Jiang Xiaoli couldn't help but chuckle, "Haha, I finally figured it out. I've been thinking, since Xin You and Qian Shuang's personalities are so different, who is the senior's favorite!"

After saying that, Jiang Xiaoli smiled and waved to Leng Yan: "Senior, if you like someone, you must tell her, otherwise it will be a waste of time. Falling in love is a very happy thing!"

Seeing Jiang Xiaoli's happy expression, her outstanding outfit, and her appearance of being so happy even when she turned around to leave, Leng Yan naturally guessed that she was going out on a date.

But is falling in love really a happy thing?

He couldn't remember clearly.

In his memory, the scenes of getting along with his beloved woman were either slaying demons or fighting to the death. Only that time decades ago, he and she were trapped by the host in a transformed closed space for three years...

What did Qian Shuang say at that time?

"If we can't get out, let's stay together."

It was obviously such a far-fetched tone, but he secretly cheered for joy. He had no time to think too much about whether she had him or not in her heart at that time...

It was already late at night, and the tall figure walked through the school road and headed to the west gate.

Leng Yan didn't notice at all. In the woods not far away from him, a fair-skinned girl was biting her fingernails and staring at him intently until his tall figure disappeared into the night. The girl gently touched her fingernails.

Follow up with your feet.

Where Leng Yan couldn't see, there was a line of tears hanging on the girl's delicate cheeks. Although she couldn't hear what he just said to Jiang Xiaoli, the girl could clearly see the smiles on their faces.

The resentment in my heart couldn't help but become stronger...

Why?

Why is Senior Leng Yan so nice to other girls but doesn't want to take another look at her?

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0:00.

In the dormitory room 715 of Lanyuan, there was the beep beep sound of the electronic watch chiming the time.

There were no lights in the room, only four white candles were lit and placed at the four corners of the small square table. The two girls faced each other, with a pencil intertwined in their right hands and falling vertically on a piece of white paper. The other two girls

Sit next to them and stare at the pencil in their hands.

"Wu Mengting, I heard that the pen fairy invited at midnight is the most evil one. Do you really want to do this?"

The girl opposite asked mysteriously, her voice trembling a little, her black eyes rolling around in her eye sockets, her expression looking very panicked.

The girl named Wu Mengting, who was holding the pencil tightly with the girl, nodded firmly and said without hesitation: "Well, tonight, I must get an answer!"

The tone was unquestionable, and everyone took a deep breath. The girl sitting opposite said again: "Okay, let's start now!"

The cold wind at night was like water snakes, squeezing through the cracks in the windows and blowing into the room, swaying the dancing candlelight, making the fair faces of the girls dim and brighten.

The lips of the two girls turned quickly, and a thin voice escaped from their mouths: "Bixian, Bixian, please come...Bixian, Bixian, please come..."

In that vague and ethereal sound, time passed by minute by minute.

Obviously experts have analyzed and confirmed that the Bixian is just a psychological suggestion and has nothing to do with ghosts at all. But when Wu Mengting and the other two girls invited the Bixian, they gradually became nervous.
Chapter completed!