Chapter Forty-Seven: This Is a Trial

Feng Xue had already tested the effect of the carton, even if he was a person who knew the characteristics of the carton in advance, after Chen Xiyao got into the carton, he would briefly regard the carton as something that appeared next to him and not feel strange at all, until he began to think about Chen Xiyao's whereabouts, and thought that he still had a carton, and then he gradually remembered that Chen Xiyao might be hiding in the carton.

And all this happened under the premise that Chen Xiyao kept walking around in the cardboard box.

In other words, as long as the carton is not locked by the eye, then even if the person in the carton keeps changing positions with the carton, there will be no notice.

As for Chen Xiyao running away with all his belongings, Feng Xue didn't think about it, saying that it was all his belongings, but Feng Xue had already secretly hidden some of the pages of the book when he went out every night, including the Holy Mother of Disintegration, in several different locations inside and outside the city, even if Chen Xiyao was accidentally arrested or even ran away with the money, he would have a chance to make a comeback.

About two hours after Feng Xue went to the garbage dump, Chen Xiyao, who was hiding in the cardboard box, couldn't sit still, although the posture of sitting with her knees was much easier than squatting and cross-legging, but she didn't change her position for two consecutive hours, which still made her body feel quite uncomfortable.

Gently moving her body, Chen Xiyao had an urge to leave the cardboard box and lie down for a while, but she finally held back.

In fact, this is a remarkable form of willpower, and it is very difficult for ordinary people to develop such determination in the face of dangers that they have never experienced at all.

But for Chen Xiyao, or for most middle and high school students, this is not a problem, because this group, even if they stay up until one or two o'clock, they must endure sleepiness and wake up before dawn the next day, and rush to school in a hurry; No matter how sleepy you are, you can only catch up on sleep in the short ten minutes between classes (you don't even have ten minutes when you meet the procrastination), and wake up immediately when the class bell rings.

Even if most of them are not aware of the pressure of survival that may be brought about by not being able to get into a good high school or university, they do have such willpower.

High school can even be said to be the moment when many people have the strongest knowledge, perseverance, experience, and physical fitness.

As a child of someone else's family, even if Chen Xiyao has a little hobby that is not recognized by the family, of course she is also a good student who can abide by the anti-human routine of going to bed late and getting up early, and with her past perseverance, this little problem is no longer a problem.

"Why don't you sleep for a while......" Chen Xiyao's heart suddenly had such a thought, and then irrepressibly began to take root.

It's not because she's tired or sleepy, it's just that the time in the cardboard box is too boring.

The novel has long been dismantled into colored loose pages, and when she ran away from home, she didn't have the mobile phone that was taken away, and now she, in addition to being in a daze and sleeping, can she still pick up remote control toys to entertain herself?

Thinking of this, Chen Xiyao moved small steps, came to the corner of the room with the cardboard box, and then leaned her body against the wall.

Feeling the steady touch behind her, she adjusted her posture slightly, felt out her pants from the bottom of her skirt and folded them into squares, put them under her buttocks, and took out a small object and stuffed it into her mouth to avoid talking in her sleep when she slept, and then hugged her knees with her arms that were wrapped around her wrists with a head rope, although such restraints could be broken free with a light force, but at least she could ensure that after she fell asleep, her legs would not leave the carton because she was relaxed and stretched.

After doing all this, Chen Xiyao, who was wearing loose hair, tilted her head and slowly fell asleep - although this posture is indeed not very comfortable, but for students who need to make up for sleep at any time, she has not tried a more anti-human sleeping position than this.

……

Feng Xue, who was pouring into the garbage dump as the crowd poured in, didn't know that Chen Xiyao was asleep, and he was worried about the girl's current condition while unfolding his golden finger and quickly sifting through the elements that might be used.

He had noticed one thing before entering the field before, the number of people in the Cross Sword Guild to sweep the garbage dump today was much less than last time.

Although it may be that the exit where he is located has a different relationship from the last time, it still inevitably makes him wonder if the rest of the people are going to search for Chen Xiyao's whereabouts.

In fact, this adventure was not only a choice of last resort, but also a test for Feng Xue to Chen Xiyao, otherwise he could have taken Chen Xiyao to the outside of the city temporarily, as long as he relied on Chen Xiyao's excrement as bait, he could completely transfer the nearby bad omen away in a short period of time, so as to obtain a relatively safe area for a short time.

But he also understands that this is something that cannot last long.

He has left a deep impression on Chen Xiyao, although it is not said that it will be unforgettable for a lifetime, as long as she wears that four-dimensional skirt for a day, she will definitely not forget the person who made it herself.

Then the next thing to do is to send Chen Xiyao home.

It's just that before this, Feng Xue must confirm that Chen Xiyao is really a companion who can be trusted.

This is not to say that Chen Xiyao is not credible, but sometimes, people who can be fully trusted are more likely to drag their feet, although at present, Chen Xiyao's performance in all aspects is not the kind of idiot who should run or not and drag the protagonist to die together in brain-dead idol dramas, but people have two sides after all.

When there is no danger, Chen Xiyao is quite reliable, which does not mean that she can still be reliable in a state of mental tension and anxiety.

In case her mood collapsed at a critical time, then Feng Xue really wanted to cry without tears.

"Yo he! It's actually 'unacceptable'?! Suddenly, a card with an element of [invalid] came into view, interrupting Feng Xue's deep thoughts, and he once again turned his attention to the garbage all over the ground-

Regardless of Chen Xiyao's outcome, this will probably be his last garbage day in this landfill, so he must collect as many local entries as possible!

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"How long did I sleep?" Awakening from the slight headache of a slight lack of oxygen, Chen Xiyao quickly remembered her current situation by the sense of restraint in her body, she raised her hands, carefully the numb limbs and buttocks of the activist, and spit out the small objects in her mouth, and then carefully moved her body and looked out with the help of the holes in the cardboard box.

The sky in the landfill area is only day and night, with the help of the light in the house, Chen Xiyao can't tell how long it has been now, but the slight hunger in her stomach makes her know that this time is probably not short, but why hasn't Feng Xue come back yet?

At this moment, Chen Xiyao suddenly felt that sleeping was a terrible choice, because it made her completely lose her grasp of time.

How long has it been?

Three hours?

Five hours?

Or, all day?

"He's not going to leave me behind, is he?"