[Blood] Shura's Castle

Less than an inch from the clan's heart, it stopped.

She looked up at the sky coldly, with a desperate and helpless smile on her lips.

The blue sky-colored pupils looked absent-minded as they stared into the endless distance.

"Ah Choo..." Leng Xing sneezed loudly.

Enduring both physical and mental torture, heavy work without enough rest, and constant thinking about the escaped person, Leng Xing's physical functions declined rapidly, and his immune system began to wave its flag, constantly clamoring for a strike, so, Unsurprisingly... she caught a cold.

"Ah..."

Another sneeze, Leng Xing's nose was red, the strong stimulation made her unable to hold back the tears.

Her eyes were so sore that she couldn't keep her eyes open, she still couldn't rest, her fingers tapped on the keyboard, she was sorting out the clothing information for the New Year's Eve party from the Department of Literature and Art, and drawing it into a table.

In fact, Leng Xing's job is already considered easy. The other members had to go to the vicinity of the Teachers College in S Province to borrow clothes for the actors because they were in charge of their own programs, and Leng Xing didn't want to watch because the program he was in charge of had already been canceled early. While others are busy, she rests with peace of mind, so she asks Lan Zhuo to assign work to her.Lan Zhuo saw that her cold was so severe that she could barely speak, her thin body trembled like a leaf in the cold wind when she coughed, out of love on the one hand, and embarrassment on the other hand, how dare she be sent to accompany other people Running around outside.He now knows the fact that Leng Xing needs to work part-time, even though Leng Xing himself doesn't know that he found out, so, understanding her such a heavy workload, and being extremely distressed but unable to express it, Lan Zhuo asked Leng Xing to be responsible for An Anxin Just stay in the dormitory and make the form.

"Actually, your work is no less than theirs, really." Afraid that Leng Xing would feel guilty because he was idle and busy with others, Lan Zhuo looked at her seriously and added, with a serious expression, as if the form could not be done well, The sky will fall down.

The clever Leng Xing naturally knew that Lan Zhuo was taking care of him, so when the meeting ended, he whispered a thank you to him.

There is only so much she can do. Although Lan Zhuo looks as perfect as a prince, she just doesn't feel it, and she doesn't want to let down a person who really likes her for the sake of love. It's not fair to anyone. .

Pressing the calculator on the phone with one hand and typing numbers with the other, Leng Xing was so tired that she could almost fall asleep with her eyes closed, but she was by no means a person who allowed herself to be lazy, and she worked hard to finish the work that should be done.So, she bit her lower lip hard and forced herself to pull herself together.

It was almost early morning, and most of the other department members who borrowed the clothes didn't think of sending clothes information to Leng Xing until eleven o'clock, accompanied by the constant flashing of messages, messy messages, and unorganized pictures. When he came over, Leng Xing had to inquire carefully one by one, whether it was the name or the price.

a mess.

She had a splitting headache. She had a serious cold and needed to rest. She couldn't rest, not to mention that she had to do such trivial work. She was patient and asked one by one. Not everyone would be so careful and considerate to post pictures one by one. Tell her clearly, there are even two people who can't be contacted for a long time.

Although he was unhappy, Leng Xing did not get angry with them.She has been living independently since she was 14 years old. She knows how difficult life is.The seemingly simple borrowing of clothes is actually quite exhausting. For a whole afternoon, other department members ran around in the cold wind, constantly asking the actors if they were satisfied, comparing prices, and recording information. It was really not easy.And because of Lan Zhuo's care, she can spare an afternoon to rest in the dormitory and do homework. She really feels that she has no reason to make irresponsible remarks, so she sends emails by mailbox, text messages by email, and mobile phone She kept busy sending text messages, and finally marked the pictures one by one with the name, summed up the prices one by one, and then added the description of the clothes.Put all the information into a table, and then classify the pictures one by one to indicate the program and the number of sets. Finally, at one o'clock in the morning, she clicked the send button of the email, and sent the perfect and comfortable clothing information to Wenyi In the official mail of the Ministry, then put away the notebook and went to sleep.

The next day, when she received a text message from Lan Zhuo praising her, she felt that her efforts were not in vain.Even though this boy likes her, work and life are separate, Leng Xing has always felt so.

