Someone was on the roof of the car.
From the faint vibration of the car, an abnormal echo could be felt on the roof. It was a faint vibration caused by tiptoeing. The technique was indeed flawless and admirable. It was even as light as a falling leaf.
But this was where the biggest failure came from.
How could a falling leaf crawl like a person? Moreover, it was on the roof of the accelerating Shinkansen. It was probably a train rider.
This level of skill was probably not even at the level of the orchard gym experience class.
After Huai Shi glanced at it, he looked away with disinterest.
Then, he felt the girl's body tense up. Intentionally or unintentionally, she looked over. She looked at Huai Shi, thinking that she would not attract attention.
Lousy snooping.
Difficult to understand.
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But all this didn't seem to be the case to the girl opposite him.
When Huai Shi raised her head to look up and then looked away, her heart skipped a beat and she froze on the spot.
Ah, it seems like a strange big sister rolled her eyes …
What's going on?
Was he being rude? What did I do wrong?
She sat in her seat, her heart in a mess. She felt an inexplicable panic. Was it because she didn't take a shower?
No, I just took a shower before I went out!
Thinking of this, she quickly pulled up her collar and sniffed twice. She took a deep breath. There was only the smell of laundry detergent. It was the same on her hair, hands, and body. There were no strange stains or smells.
Was it because the phone call disturbed her?
That couldn't be right. She just sat down and hung up the phone. She even apologized. No one should care about such a small matter … right?
Could it be —
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed across her mind. Was it because her clothes were too old-fashioned?
Was this the legendary regional discrimination?
Subconsciously, Makoto lowered her head and looked at her clothes.
She bought a checkered coat online, gloves that she had worn for a long time, a long dress that she had casually bought from the shopping street in her hometown, thick stockings bought from a convenience store, and tasteless sneakers … as well as her rustic long hair that had no sense of design and was just casually combed twice.
Looking at the opposite side — —
Her navy blue down jacket perfectly accentuated her slender waist, and her jeans perfectly wrapped around her slender legs without any embellishments. She had the perfect figure of a model, a slender neck, and a pair of plain white canvas shoes that surpassed all the ugly ducklings.
A pair of huge sunglasses covered half of her beautiful face, and under the knitted hat, her enviable long hair flowed down like a black stream.
She intentionally dressed in a gender-neutral manner, which didn't reveal many of her female characteristics. Instead, she gave off a seductive vibe unique to tomboys, which gave off a fatal allure.
This was already a terrifying level that could kill both men and women!
Moreover, they were all brands that Zhen Xi couldn't recognize. They must be very expensive …
For the first time in her life, Zhen Xi, who had grown up in the countryside, was now a seventeen-year-old female high school student, and was now in the prime of her life, felt the superiority and disdain of the people of Kyoto!
The people of the capital were too scary.
She curled up in the chair, shivering.
Inconceivably, she didn't feel angry at all when a strange woman rolled her eyes at her.
She felt just like a swan proudly swam past an ugly duckling. She didn't feel angry or resentful at all. Instead, she was attracted by Zhen Xi's unusual beauty.
She wanted to get closer.
She wanted to observe her closely and get closer to her big sister …
Just the thought of such a beautiful woman sitting across from her made Zhen Xi's face redden. She mustered her courage and looked up from her cell phone screen again.
Then, she saw her raise her hand and take off the sunglasses on her face. A pair of black eyes looked over and met Makoto's gaze.
She seemed to be asking, 'Why are you looking at me?'
"S-sorry."
Zhen Xi stiffened for a moment and shrunk her neck, not daring to look again.
But she couldn't help but regret. 'I shouldn't have talked to her just now … Even if it was just a self-introduction, would she have told me her name?'
She could feel her heart beating madly in her chest.
Dokidoki。
She was beginning to panic.
Unbelievable.
Her fingers trembled as she opened up a web page and began searching to verify her suspicions.
Soon, she was astonished to discover something.
For the first time in her seventeen years of life, the person she was attracted to … was actually a woman?
Was there something wrong with her mind? Normally speaking, shouldn't girls like boys? Or was it that she had abnormal cells that she hadn't even noticed before?
'Mommy, save me …'
In her panic, she suddenly got up and stood at attention. She wanted to go to the bathroom to escape from reality.
But her tense body still hadn't gotten used to the train's acceleration, so she staggered and fell forward.
She didn't have time to scream.
She immediately fell into a stranger's arms and felt the softness of a down feather.
She was supported.
When she finally lifted her head, she saw a face right in front of her. Her eyes, and a faint fragrance … Her mind was completely blank.
