Wu Yue suddenly stopped. There was no wind, so why did the window open by itself?
She quickly burrowed into bed, her eyes mechanically shifting from left to right, landing on the bedroom window.
"Lu Shu?"
No, at this hour, Lu Shu is already fast asleep in his bubble ball shed, dreaming of a beautiful spring day.
Could it be... a ghost?
Wu Yue's face turned pale at the thought. She wrapped herself tightly in her blanket and squeezed the pillow inside the blanket between her legs.
Just as she was about to silently recite the core socialist values and the Great Compassion Mantra, a white shadow as tall as a pencil leaped from outside the window onto the windowsill, casting a long, straight shadow on the bedroom floor.
Wu Yue first opened her right eye and peeked out, then opened her other eye. She sat up in surprise: "Cuihua."
Why are Yan Chiyu's paper figures here?
The paper doll Cuihua slid down the sea-blue wall, her short legs stepping across the soft carpet before she jumped onto the bedside table. Hands on her hips, her thin paper body trembled slightly.
"Aren't you afraid of ghosts? I'll have Cuihua protect you."
It was Yan Chiyu's voice that came out.
Ah~ the Smoke & Smoke pairing is back!
This is love! Love!
You must protect your own wife well!
Wu Yue: ...
The girl reached for her phone and quickly tapped the screen twice.
"Hello?" A deep, clear, youthful voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Yan Chiyu, I thank you for your kindness. But are you sure you want Cuihua to protect me, and not just scare me? Try having a moving paper figure dancing by your bedside while you sleep. If you wake up and see it still there, you'll faint from fright, okay?"
“Cuihua is very resilient; if you encounter a ghost, she can even hold it off for you for a while,” Yan Chiyu said.
Such straightforward and honest concern made her feel somewhat at a loss.
Wu Yue took a deep breath: "That's true, but could you please not let Cuihua dance on my bedside table? It's scary."
"So where would you like it to stay?"
"Anywhere I can't see it is fine."
Under the bed...?
"It's even more terrifying, isn't it!" Wu Yue said irritably.
Yan Chiyu teased the iron pillar between his fingers and chuckled, "It's actually soft and cute. If you don't believe me, touch it. There's nothing to be afraid of."
Wu Yue stared at Cuihua. Perhaps it was because Yan Chiyu's voice was too magnetic and gentle, or perhaps it was out of curiosity, but she couldn't help but reach out and gently touch her.
It's strangely soft, like the feel of cotton.
"Don't you think it's kind of cute after looking at it for a while?" The boy's voice came through the communication network, with a hint of hidden peace and gentleness: "If you think it's expressionless, you can take a paintbrush and draw whatever you like on it."
Wu Yue expressed her exhaustion: "I'm terrible at drawing."
A moment of silence followed, then the boy's voice rang out: "Bring it to the classroom tomorrow, and I'll draw it for you."
Unable to refuse such kindness, Wu Yue readily accepted: "...Yes, thank you."
After hanging up the phone, Wu Yue couldn't help but angrily slam her head against the pillow.
We agreed not to make friends or bother each other anymore, ahhh, what kind of direction is this?!
Wu Yue sighed. Every time she spoke to Yan Chiyu, she forgot her resolve.
She slowly raised her head and saw that Cuihua had jumped to her side at some point. As she looked at it, Cuihua, unfazed, stretched out its slightly rough-made fingers and gently poked Wuyue's hand, then patted it twice.
It's like... comforting?
Depend on.
This paper figure,
He's kind of cute TT.
Then.
The paper doll Cuihua successfully got into Wu Yue's bed.
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