While Leng Xing had tried his best to restrain his turbulent emotions, enduring the torment of a severe cold and concentrating on his study and work, the Duke was very decadent, either going to the bar to drink alcohol all day long, or falling asleep on the bed.

In fact, she is pretending, her heart is indeed very decadent, and she really wants to degenerate, but the current severe reality does not allow her to lose her mind and fool around.

She was entangled with the matter of Leng Xing almost every day, but she dared not approach the person she loved to the core. Her heart was like being thrown into a paper shredder, and there was not even powder left after it came out.

But what about pain?I am still not strong enough to control the overall situation, and I am caught in so many mysteries, how can such a me have the ability to protect her?What's more, Leng Xing was attacked by the blood group again and again, she was not without suspicion.Leng Xing's blood must be unusual, and rashly involving her in his own world will only do her harm, not any good.

This is not the only worry.

The radicals in Zmich are making trouble day by day, and the situation is getting worse day by day. She has ordered the law enforcement team to search for it, but there has been no progress at all.The Zmixi family is known as the "devil king". They are best at disguise, and all of them are extremely smart and knowledgeable, good at strategy and setting up bureaus.The law enforcement team worked hard for nearly four months, and a third of the year passed without even catching a hair of the radicals.

They are really good at hiding, and even if they are found, their rich experience and knowledge make them good at using various magic circles, and the law enforcement team can't get any cheap.

The Duke was furious, but there was nothing he could do.The police under the command of the Presbyterian Church are really terrible. If it were her Imperial Guard and intelligence organization, they would not be so inefficient and incompetent. It is impossible for the enemy, or to investigate the truth of some things, to solve this kind of problem.The area where the radicals are causing trouble is not under her control alone, and she doesn't want to act in a high-profile way, so as not to expose her secret army.

Yes, her intelligence organization has been looking into the truth of some things for her.

She could feel that there was a shocking secret hidden in her body. As her spiritual power level continued to increase, the feeling that her body was restrained and the flow of spiritual power suppressed became more and more obvious.Apart from having a seal on his body, there is no other explanation.

But she can be sure that this incident definitely did not happen recently.With her rich knowledge of the magic circle, she understands that this seal is extremely ancient and powerful, and it cannot be set by ordinary people.

So she was looking for the reason why people would set such a strong seal on themselves, so that she searched all the ancient books she could find, but couldn't find a solution.

Perhaps this is a taboo and concealed history.

Since some people deal with themselves like this, it is obviously unrealistic to just look around for answers.Being able to set such a powerful seal on himself who is a sixth-generation blood clan, this person's algebra will only be higher than his own, then...

Will it be a Presbyterian?

Six generations of blood races are already considered the upper level of the pyramid in the world of blood races.According to the division of ranks, they are generally at least Level B, that is, noble blood.Very few six-generation bloodlines are even Level A, that is, the king of the bloodline world, the ruling pureblood lineage. [1]

The duke is an out-and-out pure-blood, otherwise how could she be sure to fight the prince based on her duke rank?You must know that blood is power in the blood clan world, and there is a difference of two levels between the duke and the prince. Normally speaking, the coercion released by the prince alone is enough to make her kneel down and surrender completely. Possibly fight them, maybe even win?

Because pure blood races are rare, and there are not many mixed blood races. Most of the blood races in this world are Level D, that is, the blood races that humans first embraced. Naturally, the prince will not be Level D. Most of them are at least noble blood races. After all, the blood races are mixed blood. The spiritual talent of the vampires has been reduced, not to mention the vampires that humans have become?

As for the members of the Presbyterian Church, since they are all stronger than the prince or the prince, they are undoubtedly above Level B.

However, how could a mixed blood race have the ability to seal pure blood?

Pure blood is the king!

The Duke has always known that he is the king of pure blood. Since this is the case, the only ones who can set a seal on her are four or five generations of blood.

The existence known as Methuselah, the figure of the core ruling layer of the blood race.

Higher than the Presbyterian?

She couldn't help but wince, and continued walking towards the bar.Things are getting more and more difficult.

The cold moonlight illuminates her thin figure, the silver-white boots step on the path, and the clear lake water reflects her face.After all, is to continue or choose to give up?My self in the mirror, my real soul, can you tell me the right answer?

