Chapter 1: The Left Hand Becomes a Girl

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My name is Xu Yu and I am a very ordinary high school student.

In two months' time, I will say goodbye to my boring high school career and go to college to continue my normal life.

I have no doubt about that.

Because I've always been sure that I'm a person who is afraid of trouble and has no ambition. Rather than living a lifestyle of passion, I want to live a more stable life every day.

Like many ordinary people, I don't like things that are too complicated, and I don't want to get involved in all kinds of messy troubles. Surely it feels terrible to be affected by those troublesome things in your daily life, right? In my opinion, only a peaceful life can make people happy, and a plain life can live comfortably. If I can live a life of peace and security, I am willing to pay any price without hesitation.

However, it is clear that fate is never controlled.

The life of my dreams suddenly disappeared like a bubble.

And all the changes began in the early morning of an ordinary April 1st.

That day was not an April Fool's joke.

……

"Purr...... Purr ......"

Early in the morning, I slept soundly.

Because everyone knows that for a senior high school student who is about to take the college entrance examination, it is a very rare thing to sleep until he wakes up naturally. When you spend days and nights studying with a few meaningless textbooks, and have already decided to forget them completely in two months, you will find that this world is so boring!

The feeling of being buried in a sea of books every moment of every day almost suffocates me.

However, the school was quite generous, and barely gave us a rare day off in a month. This day felt like heaven to me, even if it was a lazy sleep all day, it was the ultimate enjoyment.

Provided, of course, that you can't be disturbed.

Whether it's a pesky mosquito, or a ...... Strange creatures from alien planets.

Suddenly I felt a little itchy in my nose, and I couldn't help but roll over in bed. I vaguely seemed to hear something, but I ignored it. It wasn't until the itching of the tip of my nose and the buzzing of mosquitoes made me unbearable that I impatiently reached out and slapped my face.

There was a muffled crack, and I was suddenly stunned.

Because I felt a strange strange, strange touch on my face.

It's soft, greasy, and doesn't hurt at all.

I dare to swear by the life that I have lived for eighteen years, and the strange and soft touch I feel on my face is definitely something I have never experienced before. The soft, tender, elasticity that slowly ripples with the movements of my left hand is even more unlikely to be something that my rough left palm can produce. In particular, the ensuing 'whoaa' exclamation made me feel even more terrifying.

So I was shocked.

I quickly opened my eyes, and I was greeted by a small thing like fluffy hair.

The thing arched under my nose and snorted like a struggling mole. I stared blankly as the 'mole' climbed my nose as if it were a hill under my gaze. Its delicate hands were as small as a pencil, thin but white. The little thing struggled to lift its head at the tip of my nose, revealing a delicate little face. But when she saw my big eyes, she suddenly shrank her head back with a scream, and trembled like a mole.

"It's a delusion, isn't it? How could there be such a thing? With a confused mutter, I closed my eyes again.

And thenβ€”

"How can it be an illusion! What the hell is this! Jumping up with a glare, I looked at the tiny being on my left hand that shook its hair and body violently as my arm swung. The little thing screamed but struggled powerlessly, and was tossed around with my movements. I tried to spin my left hand out of a big windmill, and the guy's hair was straightened by my flick.

……

That's not right! What am I doing!

Reacting to this, I quickly stopped and raised my left hand in front of me again.

On closer inspection, this is a delicate little figure about a little bigger than a palm. If you ignore the volume, it looks like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

She has long, shiny black hair and two delicate braids on either side of her ears. Underneath the eyebrows and bangs, there is a delicate and beautiful cute face. She had eyes that glowed black like black gems, but now they were spinning in circles like mosquito coils.

Cough! Cough!

This strange creature has delicate and pink skin that is white and red, and a delicate and beautiful innocent face. According to my observations, if this face is placed on a normal person, it is definitely a beautiful face at the level of calamity. But on such a small creature, it looks more like an elf. And looking further down, I saw a completely ** small body. On the white jade-like carcass, the snow-white hill the size of half a soybean is covered upside down, and the pink red beans the size of sesame seeds on the top are all eye-catching. Then the waist narrowed from the chest, and then down the belly button and connected to my wrist a little below. There are no gaps, and it looks like a natural fit.

However, the difference in skin is really obvious.

"Really, just a little bit...... Yes! Not so! Damn, what the hell is this? Looking at my wrist, I shook my head with some regret. But soon I came to my senses, and I broke down and yelled. For what, for what, for what will my left hand become this thing?

"Oops! Ding Ding is so dizzy, little white help! "On my wrist, the strange and ** unknown life shook violently with my movements, and made a weak cry for help. This little thing didn't seem to have reacted to what was happening, and he didn't know that he was ** exposed under the man's nose. She screamed and made a sound like a mosquito, and her delicate arms waved violently, like a drowning elf.

"She, spoke?" My eyes widened.

"Woo...... Xiao Baibai, Dingding's head is so dizzy...... It's scary here, the human world is terrible! I looked down in amazement, and saw the little thing that claimed to be tinkling screaming pitifully on my wrist, and slowly shook my little head and straightened up. She whispered in a panic, peeked at me and quickly lowered her head. When I was almost petrified, this little thing suddenly raised his right hand and waved it twice at me, plucking up courage and saying, "Yo! Hello human beings in front of you, I'm Ding Ding. Please take care of you when you meet for the first time, can you stop bullying Ding Ding? Dingding will bite you! ”

Waving my hand, the little thing tried to make a bright smile on me, very bright and moving.

And at this time, what kind of expression should I use to face it?

Looking at this elf-like girl, I suddenly didn't know what to say. What the hell is going on? My head was full of fog.

She, what is it?

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