dramatic death

As soon as Yin Tong met the little girl at the door, he heard someone whisper in his ear: "This is Su Xiao."

An Qi sat upright, gazing at the revolving photo frame on the table with lowered eyebrows. From the corner of her eye, she caught Yin Tong looking over, blinked her eyes awkwardly, pursed her lips and continued.

"Su Xiao is Han Zhaoyuan's girlfriend, a third-year senior in high school. I heard that she is gentle, considerate and excellent in character and learning. She and Han Zhaoyuan are a perfect match."

Yin Tong imitated his appearance, supported his head and asked, "Why did you tell me this?"

An Qi was silent for a while, with a rare hesitation in his voice: "You are in a bad mood."

He didn't wait for Yintong's answer, and after a brief pause, he explained first: "You want to know who she is, I want you to be in a good mood."

Yin Tong tried his best to understand An Qi's two irrelevant additions, thinking that little friend An must have seen his intention to ask Teacher Wen for help outside the court, and hurriedly showed that he also has a role as a search engine—"Because You are in a bad mood, I want to make you feel better, so you want to know who she is, just let me tell you."

His appearance is somewhat similar to that of three years later, with the same drooping eyelashes and red ears, the same humility and gentleness.He looks like a well-behaved and sensible boy, the kind who doesn't listen to gossip at school.

However, the good boy is obviously unwilling to accept the label brought by appearance.Yin Tong watched as Cheng Mingque opened the door of the activity room bouncingly, and made a welcome gesture with a twist of his wrist. Before he could hear the next conversation between the two, he was confused by An Qi's gossip .

"Cheng Mingque and Su Xiao know each other. It should be said that you all know each other. Judging from the relationship, you and Cheng Mingque are more familiar. It seems that you only understand Su Xiao. To describe it specifically, it is" A sister who is rarely seen in the neighbors'."

"What about Cheng Mingque?" Yin Tong asked, "He and Su Xiao are 'siblings'?"

An Qi shook his head: "I don't know, what is the relationship between them, you never mentioned it to me."

Yin Tong smiled. He watched Cheng Mingque pull Su Xiao to the conference table, forced a chair between Yang Xu and Xu Guangbo, arranged Su Xiao to sit in the middle, turned his head and muttered to An Qi: " I thought you knew everything."

The young boy with blond hair and gray eyes was silent for a moment, and when he looked up again, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and his gaze fell on the revolving photo frame on the table, not far away from giving Yin Tong a little nostalgia.

"You don't believe me," he murmured softly, as if stating an eternal truth, "I can't know everything, and if you don't believe me, you can't tell me everything."

"..."

Yin Tong pursed his lower lip, and was speechless for the first time because of a statement that was not mixed with scolding.

He remembered what Chen Yan had said before entering the dungeon. He said: "Your dictionary doesn't seem to have the word 'trust'. If anyone likes you, it's really bad luck for eight lifetimes."An Qi, who was sitting next to him at that time, was three years older than he is now, and his gestures and gestures were full of an arrogant look of "I am willing".His statement of "selfless dedication" is straightforward and decisive, it seems like nonsense, Yin Tong didn't take that statement seriously at first, now it seems that An Qi may not be so "so" at the beginning firm".

Maybe something happened in the middle, maybe something happened in this school three years ago that made An Qi firm in his determination.

If this kind of plot happened in the manga of the hot-blooded boy, little friend An would probably be locked in the plot of "the hero died for me, and the cowardly boy was reborn".The worst result is nothing more than that like most sci-fi suspense movies, Yin Tong will find himself dead when the plot progress bar reaches 80%. He is the hero of this show, because of his death, he embarked on a life of punching villain A and kicking villain B, and going forward bravely to fight the boss behind the scenes.

But life is not a novel.

Yintong thought, if I have become a stepping stone on the road of future heroes, then what is the reason for my survival?

Die again?

Or……

He suddenly woke up from his thoughts, and looked up at Cheng Mingque's smiling expression.The young version of Little Sparrow in the dungeon is obviously cuter than the older version outside the dungeon. He bent over the table and looked up, his eyebrows and eyes bent like sunflowers before dawn.

"Boss Yin, everyone is here, shall we start today's activity?"

Yin Tong nodded unconsciously, watching Cheng Mingque hopped to the door, touched the light switch with a smile.With his eyes closed, he raised his head in a praying posture, with a smile on his lips, and his voice was as sweet as honey rubbed.

Yin Tong vaguely sensed that something was wrong, and Cheng Mingque, who was by the door, chuckled coquettishly, and his voice gradually overlapped with another person in his memory.

