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Chapter 310 Extra Story: Schoolgirl Chapter(2/4)

So I accepted the senior's proposal.

But gradually I realized that I was wrong.

When I got on the Ferris wheel, I reached the top. My senior casually asked me if I wanted to jump off.

He also said that if you go down from such a height, you won't have time to feel the pain, and your head will burst like a watermelon, with your brains spilling all over the floor.

I looked at the tiny ground and my face turned pale.

But the senior seemed unaware and continued to say that the most terrifying thing was to jump off the cable car while it was running, spin up at the top, and then fall down after being unable to hold on.

I couldn't help imagining that scene, and my legs started to tremble. But I tried my best not to let the seniors notice.

Now that I think about it, my senior has been setting me up since then.

He must have discovered it long ago.

——

Arriving at the final chosen place to die.

As he expected, I flinched and burst into tears.

I like the senior, not because he came back to me at that time. In fact, that was also what I expected.

I cried, not only because I was really scared, but also because I realized that someone very worthy of my dependence had appeared.

The fear and anxiety in my heart, and the feeling that there are many things I can't say, and I can find someone I rely on to talk to, make me cry.

and.

Something unexpected happened to me as a senior.

The senior's documents have historical records.

Because I backed it up while he wasn't paying attention.

What I saw after I went back was my death plan.

It's also an old-fashioned name.

But very real.

Because from the very beginning, I thought how could people do this to someone else’s death? Is there any special reason?

When I saw the word ‘I’, all my doubts were explained.

My senior also went through all the foreplay with me.

I chose the park, where will the seniors choose?

I didn't dare to rely 100% on my own guesses, so I tried to manipulate the senior's phone to ensure that I would know the senior's location.

After the senior asked me to go back, I kept hovering near the senior.

Of course, I didn’t have much confidence in my tracking ability, so I just looked at the GPS positioning from a long distance. I found that the senior was going to the location I predicted, and I immediately knew where it was.

Because my senior asked me to inspect all the places before. I have been to them all.

——

This is a two-way redemption.

There is nothing more romantic than this in my mind.

Taking this as an opportunity, I couldn't help but start to fall in love with Shang. Of course, I didn't know that I had fallen in love with Shang at first.

I just like to stay by his side, whether it's chatting casually, playing games together, or even sleeping on the senior's bed. Seeing him embarrassed, I would laugh at him.

But not long after, an accident happened.

It's just a coincidence, right?

I found that photo.

The senior took it out when he was talking about his past. I knew very well that the person on it was me.

It's just that at that time, I didn't dress up at all, I was rustic, and my expression and smile were weird. It was a completely ugly photo.

But the senior said that he missed an opportunity. If he had asked for his contact information at that time, he might not have been reduced to hanging out with a weirdo like me.

For the first time, I panicked and my face felt extremely hot.

What's going on?

"Err?!"

"Huh? Sorry, did I bump into you just now?"

"No, it's okay——"

In fact, when the senior was sitting next to me, he reached for a cup and accidentally touched my baby canteen. But I was wearing a down jacket when I came here, and the senior's weird pajamas were as thick as a military coat, so I probably didn't notice the touch at all.

Where have you been?

But I was extremely ashamed.

When I came to my senior's house before, I would naturally take off my shoes and change into shoes. Sometimes I would even go to curl up on the sofa with my socks on. When my senior came over and put me down by my feet in disgust, I would just reply and ask him to be gentler to girls.

Otherwise, you won't be able to find a girlfriend or something.

But now when my feet are touched, I can feel my heart beating violently.

"Why are you so honest all of a sudden?"

The senior may also realize that something is wrong.

"I, I've always been so honest!"

"Recently, you have changed your career and want to be a well-behaved beautiful girl?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

"Yeah, that's right. This is you. It tastes right."

"ah?"

"I said this is how I get used to it."

"Senior, do you have a habit of being scolded?"

"Yes, yes, scold me more. The more you scold me, the more excited I will be."

"abnormal!"

"I'm already excited, haha."

“···”

I know the senior is joking.

But I started to feel shy. It looked like flirting no matter how I looked at it.

I started to have insomnia.

I don't know what I'm doing, and I don't seem to be interested in anything.

"Senior...tweeted."

When I came back to my senses and found myself kissing the pillow, I was suddenly stunned.

What am I doing?

Almost going crazy.

Then calm down and understand.

I like my senior, and I want my senior to treat me as a woman, not as a good friend.

After I understood this idea, I was a little afraid to see my senior.

But I can't suddenly stop going. Wouldn't it be easier to be suspected if I hide away? In fact, I also hope to be exposed.

At that time, just reply, 'I just like it, can't I?'

Then will the senior say, "I like you too."

We are together like this. Will things go so smoothly?

Won't.

The senior is a fool, a straight guy, a good-for-nothing who can never find a girlfriend!

The day before I went to see him, I went to a beauty shop to get my nails done and my hair styled.

I searched many kinds of perfumes online, and shamelessly asked about perfumes and shampoos that girls my age would use.

I considered dyeing my hair, but thought it would be too sudden, so I decided against it.

I went to the store again and bought a skirt that I would never wear before. Before, I always wore neutral clothes...

Looking in the mirror, even I couldn't help but feel proud.

I feel like I’ve gone too far. I won’t suddenly be hugged and say I like it, right?
To be continued...
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