Atypical Survival [Quick Transmigration]

The black-haired boy lowered his head slightly, revealing a little white neck.He was wearing a neat light gray shirt buttoned to the top, and he was not sitting down.He lowered his body, bent his back into a nice arc, and filled out the application form with a black signature pen.

"Thank you, Teacher Zhou." The boy handed over the paper in his hand.In the sweltering weather, the old air conditioner in the office was still hissing, and it was getting hotter outside.Ji Zhaixing came from the outside, and his body seemed to be sweating a little, but it didn't smell bad, but it smelled like milk.

Seeing such a well-behaved boy, Mr. Zhou felt great pity, and the application was approved very happily.

Ji Zhaixing took the stamp and went out.

He is a class leader and a rare boy in his major, so the teacher likes to ask him to help with work.

After discovering that Ji Zhaixing went to apply for the large lecture hall and was approved almost once, he preferred it even more.You should know that because Chinese language is not a popular major, it is good to get approved once after applying for three times. When has it been so nourishing.

It is an advantage to be pleasing to students.

The cooling in the office is still average, and the corridor outside is even more stuffy like a stove. The students and teachers passing by are in a hurry, but Ji Zhaoxing is not affected much, and they don't even sweat.

Going right out of the teaching building, Song Tian came out of the milk tea shop.

Song Tian is the deputy monitor elected together with Ji Zhaixing, and she also came out today to send materials to the teacher of the Classical Studies class with Ji Zhaixing.It happened that I had to go to the teacher of the Academic Affairs Office to criticize the classroom, which could be solved by one person. Seeing the hot weather, Ji Zhaixing simply asked Song Tian to sit in the milk tea shop and turn on the air conditioner, so he could go alone.

Song Tian's heart was sweetened by the thoughtfulness, she sat down obediently, and ordered two cups of milk tea.

The girl in the taupe-colored suit and skirt dangled her feet, with only light makeup on her face, but she looked much more delicate and beautiful than usual.Seeing Ji Zhaixing approaching, she quickly picked up the materials she needed, carried two bottles of milk tea, and walked towards the boy in the scorching summer.

"Here, for you."

Song Tian didn't dare to look at him at all.Because both hands are occupied, there is no time to brush the falling hair on the forehead.

Then with a light hand, Ji Zhuixing took the information away.

Song Tian blushed even more, and said softly: "Yes, it's milk tea for you..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Ji Zhuixing say: "The milk tea has melted, and the water on it has stained the materials."

The water vapor did get on a little bit, and a wet print swam away.

Song Tian was stunned, and said in a daze, "I'm sorry."

"Well," Ji Zhaixing said, "You finish drinking the milk tea and throw it away, and I'll give you the information."

He frowned slightly, as if he was concerned about the water stains on the document.

Song Tian: "..."

It's not that it's inconsiderate, it's just a little weird.

The girl had a stiff face, and drank two cups of milk tea by herself.

The teacher's office for classical studies is a bit out of the way, but it's not too far away, so you don't need to take the school bus.After Song Tian threw away the milk tea cup in her hand, she saw the independent crimson office building in front of her.

I don't know what the design is, but this area, including the teaching buildings, are all dark red bricks and tiles.

Ji Zhaixing came to the office building here once, and his memory is very good, but now he looked up and double-checked——

Exactly right here.

He felt that the red building in front of him seemed to be darker than the one they saw last time....

Song Tian has already walked in first.

The classical studies teacher's office is at 403, a remote place in this red building, and the elevator happened to be idle on the first floor.Song Tian walked towards the elevator naturally, almost the moment she stepped in, the elevator door was about to close quickly.Song Tian hurriedly took the first half step, blocked it, and looked at Ji Zhaixing who was a little behind her: "Classmate Ji."

Ji Zhaixing paused for a moment, and this time followed him in.

In the narrow confined space, the two of them are still not close together.

Song Tian took over half of the materials, but at this moment she was free to brush her hair.She really wanted to chat with Ji Zhaixing, but she was a little embarrassed, so Ai Ai Qiqi blushed, and when she raised her head slightly, she happened to see the mercury-colored interface inside the elevator, reflecting her appearance.

The girl was wearing a small suit and skirt, with slightly curly hair, she looked very cute.

But looking at such a familiar face, Song Tian suddenly felt... an indescribable sense of strangeness.

Obviously they are exactly the same.

Song Tian was even more uncomfortable, and she didn't even think about talking to Ji Jiexing.She flicked her curly hair uneasily, and the smooth elevator surface naturally made the same movement.

Then... when Song Tian's hand had been put down, the girl reflected was still entangled with her curly hair, tightly entangled, and repeatedly, as if she wanted to pluck that part of her hair to be bald before she was reconciled.

At that moment, the back was icy cold, as if a layer of ice water had been splashed on it.

In summer, she felt cold all over her body.

It was just a short and hasty cry.

Song Tian covered her mouth, her teeth were on her fingers, and she desperately suppressed her fear.

Fortunately, Ji Zhaixing immediately noticed her abnormality, turned sideways, and asked with a slightly restrained expression: "Why—"

Song Tian didn't dare to say it directly, as if it would disturb the ghostly thing.She pointed towards the elevator door slightly.

Ji Zhaoxing understood immediately.

He is different from Song Tian, ​​he knows that there are indeed those supernatural things in this world.

