Chapter 410 -313: Don’t Look Behind You!_2
Per the suggestion of the other roommates, everyone agreed to have a meal together before parting ways.
Yan Junze and Zhao Zheng, along with He Bishou, chatted for a bit, then Yan told them he would head directly to the restaurant outside of the university and wait there before exiting the dorm to his rental place.
At the dormitory door, he meant to say something to Huahua, but seeing her on the phone, he simply waved his hand and left.
On the phone with Huahua was a close girlfriend; in fact, almost all of Huahua’s friends were female, and they never treated him differently, with most of their conversations revolving around cosmetics, fashion, and shopping.
After talking for a while, Huahua said in a slightly coquettish tone, “Honey, I haven’t seen you for so long. You didn’t even tell me you were back in Tianmeng early. Now I’ve already bought my plane ticket and I’m heading back home soon; I won’t be able to join you guys.”
The woman’s voice coming from the phone was crisp and pleasant, filled with a tone of regret.
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Huahua suddenly said, “Hang up, let’s video call so I can see if you’ve changed at all.”
Soon the call ended, and Huahua redialed for a video call, which connected shortly after. The phone screen displayed a young woman.
This woman was quite good-looking, with an even set of features and shoulder-length hair. She wore a set of light purple and slightly loose fleece pajamas.
After taking a close look at Huahua, she said, “I’m telling you, Xie Hua, haven’t seen you for a while and you’ve gotten even prettier. Wow, such nice skin! What brand of skincare products are you using now?”
The background where this girl was standing seemed to be her home, with a glimpse of the living room sofa and the wall clock and painting on the wall.
Judging by the home décor, her family was quite affluent, with high-quality leather on the sofa and expensive wall tiles. Just that exquisite pilgrimage painting embedded in the wall would cost at least a hundred thousand to acquire.
Huahua rolled her eyes playfully, “Si Nannan, what are you talking about? Wasn’t I fair-skinned before? And call me Huahua, not Xie Hua, that sounds too manly. Hmm, if you want the cosmetics, I’ll mail a set to you when I get home, super whitening…”
Si Nannan by now had propped her legs up and was sitting on the couch with a slice of pizza she had just bitten into, smiling, “Thanks in advance, and I won’t even ask about the price, because I know you wouldn’t charge me anyway.”
“You little rascal.” Huahua extended her finger, her lips forming a playful smirk, mockingly saying, “Only a semester away and you’ve got a boyfriend, huh? Seem to care less if you still have me as a friend.”
“No, no, not at all.” Si Nannan straightened up and replied with a laugh, “You will always be my good sister.”
The Huahua in the video covered her mouth and giggled, “A good sisterly advice for you, eat less high-calorie food, or be careful not to get married.”
“You know that’s not a problem for me, I never gain weight no matter how much I eat.”
Si Nannan shook her head, one hand holding the phone, the other still stuffing large bites of delicious-looking pizza into her mouth.
Even though Si Nannan always presented herself with grace and sweetness when outside, now that she was alone at home, she didn’t need to mind her manners while eating—this was the real her.
Having gotten close with Huahua, she deliberately opened her mouth wide and took another big bite of the pizza in front of her, revealing a satisfied expression, “Mmm, delicious.”
Huahua had been laughing, but after those words, her smile instantly faded as she asked, “Nannan, are you home alone?”
Without noticing the change in Huahua’s expression, Si Nannan nodded, “Yeah, my parents haven’t returned, it’s just me.”
“Get up, get off the couch,” Huahua said with a serious face, no longer joking.
Si Nannan, sensing something was amiss, asked in surprise, “What’s wrong? I was sitting comfortably, why get up?”
Nevertheless, she stood up as told, the pizza still unfinished in her hand.
“Could you go outside for a bit? It’s too dark inside, and I can’t see you clearly.” Huahua continued, her demeanor strict, obviously not kidding.
Waving her hand, Si Nannan said, “I’m in my pajamas now. If you can’t see me, let me turn on the light.”
“Yeah, yeah, that’s fine, go turn it on, quickly,” Huahua nodded.
