, except for a little pain.

"Really sick." Qiu Keke cursed secretly.

The zipper of the bag was opened by the person, and the painting inside fell to the ground again, which was given to her anyway.

She picked it up, patted the surface of the canvas to dust, and put it back.

A trace of blood rubbed on the canvas and disappeared in the paint.

After returning home, Qiu Ke could disinfect it with alcohol, and then scolded the man again, which was really unlucky.

She has a very good family background. Her parents started a company and they are not one of the best. There are some in the front row and no other children. As the only child, she was spoiled and grown up.

After Qiu's father and Qiu's mother came back, when he saw the injury, he was also distressed to death. "If you catch that person, you have to peel off his skin."

Qiu Keke laughed out loud and returned to the room.

After entering the room, she put the painting on the desk and went into the bathroom.

The sound of crashing water and singing came at the same time, covering up the fine and smashing sounds in the room.

The paint that was originally piled up randomly in the painting seems to be alive, slowly moving, and going away in their respective directions.

After a while, Qiu Keke came out of the bathroom.

She went to the table, rubbed her wet hair and sat on the chair to look at the strange painting. The paint was still piled up.

But looking closely, I always find it strange.

She wondered: "It seems a little different... Am I dazzled?"

But he didn't find out what was wrong. Qiu Keke felt that she might be dizzy just after taking a shower.

Qiu's mother opened the door and came in, "I'm not sleeping yet."

She put a glass of milk on the table, saw the painting, picked it up and asked, "This is what you painted? Isn't it too ugly?"

If there is a relationship at home, there will naturally be a variety of people to give gifts, including some of the more expensive paintings.

There are also some expensive things hanging on the wall of the stairwell. Qiu Ma has the ability to appreciate it. This painting is really the ugliest one she has ever seen.

Qiu can deny: "Where is me? Someone gave it to me."

Qiu's mother winked her eyes, put down the painting and asked, "Boy or girl?"

Qiu Keke pushed her out: "Girls, girls, girls, all day long thinking about it, I'm going to sleep."

Back to the table, she set her eyes on the painting again, and reached out to touch it. The canvas was still relatively comfortable to touch, but the painting was not beautiful.

No longer thinking about it, after the hair was dried, she climbed into bed and turned off the light to sleep.

The forgotten painting was placed on the table, and there was a small change... It's a pity that no one found it.

Early the next morning, Qiu Keke was woken up by the alarm clock.

Qiu's mother pinched the time and pushed the door in. "Tomorrow is Saturday. Your birthday is tonight. Would you like to invite your classmates tonight?"

Qiu Keke had just combed his hair and said, "Yes. Mom, are you and Dad at home tonight?"

"No, I'm going to talk about business. I'll accompany your dad to socialize, and the aunt at home is here, let her cook you food, or you can order something outside." Madam Qiu said.

Qiu Keke nodded: "Okay, I see."

On the last birthday of high school, you have to invite good friends to play with you, and you will be able to get together after you divide your stuff.

The door was closed.

Qiu Keke dressed himself up, his eyes were attracted by the painting again, and he held it in his hand and looked at it, "How does it feel changed..."

Last night, she felt that she was looking at the flowers. Now she still feels something is wrong, but she can't tell what's wrong.

Thinking of this, she took a few photos with her phone.

When I came back to look at the phone at night, it should be okay to find faults. She also felt that I was thinking too much, how could a painting suddenly change.

I must be thinking too much.

After arriving at school, she rarely found that Ningning came earlier than her.

I was sitting there reading a book, well-behaved, white and tender, the whole person looked delicate and tender, and I wanted to rub it.

Facing such a pleasant person, it's strange that the time has not changed.

Qiu Keke thought a lot and walked over and said, "Ningning, today I have my birthday. I will have a party at my house tonight. Would you like to come?"

"Ah, I wish you a happy birthday." Ning Meng was surprised, and said, "I have to go home and ask my mother. I should be able to go tonight for self-study."

There is usually no late self-study on Friday. It is also the most comfortable day, and there are more homework on weekends.

Qiu Keke nodded, "Then you can take Shi Qi."

Ning Meng stared, "Your birthday, of course you should ask him, how can I pick him up?"

Qiu Keke secretly covered his mouth and smiled, "Then you can help me ask, I will go upstairs to find someone else later."

There is no cutie in her going out with confidence.

When Ningning went, Shi Qi would definitely go, she knew.

Ning Meng could only respond.

When Qi came back from outside, she mentioned the matter, "Cocoa's birthday, go to her house to play at night, do you want to go?"

Shi Qi did not answer, but just asked, "You too?"

Ning Meng said, "Yes, I will go, of course I will go, I will go if you don't."

After a long time, Shi Qi responded, "Oh, go."

His eyebrows were faint, and another candy was placed on the table. The sunlight outside fell down, shining on the transparent colored candy paper, and it was particularly beautiful.

Ning Meng stayed for a moment, and asked, "The candy I gave you, will you give it to me now?"

Shi Qi didn't react. He was dull for a few seconds, put his finger on it, and slowly asked, "Don't you?"

Ning Meng took it over, "Don't do it for nothing."

Not long ago, this candy still had her last name.

When I changed my surname halfway, I changed it back now.

In the future, it would be good to be like this, anyway, the sugar was in her mouth, and it was only a pocket for Shi Qi.

After returning from the outside, Qiu Keke saw Shi Qi sitting there, and carefully leaned over and asked, "Is it done?"

Ning Meng said, "He will go."

Qiu Ke ridiculously smiled and rubbed her cheek, "Thank you Ningning, I will share a big cake for you tonight."