The author has something to say: Note: The setting of "Vampire Knight" is borrowed here, with slight changes.

Huh~ I finally wrote the second update.Both articles are on the second update today, the author is really going to die of exhaustion... It's a sad year...

However, everyone’s viewing and support are my motivation. I hope that I can make everyone happy with my articles. Even if I am a little tired, I still have a sense of accomplishment~

After all, many of Leng Xing's characters are also taken from myself, and I must not be perfunctory in what I do, and must try my best to do my best.

So many digressions~ It is estimated that the Spring Festival Gala will also reach its climax, so I wish you all a happy new year~

Those who don't have a partner have a partner, and those who have a partner have better feelings~ See you in the New Year!

chapter15 Runner (Part [-])

Everything that is slowly turning, never stops, and never ends.

——Red Doujun

It is indeed a truth that things will be reversed when extremes are extreme, just like extreme joy begets sorrow, sorrow can also beget joy.

When you are busy to a certain level, you don't feel busy anymore.

Leng Xing is in such a state now.As the New Year's Day party approached, she became more and more busy, and when she was exhausted physically and mentally like everyone in the student union, she felt that all this was irrelevant.

Let the storm come harder!

Afterwards, her idea came true, and she paid a big price, so that three or four days after the incident ended, she still raged up when she thought of it, with a gloomy expression on her face and full of thoughts. The impulse to strangle the client.

It was the tennis teacher and her extremely perverted roll call.

Although Leng Xing has the face of a cute girl, even if he sometimes does scary things like boldly looking at specimens, he usually smiles when talking to others, and most of the teasing is just teasing himself, making fun of others will not It was very excessive, and she seemed to be very kind and easy to talk, so that others mistakenly thought that she was really a "good lady".

In fact, she is picky and sensitive in nature. If you have to use one word or phrase to sum it up, if you use "the heart is smaller than the eye of a needle", then the eye of a needle must be big enough to pass through a camel.

So it can be seen how fussy her nature is. It's just that although she has insight into most things that ordinary people don't care about, her biggest essence is laziness. Impression of tolerance.

In essence, she is extremely picky in her heart. From all the previous descriptions, no matter whether it is the high math teacher, or the English teacher, or the chemistry teacher mentioned, or the oral English teacher, etc., she can say nothing well. You can see that although they are not that good, they are not as outrageous as she described.Later she also admitted that she was indeed too harsh on the teacher.

But the hatefulness of the tennis teacher (in her opinion) has gone far beyond her definition of "picky" and is a real pervert.

Please let us turn the clock back to mid-December, the rehearsal of the New Year's Day party, the eve.

On that day, all the staff members of the student union participated in the rehearsal, so after finishing the chemistry class that started half an hour earlier and said that they could draw the key points, but in fact "everything that was said was the key points", everyone rushed from the North School to the school in twos and threes. West School rehearsal.

It was almost eleven o'clock when everyone arrived one after another, and there was only a fraction left in the morning.

After Leng Xing asked the minister, knowing that he had nothing to do for the time being, he slumped in the chair and gasped for breath, accompanied by continuous horrible coughing.Because she was afraid of coming too late and delaying some serious business, she ignored her red nose from the cold and ran at the speed of a [-]-meter race from the school gate to the multi-functional lecture hall on the third floor of the complex building, almost crossing the road. the entire campus.

"Leng Xing! The tennis teacher said that if you don't show up, you will be counted as absent from class!"

Just as she was suppressing her cough, her chest was stuffy and cold, as if she had stuffed cotton soaked in ice water, the phone buzzed and vibrated.Leng Xing's jaw dropped when he saw the QQ messages sent by his classmates!

Then, anger ignited in her eyes!

The good things didn't last long, and just when she thought she could take a break and lay down in the chair and pretended to be dead, a piece of unfortunate news appeared-the physical education tennis teacher refused to ask for leave, and those who didn't attend class were treated as absenteeism.Attendance points will be deducted for absenteeism. Although Leng Xing had full attendance in class before, it would not lead to failing directly. However, in view of her recent severe cold, weak constitution, bad hits in the exam, and slow running like a snail when returning home, she realized that it was a misfortune. The thing about it - I might fail the exam, very likely.

