Chapter 11 Eyes Meet
Mu Jianjian's face was flushed, and her eyes, which curved upwards, were as clear as blue water. She raised her hand and said, "Teacher!"
The foreman pointed with a ruler and said, "Speak."
"Thank you for your criticism and correction, teacher. You are absolutely right. I shouldn't have been so focused on these things in my senior year of high school. Early romantic relationships and crushes are both wrong. My studies should be my priority in my senior year. From today onwards, I will study hard and make progress every day, so as not to let you down!"
After speaking fluently, Mu Jianjian's words were sincere and her attitude genuine. Not only was the class silent, but even the class teacher on the podium was stunned.
Is this the same quiet and reserved Mu Jianjian from before? And speaking out so openly... doesn't she feel ashamed at all?
Seeing that Mu Jianjian's attitude was correct, the class teacher had no intention of continuing and began to teach the text.
In a daze, the bell rang, and the midday sun shone through the window. As the classroom returned to its lively state, a notebook suddenly flew from the back of the classroom and hit Mu Jianjian.
The person sitting in the back noticed the commotion and was just about to sit back and watch the show when Mu Jianjian, as if she had eyes in the back of her head, quickly reached out and grabbed the notebook.
"I am bored."
Mu Jianjian turned her head and glanced at the stiff-faced people. As she finished speaking, she released the notebook, letting it fall to the ground, and then stood up and stepped on the notebook.
Illusion? Inner demons?
This was indeed a dark and desperate moment in her memory, but one cannot stand still.
"Mu Jianjian, you're so mean! Why did you step on someone else's book?" A familiar voice, yet tinged with unfamiliar sarcasm, made Tang Ruan frown. "They just threw it by accident. Why are you so hostile? No wonder nobody likes you."
Mu Jianjian turned her head in a daze and saw Tang Ruan sitting on the desk, swaying her braids, saying, "What are you looking at? You don't think I like you, do you? How could that be? I only play with you because you have good grades and I can copy your homework."
Tang Ruan nimbly jumped off the table and walked up to her. "What's so likable about you?"
What is it about you that makes you likable?
"Ugh..." Mu Jianjian murmured softly, "How disgusting..."
Tang Ruan didn't hear clearly, "What?"
“I said,” Mu Jianjian stared at the woman in front of her with a cold gaze that seemed capable of tearing her to shreds, “the way you talk in her like that is disgusting.”
As the other person retreated, pale-faced, the surrounding scene, along with the smoke, became transparent and dissipated, transforming into a modern, cozy living room. A Bluetooth CD player on the wall played old songs, and the afternoon sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the stunned woman.
This is the apartment she rented after she started working...
Mu Jianjian felt like she had forgotten something. She looked at the date sticker next to the mini Spring Festival couplets on the refrigerator. February, is it almost Chinese New Year...?
"Jianjian, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and put on your shoes to go buy groceries!"
"Buying groceries?" Mu Jianjian turned to Tang Ruan.
"Yeah, are you crazy?" Tang Ruan asked, puzzled. "You said you went to buy groceries so we could have hot pot tonight."
Yes, after receiving her year-end bonus, she wanted to have a big meal, so Tang Ruan said she would come to her house to cook for her personally, and even prepared to cook her best dish, sweet and sour pork ribs.
"Ruan Ruan, I remember you showed me a novel called..." Many things flashed through her mind, but Mu Jianjian couldn't grasp anything. Her mood was complicated and depressed. "I can't remember."
"Oh dear, you must be too tired from work and haven't recovered from the holiday yet," Tang Ruan pinched Mu Jianjian's cheek. "Let's spend the New Year together this year. You won't feel tired if I'm with you."
Mu Jianjian smiled and said, "Okay."
Deep inside the cave, beside a shivering boy, a girl stood calmly, their eyes closed, completely unaware that many palm-sized spiders were crawling up from the cracks in the ground beside them.
【Host! Wake up!】The system shouted in Mu Jianjian's mind, but received no response.
Mu Jianjian, who was eating hotpot, paused. "I think someone called me just now."
The living room was warmly lit, and a popular variety show was playing on the projector in front of me. The bubbling sound of the hot pot was constant, and as the New Year approached, fireworks from the neighborhood twinkled outside the window.
"No, it's just the two of us here," Tang Ruan said, picking up a piece of bean sprouts and putting it into Mu Jianjian's bowl. "Are we going to go hiking or to see the sea after the New Year? Give me a definite answer."
Looking at the bowl, Mu Jianjian subconsciously complained, "I've eaten bean sprouts several times in a row."
She was stunned when she heard that she had eaten it several times in a row.
Novels, takeout, transmigrating into a book... words gradually connect into sentences and images. Mu Jianjian looked down at her clothes. The home clothes she wore a moment ago had become a light-colored ancient outfit, with a delicate bag and a plain jade ring hanging at her waist.
She remembered.
Mu Jianjian looked up and saw Tang Ruan looking surprised. She smiled helplessly and said, "Ruan Ruan, I'm leaving."
"Where are you going? Why are you leaving?" Tang Ruan quickly got up and grabbed her, her face full of confusion. "Didn't we agree to spend the New Year together and then go on a trip?"
"I have something very important to do, I have to go." Mu Jianjian slowly pulled her sleeve away from the other person's hand.
The colors of the surrounding images gradually faded into black and white under the girl's resolute expression. As everything returned to nothingness, she vaguely heard the last sound in her ear.
When will you be back?
It might take a month, a year, or a lifetime.
Mu Jianjian did not back down. In the darkness, she raised her hand, gathered her energy into a sharp blade, and plunged it into her heart.
"Ha—" Mu Jianjian gasped and suddenly opened her eyes. Was she not dead?
Surrounded by the familiar deep cave she had entered before, Mu Jianjian, still feeling lingering fear, touched her heart as she released her divine sense, wondering if she had damaged it in the dream.
She was perfectly intact, without any wet blood or a hole, but... why did her breasts get bigger?
Mu Jianjian had been focused on her spiritual senses, and only then did she notice something strange about her body. The chest she was pressing against... was moving?
She looked down and saw a spider bigger than her palm in her hand. The spider swayed its mouth and fangs, and its body was round. At this moment, its eight legs were crawling on her body and slowly wriggling and struggling.
Their eyes met.
Mu Jianjian remained silent.
Her mind went blank for a moment, and she slowly looked away as if her computer had crashed. Only then did she realize that her legs were completely wrapped in white silk spun by spiders, and that she was surrounded by a dense swarm of spiders.
People with trypophobia exclaimed, "Wow!"
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