Dangerous girls put me in danger

My expression became a little stiff, and I tried my best to put on a smile and said in a light tone.

"Oh, Chengjun, what are you talking about~ I'm a delicate girl?"

"I seem to believe it..."

Chengjun sighed helplessly, then fell silent, turned his head and stopped looking at me.

Yes... In Chengjun's eyes, I am still a dangerous killer.

So it's natural to be wary of me... I'm going to cry...

At that time, I didn't struggle because I was too happy...

For a moment, I actually felt that Anjun Cheng was more important than the corpse.

I can find the City of the Dead later, but there is only one Anjun Cheng in this world.

In the choice between the two, I chose Chengjun without hesitation.

I was so decisive that even I was surprised.

I don't know when, the proportion of him in my heart has exceeded my obsession with the corpse...

Now, should I kill him?

Can I still kill him?

My thoughts conflicted again, and I fell into a state of confusion again.

"Hehe, but I am your savior now! You owe me a life anyway! If you really have a conscience, give up the idea of ​​killing me!"

He grinned domineeringly, completely negating my concept and breaking through the haze in my heart.

"Yes, Chengjun, you are my savior. I will agree to whatever you ask for."

I breathed a sigh of relief and felt that I had found a reason to convince myself.

Yes, this is the request of a savior.

"Then show me your underwear!"

Oh my? Are you getting carried away?

Chengjun probably doesn't really want to see the underwear, but just wants to take the opportunity to humiliate me because he sees me depressed.

Hehehe~ So cute.

But it's a big mistake to treat me as an ordinary girl, right?

"You want me to show you my underwear with a disgusted expression? What a perverted interest, Makoto~"

"Hehe... I don't have that kind of interest! It's weird that you're not panicking at all. Do you really have any sense of shame?"

Of course I have a sense of shame, but I don't need it in front of someone.

"But, what a pity, I just didn't wear anything today."

"Not wearing anything again?! You can't really have an exhibitionist fetish!"

"Hehe~ Of course I'm wearing something today, how about giving it to you as a 'visiting gift' I brought today? Warm, wet, freshly taken off original underwear~"

"Who wants it!"

"Really don't want it?"

"Hehe..."

He said no, but his body was honest.

I bent down and whispered in his ear.

"Cheng Jun... I haven't killed anyone?"

"Huh?"

"I didn't kill those people... Although I do have the urge to kill, I haven't killed anyone. Because I want to dedicate my 'virginity killing' to the most important person... That's you?"

He didn't interrupt, just listened quietly.

"I love you so much that I want to kill you~"

Oh my, did he scare him? His shoulders are shaking.

"Please... spare me..."

No way!

I will keep pestering you even if you become a corpse!

Hehehe~

Chapter 33.6 Confession of [Stalker (Beginner)]

Confession of [Stalker (Beginner)]:

When did I first care about An Jun Cheng?

Of course I remember it very clearly, it was when the seats were arranged in the first semester of the first year of high school.

I sat in the back seat next to him because of the lottery.

In fact, I didn't care about him at first, and I didn't even know his name. I think other people in the class are probably the same as me.

He had a weak sense of presence, was very cold, and didn't interact with other people. He was always alone, just like the physical evidence that denied the saying that "humans are social animals".

It makes people wonder, doesn't he feel lonely?

Now that I think about it, that might be the source of my concern for him.

But at that time, I only cared a little bit, not to the point of paying attention to him all the time.

If there is a chance to start caring about him... maybe there is none.

It's just that my seat happened to be on the back seat next to him, and I could see him as long as I turned my head, and I just happened to like looking at the blue sky outside the window, so I often noticed him.

At first, I only noticed some small details, such as he could write with both hands, the pencil filament would always be loaded from the tip, the square eraser would become round after using it for a while, the notes would be copied very neatly, just like they were printed out by a printer, he would look at his phone during his spare time, and generally read e-books or comics...

I have always been a person who pays attention to details, so it is not surprising that he has entered my field of vision to such an extent...

It's just that every time I look at him, I will find something new, and gradually I begin to look forward to looking at him.

It's just like having fun, a very normal thing, right?