Ji Zhuixing thought that he should have been vigilant when he noticed something abnormal in the office building.

It's just that he has been at ease for too long, and he has forgotten that this small world is full of dangers.I also trust too much that University A is a prestigious school, and there will be some celestial masters to bless and luck, but there are still evil spirits.

Even though he has spiritual protection, Song Tian is an ordinary person, so he is more dangerous.

"Student Song," Ji Zhuixing said calmly, "hold my sleeve."

Song Tian was so scared that she didn't even notice that they had been in the elevator room for a little too long, and the numbers of floors 1-4 were constantly changing and appearing, as if they had entered an eternal endless loop ——And there is such a strange phenomenon that when the elevator reaches the fourth floor, it immediately becomes the first floor again.

She hastily grabbed Ji Zhaoxing's sleeve.Because of fear, Song Tian didn't dare to look at the smooth inner wall of the elevator, and turned to look at Ji Zhaoxing.

Although it's not the time to indulge in beauty, Ji Zhaixing's appearance did give Song Tian great comfort.

Beauty is like a tranquilizer, and Song Tian's fear has subsided a lot.

Ji Zhaixing took a step back slightly, and when the numbers in the elevator room were changing rapidly and getting faster and faster, he narrowed his eyes slightly - kicked on the elevator door.

His strength is not great, and this move is purely technical.But the moment Ji Zhaixing touched the elevator, the heavy machine did stop.

The elevator door opened.

Half of it is still stuck below, and you need to lift your feet to step over.

The two stepped over at the same time, and the sky outside somehow became dark, with only the corridor light as a source of light, illuminating the floor numbers painted on the wall.

Fourth floor.

Song Tian is not a very courageous girl, and all the developments in front of her at this time are beyond the scope of her comprehension.Only slightly pursing her lips, Song Tian tried her best to keep her voice steady, a little trill revealed her fear.

"Student Ji, we... I feel a little sick to my stomach, please accompany me back home."

At this time, Song Tian still didn't say the word directly, and covered everything up as normal.

She definitely wouldn't dare to take the elevator anymore, but she could take the stairs.She wanted to run back to the first floor, rush out of this weird building, and then just notify anyone—

Ji Zhaixing paused for a while, and his attitude towards her was much gentler: "Do you want to go downstairs?"

Song Tian seemed to be about to cry, she begged in a low voice: "... Please, classmate Ji."

Ji Zhaixing didn't say anything, just accompanied Song Tian to the next floor.

Although he knew very well that from the number of floors reflected by the elevator, there was no end to the stairs.

Song Tian was full of hope, but when she and Ji Zhuixing went down to the first floor, she saw the blood-red numbers painted on the wall, like some kind of omen, which made her tremble all over.

It is still the fourth floor.

How to do.

The boy's voice was gentle and clear, almost the last bit of comfort in this darkness.

"Classmate Song." Ji Zhuixing's eyes were dark and dark, covering a little bit of affection, "Follow me."

Even the Son of Destiny has to plan carefully to kill him, this little brat who came from nowhere...

laugh.

Song Tian hardly hesitated, and wholeheartedly followed Ji Zhaoxing beside her.

On both sides of the corridor are various offices, all with closed doors, but they can be opened with a push.

Song Tian didn't know why, but she wasn't so scared anymore, she said bitterly: "It's a good thing the lights are on, otherwise I'd cry to death."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pale lights in the corridor went out.

Ji Zhaixing: "..."

Song Tian: "..."

Ji Zhaixing reluctantly took out the phone and turned on the flashlight.Song Tian was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to apologize but couldn't speak, and finally she just turned on the flashlight.

She glanced at the cell phone signal by the way, and it turned out to be zero - in fact, even if she could make a call, she would not dare to call, who knows if it is a person or a ghost.Just thinking that the other party might say the line "I'll come to you now" makes me shudder.

They searched the office 401 for a while.

Ji Zhaixing memorized all the arrangements, and went out of 401 with Song Tian, ​​and closed the door by the way.

Song Tian noticed that the boy reached out silently and held her hand.

The strength was so strong that she felt a little pain when she held it, but the intertwined fingers made Song Tian feel at ease.She noticed that Ji Zhaixing's hands were cold, greasy and slightly sweaty.Probably although his face was very calm, he must be a little scared in his heart, so he heard Ji Jiexing suddenly ask: "Student Song, don't you need to hold me?"

Song Tian froze.

Her hand holding the phone trembled violently, and she quickly took a photo on the other hand.

The lights flickered by.

It was also enough for her to see clearly that what was entangled with her was a "genuine" hand hanging in the air.From the top of the wrist, it is empty, nothing.She can even see the severed part of the flesh and blood, bright red and milky white mixed together——

"what!!"

Song Tian desperately shook off the palm that was still clinging tightly to her hand.The lighting of Ji Zhaixing also turned around, and there was only a slight pause. The boy frowned and tore off the severed hand neatly, and stepped on it.

Grind it hard.

Although I have seen many strange things, the stimulation of the stump was huge. Song Tian was so stimulated that she dared not go any further.

And at the end of the corridor, the man with the corner of his robe hanging down was staring at the two people who were leaning against each other with incomparable viciousness.

... holding hands.

He smiled silently, but the smile was terrifying.