Don't You Like Me Chapter 83

Wang Zhuo collapsed on He Hao’s bed like a big baby, stretched out his hand to eat the breakfast he had bought from the study table he had dragged over, After eating, he took out an e-reader from under his pillow. As soon as he opened the horror novel which happened to be He Hao’s yesterday, Wang Zhuo added a bookmark to this page and looked back. At this moment, the students had already started to teach Lao Zheng’s class in the classroom, and Wang Zhuo immediately fell asleep more comfortably!

Five minutes later, Wang Zhuo Lue, half awake and half asleep, tugged the quilt that had only covered his chest to his chin, and then his body curled up with him.

He suddenly felt cold.

It’s a kind of bleak, wispy cold coming out of the bone, if you feel it carefully, We will find that it is not a kind of overall cold caused by fever or low external temperature. It is more like a small living creature with low temperature. It will be cold wherever it goes. It will wrap around Wang Zhuo’s calf, and Wang Zhuo’s calf will be cold. If it sticks to Wang Zhuo’s stomach, Wang Zhuo’s stomach will be cold, and it will stick to Wang Zhuo’s back

“Hiss –” Wang Zhuo hit a thrill, just was frozen to wake up.

He reached out and patted him on the back. As expected, he didn’t pat anything, but the moment his palm fell on his back, Wang Zhuo faintly heard a baby’s cry. The cry was weak and ethereal. The volume seemed to come from the other side of the wall, but

Where does the high school boy dormitory come from baby!?

Wang Zhuo woke up suddenly, and his heart suddenly became cold. In fact, he was a man of great courage. He could not be frightened by any horror movies, horror novels, or even playing with pen fairy yesterday. As a fearless materialist, Wang Zhuo was never idle to scare himself. He just really felt that there was a strange and gloomy atmosphere around him Interest.

However, Wang Zhuo felt uncomfortable when he put on his coat for a few seconds.

Wang Zhuo’s hand to the back of the moment, the cry of the baby sounded again. This time, the voice was clearer. It was as if the invisible wall separating it had become thinner. Wang Zhuo was covered with goose bumps by this cry. He swore a word of exercise in a rude voice, and tried to run out of the bedroom as soon as he twisted his body. But I don’t know if it’s because of the fever. As soon as Wang Zhuo stepped on the ground, he found that his legs were as soft as noodles and could hardly support his body. As soon as he stood up, he fell back heavily, creaking the bed board. At the same time, the strange baby’s voice rang again: “cluck Cluck… ”

This time it’s laughing.

It’s the kind of kid’s, bright and crisp smile. It seems that Wang Zhuo’s sudden fall brings him a sense of speed and drop, which makes him feel very interesting.

It is interesting, but Wang Zhuo is completely scared crazy, because the voice is closer than just now. Wang Zhuo struggles to stand up again. However, just as his buttocks are lifted from the bed board, a childish voice murmurs: “Dad.”

It sounds like a little baby about a year old learning to speak, and this time, the sound is almost close to Wang Zhuo’s ear

It can be said that it is close at hand!

What’s more, the chilly and piercing feeling hit Wang Zhuo again without warning. Wang Zhuo, the fearless materialist, rolled his eyes and fainted!

An hour later.

This is the last ten minutes of the last class in the morning. Lin feiran’s favorite language is on his face. He is staring at the blackboard carefully, but he is thinking wildly in his head. The tired summer wind suddenly puffed up the white curtain. The curtain cut off Lin feiran’s sight from everything in front of him for a few seconds. When the curtain fell again, Lin feiran found that there was a person on the platform in front of the classroom.

It’s a translucent Wang Zhuo.

To be exact, it was Wang Zhuo’s soul.

He was just wearing a pair of baggy pajamas and his hair like a bird’s nest. He looked like he had just woken up. His eyes had no focus and seemed to have lost his ability to think.

“How could…” Lin feiran looks pale.

Wang Zhuo is dead? Didn’t he have a fever and asked for leave? Burned to death in such a morning!?

Lin feiran heart tremor, suddenly stood up, because standing too fast, thigh hit the table, the table chair and the ground friction issued a harsh sound, the whole class looked in his direction.

“Teacher, I’ll go to the bathroom!” Lin feiran pushes Gu Kaifeng. Gu Kaifeng gets up and gives way. Lin feiran rushes out like a gust of wind.

“School will be over soon. What restroom to go to!” The Chinese teacher said angrily.

But Lin Fei ran turned a deaf ear. When he passed the platform, he grabbed Wang Zhuo’s soul by the wrist with the hand which had been drawn by master Chengguan, and dragged Wang Zhuo out of the classroom. The soul of Wang Zhuo was pulled by Lin feiran, and the whole person flew sideways like a weightless balloon behind Lin feiran.

The Chinese teacher opened his mouth and was about to scold when Gu Kaifeng suddenly said, “I will go too, teacher.”Then he followed Lin feiran out of the classroom. He didn’t open his Yin and Yang eyes. He didn’t know what Lin feiran was doing, but he knew that Lin feiran must have seen something.

The roar of the Chinese teacher and the footsteps of the two echoed in the quiet corridor. I don’t know which boy mumbled “hungry like this”, and the students laughed.

“Hoo Whoa… ” Lin feiran ran was running in the direction of the dormitory building. He read a record about his grandfather’s saving people in his grandfather’s notebook. It is said that a small part of the newly dead people can actually be rescued, such as sudden death. Although the soul of such a person is detached, it is still possible to put the soul back before the body is cold and carry out rescue immediately Live.

Gu Kaifeng chased after him: “but what’s wrong with you?”

“I’ll talk to you later!” Lin Fei Ran Ran running without looking back.

It’s strange to say that Lin feiran is always hurt by the ghost’s Yin Qi when he comes across the soul. Even the hand that has been marked by Chengguan is the same. He has tried before. The only difference between Lin feiran and the one who was painted before is that he can actually touch the ghost, but the cold will still be cold. But at this moment, he firmly grasped the hand of Wang Zhuo’s wrist, but he didn’t feel cold at all. Wang Zhuo’s soul was just like a living person except for its weight. It was warm to the touch. Lin feiran could even feel the pulse from Wang Zhuo’s wrist

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