【Quick Wear】I always go to the wrong plot

1314: [Drip——Host, host! ]

Zhao Xi was startled by what he was called, and said happily: "You finally connected 1314! Did you know that you haven't responded for three days!!"

1314: [Ah? I'm not offline. It's me who called you but you didn't respond, host.]

Zhao Xi was shocked by 1314's words, "What are you talking about?"

1314: [I want to remind you that the hero's condition is a bit abnormal, but the plot points have increased by 5 points and are now 85.] This shows that the plot is progressing normally, and the hero's abnormality may also be necessary for the development of the plot.

Zhao Xi thought of that strange lucid dream again.

She murmured to herself, "What on earth is going on?"

The seeds of doubt took root and sprouted. Zhao Xi asked: "1314, is this a campus world?"

1314 Unknown: [Of course, the male and female protagonists are both in school, so it is a campus novel. ]

"I don't know why, but I feel uneasy."

Zhao Xi looked out the window, and saw heavy rain. This heavy rain that was about to flood the entire city had lasted for three days. Under the yellow warning, even during the special period of the senior year, No. 1 Middle School had to give them a holiday.

1314 comforted her: [It's okay, host. As long as the plot is completed, we will leave this world. No matter how many changes there are, it will not affect us. ]

[You were able to complete your first mission so quickly, that's excellent. 】

"I hope so." Zhao Xi crawled into bed. The rainy autumn was always chilly, which made her sneeze uncontrollably. She took out her cell phone to play games to pass the time.

"Ding-dong-"

A video invitation popped up.

Zhao Xi saw the person coming: Lu Qingci. His fingers froze as he was about to refuse. He didn't know what was wrong with Lu Qingci. He kept doing some couple's actions recently.

Hug, hold hands, kiss...

Zhao Xi hesitated. After all, although she told Lu Qingci to try it for a month, what she really meant was just trying it for a month.

But Lu Qingci would make a pitiful expression and say something like, "You really didn't mean what you promised me, don't feel sorry for me."

Zhao Xi choked and could only admit defeat and extend his hand to let the other person hold his.

When they actually held hands, the warmth of her palms made Zhao Xi's face blush. She suddenly realized that although they had kissed many times, this was the first time they held hands.

Different from the ambiguous feeling of breath entangled when kissing, holding hands is a youthful temptation. When hands are tightly held, it seems that the hearts are also connected.

Zhao Xi muttered in her heart: How could someone hold hands for the first time after kissing so many times?

However, Lu Qingci's hands were so big and warm. Zhao Xi quietly moved her tightly held hands, feeling a little strange: his body was like a piece of cold jade before.

Zhao Xi withdrew his thoughts and found that the previous invitation was outdated because it had not been responded to for too long, but Lu Qingci immediately called another one.

Zhao Xi answered the call, and Lu Qingci's face appeared in the small window.

It's the chin. I don't know how this guy faces the camera. His chin takes up half of the camera. But Zhao Xi also witnessed what beauty bullying is. The angular jawline seems to be able to swallow people when stared at by those dark eyes.

Lu Qingci seemed to have noticed it, so he moved his phone further away and looked at Zhao Xi with a smile in his eyes: "Zhao Xi, are you still awake?"

Zhao Xi raised an eyebrow: "Who wants to video chat with me so late? How can I sleep?"

But as she said this, she couldn't help but yawn.

Lu Qingci saw it and said, "Then we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Zhao Xi stopped him: "No, I can't sleep now, let's talk. Come on, find something to talk about."

She sank deeper into the quilt. The camera was focusing on her pretty face. Her thick eyelashes were still stained with water droplets from yawning, like a timid kitten tucking its paws.

Lu Qingci: "Okay, then Zhao Xi, what kind of future do you want?"

Zhao Xi: "Hmm? Don't you usually ask what kind of university you want to go to? Okay, okay, I just want to live comfortably and happily every day in the future!"

She smiled softly, as if whispering something: "I'm so lazy, how about you?"

