Dying in the Male Lead’s Arms Every Time I Transmigrate

Ning Meng peeped at the time for a lesson.

His face is not ordinary white, his lips are also a little bit, he looks weak, and he can run away as soon as the wind blows.

At the end of get out of class, she couldn't help but whispered: "Shi Qi, why is your face so bad? Could it be..."

Shi Qi put his hand on his chin, spread his five fingers, raised his eyelids to look at her, and said softly, "It's okay, I didn't sleep well."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Ning Meng guessed that she would not be able to ask.

But after class was over, there was a tumult in the classroom, and she leaned over and asked, "The paper man you saw at noon today..."

Shi Qi interrupted her: "What paper man?"

Ning Meng looked at him suspiciously, "The one in the auditorium is the one that moves, runs and jumps, and still freezes."

She is now a young body, and she is not forgetful. At the time, it was obviously he used talisman paper to hold her down, so how could she ask her instead.

Shi Qi suddenly "oh".

Ning Meng said, "...nothing?"

Shi Qi squinted at her and asked, "What else? What do you want to know? Or are you going to tell me something?"

At the last sentence, he sat up straight, his back strained.

Ning Meng suddenly felt a sense of crisis. After a while, she stumbled and said, "I have nothing to say, I have to study."

She secretly asked the system: "Is Shi Qi's brain broken?"

The system said: "...Your grandson will hit you after hearing this."

Ning Meng didn't think about anything, and finished a test paper obediently.

On the contrary, Shi Qi felt uncomfortable, frowning, her whole body exuding an aura that no one else should come near, Ning Meng secretly glanced at him several times.

After a class was over, she put his abnormality behind her head, and began to ponder those girls lost their souls.

Anyway, it must have been related to the shadow puppet theater now.

She remembered the paper man she saw today. At that time, she felt very much like a real person, too much, and then she moved directly.

Could it be that the soul is trapped in the paper man?

But no one controls it, why does that paper man's human soul still follow her behind, ready to find a chance to attack her?

During the big break, Ning Meng found Qiu Keke, "Coco, do you have a picture of the girl in Class 6?"

Qiu Keke shook his head, "I don't actually know her, what do you want this to do?"

Ning Meng casually made an excuse and went over it.

Seeing her look like this, Qiu Ke was ridiculous, patted his chest and said, "You forgot that I have a classmate in Class 6, I'll ask her."

Ning Meng quickly thanked him.

Qiu Keke is really a nice girl. She treated her very well soon after getting to know her, and often gave her sweets.

Just thinking about it, Qiu Keke took out a few candies from his pocket.

The school seemed to be quiet.

According to Qiu Keke's news, the two girls were still lying in the hospital and were diagnosed as being of the same type by the doctor.

During the period, the class 6 students visited, and then came back with new news, saying that the girl’s parents had hired some master, and finally cheated the money and ran away.

Qiu Keke brought the photos taken by her class 6 friends to Ning Meng.

When the master's story came out, it diverted the class's attention.

Qiu Keke told them about what he had encountered: "...I had a high fever when I was a child. At that time, my grandmother was superstitious, so she was a little goddess and fed me some weird things..."

Following her explanation, the class bell rang, the head teacher Chen Yan walked in with the book, and a group of people hurried back to their place.

Ning Meng stared at the photo in her hand. The photo above was a single person, very high-definition. The girl's face seemed to overlap the paper figure at noon.

It's just that the paper man's face is a little weird.

A paper man can have the face of a real person, and it is so lifelike. If you contact the events of the past two days, she is enough to string together.

There must be someone who sucked the soul of the girl in Class 6 and then the paper man came back to life with exactly the same face.

The girl who lost her soul became a comatose vegetable.

Ning Meng felt more and more terrible the more he thought about it. With so many paper figures in this shadow puppet troupe, how many people would have to be involved in this loss of soul?

After thinking for a while, she asked the system: "How to call a soul?"

The system explained several folk methods to her: "...The first one is to light a few incense sticks, and also have coins, then swing the shameless clothes on the flames, and finally spread rice around... The second is that the old man draws a cross on the ground and then stands on it and shouts..."

After a while, Ning Meng's whole mind was flooded.

She couldn't help asking: "Does this work for you? Didn't you say no before?"

System grievance: "What you ask me is only the soul method. I only know these kinds of methods. Such soul-sucking ones must find the person who casts the spell, otherwise the soul-lost person will have symptoms of confusion."

Ning Meng was dumbfounded by it, and stopped paying attention to it.

At this time, the bell rang just after class.

After a class, Chen Yan did not leave the classroom. Instead, she said, “Assemble in the auditorium at 6 o’clock tomorrow evening and go to see the shadow puppet show together. You must be there. You will be famous at that time, and you will write your thoughts when you come back.”