So, the storm really came.

"Lan Zhuo! Lan Zhuo!" Leng Xing walked through the crowd with difficulty while holding on to a chair. After searching for countless times in the huge meeting place, he finally found the minister who was so busy that his head was full of smoke.

"What's the matter?" Lan Zhuo looked at the anxious Leng Xing, stopped the conversation with others and asked.

"I have to go to tennis class, otherwise I might fail." Leng Xing hurriedly explained, "There is nothing important here right now? If not, can I go back to class? I will be there as soon as I finish !"

She hurried through a long series of words without even punctuation.

"Go." Lan Zhuo waved his hand empathetically, "Don't go in such a hurry." He had seen Leng Xing run too fast and almost fell several times.

"Understood, thank you, Minister, I love you so much." Leng Xing whirled back to the big bag like a dynamite bag on his seat and ran out, leaving Lan Zhuo in place with a faint blush on his face.

In the next three hours, she took the bus back, rushed back to the dormitory to get a tennis racket, went to class, left immediately after the o'clock, and then took the bus to go back to the North School.

The problem lies in point to point.

If Leng Xing knew that she just needed to order something, she would definitely not rush back to suffer the pain, because it would be enough to find someone to call for her, she thought she would have to take a whole class!In fact, after she experienced such a toss, her cold became more serious. The direct consequence of not eating for a day was severe gastrointestinal discomfort, severe vomiting, and then high fever.

But at this moment, she didn't know what was going to happen next. At this moment, the hour hand stopped at one o'clock. She just got off the bus, and she was enduring the biting cold wind and the discomfort caused by her dizzy head and stumbled towards the dormitory. When she reached the limit, she didn't dare to slow down, because there was still... half an hour before class.

After she asked Lan Zhuo for leave, she found that the classmate who kindly reminded her had already left early. When she ran to the station, a bus just left with exhaust fumes. Despite the face, the bus still left without hesitation, leaving only her back and not taking away a cloud.So, extremely unlucky, she waited for the bus for at least half an hour, and after standing there for over an hour, she got off the bus and ran back to the dormitory——

"vomit……"

A strong sense of discomfort came from her stomach, and she trembled all over, and she couldn't even stand upright, and then with a bang, she fell to her knees, her knees hurting from the cold floor.The schoolbag fell heavily on the ground, Leng Xing's facial features were distorted, her brows were so wrinkled that they could kill a fly, she clutched her stomach, trembling uncontrollably.

Since she was a child, she has suffered from serious illnesses and frequent minor illnesses. It is common for her to catch five or six colds a year.When her parents were still alive, although they would not spoil her, she was a young lady after all, and she was taken good care of, so she didn't suffer too much.After her parents passed away, she had to take care of everything by herself, and because of the heavy part-time job, her daily life was extremely irregular. Leng Xing's original stomach problems became more and more serious. As long as she didn't eat on time, she would basically be like this now, with stomach cramps , Vomiting.

"Ouch...cough cough cough..."

There was a blur in front of her eyes, she supported the wall feebly, her fingers kept sliding down.Pain crazily swept through his body, at this moment, Leng Xing felt that his stomach was not his own.Her pale face was blushing strangely due to coughing, Leng Xing's mind was blank, and the only thing that filled her was endless pain, like a big hand viciously stirring her stomach.She didn't eat in the morning or at noon, she couldn't spit out anything, only the water she drank kept slipping out of her throat, mixed with stomach acid and falling into the pool.The strong sour taste in her mouth made her miserable, and Leng Xing's complexion became paler, as if she was seriously ill.

Spitting and spitting, even spitting out the water I drank, this energy is not over yet.Immediately afterwards, bitter bile gushed out of her throat, and her fingers pinched her arm tightly, making it difficult for her to maintain a kneeling position.The jeans were full of water stains, and her body was so weak that she couldn't exert any strength.

"Tap...tap..." With bile slipping from her mouth, two cold tears overflowed from her eyes. Leng Xing, who has always been obsessed with cleanliness, couldn't care less about her messy clothes and running ice water. Definitely disgusting.

"Student, are you alright?"

