"Classmate Beichuan?!" Qianxia Qianxue exclaimed.

She never expected that the person who appeared in front of her was Kitakawaji.

"Guests, please keep quiet and do not disturb other guests for meals." The owner of the shop came with a kind reminder.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Qianxia Qianxue apologized honestly. When she looked back at Kitakawa Temple, she still had an incredible look on her face.

But Lan Xin's kindness made her realize in an instant. She suppressed her surprise and lowered her voice:

"Is Beichuan a blogger at the homepage of the Urban Supernatural Talk Office?"

"As you see." Kitagawaji sat opposite Qianxia Qianxue. After a pause, he said, "When I met you for the first time, I realized that something was wrong with your condition. I originally planned to find some time to talk to you, but what you said during the lunch break today made me know that Miss Sen is you."

The word "Qian" in Qianxia Qianxue is mostly used for the pronunciation of "hi" in the Roman pronunciation rules of Japanese surnames. Qianxia Qianxue naturally did not reach the point of using her real name as an online nickname, so she took the Roman pronunciation "sen" of the number "Qian" in Japanese.

Generally speaking, it is not easy for people to associate it with her, but Kitakawaji combined her real name with what she said today, "I have an agreement with my friend this afternoon." Naturally, he had a clear idea in his heart.

Miss ‘sen’ on the Internet is Qianxia Qianxue.

"So did classmate Beichuan take the initiative to propose an appointment at that time to test me?" Qianxia Qianxue touched her forehead.

Only then did she understand the reason why Kitakawa Temple took the initiative to ask for a private chat.

Qianxia Qianxue didn't expect that Kitakawa Temple, with a cold expression, would be beyond unexpected wisdom.

"Let's talk about your friend and your situation in detail."

Kitakawaji called a cup of mixed coffee, and said without blushing, "You check out."

"Hey? Oh, okay." Because Kitakawaji said something so natural that Qianxia Qianxue thought it should be like that, she subconsciously nodded and agreed.

But when she realized it, she couldn't help but take a look at Beichuan Temple more.

It’s not that she can’t bear to pay for a cup of coffee, but Kitakawaji’s attitude is too natural, which makes her want to complain, but she can’t make any complaints.

Qianxia Qianxue could only hold her face back to her redness, and finally she reluctantly said: "Does Beichuan think there is something wrong with me?"

Beichuan Temple took a sip of coffee, raised her eyes, looked at Qianxia Qianxue for a long time and said:

"Except for your red face and shortness of breath now, and you seem to want to complain about me, the rest does not seem to have a big impact on you."

Well

Qianxia Qianxue froze.

Kitakawaji gently rubbed the warm coffee cup wall with his fingers, and then he officially got to the point:

"Did President Qianxia have frequent nightmares recently, or often see things that ordinary people cannot see?"

"That's right." Qianxia Qianxue suppressed the surprise in her heart and continued: "The specific situation of Beichuan should have seen it in the email. I often have nightmares about dolls, and most of the situations in my dreams are the same."

"A nightmare about dolls?" Kitagawaji became interested and asked:

"What kind of dream is it?"

"I dreamed that I ran away in an abandoned abandoned doll making factory."

"Escape?" Kitagawaji paused his fingers rubbed against the wall of the cup.

"That's right." Qianxia Qianxue recalled the dream, and her petite body seemed to tremble slightly from fear.

Kitakawaji called another cup of coffee and brought the warm coffee cup into the other party's hands.

Qianxia Qianxue looked at Beichuan Temple with gratitude.

But Kitakawaji felt that it was nothing. Anyway, it was Qianxia Qianxue who paid the bill in the end.

Qianxia Qianxue took a sip of coffee, but her throat pulled the syllables like ice cubes:

"I dreamed that I was running and running in an abandoned doll factory, with countless dolls behind me."

"Photo? Can a puppet chase your puppet like a living person?"

"Not bad." Qianxia Qianxue nodded, holding the coffee cup in both hands, as if she wanted to absorb the heat that warmed herself from the small wall of the cup.

"I don't know why I dreamed like this. At first I could easily find the exit in the nightmare, and the roads to the factory were flat and there was no obstacle."

"But recently"

Qianxia Qianxue's voice became painful.

"I can feel the authenticity in my dreams more and more. My physical strength, breathing, psychological changes, and the burnt smell of dolls floating in the air. Everything becomes particularly real."

"But I dare not stop running away, as if as soon as I stop, I will be swallowed by the doll that rushed up."

Qianxia Qianxue's body was trembling.

"The most scary thing about me is the change in dreams. From the beginning, the road was flat, to the present roads, there are various machine ruins everywhere, and the dolls and wrecks of dreams seem to be gradually evolving, it is like a living thing."

"In such a dream, my physical strength is getting weaker, but the speed of the dolls is accelerating and they can gradually catch up with me. Recently, I will even see the expressions on the dolls' faces clearly at the exit."

"That face is obviously a false face, but it makes people shudder. There is no expression, but you can fully feel their greed, cruel, cruel, and evil."

Qianxia Qianxue opened the wall of the coffee cup and let out a heavy breath.

She was clearly in a warm cafe, but her whole body was like an ice cellar.

This is undoubtedly a situation that makes people despair. This desperate fear is no less than watching the butcher holding a knife approaching him step by step.

It’s a blessing that Qianxia Qianxue has persisted until now. If a girl of the same age is probably going to be collapsed long ago.

"And now, I seem to be able to hear their hoarse voices gradually."

"Voice?" Kitagawaji asked in confusion: "What are they talking about?"

"They seem to be calling one word and one very simple word." Qianxia Qianxue grabbed her hair.

Such actions may not be very ladylike, but she can only use them in this way to relieve her inner fear.

"Skin"

"Skin?" Kitakawaji raised his eyebrows.

This inexplicable words made him feel a little confused.

But when he saw that Qianxia Qianxue could no longer recall her appearance, he did not continue to force the other party, but just stretched out his hand to hold the girl's shoulders.

"Don't worry. I probably have a clue. It's not difficult to get rid of your things. After all, you are just simply being involved in your friend. The most important thing is her."

Qianxia Qianxue's current state is actually similar to that of Shengu Future, but the "thoughts" in Shengu Future are much shallower than Qianxia Qianxue.

If Kitakawaji did not help, it would probably take less than a week or two, and the student president would be on the verge of collapse.

only

A thought flashed through Kitakawaji's mind.

'Skin'?
Chapter completed!