“What’s gotten into you? So secretive,” Si Nannan commented, one hand holding the phone, the screen facing her. She put down the unfinished pizza and walked over to the entrance of the living room, turning on the light.
“Can you see clearly now?” Si Nannan asked.
Huahua didn’t respond. She just silently watched through the phone’s screen.
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Si Nannan did not notice that Huahua’s eyelids were twitching slightly at this moment, even her lips were trembling very lightly.
He was restraining himself, holding back something.
After a while, Huahua spoke again, “Nannan, your signal isn’t very good. Why don’t you go outside because I’m having trouble with the video feed on your side.”
“Why couldn’t it be a problem with your signal?” Si Nannan asked with a smile.
“It’s definitely an issue on your side,” Huahua explained without a trace of a smile, “Our school has a base station right here. We never have a problem with bad reception. Trust me, go outside, don’t bother changing your clothes, go now. Once you’re out, I’ll tell you something.”
Si Nannan frowned but eventually compromised.
With one hand holding her phone, which was still in the middle of a video call, she bent down to put on a pair of white casual shoes suitable for walking outdoors, picked up her keys that were on the shoe cabinet by the door, opened the door, and was about to turn back to switch off the lights and close the door.
Huahua’s voice rose again, “Don’t worry about the lights and the door, just go, hurry up, hurry…”
Hearing Huahua’s suddenly urgent voice, Si Nannan began to panic for no reason, her body trembled, and the hand that was reaching back to turn off the lights quickly retracted. She didn’t care about closing the door either, rushing outside.
At that moment, Huahua’s voice changed completely, anxious, urgent, extremely tense, almost hysterically shouting from the other end of the video, “Run, Nannan, run fast, don’t look back! Never look back! Run!”
Nannan’s delicate body trembled violently, and she burst into tears, crying as she ran without caring for her image at all.
The phone in her hand also moved up and down with the swinging of her arm, and at this moment, the image became very unclear.
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A restaurant outside of Tianmeng Science University.
The 411 dorm often chose this restaurant for their gatherings for two reasons: the food tasted good and the portions were generous; and, the second reason was the affordable prices, fair and square.
Selling well outside of school, taste, portion size, and price are the key factors, and this restaurant certainly possessed all of these.
This was the first time Yan Junze had brought Xiang Er to meet his dorm mates other than Huahua.
On the contrary, right now, Huahua was the only one missing as the other two roommates, Zhao Zheng and He Bishou, were staring unblinkingly at Xiang Er across the dining table.
Xiang Er didn’t mind, but Yan Junze couldn’t stand these two guys’ thirsty gazes that were as if they hadn’t seen a woman in ages.
“Enough from you two. Zhao Zheng, are you carrying a generator with you? Look at those electrifying eyes. And you, Fat He, wipe the drool from your chin before it drips into the dishes. Then, call Huahua to hurry him up,” Yan Junze said.
With a naive sincerity, He Bishou wiped his chin with a paper napkin, but instead of calling Huahua, he pointed at Xiang Er and said, “That… that, Junze, are you sure she’s your cousin?”
“Ah, is there a problem?” Yan Junze inquired.
“This, this isn’t scientific,” He Bishou scratched the back of his head.
“Just how ugly do I have to be for all this to seem so unscientific?” Yan Junze replied.
“Alright, alright, Fat He wasn’t referring to you,” intervened Zhao Zheng, but his gaze remained on Xiang Er. Turning to her, he said, “Does Sister Xiang Er have a boyfriend? Do you like playing basketball? I could teach you, hands-on.”
“Do you like comics? What about anime adaptations? Do you prefer someone like Fujiwara Sawa or like Edward Elric?” Fat He continued.
Just as the words fell, a figure sat down beside them.
Yan Junze looked up and saw that Huahua had arrived.
But at this moment, Huahua’s face was very pale, with beads of sweat on his forehead and a dazed expression.
“Did you run all the way here?” Zhao Zheng said, “There’s no need to rush; we were all waiting for you.”
Huahua ignored him and suddenly looked up at Yan Junze, “Junze, help me.”