Live At The Murder Scene - Chapter 17
Translated by Nyx
The livestream’s bullet screen had long been covered by a row of bright red revolutionary slogans, followed by all sorts of people screaming in the comments.
“Who was talking about supernatural movies and going into science before?
【🔨】Come out! I know that you are planning something.”
“Damn! I almost peed on my pants! Fortunately, it’s daytime and I am still in the dorm.”
“A bigshot will always be a bigshot. Even if she is terrified like a dog inside, she must pretend to appear as strong-minded as a bull.”
“Totally. For a moment I really believed this bigshot. If it weren’t for Sanyao’s mood swing warning, I would have been deceived. I can’t believe she’s that scared.”
“There are too many key factors, I… I will call first!”
“What’s the matter with this dormitory? Do they hate Wang Dongyan so much? So much as to do this kind of thing.”
“Even though there were so many twists and turns, if we leave aside superstitious beliefs, it was just schoolyard bullying after all?”
“Zhou Nansong wasn’t scared to death, right? [🤔]”
“It’s also possible that they are avenging Zhou Nansong? Once you start to study the first few words they said, I think it’s actually pretty interesting. Also, who turned on the lights outside?”
“Is the life of senior high school students so enriching? Mine is too ordinary.”
Fang Qi was a little surprised. With Qiong Cang’s intense physiological reaction, she was clearly in a state of stress, and an abnormal amount of stress at that. Yet, there was no record of this in his data.
What did cause Qiong Cang’s stress to trigger? Was she afraid of ghosts or the dark? It might also be a random element that suddenly appeared at the scene at the time—the gnashing of teeth or the lighting.
The night in the game passed quickly and sunlight shone from the horizon. Everyone walked out of the dormitory, feeling the cool morning breeze, the air was full of fresh and slightly sweet smell. The crowd flocked from the dormitory to the cafeteria, and from the cafeteria to the classroom block.
Qiong Cang held up her skirt, crouched on top of a rock in an unlady-like posture and described to He Jueyun, who came to meet her, about what happened last night.
He Jueyun rubbed his chin: “You were saying, your roommates, together with other students are pretending to scare you… Wang Dongyan. Then your suicide bar has increased significantly?”
Qiong Cang nodded.
He Jueyun tried to accept and digest this information then asked, “Apart from your roommates, who else is there?”
Qiong Cang shook her head.
He Jueyun asked in surprise: “You didn’t go over to take a look?”
Qion Cang replied calmly: “I was scared.”
The demeanor in which she said this was almost exactly the same as when someone casually says “today’s food is too salty”. It was completely unconvincing.
He Jueyun glanced at her seriously, unable to imagine that this face would express any emotions about fear. In other words, what made her fearful was a world-class mystery.
He hesitated for a while, and still said, “…You are too cold when you are joking. It’s not funny.”
“Oh, is it?” Qiong Cang raised her head and said dryly, “I’m so disappointed.”
He Jueyun cast his eyes down and looked at her, Qiong Cang showed a pair of innocent eyes.
After a long while, He Jueyun asked in shock: “Are you serious?”
“Yes.” Qiong Cang said, “I’m afraid of the dark.”
He Jueyun: “…”
Qiu Cang added: “Especially terrified.”
He Jueyun could only rack his brains to comfort her: “It’s… It’s pretty normal. Don’t be afraid.”
Qiong Cand said: “Yes.”
There was dead silence.
Qiong Cang couldn’t help saying: “Don’t think about it, your thoughts are so loud. It’ll only shout endlessly ‘fuck, fuck’ and ‘what should I do’.”
He Jueyun panicked: “Don’t frame me!”
Qiong Cang: “It’s written all over your face. I’m very annoyed to see it.”
He Jueyun thought, why was this woman so hard to handle? Since he was born, it was the first time someone said he was annoying and it was when he didn’t even say a word.
“Is it the comfort of a straight man…” Qiong Cang couldn’t stop voicing out, “Probably,’What’s so scary about dark’,’There are no ghosts in this world’,’Ghosts are more likely to be afraid of you’,’It’s okay, it’s only psychological’, and so on.”
That is no longer an ordinary straight man. He Jueyun took a deep breath, “I apply to have different grades for straight men. You are sullying my name.”
Qiong Cang rolled her eyes and glanced at him obliquely.
She thought this person might… have something wrong with his brain.
He Jueyun himself felt quite stupid and beckoned with his fingers: “Can you come down and talk first?”
Qiong Cang jumped off the stone and stood opposite him.
The two of them were speechless.
He Jueyun raised his hand and scratched his hair.
To be honest, he has seen many strange-tempered geniuses, and he had many under his hands. But none of them moved his heart like Qiong Cang did.
But where other people’s hearts would merely be touched, his entire heart was shaken to the core. The heart bore pain it shouldn’t have.
Qiong Cang had already left first.
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