Lu Qingci: "Me? I will do whatever you want me to do."

"Ah?" Zhao Xi leaned closer to the phone: "What? Do you want me to tell you to go to any university? Do you want me to tell you to be anything I want you to be?"

Lu Qingci nodded, looking very willing to go to those top girls who could go to key universities but went home to marry and have children with those gangsters.

Zhao Xi: No, I can’t believe you’re still a love-brained person?!

Zhao Xi got up from the bed and said seriously, "Lu Qingci, wake up and get into the school as soon as you can. Don't give me any advice like surrendering for love!"

She narrowed her eyes and threatened: "Otherwise I will break up with you immediately and ignore you forever!"

Lu Qingci: “Okay.” He looked like he meant what you said.

Zhao Xi was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but a thunderous sound came from Lu Qingci's side, causing Lu Qingci to turn his head to look.

"What a huge thunder! Lu Qingci, are you at home now? Don't go out casually." Zhao Xi warned worriedly.

"Okay. I'm home now."

Lu Qingci turned his head, and a flash of lightning happened to reflect on his face, and in an instant he became cold and ruthless, with violent eyes.

Zhao Xi frowned: "Your face, why does it feel a little bit out of place?" She urged: "It must be the thunder that just now destroyed the signal. Hang up quickly and we'll talk tomorrow."

Lu Qingci did not refuse.

The light went out of the phone screen, and when the view was zoomed in, one could see that Lu Qingci's so-called home was actually a classroom.

He sat on the desk with one foot on the edge and his elbows on his knees. His scarlet eyes clearly saw the corner of the teaching building a hundred meters away.

The heavy rain hit the small umbrella. Fu Peipei held a flashlight and had to shout to the man digging: "Uncle San, are you sure Lu Qingci is really buried here?"

The man called Third Uncle was the one Zhao Xi saw harassing Fu Peipei that day.

Even without frowning, his brows were already deeply wrinkled, and his words were calm and serious: "According to the information you have found, Lu Qingci may have already turned into a ghost, and ordinary ghosts cannot touch their own corpses, so his body must still be in this school!"

He gripped the shovel tightly. Nan Zhu's disappearance made him anxious and worried, but Nan Zhu's life plate was not broken, which meant that he was still alive, so Nan San had to eliminate the evil ghost as quickly as possible and rescue Nan Zhu.

"As long as we find the body," Nan San's eyes flashed with ferocity, "I can kill the evil ghost immediately."

Fu Peipei wanted to say something but stopped herself. The rain was too heavy and the umbrella she was holding was of no use. The cold raindrops seemed to spread from her legs to her bones, making Fu Peipei lose her mind. She couldn't help but recall the scene of her staring into Lu Qingci's eyes.

When Zhao Xi fell down, Fu Peipei's mind went blank, especially when Zhao Xi pushed her to a safe place, Fu Peipei couldn't even make a move to keep him. The series of changes completely exceeded her ability to bear.

When Fu Peipei looked at Zhao Xi's death with shaking legs, her mind full of thoughts of me becoming a murderer, the strange Lu Qingci hugged Zhao Xi and looked at her with resentment.

"If you're so scared, you should exercise more."

The evil ghost smiled with his broken mouth. He kept repeating the scene of his body being broken and repaired. The sight of his flesh and blood wriggling was horrifying.

Fu Peipei was so scared that she collapsed on the ground. All she could hear was him saying, "Enjoy it."

After that, Fu Peipei would be chased by ghosts every night. I don’t know if it was the order of the evil ghosts, but they teased Fu Peipei like a cat playing with mouse. Every time he misstepped, the ghosts would burst into tears. Fu Peipei was really reaching his limit.

But she couldn't say anything. Not only that, she had to live her life as if nothing had happened.

When Fu Peipei was desperately thinking that this was forever, this man named Nan San came to her.

Looking at Nan San's struggling appearance, Fu Peipei stretched her pale face, feeling confused and frightened: Can he really succeed?