The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

Mu Qianxi waved excitedly again and watched Leng Che running towards the dormitory building.

After about ten seconds, a clear and familiar voice sounded behind him: "Mu Qianxi."

She turned around in surprise and saw Leng Che. He was still as clean and refreshed as when they went to Yuanqi Temple together in the morning.

"Leng Che! Why are you so fast?"

"Ah."

She looked back at the figure downstairs, but he was gone. When she turned around again, he grabbed her hair and pulled it down. She suddenly felt pain, and before she could react, the amulet in her hand fell into the puddle on the ground.

By the time she realized she was seeing a ghost, she was already being pulled by the hair and her face was pressed into the sink filled with water!

Damn! She encountered a ghost again! It was a ghost that could transform into a human form, and it turned into a cold and ruthless one. How could she defend herself against it?

Mu Qianxi grabbed the edge of the sink and tried to raise her face, but it was futile because "he" was too strong. The feeling of suffocation gradually came over her, and Mu Qianxi had to reach into the water and grope around, but the drain was blocked and could not be opened no matter how hard she pushed. The amulet also fell to the side and could not be retrieved.

In the end, she could only use all her strength to kick behind her several times, but the other party was like a walking corpse and had no consciousness at all. Her face was still pressed into the water and she couldn't breathe.

As the feeling of suffocation increased, Mu Qianxi's strength in struggling gradually deflated like a loose balloon, and she was finally unable to move. Her lungs seemed to be squeezed into thin sheets, and she could not breathe a single breath of fresh air.

Why haven't you come yet? You said you would come to see me. You are a liar...

The suffocating pain wrapped her tightly, making it impossible for her to break free, and her consciousness was gradually drained away...

Leng Che ran to the dormitory building, but found that the iron door was locked. He retreated to the outside of the building, and when he saw the water pipes connecting the upper and lower floors, he climbed up desperately, and then jumped without hesitation, holding on to the balcony of the second-floor dormitory and successfully climbed in.

He didn't care about his sore knee, stood up, and ran out with unsteady steps.

She was waiting for him...

She would be hurt... maybe even die...

His mind was filled with the red marks on her neck from being pinched... When he thought of this, he went crazy and ran to the fifth floor without caring about his fatigue and pain.

When he saw her being pressed into the water, Leng Che was completely panicked. He took out the amulet from his pocket, drove away the evil spirit, and quickly pulled her out.

Fresh air entered her lungs again. Mu Qianxi coughed up several mouthfuls of water and took deep breaths for a long time before she regained some strength. She realized that her feet were weak and she fell into a familiar embrace. She raised her head and ran into the pair of eyes she loved the most. However, those eyes no longer had the indifference and coldness of the past. At this moment, they were red and staring at her closely, with guilt and fear in their eyes.

"I'm sorry..." Leng Che's voice trembled when he said these three words.

It was cold, really cold... Endless grievances surged in her heart. Mu Qianxi pursed her lips, like a wet kitten, and angrily hit his chest several times before hugging him tightly, complaining aggrievedly: "Why did you come just now? I've been waiting for you for a long, long time! I was strangled and pushed into the water, and I almost died. Do you know that? If you don't come again, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost!"

At this moment, reason finally couldn't overcome the emotions in his heart. Leng Che hugged her back, tightened his arms, and said repeatedly: "I know. I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'm late... I'm sorry..."

Listening to his hoarse voice and the long pause of apologies, Mu Qianxi realized that he was shaking violently.

He was scared. He almost lost her... She was so afraid of water...

"If anything goes wrong for you, I will be the first one to not let myself go..."

The grievance was mostly gone, and Mu Qianxi finally stepped away from his embrace and took a good look at him. She found that his face was covered in sweat in the cold weather, and the coat he wore in the morning was gone. There were several spots of dust on his white sweatpants and sweatshirt. He looked dusty, as if he had traveled a long way...

It was the first time she saw him so embarrassed.

"Leng Che, what's wrong with you?" Mu Qianxi wanted to check if he was injured anywhere with a distressed look on her face, but he held her wrist and comforted her.

Looking at her almond-shaped eyes that were red from worry, his eyes were so gentle that they seemed to melt away, and he said very softly, "I'm fine."