She actually felt pain and regret in her heart as her heart beat madly.
'Ah, she's such a perfect beauty, but her body is so pitiful …'
"S-sorry."
She hurriedly got up and felt her nose heat up. She hurriedly covered her face, only to discover that her nose was bleeding. "I-I'm going to the bathroom."
It was as if she was running away.
She rushed towards the end of the corridor without even looking back.
Huai Shi was left in a daze. He didn't know what was going on.
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Her heart was beating madly.
Zhen Xi breathed heavily. She raised her hand and splashed the cold water on her face, hoping that she could calm down a little.
But every time she closed her eyes, that flawless face appeared in front of her. It was so cold, but it made her heart beat uncontrollably.
'Calm down, calm down, Zhen Xi. You're the daughter of the Wu family. You can't be like a love-struck fool …'
But even so, how could she calm down!
She closed her eyes in despair.
After staying in the bathroom for half an hour, she finally calmed down a little. Or rather, she finally had the courage to go back.
She braced herself and pushed the door open.
She was stunned.
She didn't know when it started, but the world became silent. Even the distant sound of the train tracks had disappeared.
The sound of the air conditioner operating, the broadcast system, and even the voices outside.
Everything had disappeared.
She felt a little cold.
She exhaled a white breath and her fingers were cold.
'Is the air conditioner broken?'
When she walked in the aisle, she realized that the passengers around her had disappeared without a trace. She was nowhere to be seen.
"Um … is anyone here?" She raised her voice and asked timidly.
No one responded.
There was only a cold and dead silence.
When she finally returned to her seat, she found that she was still in the same place.
That's right, she was still sitting on the chair. The other her … was there, never leaving.
But her appearance had changed beyond recognition.
It was as if thousands of years had passed in an instant. The clothes that had weathered the vicissitudes of life had long since turned yellow and tattered. All that remained was a pale and broken skeleton.
Now, in her line of sight, she saw the dead Truth propping up her skull. Rotten black blood flowed out silently from her empty eye sockets.
Like tears.
She was rooted to the ground, unable to move.
She wanted to scream subconsciously, but she couldn't make a sound. She almost suffocated in the cold, and collapsed to the ground.
She used all her strength to move her body backward. She wanted to run and escape. She ran faster and faster. She had never run like this in the track and field club.
However, the chill was still chasing after him like maggots in his bones.
It even appeared in front of her.
When she pushed open the door of the isolation compartment, she saw the skeleton standing in front of her. With black tears, the skeleton stepped forward and looked down at her.
With her voice, she asked hoarsely.
"You … where are you going?"
Zhen Xi couldn't speak, couldn't move.
In the eternal silence, there was a frightened whimper.
Just outside the window, the world had changed. On the barren land, not even a blade of grass grew. In the sky, the blood moon hung high, illuminating the ferocious outline.
It was a huge shadow that covered the sky and the earth.
The ferocious spider danced in its web, looking down coldly and ferociously. It tightened the rope inch by inch, destroying the soul in the web.
It was at that moment that Huai Shi sighed and looked up.
Sure enough, he couldn't ignore it.
He stood up abruptly, took off the sunglasses on his face, and walked straight to the bathroom.
At the door of the bathroom, he saw a burly man walking towards him. It was a tall and sturdy man covered in tattoos, who was as strong as a giant bear.
Hell's Chef Demon.
"Oh? It seems that you're going to do it? "
He didn't care about the smoke lamp that kept ringing above his head. He smoked a thick cigar and looked at Huai Shi with a faint smile. Next to him, the conductor was trying to persuade him to put out the cigarette in a panic.
He carelessly pushed her to the side.
Suddenly, he took a step back to show his courtesy.
"Then, I don't need to get involved …" the man said, "Please, sir, let me see the ability of the Cooking Demon of Yingzhou."
He was far more sensitive than others. No, it should be said that as a Cooking Demon, he had a perception that was thousands of times sharper than ordinary people.
Especially for the aura of his own kind.
The moment he met Huai Shi, he instinctively knew each other's identity.
Huai Shi didn't bother to correct the mistake in his words. He raised his hand and pressed on the door of the bathroom.
There was a soft creak.
The door opened.
The force of the drummer's hand was activated in an instant, and the internal structure of the door lock was crushed into dust. The conductor, who had just got up, was stunned. "Wait, what are you doing …"
"Hey, don't get in the way."
The burly tattooed Cooking Demon pressed one hand on his shoulder and held him down, not allowing him to interfere.
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