【Quick Wear】I always go to the wrong plot

"Nan Zhu is not here, and Lu Qingci has also disappeared. Is it because of the plot?"

During the break, Zhao Xi came to the rooftop alone, leaning her elbows on the railing, the breeze blowing her hair.

1314: [That should be the case. Host, you are really amazing. The plot points are already 80. Hahahaha, the mission will be completed soon! ]

Zhao Xi couldn't help but recall what happened yesterday after it reminded him. The ambiguous panting, the sticky kiss... Zhao Xi angrily hammered the railing: "Damn, what's going on? It can't be that I kissed him and my credit increased by 10 points?!"

Zhao Xi grabbed her hair and tangled it around her fingertips, her voice gradually becoming weaker: "We are not the male and female protagonists..."

As she said that, she blamed 1314: "Go fix your function quickly, this mission is like being blind and it's so frustrating!"

1314 whined and groaned in dissatisfaction, but Zhao Xi ignored him and looked aimlessly at the blue sky. Although she said so, she still had doubts in her heart, whether the plot point at 10 o'clock had anything to do with Lu Qingci.

After that day, Lu Qingci gave her a message saying he was going home to deal with something and then disappeared. Zhao Xi was quite dissatisfied with him for disappearing after being a hooligan, but she knew about his family's troubles and was a little worried about what his family was going to do next.

"Well, no matter what, it's almost over."

Zhao Xi thought to himself.

"Zhao Xi."

Zhao Xi was stopped by an unexpected person.

It was Fu Peipei. She was standing alone not far away, with one hand clasped tightly in front of her chest and her eyes blinking constantly, showing that she was very nervous.

Zhao Xi stopped. Without Nan Zhu, she didn't know how to face Peipei. Especially because of what happened in the past, Zhao Xi's guilt couldn't let her turn a blind eye to Peipei, so she pretended to be disgusted and asked with her chin raised: "What do you want to do?"

When Fu Peipei saw Zhao Xi paying attention to her, her eyes lit up. She had thought Zhao Xi would just ignore her.

Fu Peipei was born with a keen intuition and had long noticed that Zhao Xi only bullied her when Nan Zhu was around. He ignored her at other times, without any malicious intent or care. It was as if he was doing it on purpose for Nan Zhu to see...

Fu Peipei found this idea of ​​hers very funny. Why would she deliberately bully Nan Zhu in front of her? They had nothing to do with each other. In fact, because of Nan Zhu's disappearance in the past few days, Fu Peipei even disliked him a little.

He left without saying a word. He had promised to protect her, but now there was no news at all. Fu Peipei was left alone in school, curled up in bed every night in fear. The slightest disturbance made her nervous. If this continued, she would collapse sooner or later.

Unable to find Nanzhu, Fu Peipei, who was desperate, had to turn to Zhao Xi.

Nan Zhu couldn't see it that day, but Fu Peipei saw it clearly. She can guarantee that the ghost was shattered when it touched Zhao Xi, leaving nothing behind. Fu Peipei didn't know the reason, but she had already regarded Zhao Xi as her last straw. Fu Peipei felt that if she didn't do something, "it" would come to find her.

Fu Peipei was feeling desperate. The psychological trauma she had from being bullied by Zhao Xi had long since disappeared. Now faced with a life-threatening matter, she was only thinking about how to save her own life.

"Huh? Accompany you to find some information from four years ago?" Zhao Xi simply couldn't understand Peipei's request: "Why are you looking for that thing? Why do you need me to accompany you?"

Fu Peipei: “Uh… um…”

Fu Peipei's mind was spinning. Right, how could she explain it? Could she just say that she was haunted by a ghost and had to solve the school's secrets and send the ghost to a new life? Zhao Xi would think she was crazy!

Moreover, regarding the situations in which those ghosts met Zhao Xi, how could Zhao Xi possibly believe that there were ghosts in the world? Those she met had been eliminated by her without her knowing!

Just when Fu Peipei was speechless and had no idea how to respond, Zhao Xi spoke up: "If you want me to go with you, I can, but there is one condition."

"You are not allowed to get close to Nanzhu again."

Zhao Xi spoke seriously in accordance with her duties as a female supporting role, but the female lead nodded hurriedly: "Okay, okay, no problem."

If this trip with Zhao Xi can resolve the issue, then Fu Peipei and Nan Zhu will certainly have nothing to be together for.

Zhao Xi was speechless. This condition was of course her excuse. Fu Peipei probably didn't know how pale her face was now. She looked so pitiful. Zhao Xi certainly wanted to help her. Zhao Xi guessed that it was related to the plot. The heroine was like this, but the hero was nowhere to be seen, leaving her, the vicious female supporting role, to be the one.

Following behind Fu Peipei, Zhao Xi had been thinking about what the plot was. Why would the heroine search for information from many years ago? It couldn't be that the heroine of a campus novel had some deep hatred, right? If that was the case, Zhao Xi could only admire the author's imagination.

Zhao Xi's guesses about the direction of the plot became more and more off track.

They came to the information room.

There was a lock, Zhao Xi waited for Fu Peipei to open it, but he watched Fu Peipei holding the hairpin and picking the lock with ease.

Zhao Xi: “???”

The information room stores most of the school's information and is locked every day. To enter, one must report to the school and ask for the key. Zhao Xi didn't expect Fu Peipei to have this trick.

She was now beginning to be curious about what was to come.

The lock is unlocked.

The door opened and it was very quiet, with only the old smell that had been sealed off for a long time. No. 1 Middle School claims to be a century-old school, so there are several bookcases for the materials displayed here.

Fu Peipei's heart finally relaxed. In the inner space, she and Nanzhu encountered a terrible pursuit when they came here. Now it is so peaceful, I don't know if it is because of Zhao Xi or because this is the outer world.

