Volume 2 Yiqing laughs at the Ark of Flowers and Plants Chapter 178 Werewolf Kills (22) The Last Queen
"Surprised, right? You lose. Ye Jingjing stepped forward, pulled out the knife on her chest, and pulled the corners of her mouth slightly, on Ye Jingjing's face, she couldn't see joy, anger and sorrow, she saw more just indifference. I really don't know what a person has experienced, and he can be so immobile and calm about winning and losing.
"What you just said clearly...... There were just two of us left. Li Yao looked at Ye Jingjing unwillingly, in fact, she could already choose to quit the game and admit defeat, she could lose, but she couldn't lose so unclear.
"I'm sorry, that wasn't for you. I don't want to do it either, I've been an invisible person for a whole game, I have to do something, right? The Invisible Man finished speaking, glancing at the numbers on the school building, until it turned to two, and then he shrugged his shoulders slightly lightly.
"You're really good, you've single-handedly killed nearly a third of the people." Ye Jingjing raised the blade and stabbed at her body again. "This knife was returned to you for my sister."
"Hmm...... Ye Jingjing, I remember you, but I didn't expect that I, Li Yao, had worked so hard to make a wedding dress for someone else......"
"That's a lot of nonsense, don't you leave? Then I'll do another one for my brother-in-law. As soon as Ye Jingjing's words fell, Li Yao quickly quit the game.
"Heh, don't run if you have the ability." Ye Jingjing chuckled lightly and casually threw the dagger on the ground. "It's a pleasure to work with."
"It's a pleasure to work with." The invisible man also replied to her, and then the voice sounded again in the school's radio room: "Congratulations to the gods for their victory, the players who survive to the end 'Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle' and 'Undefeated' will receive rich prizes, please fill in your email address, and the prizes will be distributed by mail within twenty-four hours." ”
"That's the end of it?" Ye Jingjing patted the blood stains on his body and asked him, "Which academy are you a student in?" Add a friend and play the game together next time? ”
"Academy of Arts." The boy's voice is lukewarm, just like his character. He reported a string of QQ numbers to Ye Jingjing, and Ye Jingjing added it immediately, but before he could ask his name, he had already quit the game.
Art Academy? Isn't that the same academy as the troublemaker? Maybe it's still a major, isn't he afraid of causing trouble for him? However, if you want to find trouble, I'm afraid that the first person Li Yao wants to find now is herself.
Ye Jingjing quit the game, although the number of people in the chat group at the moment is not large, but it seems to have exploded, they are discussing the final winner, their nicknames have been announced, and the video of the game will only flow out after twelve hours of review, and now everyone doesn't know what happened, so they asked in the group. After only looking at it for a while, the news broke 999+.
Of course Ye Jingjing didn't say it, if she said it, wouldn't it be tantamount to leading the finger to herself? She's not stupid. After roughly explaining to Yi Han and them in the small group chat, she opened the door and went to the living room and poured herself a glass of warm water. When the temperature reached her mouth, she felt like vomiting, so she added some hot water, sprinkled a little dried flowers, and made herself a cup of flower tea with the temperature of the water.
Ye Jingjing suddenly had an urge to add wolfberries to the flower tea in her mind, but she quickly suppressed it.
What are you doing?
Ye Jingjing asked herself in her heart.
Is it that after staying with a fool for a long time, even you are about to become a fool? Nangong Yi often stays up all night, so he drinks tea to maintain his health, how can he have the same idea for him? She's still young, so she doesn't need to take care of herself.
That's right, that's it.
Ye Jingjing thought about it, tasted the freshly brewed flower tea, and frowned: "Flower tea, it seems to be considered healthy, forget it." ”
She took a bottle of milk from the fridge and went upstairs, with a light step, casually closed the door of her room, and pulled out her headphones to put on herself. The headphones are playing her favorite song on a loop, and she never gets tired of listening to it, as if it has some kind of magic.
In fact, as long as it is something you like, it is like having a kind of magic, always exuding an alluring fragrance all the time.
It's late at night, but there are always people who can't sleep in the middle of the night, tossing and turning, and can't sleep at night.
What do you think? They are already together, and things are already a foregone conclusion. So yourself, what reason can't you let go?
Outside the floor-to-ceiling window is the stars in the sky, and there are very few clouds and mist, flashing and flashing, just like the children's rhyme, thousands of small eyes. It's just that these eyes have never stayed on their bodies for a moment. The evening breeze was a little cold, and she got up and closed the only gap that was connected to the outside, turned her back against the cold floor-to-ceiling window, and sighed.
She remembered that for a while, Yi Han provoked gangsters outside the school, and since then, she has been surrounded at the school gate every time she leaves school. Maybe it's because he's afraid of causing trouble to Gu Aochen, he never tells Gu Aochen, but he is stubborn, saying that he doesn't care about those hooligans, but in fact, he runs away when he sees others.
Ye Jingjing took him in once, and remembered that Yi Han was beaten all over the body at that time, and he didn't dare to go back, let alone be seen by Qianxiao. In fact, it is not a special experience, just a friend in distress. I remember that Yi Han said that there was a difference between men and women at that time, and insisted on not sleeping in Ye Jingjing's room, and later borrowed her a blanket and slept outside the balcony of her room.
