075 Adaptation Week (Red)
Takasugihara frowned and looked at Miku Nakano in confusion.
Didn’t he tell the five people not to follow him? Why did she even follow him?
Miku Nakano stopped obediently five or six meters away from Takasugihara.
The two little hands placed on the corner of the wool shirt grabbed the commuter bag nervously, and the two deep blue eyes turned around in the big eye sockets.
With her eyes shifted aside, she opened her mouth slightly.
"I don't know either……"
Takasugihara didn't expect this answer, so she couldn't help but stand still.
He had a trace of troublesome resentment in his eyes, but the dazed girl in front of him directly poured a bucket of ice water on his anger.
"Are you a fool? Don't you know you're still following me?"
Takasugihara looked at her speechlessly and waved her hand: "Go back quickly."
After talking, Takasugihara turned around and walked towards his destination.
Looking at Takasugihara's back, Miku Nakano was silent for a moment, his pounding heart silently cheered himself up, and took a step forward in the fallen leaves on the road, making any noise.
"I have important things to talk to Shinhara classmate!"
Takasugihara stopped, turned around, and looked at her from bottom to top.
"explain."
A simple one-word response.
"That's..."
Courage is a moment. When the courage fades away, Miku Nakano becomes hesitant.
"The story of the general at noon has not been finished..."
"This kind of thing can be said on WeChat."
"But Shinhara's classmate didn't take the initiative to look for me on WeChat."
"...No. You tell a story, shouldn't you come to me?"
"But, it was Shinhara that I wanted to hear the story, so it was Shinhara that I should have come to see me on my own initiative..."
The conversation fell into a strange dead cycle.
Takasugihara quickly called to stop the conversation, "Silence a little, and make a quick look..."
In Miku Nakano's eyes, his expression seemed to show a hint of boredom because of the conversation just now.
Her voice slowly lowered.
"Also, Shinhara classmate sent me home once, and I also want to send Shinhara classmate home once."
Takasugihara stood there in a daze, holding the backpack strap's hand slowly lowered, and his eyes slowly grew larger when he looked at Miku Nakano's eyes.
In Miku Nakano's eyes, this was the look of trying to drive people away. She quickly stood up straight and opened her mouth and quickly added.
"That's because I don't want to owe Shinhara's favor!"
The sound is a little loud, a little quick, and a little hot.
The strange language attracted a passing child to watch, and Miku Nakano's face turned red.
Have you been overstated...
Takasugihara was silent in place, silent.
"Sister Shinhara, can you say something?"
Miku Nakano couldn't help but feel so quiet that he bit his lower lip embarrassedly.
A surprise flashed across Takasugihara's face.
The first time a girl asked to send him home.
If he refuses, with the girl's personality, he will be sad for a long time, Takasugihara guessed.
Takasugihara's expression slowly changed back to normal facial paralysis.
"Let's go, follow me, I have to do something else before I go home."
Takasugihara waved and signaled Miku Nakano to follow.
If you refuse, you can't say it in your throat.
Maybe I still have the temperament I had during my lifetime.
Miku Nakano felt like a magpies were flying around in his heart, and he hurried to Takasugihara.
The hair on her forehead fell down the delicate nose bridge, slightly covering her eyes. She reached out and pushed away her long hair, and her little face, which usually had no expression, also had a faint smile.
"Where is Shinhara going now?" she asked happily.
"Well, go and learn something, right ahead."
Takasugihara nodded and walked to the corner.
He looked very cautious, leaned his back against the side of the wall, and slowly looked out.
Although Miku Nakano didn't understand the meaning of his doing so, he tightened his legs and hid behind him.
Classmate Shinhara, is he an agent or something outside the school?
She looked at him with a little more mysterious color.
Girl's Strange Fantasy 1
Takasugihara's eyes looked around three or four times in front, stood up straight and walked out slowly.
In front of me is where the red female corpse appeared last night.
On the empty open space, there are lush and deep green trees on one side and dilapidated residential buildings on the other side.
The sunset at dusk shines on the gray-white tiled floor, and the fallen leaves piled on the edge of vegetation are golden in color.
There was nothing unusual around.
The two walked slowly to the center of the open space.
Takasugihara walked slowly and slowly. Slowly, the two of them came directly below the red female corpse floating last night. He looked up at the sky and looked into the residential building.
"Sister Shinhara, are you looking for something?"
Miku Nakano asked when he found that the boy around him looked a little serious.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the faces of the two of them, and a trace of dazedness flashed across her eyes, feeling that his existence was a bit unrealistic.
Takasugihara shook his head and did not answer Miku Nakano's question directly.
His purpose here this time was to find out the reason why the red female corpse appeared.
Last night, he found out that the night in this city was not a paradise for his spiritual bodies.
His daily living area is like a circle with vision, and outside this circle is a dark fog.
For the first time he stepped into the fog, he saw the corpse of a woman in red, just like the Indians suddenly discovered the steam civilization outside the forest.
Fear and helplessness permeate the whole heart.
Now, this feeling is much less. When he recalls the scene at that time, he feels more and more that this red female corpse cannot exist like him.
I am a special group that drives my body to live, and the appearance of the soul is consistent with the appearance of the body.
Even if the appearance can be slightly changed through soul energy, the change will not be much.
But the female corpse in red last night looked quite abnormal and incredible.
If she exists the same as him, then the body of this red-haired female corpse spirit is also a corpse.
From this perspective, a terrifying idea was slowly born from Takasugihara's heart—
In this residential building, there is a female corpse hanging in chains.
"Shimahara classmate?"
Miku Nakano's small voice came, pulling Takashihara out of her contemplation. Takasugihara took a deep breath of air conditioning to calm down the fluctuations in her heart.
Perhaps it was the psychological effect of the heart. When Takasugihara looked at the residential building again, he found that the dilapidated residential building emitted a kind of yin energy that was difficult to dissipate.
Takasugihara lowered her head slightly and looked at the girl beside her, "What's wrong?"
"I should ask you this sentence, what's wrong with Shinhara's classmate? Why is his face so pale?"
Miku Nakano cares for her worriedly.
Takasugihara shook her head, "Nothing..."
Now he is a little overwhelmed.
Call the police?
But what I thought just now was just his guess, I don’t know whether it is true or not.
If the subsequent proof of this is false, it will cause trouble to the community and yourself, and maybe it will also involve yourself.
If he doesn't call the police, what can he do?
He is the only one who knows that there is a corpse of a woman in red living here.
His expression became frustrated, and this feeling of depression once again pressed his heart like a mountain.
Just like the wall-facing person written by Liu, he cannot tell anyone what he says in his heart, and no one will believe it even if he says it.
"Shiranao classmate!"
Suddenly, Miku Nakano stood in front of him, blocking his gaze from looking at the residential building, putting his little hand in front of his chest, and she stared firmly at Takasugihara.
"Can Shinhara classmate tell me the confusion?"
Miku Nakano nodded and said seriously, under the afterglow, a trace of orange-yellow dizziness was applied to her cheeks.
Chapter completed!