I was imprisoned by witches

Chapter 37 Elena and No. 157

There is no clock in the dormitory, so we can only guess the time by the angle of the moon.At this moment, it was almost 10 o'clock in the evening, but the maids' assembly bell did not ring.

He waited patiently, getting up from time to time to wash his face with cold water to keep himself refreshed.

Lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling with eyes open.

Above that was the fifth floor, separated from him only by a thick floor.

What would the fifth floor look like? Lynn had a lot of messy thoughts, and one of them was an interesting but unbelievable idea: maybe the bedroom in No. 157 was right above her head.

In the infinitely quiet night, Linn rested his head on his hands, and his thoughts flew as if they had wings.

He looked at the ceiling above his head, imagining that there was a child there. The two didn't know each other's existence, but unconsciously looked at each other's position. It was like leaning against the wall in a rental house and entering the sage's time, but not knowing where the other side of the wall was. There was also a girl, leaning there and doing the same thing.Because there is a wall between them, both parties will never know about these coincidences.

I don't know if his imagination was too real, but a feeling of staring at each other that made people tighten their eyebrows gradually grew from the bottom of their hearts.

Lin En came back to her senses, stood up from the bed suddenly, and thought incredulously: Could there really be someone up there?
"Ha ha ha ha."

"Hee hee hee."

In the playground-like facilities, boys and girls wearing clean clothes are chasing each other, riding wheeled wooden horses or puppies, waving toy swords, and playing a game about protecting the kingdom.

Most of the winners in this game were boys. They laughed wantonly and groped the girls with their hands. Even though the oldest child here was only ten years old, primitive instincts would always burst out when they were together for a long time.

The girl who lost the game complained that the game was unfair, but quickly got into a group of fun with the boys.

Among them, there is a beautiful girl in a short white skirt, knee-high lace stockings, and shiny round-toed leather shoes, which is particularly eye-catching.

She has long golden hair that is as dazzling as the sun, and her slightly swollen chest is like a beautiful peacock that has opened its tail among girls who have not yet begun to develop. She is a mature woman in the eyes of boys. All the others are immature children.

Around her, there were seven or eight boys gathered together. These boys were her "war horses" and "knights", responsible for resisting another group of boys who were attacking in large numbers and preparing to snatch the princess.

"Elena, I, the white bear, will definitely protect you!"

A tall boy said swearingly.

This boy is called Bai Xiong. He is 1.7 meters tall, has muscles in his arms, and has blond hair.Bai Xiong is the oldest child on the fifth floor, 13 years old. Before there was magic enlightenment, the age of children often directly determined their combat effectiveness.

Just like this white bear, with a height of 1.7 meters, he can overlook everyone here.

Elena was riding on White Bear's neck, patted his head proudly, and said: "I don't want to sleep with someone like you! White Bear, if you are looking for it, you might as well go find the little prisoner of war we are looking for. Anyway, As long as you don't go too far, Maid Shirai will treat it as invisible."

The two children, a boy and a girl, have numbers written in magic paint on the backs of their hands, among which White Bear is 17 and Elena is 39.

If you look around, all the children have similar numbers on the backs of their hands.

When Ice Bear and Elena called each other's names, a faint desire appeared in everyone's eyes.

On the fifth floor, they can enjoy the best treatment in the orphanage, but they cannot have their own names.But there is one exception.As children's self-awareness grows, they increasingly want to be a 'special' person. Having a unique name among a group of numbers is undoubtedly a symbol of status. This is a kind of unique environment on the fifth floor. culture.

Elena and Ice Bear both received their names with the unanimous vote of the children!

Returning to the game of 'Kingdom Defense', Elena pointed at a bunch of children in the corner jokingly: "White Bear, you can choose the failed prisoners of war at will, but don't take my pick, there will be one who will engage in the leather business tomorrow. My businessman uncle came to see me, and I want to receive him in the best possible way."

Bai Xiong was a little disappointed and looked in the direction Elena pointed:
Over there in the corner is the place where prisoners of war are thrown. There are seven people there, most of them are the excluded children on the fifth floor. When the game is over, the winner will punish the prisoners of war. Generally, as long as hands and feet are broken and people are killed, the Hilai maid will not. Intervene.

And tonight, Elena learned the news through secret channels. The maids went to attend a group meeting. Tonight was a carnival for children.

"Those are all stone-like, hard-bodied children. I'm not interested." Bai Xiong curled his lips, feeling the softness of Elena's smooth long legs, and his heart seemed to be on fire.

Elena said: "I think No. 157 is pretty good."

She hugged the white bear's head, bent down and said in a very soft voice: "If you make No. 157 disappear, I will help you tonight and make you a real man."

Upon hearing this, Ice Bear's head buzzed as if a boiler was boiling.

Ever since Elena grew a bear, his competitors have increased a lot, and he and Elena are still holding hands.

But not long ago, he learned about a more exciting method, which belonged to a forbidden devil's door. Now Elena told him that she could lead him into that devil's door.
Polar Bear was moved.

"No. 157." Bai Xiong muttered the number silently.

To be honest, he didn't understand why the most beautiful Elena would miss the ugly duckling in No. 157, a girl that any boy would not be able to eat.

But since Elena said so, Bai Xiong decided to take this matter to heart.

He looked towards the prisoner of war area, where No. 157 was.

The so-called prisoner of war area is just an area drawn with chalk in the corner. In the deepest corner of the wall, there is a little girl with long purple hair. That is No. 157.

Her clothes were dirty, her brown linen skirt had turned almost black, and her hair was clumps from being washed for a long time.In fact, she hadn't bathed in half a year, and the body odor in summer was enough to make any boy who approached her shy away.

Even the unpopular children in the prisoner of war area are divided into different levels. Some are isolated, and some have no dignity and become a joke. No. 157, who is hiding in the corner, is the kind that everyone can look at with contempt.

There were many freckles near her nose. On the first day she arrived on the fifth floor, she was considered to be a child born of the devil. Every time her mother became unclean, she would leave a freckle on her face. Elena once He pushed her to the ground and asked the boys to count them one by one, loudly saying that the mother of No. 157 was Bichi who had been impure 378 times.

That incident caused a great psychological shadow to No. 157, who became more introverted and always stayed alone in the corner. Other children also did not dare to contact No. 157 because they were afraid of Elena's followers.

No. 157 curled up like a little hedgehog, burying his head in his knees, but secretly opened his eyes, looking through the gap at Elena who was being held in the hall by the stars.

Many boys gathered around Elena. White Bear, the strongest child on the fifth floor, was Elena's loyal guard. Anyone who dared to speak ill of her would be punished by White Bear's fist. No. 157 looked at her with envy, imagining that he could become a cheerful, confident person like Elena.Elena's long hair is golden and soft like the fine silk from a noble family. Her legs are long and white, and her skin is so delicate that No. 157 is jealous.Elena could take a bath every day, and all the water she used to take a bath was taken away, and she even added milk to it as a luxury.
And Elena is in good shape. No. 157 pursed her lips and sneaked a look at Elena's slightly swollen chest. She noticed that all the boys were attracted there. Whenever Elena shook deliberately, the boys swallowed Saliva, if any girl grows this thing, it will definitely attract a large number of followers.

No. 157 fantasized a lot, and a silly smile appeared on his little face.

(End of this chapter)