"Ah..." The last sentence fell, and the excited group of people in the class suddenly fell silent.

Just look at it, take the roll call, feel what's going on.

If anything involves a task that must be completed, the original enthusiasm will drop, not to mention the shadow puppets that are not particularly caring.

But no one dared to disobey the order of the head teacher.

Ning Meng turned around and asked, "Shi Qi, are you going?"

She originally wanted to ask him if he would be called a soul, but seeing that his expression was worse than what he saw at noon, she didn't ask anything.

Shi Qi leaned back on the chair, his slender fingers holding a pen, his bones were distinct, his slightly raised chin was perfectly curved, and his sickly white face made him seem even more erratic.

Seeing her looking at himself, he turned his head and said slowly, "Go."

How could he not go to such a lively scene, besides, she would definitely go, maybe it would attract something short-sighted.

How can he rest assured if he doesn't go.

Ning Meng stared at his dark green eyes for a while. If someone told her that she was not a human but a fairy, she would believe it.

Shi Qi inherited his mother's appearance, with an enchanting appearance, and his eyebrows were flattering. Fortunately, he didn't usually laugh, if he laughed it would be seductive.

Even when his expression is faint, he can teach people to indulge in his bright green and brilliant eyes.

Ning Meng sighed suddenly and said to the system, "I don't think girls will marry their grandson in the future."

The system is at a loss: "Why?"

Ning Meng kindly explained to it: "You see that he looks so beautiful, girls can't compare with him, he's ashamed of himself."

The system said: "...you think too much."

As soon as it finished speaking, the classmate sitting at the front door of the classroom shouted: "Shi Qi, someone is looking for you outside."

Ning Meng glanced at it. She was a girl she didn't know.

His eyes sharpened instantly. Puppy love is not good. This is not an adult, and the college entrance examination is not over yet.

She looked at Shi Qi swiftly. He was turning through the book slowly, his fingers were like jade, and he seemed to hear no outside sound.

It seems that we are going to beat the mandarin ducks.

The classmate at the door did not respond when he saw Qi, and guessed something, and said to the girl: "I'm sorry."

The girl suddenly entered the classroom, walked to the last row of corridors under everyone's gaze, and stopped next to Ning Meng.

Ning Meng watched her with her face supported.

This girl is different from the one who came to take pictures last time. She is more beautiful and looks more ostentatious. More importantly, she has a good figure.

She looked down at herself.

Ningning's body was like bean sprouts, and her chest was just a small steamed bun. She was too small, and suddenly felt that the world was discriminating against her.

The girl smiled and asked, "Shi Qi, are you free on weekends?"

She put a box of gifts on a book that had been placed on Shiqi's desk, the packaging was exquisite and perfect, and the price must be not small, very eye-catching.

For a time, the eyes of the entire class were here.

There are a lot of people in the school who want to chase their time, but they suddenly disappeared after the semester of high school. It should be said that they don't show up in the classroom very much, and there are few things.

When Shi Qi opened the window, a rush of heat came in.

"I said." His deep voice suddenly sounded.

The girl's expression did not change, she still smiled and said, "Can't I be special? I made it myself."

Ning Meng glanced at the girl, and then at Shiqi to see how he handled it.

Shi Qi's expression was faint, unchanged at all, "Or you chose to throw it away."

Ning Meng said that she was very pleased that she was not close to women.

The girl's expression finally changed, and she was a little embarrassed. The female classmate next to her probably knew her, and came out to be sloppy: "Yunyun... I told you earlier..."

She was a new friend who came to chase him, she said it.

Classmates for three years, the girls in the class, and Shi Qi's first hand index is not super, which shows that they are cold.

This year's new tablemate has spoken to him several times, but he should be at the same table. Shi Qi used to sit alone.

The class bell rang, and the girl finally turned and left. As for the gifts, she threw them directly into the trash can at the back.

Shi Qi curled his fingers and buckled lightly on the table, tilting his head to look at Ning Meng who was staring at him, "What are you looking at?"

Ning Meng returned to his senses, tugging at the corner of her mouth and smiling, her eyebrows and eyes curled into crescents, looking soft and waxy.

Hey, it's really scary that her grandson is so good.

She patted him on the shoulder, thought about the words, and said earnestly: "A good student, you can't fall in love early."

Shi Qi: "..."

For a long time, he opened his mouth, stared at her, and said word by word: "I will... study hard every day."

Unexpectedly, he would answer this, Ning Meng opened her eyes slightly.

Then she nodded and encouraged: "Good ambition! Come on!"

Shi Qi: "..."

He exhaled, pulled his hair a little irritably, snorted suddenly, turned his head and ignored her.

grandmother.

This is the suicide note you wrote.

——"The Little Diary that Shi Qi Secretly Hidden"