Fang Tinglan noticed that Qu Yi's gaze was always on the new transfer student, and he glanced at Zhong Yuxin with displeasure.

Zhong Yuxin immediately heard a system notification that her favorability rating had decreased by five.

She gritted her teeth.

You idiot! I wasn't even looking at you!!

After school, Fang Tinglan and Qu Yi walked together towards the school gate. Only he could see Qu Yi, so in other people's eyes he was all alone.

Others: So it turns out that top students are all lonely. Indeed, it's lonely at the top.

"You're moving so slowly! Can't you walk faster?!"

Fang Lin shouted impatiently beside the car.

"Fang Tinglan!"

This was the clear, melodious voice of a young girl.

The two voices rang out almost simultaneously.

Fang Lin looked in the direction of the sound and was utterly amazed.

Hearing the voice indicating that the favorability rating was constantly increasing, Zhong Yuxin looked at Fang Lin, who felt his heart skip a beat.

Fang Tinglan turned around with a distant attitude: "Is there something you need?"

He caught a glimpse of Qu Yi paying attention to Zhong Yuxin again, and his aura instantly turned cold.

"Could I borrow your notes for a moment? I'm new here and don't know how far I'm going."

"You can borrow Zhou Junfeng's tomorrow."

Zhou Junfeng was his deskmate.

"Why? Can't you lend me yours?" The girl lowered her eyes in disappointment, looking heartbreaking.

"My notes are from my senior year of high school; you won't use them."

"........."

The atmosphere inside the car was unusually strange, and the driver couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror again and again.

Fang Lin glanced at Fang Tinglan repeatedly, seemingly wanting to say something, but unable to make up his mind.

After a few minutes, he finally spoke: "Was that girl in your class?"

Fang Tinglan nodded.

"Uh, give me her contact information."

"No."

"No?!" Fang Lin simply didn't believe it. "You didn't ask for her contact information?!"

"Ah."

Fang Lin stared at him in disbelief for a long time, but Fang Tinglan's expression didn't seem to be lying.

Could it be that there really isn't one?

"What a weirdo, he didn't even ask for such a pretty girl's contact information."

Fang Lin muttered something to himself, thinking to himself that he would go and ask for it himself tomorrow.

Fang Tinglan heard his words, and Zhong Yuxin's face appeared in his mind. He felt no excitement at all. On the contrary, when a cold and aloof face appeared, his heart skipped a beat.

That evening, after Fang Tinglan took a shower, Qu Yi wanted to chat with him for a bit, but before she could even open her mouth, he swiftly slipped into bed and covered himself with the covers.

Qu Yi was a little confused, but she didn't bother him.

[Host, I've found a body!! Come and get me!]

Can't you do it yourself?

【Okay, wait for me!】

Judging from 3333's excited tone, Qu Yi was wondering what kind of body it had found.

That night, Fang Tinglan had just fallen asleep when he heard the sound of water dripping. He turned on the light and looked towards the bathroom, where the sound was coming from.

After a moment's hesitation, he got out of bed and went over. The bathroom was empty; there was nothing there, and no sound either.

Fang Tinglan turned and walked to the bathroom door, where the dripping sound started again.

He lowered his head and glanced behind him, noticing what appeared to be a puddle of water on the ground.

He narrowed his dark eyes and slowly backed away until he was back inside the restroom. He turned to look in the mirror and saw that his reflection was doing the same thing. Fang Tinglan looked around and saw that nothing seemed amiss.

My sister said that those extremely yin things also like the aura of spiritual bones. There were one or two instances before, and my sister dealt with them.

This was the first time he had ever encountered these things head-on.

Something seemed to flash across the mirror, but when he looked closely, there was nothing there.

As I turned to leave, I suddenly realized something was wrong.

He didn't move, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw his reflection in the mirror. He saw that he, who should have turned around, hadn't moved and was still standing, with no change in expression.

The next second, a vague shadow appeared behind "him" and grabbed "his" neck.

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