Chapter 161 The Spectator and the Invisible Man 11 I hope it will always be by my side
Chapter 161 The Spectator and the Invisible Man 11 I hope it will always be by my side
Tuesday, July 10, ****, sunny.
There is an activity in school today.
As someone who doesn't go out and doesn't attend classes, of course I didn't know about it, because several people in the dormitory had already started talking excitedly and were trying on clothes and makeup downstairs.
I pulled the curtain open a little bit and looked for a while. Oh, it turns out that today is Halloween.
The three of them were chatting happily and laughing from time to time. I opened the curtain to make a hole big enough for my head and leaned out to see how they were dressed. It was a very beautiful and funny Halloween makeup.
Actually, I also want to participate, but I have never been included in group activities like this.
Moreover, I have never worn such beautiful clothes or put on such beautiful makeup...
I imagined the lively scene tonight and I wanted to join in the fun since no one would pay attention to me anyway.
This kind of activity is usually held at night, and the playground is full of people and it is very lively.
A temporary stage was set up in the middle, and there were many decorations next to it, which looked very beautiful.
I looked around and it seemed like I was the only one walking there dressed so casually. I felt out of place, but luckily no one noticed me.
The people around more or less all have companions, and they gather in twos or threes, playing and joking happily, which seems to be a very lively atmosphere.
I was also moved by the atmosphere around me. I sat on the lawn, looking at the stage with a smile. Everything was beautiful, except that I felt a little lonely.
My friend was not here today and I didn’t know where he went after lunch. It was boring for me to watch it alone, so I watched for about half an hour and then went back.
After watching for half an hour, the show had just warmed up and many people rushed over, leaving me alone to go back.
The way back to the dormitory was deserted, with only a few street lights.
Sudden.
A white sheet suddenly appeared in front of me and floated in the air, which scared me as I was caught off guard.
There are two big red eyes and big red lips on the bed sheet. It may look a bit scary at first glance, but it is full of humor when you look closely.
I burst out laughing. There were no feet under the sheets. It was a prank played by my friend.
Before I could say anything, a boy came over and said with a smile: "Hey, man, you're playing it pretty realistically."
After saying that, without waiting for me to stop him, he slapped the bed sheet.
The bed sheet also quickly deflated.
The boy was stunned. What he touched was clearly air, so he looked at the bed sheet with gradually horrified eyes.
I was wondering how to explain when he quickly spotted me, grabbed my wrist and ran away, shouting, "It's a ghost, it's really a ghost!!"
I opened my mouth but no words came out. I looked back and saw the bed sheet was still moving towards me, with its steps sounding aggrieved.
The boy completely collapsed, "Damn it, why are you still chasing us!!"
If you run further ahead, you will reach the playground, where there are crowds of people and colorful lights waving. Once you run there, it will not be able to catch up with you.
The boy pulled me and ran as fast as he could because he thought there were too many people there.
I shook his hand off and said to him, "Sorry, I'm in a hurry."
After saying that, he walked in the opposite direction.
The boy was stunned for a moment, "Damn, there is a ghost there!" When he saw that I didn't look back, he ran away by himself.
There were not many people around, most of them gathered in the playground in front. My steps became faster and faster, and finally I couldn't help but rush forward excitedly and hug it tightly.
In fact, I didn't hold anything, but I always felt that I had its warm body in my arms.
The bed sheet fluttered and circled around me with resentment. I laughed and led it to a more remote place.
It looks so adorable now, its round, big eyes staring at me. It clearly has no expression on its face, but I feel like it's feeling a little aggrieved.
We sat on a bench. The night wind was blowing and it was a bit cold, so I wrapped my coat tightly.
The white bed sheet moved and then covered my head.
Okay, it’s warm now, and now I am this white ghost.
What a weird scene.
"Where did you get the white sheet?" I asked it.
It was so quiet that it didn't say a word, not even the slightest sound of wind was heard, and it wrapped me up inside.
Not quite right.
I stuck my head out and looked at the bed sheet carefully. I flipped it inside and saw pink plaid. This is my bed sheet...
I gritted my teeth and said, "You are really capable. You are drawing on my bed sheets?"
If it hadn't been incorporeal, I would have grabbed its ears right now!
The wind is whistling in my ears. Humph, it’s useless to say anything. It’s using my bed sheets to coax me. Who taught it to do this?
The two of us were outside, chilling in the wind. No matter which corner it went to, pulling out a lot of wild flowers for me, I wouldn't even look at it.
The end result was that in the middle of the night when we were all sleeping peacefully, the sheets in the bathroom kept moving and washing themselves.
On Saturday, February 2, ****, it was drizzling.
Today is New Year's Eve. Actually, it's not that special to me. I will just have dinner with my family and watch the Spring Festival Gala and then the night will pass.
But this is my second year with it, and that was a meaningful day.
I tidied up the room carefully. The dictionary where I had put my things before was already bulging. I put all the things in it into a box and put it at the back of the closet. This is my little secret.
It also helped me to clean up. I bought it some "new clothes" a few days ago. Everyone has new clothes for the New Year, so it needs a new piece of clothing.
By this calculation, he usually gives me gifts, but I rarely give him gifts.
At this moment, I secretly took it out of the closet. It was a piece of pink cloth, so tender and pink, with big pink eyes, a little cute face and cherry lips drawn by myself on it.
It's definitely something every girl will like!
But when I gave it this gift, it didn't seem so happy, and asked me on the paper: "Why is it pink?"
I said to it, "I'm sorry, I like pink and I thought you would like it too."
"It's okay, no need to apologize."
"So what color do you like?"
"I don't have any favorites, black, maybe."
Wow, she's a cool female who likes black!
"You like black? I get it! You're a cool female!"
Feng's writing speed suddenly slowed down, and he hesitated for a long time and finally wrote nothing.
After watching the Spring Festival Gala that night, we changed it into new pink clothes in the room.
As expected, it really suits it! It's really cute! Of course, it's also because I draw it very well.
Bling Bling's big eyes make me want to rub it very much whenever I look at it.
So we sat together by the bed, chatting and keeping vigil. My wish for the New Year is -
I hope it will always be with me.
EBE