A pleasant female voice sounded, Leng Xing turned his head, and in front of his eyes blurred with tears was a tall girl with golden brown hair and chocolate eyes.

"It's...it's okay..." Even in this state, Leng Xing was still trying to be brave, the girl she didn't know hurried over and helped her up from the ground, a chill came from her slender fingers holding her arm.

It feels... like a duke, this cold feeling.

Looking closer, the tall girl's skin can be broken, her facial features are soft, her nose bridge is high, her eye sockets are sunken, she looks like a Westerner, but her delicate skin and delicate lines are exactly the same as that of an Easterner, and she is extremely fluent in Chinese, and Unlike the foreign students from all over the world in the school.

But unlike the duke, her chocolate-colored eyes didn't have the slightest warmth, and looked full of chill, without the gentleness of the duke at all, and her skin was very white, and even felt a little unnatural, unlike the duke, With a little light pink.However, although her fingers were cold, Leng Xing could feel the warm breath coming out of her nostrils, which the Duke did not have.

The Duke has not heard from her, as if the world has evaporated, she does not reply to text messages, does not answer her phone calls, and Leng Xing never meets her again, which makes her feel that the Duke is deliberately... avoiding her.

Is it the reason for being identified?After the real exposure, Leng Xing thought about it carefully, only to realize how many small details she hadn't thought about carefully.

Including the warm breath from the nostrils of the girl who felt a lot like the Duke now, she recalled that day when she was leaning against the Duke's arms in the hospital, she could neither feel her breathing nor her heartbeat.

It's just that I ignored it at the time.

Looking back now, a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

When Leng Xing hurried back to North Campus from West Campus in the morning, all the sufferings that had been accumulated in Leng Xing's heart for so long finally came to her heart at once. She almost wanted to cry. She dialed the phone's address book line by line with her fingers, and then slid to the Duke's number .

She bit her lip, but in the end she didn't press her finger down.

Why bother to be passionate, why... let yourself suffer another disappointment.

Just when she once again forgot her current physical condition and wandered away, the girl she had never met had already helped her up, carrying her backpack and walking towards her dormitory.

Leng Xing was sure that he had never seen her.

What a warm-hearted and kind person.The continuous vomiting and the lack of food caused the symptoms of hypoglycemia to appear. Leng Xing drooped his head and was already a little groggy.

"Do you have anything to eat?" The girl helped her to sit down in the dormitory and asked.At this time, there was no one in her dormitory, the two roommates were still at the rehearsal site, and the head of the room was missing.

"No..." She looked helplessly at the empty food bag, with a wry smile on her lips.

If she knew that she was in this situation today, she would have breakfast no matter how late she got up. It was too late to catch up with her homework yesterday, so she woke up very late, and she had no time to go to class half an hour earlier to the cafeteria.

"Well, eat some." After pouring Leng Xing a cup of hot water and passing it to her, the girl took out a few pieces of chocolate from her pocket.

Thankfully I was prepared.she secretly thought.

"That...thank you." Drinking hot water, the cramps in his stomach eased a bit, "You are..."

"Alice." The girl replied briskly, with a smile on her lips, "I came to find my friend, and I happened to see you there, and then you looked like that."

Leng Xing's doubts were answered, after all, the foreign students did not live with the students of their own school.

"Thank you so much..." she mumbled.

"It's nothing...is it better?"

"Hmm... much better." After eating chocolate, drinking hot water, and changing clothes, Leng Xing felt much better.

"Then I'll go first." Smiling at her, Alice walked out of her dormitory.

Fortunately, nothing major happened, or I would be finished.

After closing the door of the dormitory, Alice thought to herself, with an extremely solemn expression.

In the next moment, there was no one in the corridor, and there was no trace of the blonde girl.

The author has something to say: Another new character, she will have a lot of roles in the future~ In fact, her identity is...【Hey~】

chapter16 runner (below)

It wasn't until 1:25 that Leng Xing regained his strength.Looking at the time on her mobile phone——December 2013, 12, 19:1pm, she seemed to wake up from a dream, jumped up suddenly with a wrinkled face, picked up a tennis racket and schoolbag, and rushed out of the dormitory. I didn't even bother to put up my water glass.

