Chapter 163 Mizuki Private High School (Thirty-Five)
Dora's eyes first glanced inquiringly at the real face in front of her that did not belong to X, then turned to Bei Wanchao, who still had a faint smile on his face and looked strange inexplicably, and finally fell on the potted plant on the windowsill.
The shape of the leaf was larger than it was ten minutes ago.
This thought automatically popped up in Dora's mind, and the next second she turned her head to check the rain outside the window.
I found that the rain was a little lighter than before. Although it was still accompanied by strong wind, the sound of the rain hitting the glass was much weaker.
She was keenly aware of the strangeness of her own behavior, but for a moment she couldn't keep up with the connection behind it.
"Have I seen your true face?"
The embarrassment was for the people around them. Dora didn't think there was anything wrong with her and X's current behavior, and they still maintained a relative distance that exceeded normal social distance.
This question seemed like a casual question asked out of sudden interest, but also like a question asked after deep thought.
From her limited memory, she knew that X was her good friend, but other than that, Dora had no idea how she became friends with this virtual person, or what a virtual existence like X was.
It was as if she only knew the framework of a story, but the details that formed the story did not exist.
There should be many questions that interest her, but at this moment Dora chose this one among countless questions.
"I don't think I've seen you before, but you look so familiar to me, as if..."
She looked at the strange girl's face, at the X-light in her eyes, and gradually narrowed the distance between them as she asked questions.
The original inquiry suddenly became ambiguous.
X stood there without moving, but because Dora kept getting closer and closer, he felt his breathing begin to stagnate. The hand that Dora was holding began to feel numb from the tip of the little finger, and it took him a long time to find his voice.
"It's like we were meant to be together, and your place here should be mine."
X stretched out his numb hand and touched Dora's heart.
"There seems to be an uncontrollable force in my body..."
X chose her words, wanting to tell Dora her true feelings. Although the restrictions in her body were trying to stop her from doing so, she still gritted her teeth and spit out the words.
Twelve in the classroom inexplicably felt a pressure, which condensed on the paper, and was struggling against an unknown force.
Because she saw that under the last line of words she had written, some black characters were struggling to jump out, but she didn't know what force was restricting them, so they were always vague and did not appear completely on the paper.
Perhaps the words he had just written had worked, and Twelve picked up the pen, ready to continue.
But she could clearly feel the heat on her hand. The black signing pen was like a red-hot iron, which burned her fingers so much that they became deformed immediately and the pen slipped from her hand.
Before, the system would remind me that I had triggered a penalty, which was why I felt the pain and squeezing sensation in my bones.
But this time, there was no sign and Twelve couldn't pick up the pen. She quickly realized that something had happened because of what she had just said, otherwise the system would not have been able to stop her so silently.
She didn't have time to think or question whether the system's behavior was in compliance with the rules of the game. She endured the severe pain and picked up the pen, wanting to continue writing on the white paper.
If putting X and Dora together works, then there is another possibility. The president is very likely to be this X, and the so-called Bei Wanchao is just a smokescreen to deceive himself.
After all, this is a multiplayer collaborative task. If I put Dora and Bei Wanchao together just for a name, I will be following the system's wishes and letting the whole story develop as it was planned from the beginning.
But there is a premise for this scenario, that is, Dora and X, or in other words, the president and the eldest daughter, did not recognize each other from the beginning.
Based on Twelve's understanding of her own president, let alone the fact that the eldest lady temporarily covered her face, even if the other party completely changed her face, she would definitely be able to tell what was wrong from the other party's body movements and habitual behaviors, and then recognize the person.
But now the story has come to this point, the two have not recognized each other, and they have only relied on the opportunities they created to barely cause some trouble that caught the system off guard.
In other words, something even more terrifying than face-swapping happened. For example, due to some system restrictions, the two people temporarily lost their connection with each other, but because of the opportunity they created, they made a little breakthrough.
The reason why he was sure that the two of them did not remember everything completely was that Twelve felt that if they remembered something, they should do something, inform themselves as collaborators, or simply complete the task simply and roughly, instead of falling into a passive state like now.
The burning sensation on her fingers became more and more obvious, but Twelve had no time to think about it. She held the pen tightly and was about to draw on the white paper.
But this time, it was as if there was an extra layer of transparent grease on the white paper.
It’s so thin that you can’t see it, but you can’t write anything on it.
Twelve could only watch as the line of faint fonts in the system finally appeared.
[Asking X to temporarily play the role of your girlfriend will not fundamentally solve the problem. ]
[When you see Bei Wanchao's indifferent face, you suddenly understand. ]
[An evil seed has already sprouted in your heart, and you are waiting for it to grow little by little. However, in this process, some blind people still need to be taught a lesson, such as those who are unaware of the situation and are surrounding Bei Wanchao.]
