[Comprehensive] The girl who made a contract

Jing'an had a long, long dream. The nightmare trapped her. She wanted to wake up but couldn't wake up. It was like her double eyelids were stuck with super glue. Still couldn't answer her question.

It was like watching the funniest joke in the sky, and when she was barely able to hear the whole sentence, she opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling above her head.The mouth opening and closing of the vague dreamer still stays in her mind, but her mind is blank and she just can’t remember what he said or expressed. At that moment, her ears are like a mischievous child making a fuss. temper.

The painful nightmare of wanting to escape suddenly turned into two people standing in the vast white mist, the surroundings were vast and quiet, and she could only see the vague figure of the person standing opposite, but she knew that person was him.

"Hey, what's your name, can you tell me?"

The voice of the boy's answer was very gentle, and there seemed to be a slight smile: "Do you want to know?"

Jing'an in the dream nodded seriously, she really wanted to know, especially after mistaking Qiufang for him for a moment, she was eager to know who the boy who was so gentle was.

"Would you be happy if I told you?"

His voice is still unbelievably gentle, it feels like as long as Jing An nods, he will say his name very dotingly, and she can really feel the doting tenderness, as long as she hears him speak With the sound of the voice, a sweet and warm current gushed out from the heart, and the previous panic gradually calmed down.

Jing An nodded, and now she suddenly opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling she was facing, turned over in frustration, but as soon as she moved her body, the pain nerves were stimulated, sending a piercing pain into her brain, and her whole body All hurt.

Gasping for air, Jing'an wanted to sit up and hug her quilt to check her most injured foot, but just as she moved, there was the sound of two people talking at the door, and the unkind tone scared her to lie down and close her eyes.

"Didn't she be entrusted to you to take care of her, so you took care of her like this?"

"Did you make a mistake, when did Xiaosheng agree to your request?"

"Everything before that?"

"That's just something Xiaosheng also finds it funny."

"Are you because of that prophecy?"

"Yeah."

After the words fell, the door was pushed open from the outside, Jing An slowly opened her eyes as if she had just woken up, and looked towards the door.The only person who walked in from the door was the joking and disrespectful funeral room, and there was no one else behind him. The person who heard the faintly familiar voice couldn't match the corresponding person in his mind.

The funeral room narrowed its eyes and glanced at Jing An with clear eyes, and said mercilessly: "Did you hear what you said just now?" Without waiting for Jing An's answer, he approached Jing An on his own and said, "It doesn't matter if you heard it. Don't ask Xiaosheng who he is, Xiaosheng will never tell you."

Jing'an: ...

The ability to talk to himself is also a kind of ability, looking at the smiling person, Jing An felt a little bit of meaning and asked: "Then can you tell me what that prophecy is?"

The funeral room was stunned, how could he forget this, and refused mercilessly: "Of course not, Xiaosheng absolutely disagrees."

"Is there no use in telling jokes?"

"It's useless," replied without hesitation, but just as the words blurted out, the funeral home immediately changed into a salivating look and squatted down to get closer again, "Why don't you try it out and tell you if I think it's good .”

The face-changing was very fast, but it was a pity that Jing An didn't know what kind of joke this time.

"Where's Ah Li?"

Jing'an looked around for a week, but since she woke up, she still hasn't caught the figure of that little thing in her sight.

"Huh? Just now..."

"hahahahahahahahaha……"

Jing An, who was waiting for an answer, was taken aback by the uncontrollable laughter suddenly erupting from the funeral room, and her body throbbed again when she moved, but the man sitting beside him laughed inexplicably, and the trembling appearance of the flowers and branches was simply shocking. People can't help laughing.

"why are you laughing?"

"It's not this little thing, it seems to know the guardian."

A fluffy little raccoon was placed next to Jing An's face. Before Jing An could react, her face was licked by her wet tongue, and she slowly raised her hand to caress Ah Li who was squatting beside her face. Touching one makes people feel soft, especially when touching those dark, round and moist eyes.

Regardless of the complaints from the funeral home, Jing An kissed A Li and mercilessly demanded his reward: "Since you have laughed, can you tell me what the prophecy is?"

The body of the funeral room froze, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Hey, it's okay, it doesn't count, Xiaosheng doesn't admit it, it didn't tell a joke, it just shamelessly scratched Xiaosheng's feet." Although dissatisfied But he didn't dare to say that, even Jing'an could feel his deep resentment.

"How can it be counted? It's not counted." It's like a spoiled child.

