He is a girl of words

Chapter 381

"Hey, hello." Xiaomeng greeted that person, but the person didn't reply to Xiaomeng.

So Xiaomeng raised her hand and put it on her shoulder.

"Go through it again." Xiaomeng waved her hand and patted that person, and passed through his body again, wait, maybe I have become a spirit body.Xiaomeng suddenly felt a sudden panic.

She pinched her cheek, as if... It didn't hurt... It felt a little weak, it shouldn't be a spirit body.

Is it in a dream, the dream world?Thinking of this, Xiaomeng raised her head to look at the dark zenith again, and then she had some thoughts in her mind: If you want to leave this dream, you must find the crucial person in the dream.

"Obviously I am not a crucial person. If it is a key person, it should be the person I passed through him just now." Xiaomeng turned to look at that person.

The black-haired young man has an ordinary appearance, about 20 years old, and is quite tall, a head taller than the 1.6-meter Xiaomeng.The clothes are also very ordinary and simple, black T-shirt, black slacks, is it because of the dirt resistance?

"He doesn't seem to be able to hear me when I speak." Xiaomeng leaned in front of the young man, looking at his ordinary face.It feels a little familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere before.Oh, right!Xiaomeng suddenly remembered, isn't this the black man in his mind?

What's going on, why is he here.And I still can't see my face.

Ok?What is he going to do.The black-haired young man stood up suddenly, and Xiaomeng quickly took two steps back. Xiaomeng, who could not avoid it, saw the black-haired young man passing through her body, and she realized that she was relieved, she was in a state where she could not touch it now.

Shaking his head, he continued to look forward.

What was he doing? After Xiaomeng came back to his senses, he found the black-haired young man sitting at the desk with a book and pen in his hand, and he was writing something on it.

Is this a diary?Xiao Meng put her hands behind her back, stood on tiptoes and raised her head behind the black-haired young man, looking at the paper of the diary.

It's blurry, because it's black and white, and because of the youth's shadow, Xiaomeng can't see the handwriting clearly.

In the black and white world, the clothes are also pure black, not other colors.The pitch-black ink looks extremely weird, as if he is a very lonely person.That is to say, is the man who hides in his handwriting and represents black in his mind a loner?

Xiaomeng pinched her chin, always feeling that his back was very lonely.

what happened?Lovelorn, well I shouldn't joke about that.Is it because his personality is very withdrawn, and then he has no friends.Ah, that's not right, it's all living in my head, no matter if there are friends or not, isn't there a woman who represents purple to accompany him.

In other words, why does he exist in my head, "caused by the spirit of words?" Xiaomeng asked puzzled, she looked at the black-haired young man, he wrote the diary silently, slowly, as if he was slowly recording his own Life is boring.

But I can't see what the word is, it's not just a shadow, but it feels like some kind of haze is covering it, and I deliberately don't let myself see it.

"Oh, I won't have to wait for him to finish writing." Xiaomeng sighed, she was still in a hurry to go out to ask Shirakawa Yuriko and her mother about the matter, why did she do such a mess without her consent.

She felt very uneasy. According to the previous situation, the mother must know something to do this.

"Hey, let me tell you, can you finish writing quickly." Xiaomeng pushed the young man angrily, but of course it was in vain, and he couldn't push anything. Instead, he rushed over and fell heavily on the ground.

"Hey, it hurts a little." Xiaomeng rubbed her elbow, feeling the pain when she fell.

Looking there, I found that the white and tender skin was already glowing red, wow, the body of the Yanling girl can still be injured.

It's so strange, Xiaomeng rubbed her hands in surprise and got up in pain.

"Isn't it in the state of being unable to touch, the real thing can pass through, and it hurts when it falls on the ground. I don't understand, huh? Where is this?!" Whispering, when he raised his head, his eyes turned into another look.

"Don't you want to eat again?" said the man with an unclear face.

"No appetite." The black-haired young man turned his back to him, and left after speaking.

Hearing the answer, the man whose face was unclear continued to say, "Why don't you eat?"

"Not hungry." The young man left indifferently.

"Pfft, the young man is quite humorous." Xiao Meng looked at the conversation between the two men cheerfully, and scratched her head: "So, this seems to be the living room, his living room?"

After the black-haired young man said he was not hungry, he walked towards the stairs without looking back. From that angle, it felt like returning to his own room.

When the black-haired youth disappeared from sight, Xiaomeng hurriedly followed him: It seems that the world will change according to the matter of the black-haired youth, as long as I follow the black-haired youth all the time, I will know The situation you want.

"At least, there is hope of leaving this world."

When Xiaomeng followed, she suddenly heard a loud noise behind her.

It was the man with an unclear face, Xiaomeng turned his head to look.The man with an unclear face put the bowl on the table. Although he couldn't see his expression, his tone was extremely disgusting: "It's fine if you don't eat, just starve to death!"

hair... what happened?
The sudden curse-like hate words made Xiaomeng tremble with fear, and she quickly shook her head to let herself not think too much: what are you afraid of, anyway, it doesn't hurt herself.

She glanced at the man behind her with some trepidation, and she always felt that things were getting more and more complicated.

Then the world turned around again, to a place with a sense of age, the surrounding world is still black and white, but it feels a little dark yellow, like that kind of aging black and white photos.

"Only a mother is good in this world. A child with a mother is like a treasure... A child without a mother is like grass." The immature singing voice of a child rang in Xiaomeng's ears, and she looked curiously at the source of the sound. pile of little kids.

And it's very small, and the short ones don't look like elementary school students, kindergarten?Xiaomeng looked back and could see a plaque, XX Kindergarten.

XX is a very vague word, and is it deliberately avoiding me?

Seeing this, Xiaomeng became a little impatient, and she yelled to the sky: "What the hell are you doing! Let me go back quickly."

From the beginning to the end, the world is like a decryption game. Xiaomeng is fundamentally disgusting. She hates decryption games. After decrypting one by one like this, her head will explode.

After finishing speaking, Xiaomeng shouted again into the air angrily: "Let me go back!"

It didn't take long to shout, but it still didn't work.

After the echo in the ear, this strange singing sound.

"Only a mother is good in this world. A child with a mother is like a treasure... A child without a mother is like a piece of grass."

"So, what's the point of singing this song!" Xiaomeng turned to look at the children again, the impatience in her eyes turned into surprise.

She saw that one of the very thin children jumped up suddenly and punched the favorite child who sang in the face!

"boom!"

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　The third watch, the belated third watch.In addition, the author has a little spoiler: this volume is a good ending to the story.

　　
　
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