In the afternoon, there might be a dormitory sanitation inspection. According to the regulations, nothing can be placed on the table, including water cups or study lamps, plugs and other necessary items for human beings, and Leng Xing has already panicked and can't take care of it.

He rushed all the way to the tennis court again, seeing the students who had chosen the basketball class being patted on the shoulder by the basketball coach, reminding "it's too cold, go back quickly", Leng Xingha let out a breath of white air, and sucked his nose hard .

The sophomore will never take tennis lessons again. As she tremblingly walked towards the tennis court, she resented the inhumanity of the tennis teacher in her heart.

And at this moment, the object of her resentment is calling names——

"Q!"

"To!"

"Okay, you can go."

"W!"

"To!"

"Let's go too."

She was even stingy with giving her eyes. Next, she continued to roll the roll, and then sent away the students one by one.

……

After hearing the above words, Leng Xing's first impulse was to grab the tennis teacher and throw it into the shredder, and then press the start button; the second impulse was to pick himself up by his hair, and then Two hard slaps—stupid!

I knew I should have asked someone to come for me!

It turns out that you were just taking a roll call—a roll call—a roll call...

The words "rolling the name" kept echoing in her mind, so that when she told the Duke about the "outrageous" thing in the future, the Duke commented: "I doubt you will hit her with a tennis racket." Call him an idiot, if there is no intentional injury."

"Since you still know the crime of intentional injury?"

"Just because I'm not human doesn't mean I'm legally ill."

But right now, she is still resigned to her fate and continues to shiver in the cold wind, trying to turn up her collar, trying to bury her whole head in it, and then waits for the tennis teacher to read her name, and when she answers, she can flash people at the speed of light.

There was a lot of discussion around——

"Just take a roll call, why ask someone to come..."

"That's right, I'm full after eating..."

Apparently, the tennis teacher had endocrine disorders, and her hormone levels dropped, but her hearing did not.She shook the chicken coop head, as if venting her grievances: "I'm tired from running here too! I still came from West School!"

After hearing this, Leng Xing felt that there were only two words: ridiculous.

If you don't want to come, don't come, it's as if someone forced you, it's inexplicable!

She really doesn't understand why some people do things that harm others but not themselves.If it's just torturing others, then sadism is not without it. She can't accept it but she can still figure out the reason, otherwise there would be no people like Marquis de Sade.However, in order to torture others, even at the cost of torturing himself...

She sniffed and tried to retract her hands into her sleeves, feeling helpless in her heart.

finally--

"Cold star!"

"Here!" Her tone was extremely bad. If ordinary people could hear it, she clearly wanted to tear the other party into pieces.

"You didn't come, did you?" the tennis teacher said loudly, crossing Leng Xing's attendance form!

Leng Xing was instantly furious!

What the hell are you doing? !

It's been a long time since she swears, even in her heart.

"Leng Xing is here!" Finally he couldn't control his volume.

"where?"

The tennis teacher looked left and right, shaking his head, like those fat geese that have been crammed, it is very difficult for the obese body in the red windbreaker to turn.

"Here!" She broke through the crowd and rushed to the tennis teacher, "I am the cold star!"

Her voice was sharp, and her eyes flashed like sharp knives.

After confirming that she had drawn a check mark on her attendance record, Leng Xing said nothing, never looked at the tennis teacher again, turned around and left with her classmates in the student union, not to mention the clouds, not even the breeze Walk.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, she rushed to the scene again, and then began to turn left, look right, and run to the top wherever there was something to do.

The rehearsal didn't end until after eight o'clock. Fortunately, Lan Zhuo didn't like to drag others into the water. At six o'clock, he took advantage of the chaos and dismissed all the officers of the art department. Since he couldn't escape, he had to stay at the scene.

"Go back quickly, before no one checks. Anyway, it's better to go back early than late."

When the minister said so, he frowned tightly, and Leng Xing saw that he hadn't eaten all day.

"Do you need me to buy something for you? You don't seem to be able to go out without eating." She felt very sorry.

"No, no, no... You should go back to eat quickly." Lan Zhuo waved his hand, "It doesn't matter if I don't eat." Then he turned around and went about his own business.