These few lines of words appeared so quickly and urgently that if they were finished in one go, there would be fear that some other trouble would arise.
And Twelve understood that this should be the answer that the system originally wanted to induce him to write. However, he had just created it freely, and the system was afraid that the story line would go astray, so he simply filled in these by himself.
Indoor gymnasium.
The conversation just now seemed to have been suddenly forgotten by the two parties involved.
A hint of gloating appeared on the stranger girl's face. She leaned over with this posture to narrow the encirclement and shorten the distance between the two of them.
"Look, this method doesn't work at all. You clearly know the best solution, but you keep circling around the wrong answer. Isn't this taking the long way around?"
The gentle expression on her face had long disappeared, leaving only a bewitching smile. She looked in a certain direction off the court and talked to herself in Dora's ear.
"I told you that you don't need to meddle in other people's business." Even though Dora didn't turn around, she knew that X's eyes were on Bei Wanchao. "Although I don't know what you are planning, I can feel your ill will towards her."
These words were spoken in a warning tone; Dora did not like the tone in which X spoke of this matter.
The two of them were so close and the atmosphere seemed so ambiguous, but their words were full of sharp swords and there was no trace of the warmth from before.
After saying that, Dora pressed the bouquet of roses that X transformed into into the other person's arms. She turned around and left without saying anything to the other person.
The female student, who had no idea what was going on, felt like she was dreaming. She stood there in a daze, looking at the extra roses in her hands.
The physical education class soon came to an end, and in the narrow corridor near the locker room, a group of female students fell down.
Some of them covered their bodies in pain, some moaned and called for help, and some made promises in fear. But no one dared to look towards the shadowy corner.
In the corner of the shadow occupied by Dora, her hands were trembling with excitement, and the expression on her face was like a ghost.
"Don't hang around her anymore. I'm saying this for the last time."
Her voice was flat, without even a tone, but every word she spoke still made everyone's body tremble with fear.
It was not until her figure and voice disappeared in the corridor that someone finally shouted for help.
"Tsk, I thought you were going to do something to them? It's just a couple of hits and a warning and threat. Is that enough?"
X made a cheesy sound from the side, as if the fight between the two just now had never happened, and she started teasing Dora again.
Dora didn't respond to her, but just walked to the outside of the gymnasium with her head down and stood there.
The drizzle was still falling, and the whole campus seemed to be covered by a layer of water curtain, making it difficult to see clearly.
Dora didn't know what she was thinking, she just looked up at Xiaoyu in a trance.
She seemed to have forgotten something important.
The pen was still getting hot, and Twelve couldn't write a single word. The system seemed determined to delay time and didn't care at all about Twelve's yelling and cursing in his heart.
At the moment when Twelve was struggling, a few more lines of words appeared on the white paper.
[Bei Wanchao had no idea what you were doing. After the class, you both got into the car of the housekeeper Nanshu.]
Twelve realized that the system seemed a little anxious.
If the previous storyline still required ups and downs, connection and transition, then now it can be said to be a rough transition, and I just want to finish this part as soon as possible.
As these words were uttered, the scalding pen returned to its original shape, and even the layer of oil on the white paper disappeared.
Twelve seemed to be able to write, but in this situation, it was obviously not appropriate for him to continue writing the confession he had just acted out.
If she acted on impulse, the result would be the same as before.
Twelve knew that she no longer had any advantage and could only wait for the system's next storyline and then act accordingly.
When the car arranged by Uncle Nan arrived, the rain outside had completely stopped, but the weather was still gloomy.
Before Dora got on the car, she saw a very familiar plant in the flower bed not far away. Its leaves had grown very large.
"Miss, how do you feel at school today?"
Dora had just sat down when a familiar and gentle voice came from the front row, asking with concern, "Is it interesting to have Miss Bei accompany you?"
Because of Uncle Nan's appearance, Dora's memory of the other person has flashed back.
The housekeeper at home has watched me grow up since I was a child, knows everything about me, and treats me like a family member.
But Dora's focus was on how he addressed the other person, why he called him "Uncle Nan".
"Not bad. With her by my side, everything is fun."
These words came out without thinking, as if it was a matter of course.
While talking, Dora leaned forward slightly and saw Uncle Nan's appearance clearly in the rearview mirror. Like Bei Wanchao, this face was familiar to Dora, but she couldn't tell what was wrong with the other party's actions.
"Miss, you are so old but still can't leave Miss Bei. We are still in high school and you are in the same class. You can still be as good as one person. What will you do when you go to college? You are interested in different majors. Don't cry when the time comes, Miss?"
