This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Qianxia Qianxue's main purpose of apologizing has also been achieved.

Although it was a pity not to be recruited to Beichuan Temple to join the student union, Qianxia Qianxue was quite satisfied with the result.

Just when Qianxia Qianxue was thinking about whether to find an excuse to leave, Beichuan Temple gave her a meaningful look, and suddenly said:

"President Qian Xia, I wonder if you have encountered any strange things recently?"

What he said was thoughtless, and even Hitomi Asamiya scratched his head incomprehensibly.

But when these words fell into Qianxia Qianxue's ears, her expression changed, and she turned her head to look at Beichuan Temple, who was sitting quietly by the bench, in astonishment.

Is it possible that Beichuan Temple can see his recent state?

As mentioned earlier, Qianxia Qianxue has been in a bad state since she took care of Tsukishima Risa.

She will often have nightmares, and the situations in the nightmares are as real as her own experience.

In most of the nightmare scenes, she was running in the abandoned Miki factory, followed by hundreds of dolls that looked like living things.

They crawled crazily on the ground, chasing themselves, greed and tyranny glowing in their lifeless eyes.

Fortunately, she was able to find the exit every time.

And every time she finds an exit to leave, Qianxia Qianxue always wakes up from the bed drenched in sweat.

It's just that what scares her more and more recently is that her speed of finding the exit in the nightmare is getting slower and slower, and the distance between the puppet and her side is getting closer and closer...

I feel like I'm going to pounce on myself in less than a few days...

What would happen to me if I was thrown down by dolls in my nightmare...? Qianxia Qianxue didn't even dare to think about it.

After all, whether what happened in the dream can affect the reality... She doesn't know.

Apart from nightmares, Qianxia Qianxue also experienced visual hallucinations, auditory hallucinations and other complications.

She would feel that someone was peeping at her in the dark, and she would often hear the cold sound of the puppet's joints moving.

Thinking of this, Qianxia Qianxue suppressed the excitement in her heart, and asked in a calm voice:

"Student Beichuan, can you see something?"

There was some hope in Qianxia Qianxue's voice, but Beichuan Temple found that the other party's eyes suddenly drifted behind him abnormally.

"I..." Beichuan Temple frowned, and was about to speak, when Qianxia Qianxue suddenly bent forward and vomited out.

"...Asamiya-san, you take Chairman Qianxia to the toilet to wash up first." Beichuan Temple greeted Asamiya Hitomi.

"Okay, okay!" Hitomi Asamiya was also stunned by this sudden situation, and after hearing Beichuan Temple's voice, she came to Qianxia Qianxue's side in three steps in two steps, and helped her to leave.

Beichuan Temple stood at the same spot and watched the two leave, and looked behind him thoughtfully.

Behind him is a small landscape tree with white paper airplanes stuck on the branches.

The arrow of the paper airplane was aimed at him, and when viewed from Beichuan Temple, it looked like the pale palm of an abnormally broken puppet——

Beichuan Temple shook his head, glanced sideways at the filth all over the ground in front of him, found a clean bench and sat down, and took out his mobile phone.

It's time to reply to that Jingbei student.

Edit email, send.

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"This is a tissue, please use it." Hitomi Asamiya patted Qianxia Qianxue's back lightly, and at the same time handed the tissue over tenderly.

"I'm very sorry, but I have to ask Asamiya-san to help you." Qianxia Qianxue took the tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth, then pulled out another tissue to wipe the tiny beads of sweat on her forehead.

When she was talking to Beichuan Temple just now, she had hallucination symptoms again, as if she saw the paper airplane as the palm of a doll. And this time the hallucination was even more serious, a nausea rose from her belly, and she couldn't suppress it at all, so she vomited all over the floor in front of Beichuan Temple.

And after vomiting so much, not only did he not feel relaxed, but the dizziness in his head became even heavier.

It's really embarrassing, Qianxia Qianxue sighed deeply.

I came here to contact Beichuan Temple, trying to persuade him, but in the end I made a big embarrassment in front of Beichuan Temple, and I don't know if the other party will care——

"That... I don't think Kitagawa-san would care about such things."

"...Why is Asamiya-san so sure?" Qianxia Qianxue turned around and asked in doubt

"Although Beichuan has always been cold-faced, he is easy to get along with and treats me very well." Hitomi Asamiya thought for a while before throwing out this sentence.

But then she realized that what she said seemed a little wrong, blushing and waving her palms:

"No, no, that's not what I mean. I mean that Beichuan should treat friends pretty well."

"..." Qianxia Qianxue.

Hitomi Asamiya probably didn't know what Beichuan Temple was doing alone in the toilet.

If he had known, he probably wouldn't have said such a thing.

It's just that Hitomi Asamiya is quite right about one thing. Beichuan Temple is not difficult to get in touch with. After talking with him, I can understand that he actually looks a little colder and quieter, and the rest is better than most boys of the same age superior.

That calm and calm demeanor made Qianxia Qianxue sometimes unable to help giving the initiative to the other party.

Qianxia Qianxue washed her face again, and let out a heavy breath.

At this time, her mobile phone rang suddenly.

That was the voice after the mailbox was approved.

Because the blogger of the Urban Ghost Story Office didn't know when she might reply to her, she deliberately set the voice of the mailbox to be played outside.

Could it be that the other party sent an email?

Qianxia Qianxue's expression brightened, she wiped off the water stains on her face with a handkerchief and took out her phone.

Under Hitomi Asamiya's curious eyes, she looked at the words that jumped out on the screen of the phone.

Sender: Unknown. Email account (XXX—

)

Email content: Ms. Sen, at your invitation, I will come to Jingbei High School this afternoon. The meeting place is at the coffee shop of cure. How about it?

Looking at the familiar email account number and suffix, Qianxia Qianxue couldn't hold back the excitement anymore, and her voice couldn't stop leaking from her mouth.

"finally come..."

The blogger of urban ghost talks is finally here!

Regardless of whether the other party is a liar or not, as long as he/she comes over, there is a glimmer of hope.

"Finally here?" Hitomi Asamiya tilted her head in doubt beside her.

"Uh... It's an email from my friend. He said that he might come to see me in the near future." Qianxia Qianxue also realized her gaffe, she replied with a slight smile.

"Really? Looking at President Chinatsu, he should be a very important friend, right?" Hitomi Asamiya said enviously.

She really wanted such a friend.

But she didn't even dare to get too close to Qianxia Qianxue, for fear that her bad luck would be passed on to her.

I don't know what kind of person Qianxia Qianxue's friend is.

she thought a little curiously.

Thanks to book friends Hanamura game hall owner, Pei Jue, book friends 20161231212254236, and 卍98 for their rewards.