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, Leng Xing finally returned to school. At this time, the cafeteria was closed, and he could only consider instant noodles if he wanted to eat.

but--

The phone rang suddenly just as he got out of the car.

"Hello? Who are you?"

"The takeaway you ordered is at the gate of the North Campus of S University, hurry up and get it." The other party hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

"I didn't order..." Hearing the sound of the phone hanging up, Leng Xing was puzzled, when did he order takeaway.When she walked to the school gate, there was a takeaway boy waiting there.

Although she didn't order takeaway, she couldn't bear to watch others continue to wait in the cold wind, so she went over to explain: "Well, I'm Leng Xing, I didn't order..."

"Here, your takeaway." The other party threw a large bag of steaming food into her arms, so heavy that she almost stumbled and fell to the ground, "I've already paid for it."

After finishing speaking, the takeaway boy rode away on his scooter, leaving Leng Xing standing there alone, dumbfounded.

"This..." Her brain froze.What the hell is going on!What kind of weird things can happen to her, and she even received a takeaway order from an anonymous person?The timing is so good...

At this moment, she saw the blond girl walking by not far away at noon, she seemed in a hurry as if something happened, but she was immersed in the shock of "received an unknown takeaway", so she didn't let go. on heart.

Open the plastic bag, it turns out to be freshly made KFC... take away family bucket!There are also Coke, french fries, hibiscus fresh vegetable soup, chicken nuggets, burgers, corn sticks...won't you buy a copy of everything in KFC? !

When she returned to the dormitory, she found that except for the lack of sundaes and cones, she basically had everything from chicken, drinks, hamburgers, French fries, side soup, etc. It was so considerate that she couldn't be more considerate, even ketchup was given enough. three times the amount.

Is it a beautiful angel sent by heaven to save him... Leng Xing thought silently, but this is too much!

After taking everything out, she found a note in the bag.

"Eat it while it's hot, student Leng Xing." It was written in green ink on a light yellow sticky note with handsome and elegant handwriting.

"Is it someone who knows me..." She recalled all the notes of the classmates she knew, but none of them had such beautiful handwriting, taking into account the femininity of women and the masculinity of men.

"Forget it... just treat it as a gift from Santa Claus." She grabbed the chicken wings and was about to eat, after all, she had been hungry all day.

Boy, it's not Christmas yet!

So, when she sat in the dormitory and started eating takeaway, the roommates who came back one after another were shocked!

"Leng Xing...you...you eat so much?!" Looking at Leng Xing's table where there was no space left, the roommates were dumbfounded, their eyes widened.

"Uh... I just suddenly wanted to... have a big meal... I'm so hungry..." Leng Xing was tongue-tied, and he didn't know how to explain it.She lowered her head in embarrassment, "Let's eat together..." This was obviously too much for the three of them.

"You can take whatever you want. I suddenly realized that I bought too much..." After being hungry for a day, his eyes were dizzy, his brain froze, and Leng Xing couldn't make up any decent lies.No matter how hungry, how could I buy something that three people couldn't eat?But she didn't want to tell others such weird things as "received unidentified takeaway", after all, it sounded too magical and unbelievable.

After being shocked for a while, the three roommates came to pick out what they liked and ate it together. Anyway... Leng Xing would definitely not be able to finish it if he didn't eat for nothing.

And Leng Xing, after taking a few casual bites, fell asleep because her head was too groggy. It wasn't until she was awakened by inexplicable thirst at night that she realized that she had a fever, and her body temperature soared to 39 degrees. His forehead was so hot that he could fry an egg... This time, it was another toss.

The next day.

Leng Xing went to the rehearsal again with the discomfort of having a fever just now and the drowsiness of lack of sleep. God knows how much she wanted to close her eyes and sleep soundly, but she couldn't.After all, all the teachers will be here tomorrow, so it would be inappropriate not to go.

Until she almost fell asleep on the chair in the venue, she still played back that incredible and "sorrowful and happy" day in her mind.

Weird tennis teacher, weird unknown takeaway.

I don't know what amazing things will happen to me.

It would, she just didn't know it at the time.

In the evening, after the rehearsal was over, Leng Xing received an invitation from her classmates. Leng Xing went roller skating with her, but most of the time