What a stubborn fool, she hasn't even said anything yet. The balcony is semi-enclosed, and about a quarter of the area is ventilated, except for the side against the wall. I don't know if he is cold or not, Ye Jingjing is a little worried that something will happen to him if he sleeps outside the balcony, so he spread it on the floor next to the floor-to-ceiling window.
"Yi Han, are you cold?"
"No, it's not cold." Yi Han replied reluctantly, but his teeth had already bummered together from the cold and shivering. Ye Jingjing thought for a while and handed him the warm little hand in her bed.
"I don't have anything warm in the house, if you feel cold, just hold my hand." Ye Jingjing thought for a while, and then said, "Don't worry, I won't tell Qianxiao." There's no way for you to go on like this, or I'll open you a room in a hotel? ”
"No, let Xiaoxiao know, she will misunderstand."
"The clear is self-purifying, I really just want to help you, Xiaoxiao is not the kind of person who is not close to people, big deal, I'll call her again?"
"Do you want everyone to see my jokes?" Yi Han's voice was low and a little choked.
"Yi Han, I know you're uncomfortable, but you can't just let that group of people bully you, right? Otherwise, you don't care about this matter, I'll go and talk to Xiaoxiao, just say that those gangsters say bad things about her, and Xiaoxiao's character will definitely not make them feel better. ”
didn't hear Yi Han's answer, Ye Jingjing thought that he was already asleep, a little cold, she wanted to retract her hand, but thinking that Yi Han outside the door might be colder, she still gritted her teeth and held on for a while. Many times, she was just a quiet listener and couldn't intervene and participate in their lives, even though she had tried.
Qianxiao likes Yi Han, but it is her heavy and domineering love that always overwhelms Yi Han. As a result, there are fewer intimate topics to talk about between the two, but between Yi Han and Ye Jingjing, it is the opposite, the two can be regarded as having nothing to talk about. It's just that there's one emotion missing, a special emotion.
Who said that there can't be pure friendship between people of the opposite sex, at least that's what she thought at the beginning.
Write songs, it's the only thing you can do at night.
Thinking so, I picked up a pen and wrote it at the table, and the lyrics began like this:
"The stars open their eyes, and I look at you
The slowest version of the melody, say bit by bit
The encounter after a long absence, in the café
Old Record Black Movie
The stars open their eyes, and I listen to you
You say that if you travel a long way, you will meet the light
Do not come to your eyes, your luck
I am willing to protect you silently
Be your beacon of navigation
Guidance in the mist
I'm still standing here waiting for you
No matter the wind, no matter the night, no matter the frost, snow and rain
in your heart
Or maybe they've forgotten about me for a long time
It does not matter
I'm sure I'm okay
No tears are shed
The stars open their eyes, and I look at you
The slowest version of the melody, say bit by bit
The encounter after a long absence, in the café
Old Record Black Movie
The stars open their eyes, and I listen to you
You say that if you travel a long way, you will meet the light
When all regrets break the silence
I can't help but care and believe
One night, two nights, three days, four days
Your words are so clear
Your voice, your breath
All in your ruthless turn
Out of my world
Gone
I'm still going to believe it......
The stars open their eyes, and I look at you
Black and white film
Paired with black and white melodies
Bury the ruins of love
It's like you
Your prevarication, cowardice, and cold words
Every word stings
Tearing again and again
My heart
The stars open their eyes
I'm looking at you
I can't stand it anymore
Your figure
There is no mine in the world
You're still smiling
But I can't forget you
Youth has youthful regrets
And you are mine
Regretful. ”
After the last word was settled, she hesitated, looked up at the hourglass in front of the table, and the hourglass of fifteen minutes had not yet been finished. Going to change the word? After all, if you follow the rhythm, some of the lyrics are not right, but she doesn't want to compose music anymore.
That's all for today.
Ye Jingjing turned the hourglass upside down, got up and got into bed, and set the alarm clock for the second day. In fact, winning or losing the game is no longer important to her, and the game she cares about the most has already been lost.
Ye Jingjing has never sent out this song, just like all the careful thoughts in her heart, all of them have been pressed to the deepest part of her heart. In the future, I don't think I will mention it again, right? What you say is always better than what you do, and what you think in your heart, how many times will it come true? Aren't they all crushed by reality?
So, it's good to pretend that you don't care, at least that way, and you won't have any frustration when you fail.
"Morning, Jingjing."
"Little kite, why don't you seem to have slept well, didn't you get off the game very early yesterday?"
"There's no rule that you have to fall asleep immediately after the game." Xia Ziyuan said, her eyes always glanced in the direction of Gu Aochen inadvertently, Gu Aochen seemed to be a nobody, and he looked like "nothing to do with himself".
"Why do you seem to have dark circles under your eyes? Was it late yesterday? Trapped me, I slept with him for four classes first. ”
Gu Aochen glanced at her and said seriously, "There are only four classes in the morning. ”
"What do you care about me?"
"I ......"