"Xin Zhao, Wang Yang, when did you two become so close? You're already back in the dormitory, yet you still don't let go.”Nan Nan's words seemed to be mocking, but they actually had a slight tremble when they came out of her mouth. It was a little strange and unpredictable.
Even An Wuqing frowned as he looked at the two of them. He kept thinking about that painting. Five paintings. Why are there only five paintings?" Nannan, why do you think there are only five paintings? There are six of us.”
"Maybe she wants to keep someone.”Nan Nan raised her head. There was too much confusion in her eyes. The darkness hidden in the depths was bursting out bit by bit.
"No, no one can escape. According to the curse, there are no survivors.”An Wuqing refuted Nan Nan's idea decisively. She was trapped in her own thoughts and could not extricate herself. All the problems were like a black hole. Once she fell into it, she would never be able to get out…
"An Wuqing, why do I feel that Zhao Xin and Wang Yang are acting weirder and weirder?”Nan Nan tilted her head and looked at the two people who were stuck together. She couldn't help but tremble.
Zhao Xin and Wang Yang sat on the same bed on the lower bunk. They looked at each other and couldn't help but smile. They ran their hands through each other's long hair. Nan Nan watched from the side and unconsciously tightened her grip on An Wuqing's arm.
" Ah…" An Wuqing was in pain. He finally came back to his senses and looked at Nan Nan strangely. The two big eyes on her red face were watery, and her nose was red. Her two hands were tightly clutching An Wuqing's arm.
An Wuqing followed Nan Nan's gaze and saw Zhao Xin and Wang Yang playing with each other's hair. An Wuqing suddenly felt a chill run down his spine when he saw them trying to tie each other's hair together.
"The third painting is hair, right, Nan Nan?”An Wuqing mumbled. If Nannan was not close, she might not have heard what she said.
Nan Nan nodded heavily, the fear in her heart slowly growing. The numbness on her scalp made Nan Nan shift her hands that were holding onto An Wuqing to her head. As she was rising, An Wuqing pressed her down in time." Nan Nan, don't be afraid.”
An Wuqing held Nan Nan's hand tightly, but his eyes were locked on the two people opposite him." Nannan, help me cut their hair.”
"An Wuqing, what are you doing?!" Nan Nan looked at An Wuqing in surprise, her eyes full of confusion.
"I don't know if you feel this way, but it's a very strange feeling. They're like sisters in an instant, and now they're tying their hair together.”
An Wuqing's eyes did not leave their hair for a moment, trying to figure out something. " The third painting, hair."
"So you said that the two of them will be the next to die.”Nan Nan exclaimed," Zhao Xin, Wang Yang, what are you doing!”
Nan Nan's exclamation broke the silence. Zhao Xin and Wang Yang looked at Nan Nan strangely at the same time.
"What's wrong? Nan Nan." Wang Yang's eyes were dull and he did not know where to look.
"Is she jealous of our relationship? My dear." Xin Zhao's lips curled into a devilish smile. Everything was too strange. No one was like their original selves.
"Nothing much. I just saw that your hair is very beautiful. Give it to me, okay?”An Wuqing also revealed a strange smile.
Nan Nan looked at her roommates, who she had been living with all day, and suddenly felt a sense of unfamiliarity…
"What are you waiting for? Come and help cut their hair.”
Before Nan Nan could come back to her senses, An Wuqing had already held Wang Yang down. Zhao Xin, who was beside him, slapped An Wuqing's back crazily. His voice was very loud, and his sharp nails easily tore through An Wuqing's white shirt and skin. The contrast between red and white could be so sharp.#
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