Chapter 1
My roommate Zheng Qianfei said that last night she dreamed of a phone number, and when she woke up, she remembered it perfectly.
“What do you guys think, should I take the initiative and add this person on WeChat?”
Ren Anran: “Do it! This is the first time I’ve ever heard of something like this! You have to add them and see!”
Me: “Go ahead, maybe it’s some kind of special fate!”
“It’s best not to add a stranger’s number.” Our roommate Huo Qing was woken up by our chatter, her tone even colder than usual, carrying her signature creepy cadence. “Because you’ll never guess what kind of thing is on the other end!”
Huo Qing is the least popular character in our dorm.
The moment she spoke, the lively atmosphere instantly froze.
No one replied.
Zheng Qianfei even secretly rolled her eyes at her, then immediately sent a friend request to the stranger’s number.
We had no classes in the afternoon, and Huo Qing wasn’t in the dorm.
Suddenly, Zheng Qianfei sprang up from her bed like a carp: “He accepted my friend request!”
“Let me see, let me see!” Ren Anran rushed over to join the fun, shouting, “Check his Moments first-does he have any photos?”
“Whoa! He’s a total hottie!”
“Even his ID photo looks this good, imagine how handsome he is in real life.”
“Zheng Qianfei, you’ve struck gold!”
Hearing that he was handsome, I perked up too, leaning over my bed and asking, “How handsome? Quick! Send it to me!”
Zheng Qianfei sent the photo to our four-person dorm group chat.
The man in the photo was truly handsome! His eyes were eyes, his nose was a nose, his eyebrows were eyebrows-though it was clearly a standard studio photo, it was striking, impossible to look away.
I was admiring it-
“Ding dong-” A group message popped up.
Huo Qing: [Why did you send a memorial photo to the group?]
That message instantly petrified all three of us in the dorm.
Memorial photo?
Who was she talking about?
Zheng Qianfei was the first to react, furious, typing rapidly: [Huo Qing, what do you mean? What memorial photo? Why do you have to be so nasty?]
Huo Qing: [?]
[Just telling the truth.]
[It really is a memorial photo.]
[The man in the photo, his Life Palace is dim and lifeless, his Sickness Palace is full and bluish, all vitality gone-he’s practically a dead man.]
“Seriously, is she crazy?!” Zheng Qianfei was so mad she threw her phone and started cursing in the dorm.
Ren Anran quickly comforted her, tapping her own head to signal, “Forget it, ignore her, she’s got issues.”
I also thought Huo Qing was going too far. How could she curse such a handsome guy like that?
Zheng Qianfei didn’t want to argue with Huo Qing in the group, so she deleted the photo and sent it to the three-person dorm group (without Huo Qing), angrily typing: [Sharing a dorm with Huo Qing is such bad luck!]
Ren Anran replied: [Just bear with it, she’s not in the dorm most of the time anyway-out of sight, out of mind.]
Zheng Qianfei: [So aggrieved.jpg]
Zheng Qianfei: [Puppy crying hard.jpg]
Pe551
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