Looking at Zhao Xi who had walked in curiously, Fu Peipei suppressed her excitement and said, "Zhao Xi, I'll go find her first. You can wait a moment."

After saying that, he took action immediately.

Zhao Xi looked at Fu Peipei's quick movements and was very curious, but their relationship was not something that could be shared secretly. Out of boredom, Zhao Xi also began to look through the information.

When I opened it, it was a newspaper.

Zhao Xi raised an eyebrow. It was still possible to see newspapers these days. It was probably specially prepared by the school.

He turned the page again, and the bold black font caught Zhao Xi's eyes directly - No. 1 Middle School tragedy, a student was brutally dismembered? !

Zhao Xi's eyes widened, and he followed the words downward: "A faculty member accidentally dug out a student's head from a flower bed, which instantly caused a huge sensation. According to police investigation, the person was a middle school student, and his body was maliciously dismembered and buried in various places in the school by the murderer...

The newspaper with black words on a white background looks real and old. Through the vivid description, you can seem to see the whole process of the bloody tragedy.

There is even a picture of the victim below.

Zhao Xi felt her limbs go cold as she read it. The hair on her temples seemed to be blown down by the wind, covering the words and making it difficult for her to see the victim's face.

Just as she was about to lift her hair up, she heard Fu Peipei screaming in extreme fear: "Zhao Xi!"

The sound of snapping rang in Zhao Xi's ears, and he only heard 1314's most serious voice: [Pounce forward! ]

The heavy sound of the huge bookcase falling down made the hearts of the people at the scene tighten, especially Zhao Xi who had just escaped death. She lay on the ground, looking at the scattered documents and flying dust in a daze.

Why did the bookcase suddenly fall down? !

Before Zhao Xi could even figure it out, Fu Peipei ran over with a pale face, pulled her up from the ground, and ran away without saying a word, gritting her teeth.

Zhao Xi knew nothing, but Fu Peipei couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine when she thought of what had just happened.

Zhao Xi was standing alone in front of the huge bookcase. Suddenly, a ghost with black hair covering its face seemed to appear from the edge of the bookcase. Its fingers, like sharp black knives, were embedded in the edge of the bookcase, and the heavy bookcase, which was nearly five meters long, began to shake!

Zhao Xi seemed unaware of it, frowning and looking carefully at the thing in his hand.

The distance was too far for Fu Peipei to save him. If Zhao Xi hadn't reacted in the end, he would probably have been a pool of blood under the bookcase.

Fu Peipei has already reacted. Although the ghosts are afraid of Zhao Xi, she is a human being with mortal flesh. With just a little "small accident", she is the most vulnerable flower. Fu Peipei suspects that the ghosts have already known Zhao Xi's peculiarity, so they use these means.

Fu Peipei felt boundless fear. The way out turned into a dead end, and she seemed to have really no other way out.

Zhao Xi was dragged by Fu Peipei and ran for more than ten minutes until she finally slowed down.

They stayed at an unknown floor of the teaching building.

Zhao Xi finally had the chance to ask questions. Looking at Fu Peipei, who looked panicked and miserable, he couldn't help but frown: "Fu Peipei, what's going on? Why are you running?"

Fu Peipei gave her a smile that almost made her cry: "It's nothing, Zhao Xi, please leave quickly. I, I..."

Her tears suddenly rolled down: "I'm going to die, what should I do, Zhao Xi..."

Zhao Xi was startled. She reached out her hand to comfort Fu Peipei and didn't want to care about her personality anymore: "What's wrong with you? What happened?"

Fu Peipei walked up to Zhao Xi and held her hands tightly, her eyes wide open: "Zhao Xi, how did you do that? Can you teach me? Please?!"

Zhao Xi was held tightly by her. Fu Peipei's hand was like an iron hoop, as if she was a life-saving straw. Zhao Xi was forced to take a few steps back, and his waist hit the stainless steel guardrail, and the accident happened again.

Zhao Xi felt that there was nothing behind his body. The guardrail was loose and he fell down directly. This was the fifth floor!

In this short second, when the two people were about to fall together because of their holding hands, Zhao Xi struggled to break free from Fu Peipei's hand, and pushed Fu Peipei into the corridor. She looked at Fu Peipei's face distorted with fear, and at the moment of life and death, she actually thought about other things: Who is the victim?

When falling, Zhao Xi closed his eyes: That teardrop mole looks like Lu Qingci.

But at this moment, the red rope on Zhao Xi's ankle suddenly glowed red, and Lu Qingci's figure appeared at the bottom of the building like mist.

But what was seen was Zhao Xi's figure falling from the balcony.

Lu Qingci could hardly maintain his human form. His dark pupils trembled, and blood gradually spread throughout his pupils. His originally handsome face began to shatter like cracked white porcelain. His human form completely disappeared, and he turned into a pool of blood mist and flew into the air, wrapping the girl directly, and then landed safely on the ground.

Zhao Xi's condition was also very bad. Her face was pale and her cat-like eyes were wide open in disbelief. The intense fear in them stung Lu Qingci's eyes.

Lu Qingci hugged her still trembling body tightly and saw his own appearance in Zhao Xi's clear and frightened eyes: his eyes were red, his skin was broken, and a bloody mist was swirling behind him, like a ghost or a demon.

The girl was obviously frightened and her pupils shrank again. Her already weak breathing became rapid. Her trembling lips wanted to say something, but Lu Qingci covered her eyes. His voice was hoarse, as if he was suppressing something: "Don't be afraid, Zhao Xi, this is just a dream."

Lu Qingci's eyes were red as if they were about to bleed, but his voice was as usual as he comforted Zhao Xi, who was trembling like a little animal: "It's okay, I'm here, go to sleep."