Slowly speaking, Jing An stretched out her hand to tease Ah Li, and put her finger next to its mouth to tease, "I remember someone said before that it's enough to make him laugh, huh? Could it be that someone is so shameless that talking doesn't count?" Have you spoken yet?" The tone was neither serious nor serious, without the slightest hint of threat, but the funeral house was discouraged and explained everything clearly.

Ancient prophecy: Those who come to another world with others can't intervene in anything in the other world, and if they deny it, they will be punished by heaven.The light ones will never go back, and they will experience the pain of human emotions and six desires life after life. The severe ones will bring others into another world and fall into Avici Hell forever and never be able to recover.

Speaking of the last sentence, the funeral room glanced at Jing An arrogantly and emphasized again: "Don't be narcissistic and think that I am for you, it's just that this place is too boring, Xiaosheng has no interest in staying in this kind of place."

It is said that duplicity people dare not look into other people's eyes, okay!Jing'an couldn't see where the funeral room's eyes were staring at, but looking at the person whose face was still staring at him, Jing'an's intuition told him that that person was definitely not looking at him.

"Well, I see, you are for yourself."

Jing'an teased Ah Li in front of her, and replied, who knew that this sentence was also wrong, the face of the funeral room sitting beside her turned dark, she stood up in a daze, tossed her robe, and walked out angrily. After leaving, he turned back and stared at Jing An at the door, closing the door with a "snap--".

Jing'an: ...

"Ali, are you alright?"

"Squeaky-"

Ah Li stepped on Jing An's face with a fleshy paw, stretched out his small tongue and licked Jing An's pale face, then nestled into a ball and rubbed against Jing An with its furry head.

All the pain seemed to disappear in that instant.

The door was pushed open again, the sky outside the door was already half dark, it seemed that it was already evening.The person who walked in had all her long hair tied behind her head with a hairpin, and she was wearing a retro floral Japanese-style dress. She gracefully took off her wooden clogs and walked onto the tatami. She had a faint smile on her face. He held a tray in his hand.

"You're already awake, do you still feel pain?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, this is the Nuliang group?"

The hairy prostitute put down the tray in her hand and knelt down, nodded, stretched out her hand elegantly and dignifiedly, and picked up a white porcelain bottle from the tray with a coquettish air, pulled off the top cover and put it aside, poured out a few medicine bowls, and fed it to Jing An said from the mouth: "This is a good medicine for the Nuliang Group to heal injuries. Your body and bones are also very good. It won't be long before you can recover."

Jing An opened her mouth to hold the medicine, and the hairy prostitute hurriedly picked up a glass of water and fed it to Jing An's mouth, raised her head slightly, took a sip, and swallowed all the pills with the water, then stared intently at the woman who was still holding the pill in her hand. Woman With Tea Cup.

"Enough is enough."

She is the kind of person who swallows medicine very quickly since she was a child, as long as she has a sip of water, she can swallow it, so sometimes she can't understand those who swallow it as hard as going up a mountain of swords and down a sea of ​​​​fire.

"Are you hungry, I brought you porridge."

Jing An nodded.

Fuji Zhousuke sat in the dark room and stared at the TV with colorful pictures flashing in front of him. He sat on a small stool and stared at the constantly changing pictures of the TV, but nothing came into his mind. He felt that I seem to be bewitched recently.

As if it was the protagonist in the magical comics that students love to read, part of the soul split is out of his control. As for the girl who always appears in dreams, he observed the people around him. Discover.Then he went to Shuguang to check the relevant books and materials. He had seen other people in the basic comics, but that person was not mentioned anywhere.

All the places are blank, without any trace, just like the untouchable air.

With a sound of "啪——", the light in the room was suddenly turned on, and Bu Er stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and heard Yuta's doubtful voice behind him: "Brother, it's so dark, why don't you turn on the light?"

With a hoarse voice, Bu Er didn't turn around and put down his hands, but still pointed to the TV in front of him and asked, "Yuta, have you ever had a dream about a girl?"

"Eh?" Standing at the door, Yuta stared at the elder brother who was sitting on the small bench with a light feeling all over his body, and replied slowly and hesitantly with a blushing face, "Yes, of course. , don’t you have brother?”

Isn't it normal for boys to have dreams about girls when they are old? Even the books say that this is a normal phenomenon.

"Ah?" Sensing something was wrong, Fuji turned to look at his blushing younger brother, and suddenly realized that he had misunderstood, but he couldn't explain it clearly after a while, so he didn't bother to explain and said directly, " Yuta, accompany me to the temple tomorrow!"