Ning Meng's eyes brightened: "You said this yourself, don't regret it."

After school in the evening, Qiu Keke took her out.

Shi Qi walked behind, with clear eyebrows and tall stature. He was not affected by the surrounding noise at all, as if he was independent of it.

Several of Qiu Keke's friends were waiting outside the classroom.

One of the girls named Lu Shu was anxious: "Hurry up, time is running out, I have to play less for a long time when I'm late, I can only stay outside for two hours today."

She was one of the people who received the painting, but she threw it away a long time ago. She didn't know where she went, but Qiu Keke asked about it.

Qiu Keke pulled Ning Meng, "This is my table, Ning Ning."

Several girls brushed their eyes on her.

Coco spoke to them more than once, and occasionally saw them outside the classroom. She praised her so much that she was specifically used to describe her.

Looking closer now, it's really white and tender.

It's not all the same with them, no wonder Qiu Keke is like a treasure.

Lu Shu smiled and said, "Yes, yes. Ningning, this is Lu Shu."

Several girls introduced themselves in twitter.

Ning Meng was taken aback by their enthusiasm, "I am Ning Ning, hello."

After chatting outside for a while, the two boys cleaning in the classroom were fine, and Qiu Keke finally waved his hand: "Okay, you can go."

Qiu Keke’s driver came to pick it up.

Seeing the crowds, Qiu Keke pondered for a moment, "Anyway, when Qi has a car, let Ningning take her car, you take mine."

Most of her circles are centered on her. Such things are generally not opposed, not to mention that they are not familiar with the time and they also know some of his affairs.

When I look at it, it is obvious that most of his eyes are on Ningning. It is always bad to be a so-called light bulb by himself.

Ning Meng could only take Shiqi's car with Shiqi.

Fortunately, it was not the first time that she had sat down. She felt quite normal, and pulled out the melon seeds over there, "Can I eat it?"

The voice is clever.

Shi Qi looked at her in surprise and replied for a long while: "Just eat."

Ning Meng's scalp was numb when he stared at him, but this is something other people's stuff. It's better to say hello in advance, because the seeds are really delicious.

...

After arriving at Qiu's house, the group went crazy.

There are various kinds of music cakes. If it weren't for the body, I would just drink it directly. Now that the weather is cold, I still choose a drink.

Ning Meng was cold and didn't want it. Qiu Keke poured a glass of orange juice in front of her.

Others danced and sang happily, she just ate by the side, amusing herself and not disturbing others.

Shi Qi was about the same as her, sitting by the side, calmer than anyone else.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, the others had already left.

Their home is a bit far away, it is not safe to go back at night, and there are elder parents at home, so they can't play more.

Ning Meng was about to leave, and was pulled by Qiu Keke, "I feel that the painting has changed this morning. I took it with my mobile phone. You can see if it looks like this."

She ran upstairs and took the picture off the table.

Because I was afraid of seeing something that shouldn't be there, I covered it with a cloth before I left in the morning, and it hasn't been removed yet.

Qiu Keke asked, "Do you still remember what it was like before?"

Ning Meng nodded, "Remember, it's a mess."

I watched it several times, and she found it the first night, how could I not remember it, this time I remember it clearly.

There were only three of them left in the house, as well as the aunt in the kitchen. She opened the cover and the whole picture came into view again.

What was originally a mess has turned into a landscape painting.

The painting is a forest, very beautiful, as if carefully drawn by a painter. There are all starry sky and moon, but the depths of the forest are dark and intimidating.

Ning Meng almost didn't stare at her, "This..."

When Shi Qi poured water in the kitchen, Qiu Keke said: "I didn't think it was right last night, but it didn't exist at all at that time, and then I took a photo before leaving in the morning."

She clicked on the phone album and a picture popped out.

It's exactly the same as this picture.

Qiu Keke was stunned, "I'm going, what's going on, I clearly remember that there was no such thing in the morning, why is it like this now?"

It’s impossible for anyone to take the mobile phone with you.

Shi Qi walked over to Ning Meng's table, holding the cup.

He lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on the painting, his slender fingers rubbed it for a moment, and his voice was deep: "Blood?"

Ning Meng stared at him for a long time, feeling that she was tempted by beauty. Seeing that the two hadn't noticed her, she bowed her head with a guilty conscience.

The eldest grandson is too beautiful to be blamed.

When he said this, Qiu Keke suddenly remembered what happened that night, "I was almost robbed that day, and I scratched my hand, then picked up the painting, maybe I accidentally got it on."

She didn't even notice it afterwards.

Qiu Keke roughly described what happened that day, as well as the weird situation that he took this morning and the current situation.

As he was talking, Ning Meng saw the painting change again sharply.

She watched for a few seconds and was sure that it had really changed, pointing to the corner and reminding: "A figure suddenly appeared here!"

Qiu Keke hurriedly got closer to see.

The figure appeared in the corner of the forest, that is, at the edge, and you can see it when you get close, but you can't see clearly.

It happened that there was a magnifying glass at home, she took it and looked at it.

At this look, I was stunned.

Ning Meng felt weird. She didn't respond. She took a magnifying glass in her hand and looked at it for herself. She almost jumped off the sofa.

The clothes, hair style, and appearance of this figure... It can be seen that it is Lu Shu who is here to attend the party tonight.

Moreover, the expression on Lu Shu's face is changing step by step.

From being at a loss and knowing what to do, to panic and fear...

Sugar gave me.

Of course it is mine.

——"The Little Diary that Shi Qi Secretly Hidden"