Chapter 144 Morbid Encounter
The face is full of collagen, and it looks so smooth and tender.
A beautiful smile, fair skin, clear and bright eyes... when put together on one face, it makes Chang Qingsen's heart buzz.
"If this beautiful face were painted with a touch of rouge, it would surely be more charming than the cute kitten in the morning."
Chang Qingsen thought to himself that he felt as if he had fallen in love, and while eating he kept secretly glancing at Feng Yuhuai's face out of the corner of his eye.
"Yuhuai, what do you want to order? I'll help you order." Xiaojuan's voice was filled with a playful smile.
While Feng Yuhuai was talking with his roommate, he was also secretly keeping an eye on Chang Qingsen.
She caught Chang Qingsen's slightly shy but eager gaze, and the smile on her face became sweeter.
"Thank you, senior. Otherwise, my roommate and I wouldn't be able to find an empty table. Really, eating in the cafeteria is like a war every time." Feng Yuhuai spoke softly, his tone full of sincerity.
Chang Qingsen's heart was throbbing even more. He put down his chopsticks, his eyes burning but he said modestly: "It's a small matter, you're welcome."
While the roommate was waiting in line for food, the two of them chatted casually.
Perhaps it was love at first sight between them, and they were attracted to each other so much that their chat was extremely speculative.
During the relaxed and pleasant conversation, they inadvertently got each other's personal information, and naturally exchanged phone numbers like friends.
When the roommate came back with the meal, the two of them tacitly stopped chatting and focused on eating.
Chang Qingsen's eating movements were meticulous, even more delicate than those of girls. When Feng Yuhuai and his roommate finished their meal and said goodbye quietly before leaving, he was still slowly savoring every bite of food, chewing it carefully.
A few minutes later, Chang Qingsen finally finished eating. He picked up the plate and prepared to leave.
At this moment, he inadvertently glanced and noticed that there was a red rag doll lying diagonally on the seat that Feng Yuhuai had just left.
"Hey, did she drop it accidentally?"
Chang Qingsen picked up a rag doll that had only one eye, and the other eye was loose, making it look a little weird.
He stood by his seat, thought for a while, suddenly grinned with excitement, stuffed the doll into his shirt pocket, his eyes flashing with anticipation for the beautiful moment that was about to come.
…….As time passed, the afternoon passed quietly.
Feng Yuhuai sat quietly in her seat in the classroom, her head slightly tilted towards the door from time to time, as if she was silently expecting something, with deep anxiety and irritation in her eyes.
"Strange, Chang Qingsen clearly picked up the rag doll I left behind, and he clearly showed interest in me while eating, so why didn't he come to me under the pretext of returning the rag doll?"
Feng Yuhuai frowned slightly, pondering over and over again in his mind, trying to find the crux of the matter.
If there was enough time, Feng Yuhuai could have woven each encounter more naturally and smoothly, slowly penetrating into Chang Qingsen's heart, until finding the right moment to eat up the other person, heart and soul.
However, Feng Yuhuai doesn't have much time left.
Feng Yuhuai lowered her head and looked at the time on her phone again. The time to finish school was getting closer and closer. She became more and more anxious, so she ignored her reserve and quickly sent a text message to Chang Qingsen.
Feng Yuhuai: Senior, I seem to have accidentally left a red rag doll in the cafeteria. Did you see it?
The reply to the text message came almost immediately.
——Well, I did pick up a rag doll, and it turned out to be yours, my junior.
——It looks a little worn and untied. I plan to take it home and mend it carefully, and then return it to you neatly tomorrow.
Feng Yuhuai browsed the first text message reply and smiled slightly in her heart. Everything was as she expected.
However, when the second text message appeared on the screen, Feng Yuhuai was completely stunned and panicked.
"What the hell?" She was so confused and panicked that her heart almost stopped. "This idiot actually wants to sew up the puppet mother's clone?"
Feng Yuhuai's face turned pale as paper in an instant. Why were the text messages he received in the past few days more outrageous than the last?
She was almost breaking down and roaring, "Chang Qingsen, if you want to die, don't take me with you!"
Even though Feng Yuhuai usually pinched and kneaded the rag doll and even slept with it in her chest, she had never thought of sewing and mending the rag doll with needle and thread.
This idea is absurd and tantamount to seeking death.
Feng Yuhuai was anxious. What if Chang Qingsen really did that? Would the Puppet Mother misunderstand that this was a blasphemy against her and punish him and take her anger out on him?
Feng Yuhuai's scalp tingled. She frantically tapped the screen of her mobile phone and quickly sent a text message.
Feng Yuhuai: There’s no need to trouble you, senior. Just return it to me directly.
Ding-ling-ling——
The bell for the end of get out of class and the end of school rang.
Feng Yuhuai didn't bother to wait for a reply. He stood up suddenly and wanted to rush out of the classroom eagerly.
However, just as she was about to step out of the classroom door!
"Everyone, don't leave in a hurry. Instructor Guo Feng has something to tell you."
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The head teacher's voice suddenly sounded, and he walked quickly into the classroom, followed closely by martial arts instructor Guo Feng. The appearance of the two instantly blocked the students' way out of school.
"Everyone, please be patient. I will only take two minutes of your time." Teacher Guo Feng closed the classroom door and spoke to the students in a calm but firm tone.
Feng Yuhuai immediately looked as if his father had died and sat back in his chair.
Guo Feng coughed lightly, attracting everyone's attention, and then said: "Recently, some disturbing events have occurred in our school. Therefore, the school believes it is necessary to strengthen the students' practical ability to ensure everyone's safety."
He paused and continued, "So, next month, the school plans to jointly host a martial arts competition with several other colleges and universities."
"This tournament has fewer restrictions, but the rewards offered will be very generous. In principle, participation is voluntary, but for students in our martial arts focus class, I expect everyone to actively participate."
Guo Feng glanced around the classroom and his tone became serious:
"Although participating in the competition may result in injury or even danger, if you don't even have the courage to face these challenges, then I suggest that you consider withdrawing from the martial arts key class as soon as possible."
Feng Yuhuai felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. She secretly glanced at the three consecutive text messages. Her scalp almost split open, her face turned red, and her throat seemed to be blocked by a mouthful of black blood.
——My junior schoolmate is so polite.
- Don't worry, junior sister. My sewing skills are quite advanced. I can definitely restore your doll's eyes to be flawless and symmetrical as before.
——Looking forward to seeing you tomorrow!
Feng Yuhuai's face was full of black lines, and he looked blankly at Guo Feng who was talking incessantly on the podium.
The latter's words buzzed in her head, and Feng Yuhuai felt even more uncomfortable, as if she had eaten fly shit.
Because, the reason why Guo Feng took up precious time after school and the reason why the school suddenly held a martial arts competition, the root of all this was actually due to the series of troubles caused by her pretending to be [Mask].
These troubles continued to ferment like a chain reaction, and finally formed a boomerang, hitting my knee unexpectedly today! !
Feng Yuhuai stared blankly at the playground, and immediately saw Chang Qingsen walking with an upright posture, striding out of the school gate.
Night falls.
After dinner, Chang Qingsen sat alone on the bed and slowly took out a sewing box from the drawer.
His fingertips were light and dexterous. He gently picked up the tiny needle and thread and skillfully passed the thread through the eye of the needle.
With a slight turn of his wrist, the needle slowly descended, about to gently touch the skin of the red doll...
(End of this chapter)
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