These words were said in a teasing tone, but Dora found them irritating.
"Then why not just choose the same major? It's not that difficult."
This problem is not a problem at all in Dora's mind. She doesn't care about major or studies. As long as she can be with Bei Wanchao, anything is fine.
When Uncle Nan heard this answer, he sighed with some worry, "Miss, you are still young, and you say such childish things. But it will take a few years for you to go to college. Maybe you will understand by then."
Uncle Nan didn't force it anymore, but just looked at Dora through the rearview mirror with some helplessness and worry.
Before Duola could open her mouth to refute, Bei Wanchao, who was sitting next to her, spoke first, "Dora, don't worry, it's also a good choice to choose a major. We will still have most of our time together, and I will accompany you."
These should have been sweet words of love, but coming out of Bei Wanchao's mouth, they didn't sound as sweet as one might imagine. Even the word "most" made Dora inevitably think of the scene in the gymnasium just now.
[Due to the conversation with Uncle Nan, Dora fell into deep thought, thinking about how she could stay with Bei Wanchao forever.]
【At this time, X gave a very good suggestion...】
There were two more lines of words on the white paper, but Twelve was frightened when seeing them.
The real girlfriend gives advice to lovers and tells them how they can stay with the fake girlfriend forever.
Twelve's brain turned around for several times before he figured out the relationship, and along with this complicated relationship, there was also a ruthless countdown.
In a hurry, some details of the mission so far flashed through Twelve's mind like lightning, and among them, it seemed that something was about to flash out, but Twelve didn't grasp it for a moment.
[X It was only at this moment, after hearing Dora's question, that he suddenly realized that he was the one who had always been with Dora.
No matter what the original purpose was, the final result was that she had become accustomed to focusing on Dora.
The playful confession just now made her suddenly see clearly her own heart and Dora's heart.
So she decided to be honest with Dora and tell her what she really thought.
Tell Dora that actually, Dora has always hoped to have someone by her side. This wish has been fulfilled a long time ago, but she just didn’t realize it.]
Twelve's handwriting was so graceful that it was hard to describe it as flying dragons and phoenixes in the air. The more she wrote, the hotter the pen in her hand became.
Although his palms were so burned that he could no longer feel anything, Twelve felt relieved.
The countdown was over and the punishment prompt did not sound, which meant that this direction was possible. Coupled with the system's additional obstructions, Twelve just hardened his heart and held the pen a little tighter.
Bei Wanchao's assurance did not win a smile from Dora. She didn't know what she was thinking. When she looked out the window, she found that the scene was no longer in the school.
After a moment, she looked away and asked, "What happened to those students surrounding you in the stadium just now?"
The tone of her voice was light, not like a question at all, but more like she was seriously asking Bei Wanchao for an answer.
"Ah?" Bei Wanchao probably didn't expect Dora to suddenly talk about this. He didn't react for a moment. After a while, he realized that the other party was referring to the scene where she interacted with other classmates in the stadium.
"Don't get me wrong, they are just classmates. I know you don't care that much."
This answer was quite interesting, as if it was deliberately adding fuel to the fire, especially with such a face, which made Dora feel instinctively disgusted.
But she could quickly judge what the other person wanted to do from what she said and some of her behaviors.
This vigilance should not belong to me.
No, to be precise, it should belong to my original self, but now it seems to be suppressed by something.
"You know I want to be with you forever?"
Dora said this in a calm tone, which suddenly carried a bit of eerie atmosphere.
She could feel which words came from her instinct, and which words seemed to be a script that had been decided from the beginning, and they came out of her mouth very smoothly without even a stumble.
Bei Wanchao nodded subconsciously, and his expression did not change because of Dora's words.
This kind of gloomy tone would make people feel uncomfortable even if they were in love with each other, but Bei Wanchao acted as if nothing had happened, with a hint of relief between his brows.
Dora's question was meant to test him, but when she saw Bei Wanchao with that familiar face and such an expression, she knew what was going on and stopped talking.
Just when she was about to shout "X", the other party took the lead in holding her hand.
Although she couldn't see the other person's face, the familiar touch in his hand made Dora feel at ease.
"I like you," X did not play by the rules and could not wait to come up with the idea. "No, to be more precise, I like you very much. I like you so much that even though I have discovered that my current identity is problematic and I have not figured out the essence of the matter, my instinct to love you has never been lost."
Looking at Dora, who was so close to him, telling another person that she wanted to be with him forever, even though his expression was a little wrong and Dora might have seen through it, X still felt like he was going crazy with jealousy.
"I don't like hearing you say what you just said to others," X took advantage of the fact that Dora couldn't see him and held her hand tightly. He even stepped forward and hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, and pressed forward. "Even though I know you are testing her, I still feel very unhappy."
