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With the change of expression on Song Xiaorong's face, the surrounding air seemed to have cooled down suddenly, and the light from the mobile phone shone on her face, which was dim and distorted a bit.

The sense of fear that Ma yá-ngxuan had just faded away because of being nervous and at a loss suddenly returned.

Only then did he suddenly notice that, before he knew it, the door of the bus had been closed, and the car was staggering and continuing to drive deep into the night.

The temperature of the body dropped suddenly, and the hands and feet became cold again. Ma yá-ngxuan looked at Song Xiaorong, who had maintained a posture from the beginning to the end, twisted her waist and lay on the back of the chair looking at her, and suddenly felt that the more she looked at her, the more she looked at her. Strange, Song Xiaorong is still the same Song Xiaorong, maintaining a normal human appearance, but Ma yá-ngxuan has a weird feeling that her whole body is made of plastic.

Stiff, but full of elasticity, twisted, yet retains a human shape.

The more he looked, the more Ma yá-ngxuan's heart sank. When he came back to his senses, he found that his gaze had been unknowingly staying on Song Xiaorong's dark eyes.

The next moment, Song Xiaorong rolled her eyes and said to Ma yá-ngxuan, "I came here because I heard your voice."

"My voice?" Ma yá-ngxuan was puzzled.

"I heard you asking the mirror, where is my future girlfriend, what will my future wife be like, when will she appear, and when will she come to me..." the tone of Song Xiaorong's imitator Ma yá-ngxuan , laughed while talking, and raised his hand to grab Ma yá-ngxuan's ear, "My little pony, you have long been mine, and you can't touch anyone but me, how dare you Think about other women, marry another wife and go home? Huh?!"

Seeing that her hand was about to grab Ma Yá-ngxuan's ear, Song Xiaorong's movements suddenly stopped, and she immediately retracted her hand, looking at Ma Yá-ngxuan who closed her eyes and stared at the ear being pulled, with a half-smile.

Ma yá-ngxuan is already ready to be taught by Song Xiaorong. In the past ten years, he has come here like this. After being away from Song Xiaorong for three years, Ma yá-ngxuan thought that he had completely forgotten about Song Xiaorong. I still remember being bullied by her when I was a child, and I didn't realize it until now. In fact, he still remembers this instinct hidden in a place he doesn't know, even though he has already grown taller than Song Xiaorong. I could slap her palm off with my hand, but I still let her grab it.

It's just that the expected pain didn't appear. When Ma Yangxuan opened his eyes, he saw Song Xiaorong's sly smile: "It's quite self-conscious. After all these years, I'm still so obedient."

"I'm a good boy and don't fight with girls!" Ma yá-ngxuan immediately said stiffly after being bullied and teased by another girl in front of his classmates.

"Then tell me, what kind of girlfriend do you want to find?" Song Xiaorong asked immediately.

"I haven't thought about it at all." Ma yá-ngxuan said, "It's better to focus on studying now. It's too late to fall in love or something. There are too many bullies in our school. I want to follow Going online is already very difficult, and there is no way to get distracted and do other things.”

"Really?" Song Xiaorong said, "Aren't you waiting for me?"

Ma yá-ngxuan was stunned for a moment, and said falteringly: "Actually, I have always regarded you as my sister..."

A fierce older sister who bullied him since he was a child, but always stands up when others bully him.

He thought he was living under the shadow of his sister, and fled away like a fly. After many years, he gradually became sensible, and realized that the relationship between each other was not what he understood back then, so he was full of regrets, but he was powerless.

Song Xiaorong looked at Ma yá-ngxuan: "Sister? I bullied you like that when I was a child. You don't hate me because you like me, but you treat me as your sister?"

"You didn't bully me all the time, it's just that you put on a fierce face." Ma yá-ngxuan said a little embarrassedly, "I used to make a fuss out of a molehill, I was too timid... Sigh, I was too small back then I can't figure it out, if I do it again..."

"How about doing it again?" Song Xiaorong asked immediately.

Ma yá-ngxuan seemed to be even more embarrassed, but looking at Song Xiaorong's expression, he still unconsciously said what was in his heart: "Bring you to my house, my parents are your parents, you can be my sister Anyway, my parents like you very much."

As he said that, Ma yá-ngxuan looked at Song Xiaorong and said, "Are you with your mother now? Why are you out here alone at this late hour, and even ran to this kind of place... If you were alone, would you Come to my house?"

Song Xiaorong stared at Ma Yá-ngxuan in a daze, her eyes flashed for a moment, and she soon returned to normal: "Well, Ma Yá-ngxuan, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you are getting more and more deceitful. , A few sweet words, just want to trick me back to your house, and don’t like me, let me be your sister, take advantage of me? Who said I’m older than you?!”

"That's not what I meant, I just thought--"

"Okay, okay, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, I'm with my parents now, don't mention how happy it is." The weird expression on Song Xiaorong's face appeared again, she waved her hands pretending to be angry, stood up and said ,"I am leaving now, bye."

It turned out that the bus had already stopped unknowingly, and as Song Xiaorong finished speaking, the closed door slowly opened again.

"Hey? Why are you leaving at this time? Where is this place? Why are you getting off the car here?" Ma yá-ngxuan saw that it was pitch black outside, and he couldn't tell where it was, so he stood up and stopped Song Xiaorong.

Song Xiaorong had already walked to the door of the bus, and turned her head to look at Ma Yá-ngxuan.

The light was dark there, most of Song Xiaorong's body was hidden in the darkness, only half of her face could be seen clearly.

"Mazi, you call me sister, and I won't let you suffer. Someone will help you today, but I didn't take action. If this happens again on Ghost Festival in the future, report your sister's name. If there are still people who dare to bully you, I will Help you pinch him to death." Song Xiaorong said.

"Ah?" Ma yá-ngxuan's eyes widened, "What do you mean, Song Xiaorong, don't get out of the car, if you have anything to say, we can talk in the car..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Song Xiaorong jumped out of the car and fell into the darkness instantly, completely losing sight of anyone.

"Ma yá-ngxuan, take care of yourself and live well for me~" Song Xiaorong's voice came from the darkness, as she spoke, her voice became more and more sharp, accompanied by bursts of sinister laughter The sound became farther and farther away, and gradually disappeared.

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