Later, everyone in the class found their own small groups, and their seats were basically close to acquaintances. Only in our corner, because of him and Jiang Xueqing, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Xiaoying asked me to move to the front seat and sit next to her, but I refused.

Why did you refuse? It would be more pleasant to sit with friends and chat... If I really have to say, maybe it's because I'm used to this position, and I won't feel bored looking at him from time to time.

He is really a very strange guy.

He is very particular about everything he does, meticulous like a robot, with fixed patterns and habits.

You can feel his strong self when you see him.

He doesn't have the confusion about the future that people of this age should have, but he is steady, step by step, according to his own plan, step by step towards his own future.

When I look at him, I can't help but feel that people should live like that.

Then I gradually began to care about his affairs.

I learned that his name is An Juncheng, which was given by his grandfather...

I learned that his father is a surgeon and his mother is an undertaker, so his personality is so cold...

I learned that he has two sisters, who are the same age as him, but they didn't interact much in school...

I learned a lot about him...

But at that time, he was just an object of observation for me, just like observing plants or small animals, I was interested in his lifestyle and behavior patterns.

This mentality changed again when the last exam was over and the report card was released.

I went forward to get the report card when my name was called.

Teacher Xiaozhen handed the report card and the test paper to me. I took it and took a look. The grades on the report card were just a little above the average score line, and the ranking was exactly 200th.

Hmm...I cared too much about An Juncheng and didn't listen to the class well...

"Lanhua has regressed. If this happens, he may fall out of the second group! You always seem absent-minded recently. Is there something on your mind?"

When asked by Teacher Xiaozhen, I was a little panicked.

"Hey? Nothing..."

"Really? Anyway, if you have any troubles, please discuss it with me."

"Okay..."

You can't discuss this kind of thing with the teacher, haha...

"Juncheng classmate~"

I smiled bitterly and wanted to go back to my seat, but I didn't expect that Teacher Xiaozhen would call him next.

"Oh."

An Juncheng responded coldly, got up from his seat and walked towards the podium. Watching him walk over step by step, I don't know why I couldn't move!

After passing by me like this, I was able to move, and kept thinking in my heart, my expression is not strange, right? Didn't he notice that I was looking at him?

"Very good, great progress, this time it's the 201st place! If you work harder, you will enter the second group!"

Teacher Xiaozhen stood on the stepping platform and patted An Juncheng's shoulder, looking quite happy.

"Wow, that guy is so unlucky, isn't he? He's exactly ranked 201st. He must hate the guy in front of him."

Just then, I heard Mengfa, who had dyed brown hair and looked frivolous, interrupt.

Is that so...?

I couldn't help but look back at him. He had his back to me. I didn't know what his expression was.

Would he feel unwilling? Would he start to hate me? Would that unchanging expression change?

When I thought that he might change because of me, I felt an inexplicable sense of being filled... Is this a sense of accomplishment?

I stupidly sat back in my seat. That feeling had not disappeared yet. My heart was inexplicably throbbing. Maybe something was wrong with me.

"Yes, yes..."

"Don't look so uninterested every time. In fact, if you work hard, Juncheng, you can easily break through to the first group!"

"Teacher Xiaozhen, you think too highly of me. I'm not that good."

"Hey~ Really~"

"Of course it's true. I've tried my best. And evening self-study is quite interesting."

I care so much. I care so much.

I care so much!

I care a lot about An Juncheng.

I don't know why I care so much about him. He is such an inconspicuous person, and he is completely opposite to me, a popular beautiful girl.

Although I can't compare with a girl as gorgeous as Ji Lianbing, I am still quite confident in my appearance. I am a level 5 beautiful girl who will make men turn their heads frequently when I walk on the street!

But he may not even know my name...

I gradually want to know how he sees me.

Maybe he actually cares about me too?

——I have been hiding it for so long now and finally can’t help it. I want to tell you that I actually feel bad for Lan Hua-san… (Girl’s Heart Filter)

Ah~

Ahem… No, what am I thinking… I have never felt this way since I was a child… Is he feeling the same as me now?

I spend most of the day watching him… I spend more time observing him than before.