Chapter 23 Chapter 23 The strong impact of the facial features
In November, the city of Chongqing had a hint of winter. When Xu Sui got up in the morning, he felt a rare chill. He opened the window and looked out, and saw green mountains in the distance and a thin mist surrounding the hillside.
I looked down at the watch on my wrist and found that it was already nine o'clock. I slapped my head in frustration. The alarm clock didn't even wake me up.
Putting on flip-flops and getting up from the bed, Xu Sui slowly moved towards the bathroom with a slightly messy hair. She forgot to loosen the rubber band before going to bed last night, so the hair on one side of her head was puffed up, making her look silly and cute.
On the way out, I bumped into my grandmother coming out of the kitchen with a bowl of noodles. The old woman frowned and asked, "Are you awake?"
Xu Sui touched his nose embarrassedly.
"You get up after the sun has already set. Humph, I don't think you need to memorize this word anymore." The old man who was sitting on the yellow leather sofa reading a newspaper sneered when he heard the voices here.
Xu Sui pursed her lips and said nothing. What was he talking about? There was clearly no sun today. But Xu Sui didn't intend to argue with him about this. Otherwise, the old man would talk to her about this for the whole morning, and then she wouldn't have to go out today.
Grandma put the bowl on the table, glanced at the person sitting there, and suddenly said, "I don't know who told me to be more careful at eight o'clock."
There was a "pop" sound, which was the sound of newspaper falling to the floor.
Then there was no sound. The air was suddenly eerily quiet, and a faint sense of awkwardness floated in this small space.
Xu Sui was surprised for a moment, without looking at the stubborn old man's expression, but he could guess it - expressionless, with the corners of his mouth drooping, the kind of anger and shame he felt.
"Grandma, do you have two more bowls of noodles? I'll help you get them."
"Okay." Grandma slightly curved her eyes, turned around and went into the kitchen with Xu Sui.
After dinner, Xu Sui memorized words for an hour and did homework for a while before getting ready to go out. Thinking about today's weather, Xu Sui picked out a white autumn sweatshirt from the closet and put it on his head.
"Come back for dinner before five o'clock." Xu Sui heard the stubborn old man say the moment he closed the door. The door was closed. After thinking for a while, Xu Sui opened the door again.
"I understand." With a "bang", the door was closed from the outside.
Last night, Jiang Changjia called their home phone and told them the exact location, which was the same mall they went to during the National Day holiday, but on a different floor.
As soon as Xu Sui walked out of the apartment building, he saw a very familiar figure. Fallen leaves were floating in the air under the influence of the autumn wind, and then fell down. The young man was very tall, wearing a gray hooded sweatshirt. He was standing among many bicycles, slightly bent over, adjusting something. The very tall mountain bike he saw yesterday seemed much shorter next to him.
Xu Sui's heart, which was originally about to take a taxi, was wavering, swaying, and hesitant.
While hesitating, he suddenly seemed to sense something and looked back. A sharp look swept over him. Caught off guard, Xu Sui lowered his head in shock and then raised his head again as if he had reacted.
What are you afraid of??!
She pinched her palm and walked over to greet him, "Hello."
Song Shiyang had just finished adjusting his mountain bike. When he heard Xu Sui greeting him, he responded in a low voice: "Hello."
Then he looked at the light pink bicycle next to him, then glanced at Xu Sui, raised an eyebrow and asked with a hint of surprise: "Is this yours?"
"Hmm..." Xu Suiying.
Any questions?
"No problem, just asking." He touched the back of his neck, and the loose hair on his forehead slightly blocked his eyes. Xu Sui realized that he had asked what was in his heart.
"Are you going to ride a bike?" Xu Sui pinched his earlobe and asked him.
"Well, I'll go first." After saying that, he pulled the left side of his black pants and raised his leg. The light white canvas shoes with a little red mixed in flashed past Xu Sui's eyes. He got on the bike quickly, stepped firmly on the mountain bike pedals, leaned down, and sped forward like an arrow. The wind blew into his clothes, making the light gray sweatshirt swell up, but his whole back was thin, with the thinness unique to teenagers.
Xu Sui's eyes darkened, and he turned and left the carport and walked towards the entrance of the community.
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After that, Xu Sui really saw the girl named Bai Ruoxing. Her ponytail was tied very tightly, but it did not look rustic. Instead, it showed off her superior head shape to the fullest. The high top of her head and the face with very little white space added a touch of purity to her cold temperament.
She just stood there, leaning against the glass railing and looking down at the first floor of the mall. Jiang Song was next to her, and besides Xie Zhuoyuan, there were a few other boys whose names she couldn't remember and had never seen before.
"Why hasn't Song Shiyang arrived yet?" Jiang Changjia took out his mobile phone to check the time. Xu Sui also glanced at it. There were still more than ten minutes before the agreed time.
But everyone seems to be more accustomed to arriving early.
Xu Sui calculated the time in his mind. It would take her about ten minutes for the taxi to arrive. He rode his bicycle a little slower, but it should be faster. So he comforted Jiang Changjia, saying, "Don't worry, it should be soon."
"Okay, let me see which script-killing game we'll play later." After saying that, Jiang Changjia pulled Xu Sui forward. When they passed by the group of people, Bai Ruoxing suddenly turned her head and looked at them, and Xu Sui met her eyes.
After a long time, Bai Ruoxing withdrew his gaze indifferently.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Song asked when he saw her looking at Xu Suijiang Changjia for a few seconds.
"Um, what's going on with the girl next to Jiang Changjia?" She asked, staring at a light shadow that appeared in the lobby on the first floor. They were on the third floor, and although the view of things on the first floor was not particularly clear, they could still see clearly.