The first smile appeared on Dora's face. It was not Dora's smile, but her own real smile.
"How do you know it's not your feelings that are wrong?"
Dora ignored the people around her and the strange expressions on her face when she talked to herself. She did not struggle to break free from X's control over her, but just leaned back leisurely in his arms, joking slowly.
"Well, I feel like my feelings shouldn't be wrong. Even though there is a strong force in my body that wants to tempt you to kill me, I am still slightly sober and can see it. You are the same, otherwise you wouldn't test Bei Wanchao's reaction."
After X broke the shackles in his body and hugged Dora and said some words of confession, he could feel that the power of the shackles seemed to have weakened a lot.
The same thing happened to Dora. After she tested Bei Wanchao's reaction, the uncontrollable force in her body weakened a lot.
"So, the purpose of your existence is to tempt me to attack Bei Wanchao."
Dora began to analyze their situation. "According to the current plot, I should be madly in love with her. If I want to possess her completely, the only way is to destroy her."
"So whose body do you think was found in the dormitory this morning?"
This kind of slow and methodical analysis of a small detail seemed to be something that both of them were very skilled at.
X looked at Dora's face moving up and down as she spoke, and she couldn't help but reach out and touch it. It was indeed very smooth. She rubbed it upwards twice uncontrollably and found that Dora had no intention of interrupting her.
"Well, I have a bold idea. Maybe it should be mine, or it should be the real Beiwan Dynasty's."
X became more and more aggressive and treated Dora as a large figurine. He touched and rubbed her here and there with great interest. His hands were gentle, but the words he said were terrifying.
"Although I don't know why we are here, I believe in my feelings for you. If someone set a trap for us, the best way to turn us against each other or to tease us is to make us forget each other, give us different identities, arrange a new lover for you, and finally let you kill her with your own hands. There are even more vicious things than this..."
X stopped talking suddenly before he could finish his words, and even his hand that was pinching Dora's cheek stopped.
Dora felt that what she said made sense. Those overlooked details were connected little by little, and then something suddenly popped into her mind.
The figure of X, who was originally invisible beside him, has gradually revealed a familiar appearance.
The surrounding environment began to change, and the car interiors and the hustle and bustle of traffic disappeared all at once.
Dora, or to be more precise, Nanhuan, found herself and Beixi standing in Dora's dormitory again.
The faceless corpse on the bed had long disappeared.
Before Nan Huan could turn around, he was embraced by a hot embrace, "I missed you so much."
Familiar tone, familiar embrace, and a familiar face. Nan Huan did not struggle and let the other party hold him, teasing with a bit of amusement, "Weren't we together just now? It's just that I couldn't see you."
"The system is too insidious. If it weren't for your guess, I'm afraid we wouldn't have remembered each other's identities and that we were still on a mission."
Bei Xi was very clear-headed. "Someone should be helping us. According to the plot set by the system, I should have further advised you to kill him instead of confessing to you just now in the car. It seems that the person who is collaborating should be him."
After saying this, Bei Xi suddenly stood up straight, held Nan Huan's shoulders, and turned him towards himself.
"And I think we need to have a good talk about your mental journey in front of a fake face just now."
This solemn tone made the hair on the back of Nan Huan's neck stand up. She quickly raised three fingers and swore, "I clearly felt something was wrong from the beginning. Those words in the car were just to test the other party. There was no emotional experience, really."
Bei Xi narrowed his eyes and observed Nan Huan's expression, as if he wanted to grasp something from the other person's expression and make a big fuss about it.
"Besides, if you have anything to say, let's talk after we get out of this mission. This damn system is to blame. I don't want her to see us here making a fuss because of it."
Nanhuan took advantage of the victory and came up with a reason that Beixi could not refuse.
"Then wait until we get out of here. I'll listen to you carefully. Don't try to hide from you."
Bei Xi naturally had no intention of letting others eavesdrop and laugh at her, but she still gave Nan Huan a reminder.
"It's getting dark outside, so it looks like the day is over. Now we just have to finish writing our diaries, right?"
Nan Huan did not forget the system's prompts and task description.
She deliberately ignored Bei Xi's implicit meaning and turned to look for a diary in the room. After busying herself for a long time, she finally found a blank diary on the table.
As Nan Huan sat at the table ready to start writing, he took another look at the sky outside.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Bei Xi was already very familiar with Nan Huan's various micro-expressions, and she could understand what she was thinking as soon as the other party paused.
"It's stopped raining outside."
Nan Huan was halfway through his words when he turned to look at the green plant on the windowsill whose leaves were half as long as an adult's arm.
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