He said: "We are about to start our test of courage. Are there any children who want to quit? Are there no children who want to quit?"

The boy's voice gradually became soft and sweet.

He said, "Three, two, one."

Then, with a bang, the room was plunged into darkness.

……

Yin Tong vaguely remembered that when he mistakenly entered the mainline dungeon at the beginning, the content of the meeting mentioned by Tong Shuyao was not the so-called "courage test meeting".

At that time, he and Tong Shuyao, who was an NPC, were still walking in the corridor leading to the activity room. They didn't meet Wen Qiu that time, and they didn't experience any group photos that were suddenly haunted. We talked all the way, talking about gossip and gossip.

He said: "Dong Tiantian also summed up the topic of this meeting in class, called 'the first meeting on whether to study ghost transfer students at close range'".At that time, Yin Tong thought that the name was scary, and those who could hold meetings according to this standard were probably the sharp eyes of the proofreading industry.

He thought that the meeting that Dong Tiantian was going to hold was nothing good, but he didn't expect that the result of the discussion would be a "test of courage". , It is estimated that it also revolves around the so-called "ghost transfer students".

That is, the man sitting to his right.

Yin Tong hadn't studied the little girl's appearance since he entered the activity room. He felt that even if he forgot all the people in the activity room, it was impossible for him to forget the little girl sitting on his right.He clearly remembered the other party's pale skin, clearly remembered the other party's petite body, clearly remembered the curvature of the other party's mouth when he was not smiling, and clearly remembered the other party's pair of dark round eyes.

He clearly remembered the other party's name.

He didn't expect to meet Christie here.

There is really not much difference in appearance between the young Christie and the National Lolita three years later.The same red to black lip color, the same delicate to false facial features, but three years later, Christie is obviously more cheerful, she is self-willed and unruly, and she speaks and does things in a perverted way, which is very different from the gloomy girl sitting next to Yintong now Far.

She had never shown a gloomy expression in front of Yin Tonggang, let alone drooping her head, her eyes were as cold and sticky as a poisonous snake.

Like a doll in a cupboard.

Yin Tong blinked his eyes in the activity room where the lights were turned off, and heard something fall on the table, making a soft "boom".

A dazzling beam of light shoots from the center of the table and shines directly on Cheng Mingque's face.

"Good evening, my friends," Cheng Mingque laughed, and his voice returned to normal, still sounding energetic, "Since we have two new members in this test of courage, So I want to re-introduce the rules of the game, first of all, the game stipulates that everyone here must participate, and everyone must tell a ghost story of more than 3 minutes."

"Secondly, you are not allowed to leave the game midway, you are not allowed to remain silent, and you are not allowed to attack personally. This game will be played until dawn tomorrow. Why?"

Cheng Mingque narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Because I heard that giving up halfway will lead to a real 'ghost story'."

On the other side of the round table, Xu Guangbo sneered, "Feudal superstition."

"It's called being in awe of the unknown."

"Please be rational, we are a society ruled by law, and you should uphold science."

"Then Xu, you can continue to be rational." Cheng Mingque picked up the flashlight on the table, illuminated his face from bottom to top, and made an extremely distorted grimace with his eyes wide open. "You can choose not to be afraid." , as long as you can continue the ghost story."

"Why should I cooperate with you?" Xu Guangbo's mocking voice came from the darkness. Yin Tong glanced at the place where the voice came from through the dark night, and could only vaguely see a vague figure.

"Because you can witness the most unscientific scene in this game." Cheng Mingque lowered his voice and shook the flashlight with a smile. "I heard this ghost story. When I tell it, there will suddenly be an extra person. It will participate in the game. Among you, I will cooperate with you to play games together, so you can't stop before dawn, once you stop."

Cheng Mingque pursed his lips and raised a malicious smile.The girl's soft whisper came from the darkness, it sounded like one of the sisters sitting across the table.

"What happens if you stop?" Ke Xinyan asked.

"If you stop, you will be robbed of the right to speak," another female voice replied, this voice was a little strange, Yin Tong thought that this might be Su Xiao who just arrived.

"The right to speak?" Ke Xinyan asked.

"Yes, that's the right to speak," Su Xiao replied, "The version I heard said, 'Once it stops, the person who doesn't tell the story will be replaced by a ghost, and the ghost will finish the story for him. Tales to tell, to meet the dawn in his stead'."

"Then... what about the original person?"

Su Xiao was silent for a while in the dark, and she smiled softly, as if trying to calm Ke Xinyan's nervous mood.

"It's fine if you don't stop," Yintong heard her say, "so don't stop."