Jiang Song was stunned for a moment before realizing she was referring to Xu Sui. He frowned and said, "Nothing serious. I came here to accompany Chang Jia."
Hearing this, Bai Ruoxing nodded and set her gaze on the elevator exit a hundred meters away.
Xu Sui stood beside Jiang Changjia, and they looked up at the posters on the wall. The dark and weird colors tried to create a horror atmosphere, but because it was too exaggerated, Xu Sui did not feel much fear in her heart. She had seen a real dead person when she was in Xiangbei. The person was from the same village, and it was said that he was run over by a train. When Xu Sui was eight or nine years old, she followed her grandmother to listen to stories and accidentally saw that appearance.
The nightmare lasted for a few days and then it was gone.
Bai Ruoxing's voice came from her ears, pulling Xu Sui back to her senses. She looked in the direction of the voice and saw Song Shiyang walking towards her. The loose hair on his forehead was blown back by the wind, revealing his forehead with strong brow bones.
At this moment, Xu Sui had to admit that the proportions of that face were really excellent. It was said that boys had bangs to cover up the shortcomings of a big white forehead, but his forehead was just right.
Because Xu Sui seldom looked up at his face when they were together, she always thought that he had a light-colored appearance. But at this moment, the strong impact of his dark-colored features made her swallow her saliva, and then turned her head away and stopped looking.
"What hairstyle?" Jiang Song stepped forward to pull his hair, but Song Shiyang raised his hand and grabbed Jiang Song's hand: "Get lost."
Then he frowned and grabbed his hair twice, trying to put it back in place. Halfway through the drive, he realized he was not wearing a helmet.
But it is impossible to go back and get it.
"Shi Yang." Bai Ruoxing smiled and greeted him. Song Shi Yang's eyes fell on her for a moment and he nodded in greeting. He glanced at the crowd and turned to ask Xie Zhuoyuan: "Where are Jiang Changjia and...Xu Sui?"
He paused before calling out Xu Sui's name.
"Ah?" Xie Zhuoyuan didn't react at first, until Song Shiyang glanced at him coldly, then he pointed and said, "There it is!"
Jiang Changjia saw Xie Zhuoyuan pointing at him and waved to them: "This!"
A group of people came towards them.
Xu Sui watched him walk towards him. As he walked, his ankles were faintly visible with the rise and fall of his pants. The exposed skin color formed a sharp contrast with the black fabric of his pants, showing an indescribable sexiness.
He seemed to still have the chill of the wind on him, exuding a kind of sharpness.
"What do you want to play?" A tall, thin boy with glasses asked in a gentle voice, giving people the gentle feeling of an ancient scholar.
"Death in White!" Jiang Changjia raised his hand.
Looking very excited, Xu Sui turned his head to look at the poster on the wall. A bloody hand matched with a doctor's horrified expression, and then the three big words "Death in White" were written in blood and black.
It is a script-killing game that was recently introduced from Europe and the United States.
"Jiang Changjia, are you up to it? Don't hold onto Xu Sui's legs and refuse to move forward." Jiang Song said disapprovingly after looking at the poster.
"It's fun, it's fun, it's not like I haven't seen horror movies before."
"Sister Jia, if you're scared, you can hold my thigh!" Xie Zhuoyuan approached with a smile, and Jiang Changjia punched him.
"roll."
Jiang Song didn't say anything after hearing this. He just lowered his head and asked Bai Ruoxing beside him: "Can we play?"
The girl smiled slightly and said to him, "Will it be useful to say no?"
Jiang Song's expression froze for a moment, and then he heard Bai Ruoxing walk towards Song Shiyang and said softly: "Shiyang, can I follow you?"
"Let's all go in together." He raised his chin towards the entrance and went to the front desk to buy tickets.
"Eight people, right, handsome boy?" The receptionist was a slightly fat middle-aged man who looked at the man in front of him with a frown and outstanding temperament and said.
"Yes." Song Shiyang nodded, took his hand out of his trouser pocket and borrowed the ticket.
There were quite a lot of people queuing in front of them, and Xu Sui was surprised to find that quite a lot of people were playing "Dead in White". Just then, a group came out after playing, and everyone looked more or less in a mess.
Xu Sui discovered that they had blood disguised as ketchup on their bodies, which was quite bright.
"I'm really impressed. How come there is a gun? It feels like the real thing. It's so scary." Several girls walked by and talked while complaining.
When I passed by this group of people, I accidentally glanced at them and my eyes were fixed on them and I couldn't move them away.
"Those people are all so good-looking."
"I think too, both men and women are very distinctive. Is it true that good-looking people only play with good-looking people?" someone asked.
Xu Sui usually stared at the ground in a daze to kill time. While she was distracted, a mobile phone suddenly appeared under her eyes. She blinked and looked up.
He was a cheerful-looking boy with a wheat-colored complexion, but his facial features were not overshadowed by his skin color. When he saw Xu Sui looking at him, he smiled and winked and said, "Classmate, give me a Penguin ID."
Xie Zhuoyuan, who was not far away, started to make a fuss, and Jiang Changjia also joined in the fun. In addition, the boys seemed to be very popular in their group, so a group of people covered their mouths and whispered excitedly.
Xu Sui subconsciously turned her head to look at Song Shiyang who was leaning against the counter. She turned her head very slightly, and those who didn't know would think she was looking at Jiang Changjia.
The boy had one hand in his pocket and the other on his smartphone. The earphones in his ears seemed to block out all the sounds from the outside world.
Xu Sui blinked slowly and said to the boy, "I'm sorry, I haven't registered a Penguin account yet."
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