Staring at the person in front of him, the emotion of loss and recovery surged from the bottom of his heart to his throat, making him unable to speak.

Leng Che paused, and when he spoke again, his obscure voice was full of fear: "It's just that I lost you, and I walked a long way to find you back."

She didn't know that he had carried her up half a mountain and traveled to many places in the illusion...

She didn't know how glad he was when he saw her getting angry at him, that he finally found her...

"I forgive you." In fact, the moment she saw his miserable state, her anger disappeared. Mu Qianxi turned around and showed him her messy hair. "But you have to help me tie my hair back together. If that thing hadn't turned into your shape, I wouldn't be in such a miserable state! It's all your fault!"

Mu Qianxi thought he wouldn't agree to her request so easily, so she pretended to be angry and grumbled. Unexpectedly, Leng Che lowered his eyes and stared at her, and responded softly: "Well, it's all my fault."

He stood behind her, took off the precarious hairband, held up her black hair and combed it for her. His movements were clumsy but extremely careful, as if he was combing his most precious treasure.

Leng Che clumsily tied her hair and looked at his "masterpiece", feeling speechless.

"I...don't really know how." He felt a little uncomfortable.

Mu Qianxi touched his ponytail, turned around and looked at him, her eyes full of smiles: "It's okay, remember what I said in the school tea room? I like Leng Che's ponytail no matter how he wears it!"

Leng Che was stunned for a moment, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated as if it was burned by her brilliant smile. He coughed lightly, turned his eyes away, hiding his emotions: "Let's go, time is running out, we must find a way to leave the dream."

Mu Qianxi nodded, and when she saw the amulet soaked in water on the ground, she felt sorry for it: "This amulet is quite useful against ghosts, but it's a pity that it's destroyed."

Leng Che placed his amulet into her palm and said softly, "Use mine."

Mu Qianxi didn't want it. Instead, she took his hand and held it in front of them, with a sly smile in her eyes: "You hold the amulet, and I'll hold your hand!"

Her hand was warm, small and soft, and she held his. Looking at each other's hands holding each other intimately, he felt cold and hot, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

In fact, she just wanted to take the opportunity to get close to him. Seeing that he didn't answer, Mu Qianxi felt guilty. The more guilty she felt, the louder she raised her voice and pretended to be righteous: "What are you doing? There is only one amulet. Do you have a better way? If something happens again, I will never let you go even if I become a ghost, Leng Che! I'm not kidding!"

Leng Che wanted to say something but stopped himself. In the end, he just lowered his head very unnaturally, and held her hand with red ears.

He lowered his head and led her for a few steps before he whispered back to her: "No."

There is no other way.

Even if there were other ways, he just wanted to follow her wishes and let her lead him.

Listening to his deep and mellow voice, Mu Qianxi felt extremely excited. She was like a little wild cat that had succeeded in its plan, so happy that its tail was about to rise to the sky.

"Hey! By the way! Leng Che, how did you get up here? Wasn't the dormitory door closed?"

"..." Leng Che was unable to speak, "I... climbed the water pipe to the second floor."

His actions were faster than his reason at that time. He didn't think too much and just wanted to get to her as soon as possible.

Sure enough, Mu Qianxi burst out laughing after hearing what he said, and looked up at his twisted appearance with sparkling eyes, jokingly: "Last time you climbed over the wall to pick up my shoes, this time you climbed the water pipe to find me, our three-good students of Yuncheng No. 3 Middle School are going to be corrupted by me~"

"..." Leng Che pursed his lips and said nothing, thinking angrily about how to explain himself to justify his inappropriate behavior. But after thinking about it, he could only say three words, "I'm afraid of ghosts."

"I'm afraid you'll become a ghost and haunt me."

Who could have thought that the Eleventh Prince would come up with such an absurd reason? Fortunately, she didn't know it, otherwise she would have laughed her head off.

"Oh~ I'm afraid of ghosts."

He is afraid of ghosts, but he still runs over to save her from the evil spirit at all costs. It sounds contradictory.

Mu Qianxi suppressed her laughter and didn't expose him. Instead, she held his hand tightly and said to him happily as usual: "I like you so much~ Leng Che."

As her clear and crisp voice fell, Leng Che's expression moved, his heart felt itchy, and his rosy earlobes became even hotter.

"Yeah." He answered her in a low voice.