Fantasy: I Mistaken The Protagonist And Villain At The Beginning

Chapter 176 This Su Zhaoxue is really troublesome (please subscribe)

Not knowing what to say, Song Hongli could only keep silent. Seeing that he didn't say a word, Chen Haoyun smiled indifferently and continued to speak.

"Okay, I didn't care about those things in the past. Actually, I wanted to say that you and my classmates were quite familiar with you in high school, but I guess you and Zhaoxue were not that familiar with each other. Zhaoxue, Su Zhaoxue, was at that time. That's what the class calls him."9

"I really have no impression of her..."

Song Hongli tried desperately to recall his past with Su Zhaoxue in high school, but he couldn't remember the image of that person at all.

Including the appearance is vague.

"It's normal that you don't remember, because most people in the class didn't pay much attention to her. At that time, she was already very tall, and because of her poor grades, she didn't like to talk, so she was always placed in the last row by the head teacher.

"At that time, she had her eyes covered, her hair almost covered her face, and she kept her head down when she spoke to anyone. Basically, it was difficult for her to speak a word to the class for a week."

"25 She actually..." Hearing Chen Haoyun's description, Song Hongli frowned. He didn't expect Su Zhaoxue to be like that before, she was completely different from the beautiful and flamboyant woman he had just seen.

"So, it's not surprising that you don't pay attention to him, but she likes you very much, um, or it's not right to like it, it should be said to be infatuation."

"I didn't know it before, when I was in college, I accidentally saw her bag once, and it was full of photos of you, not only from high school, but also from your university, and I don't know where she took it. .Taste

"Then she asked me for your contact information, and after I gave it, I thought she had contacted you, but who knew that she never contacted you at all.

"Anyway, when he was in college, he asked me about you every day. He had your photos hidden in his mobile phone, in his notebook, and in his bag. 99

"Forehead..."

Chen Haoyun's words are fine, but Song Hongli is cold from head to toe.

He didn't expect that Su Zhaoxue would pay such attention to himself. It seems that with these things, everything can be explained.

That phone call, maybe she made it, just to get herself to the cemetery, and then entangle herself and go home with him?

Thinking of what happened to me in the bathroom, and the ring that was thrown and returned.

After listening to Chen Haoyun's words, Song Hongli didn't plan to go back to the box. He smiled and said goodbye, and drove the car back to his house with a solemn expression.

This day's events made him extremely tired, and he just wanted to take a good rest and sleep again.

However, just as he sat on the sofa, he saw that there was something on the table in front of the sofa.

He knew that thing all too well, a small combination lock box, and this box, wasn't this the one he used to put the ring in the other day and then threw it away?

It will appear here, Song Hongli is no longer curious, but has a feeling of helplessness to laugh.

"That's enough, what do you want, Su Zhaoxue."

The air became quiet and mysterious for a while, and Song Hongli's face was extremely ugly.

By now, he has almost figured out the ins and outs of the whole thing. The ghost who has been haunting her turns out to be a female ghost, and she is also his high school classmate.

No wonder he has been haunted by ghosts since he received the call that day, so if you call own, it must be some non-human being?

Seeing that the box I threw away reappeared, I wondered who made it.

Song Hongli had a cold face. He really wanted to talk to Su Zhaoxue, but he didn't know if the other party was also in this room at the moment.

Thinking of everything Su Zhaoxue has done, Song Hongli is not unmoved, but... moving is moving, no one likes their own life being messed up by ghosts, and neither does he.

"Su Zhaoxue, you can appear, I want to talk to you. I know you may have some obsessions with me, but you should be clear, you are already dead, you should not continue to stay in this world and treat me Do something that bothers me.

Song Hongli hesitated when he said the last sentence, but finally spoke up.

He could feel that the coolness around his body increased sharply when his voice landed.

In front of him, there were waves of gloomy and cold breaths approaching, and he could feel that the non-human being that he could not see was right in front of him, staring at him stubbornly.

This tension and oppression made Song Hongli a little scared, after all, ghosts are creatures that cannot be judged by common sense.

Although he felt that Su Zhaoxue would not hurt him, he was not stupid enough to really provoke this ghost.

"Well, it seems that today is not suitable for us to talk. I'm going to take a bath and rest. I'm very tired. I hope you don't disturb me."5

Song Hongli stopped talking to the ghost, and he walked back to the room, taking off his clothes as usual and getting ready to take a shower.

But thinking of a non-human existence at home, she can see herself, but she can't see her.

If he swaggered out again, he would definitely be seen by the ghost who had plans for him.

Thinking of this, Song Hongli felt that he was being watched all the time, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

He went to the bathroom with his clothes on, but this time he locked the door, who never locks the door.

He didn't know if this had any effect, but at least it was a self-comfort.

277 Standing under the shower, Song Hongli tried his best to ignore the movement outside and cleaned his body by himself.

However, the sound of the door being pulled was so obvious that he couldn't help but look sideways.

Seeing that the door was pulled several times and then there was no sound, Song Hongli felt a little proud.

Unexpectedly, just as he was relieved, there was an inexplicable coolness behind him.

The coolness was inexplicable. He clearly used hot water, but he felt that his whole body was too cold.

If he had encountered such a situation before, he would have been frightened, but now that he knew who was doing the trick, he was not so afraid.

"I'm taking a shower, can't you give me some privacy?"

Song Hongli whispered, but a certain ghost obviously didn't want to pay attention to him.

I felt a cold touch on my shoulders, and even touched it back and forth.

It was the touch of a pair of hands, although he couldn't see it, he could feel it.

Those cold hands groped around him, as if the air had condensed together, and gently touched the skin on his body.

Wherever it is, there are layers of fine knots rising up.

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