C3 Touch of the Finger 1

At the MRT station, he met a strange guy wearing a uniform from another school.

The boy stood next to me, as if afraid that his things would be stolen, and pressed his hands against his schoolbag.

This person was not bad looking, but his eyes were a little dim, as if he didn't have much spirit within them.

I took a look at him and lost interest in him. I took out my English textbook from my schoolbag and took the time to review tomorrow's exam.

I had only read a few pages when I felt someone staring at me.

The killer was that weird coffee next to me. He pretended nothing had happened, and he looked at my lap without a trace of politeness in his eyes.

To think that he would have such a good appearance even though he was just a freak.

As if he noticed me glaring at him, he suddenly raised his head and locked eyes with me.

"Does it look good?"

I tried to keep the expression on my face flat, and my mother said it didn't make people angry, but it also made them retreat.

I didn't think that the strange coffee would actually reply to me, "Yes, very white."

Mama, this is the first time I've met such a shameless person.

Should I get angry here?" Forget it, a kind heart makes a fortune. In any case, he wouldn't lose a single piece of meat after being stared at for a while.

"Thank you."

I forced a smile and continued flipping through my English textbook.

After a few seconds, he suddenly spoke to me again. "You're only a year older, right? "Very serious."

I rolled my eyes in my heart and snappily replied, "It's alright. I have an exam tomorrow, so I wanted to use my time to review it."

"You can still watch such a noisy environment?"

"If you don't talk to me, I can certainly watch."

I smiled, implying that he should keep his mouth shut and not disturb my mother's reading.

However, he still shamelessly said, "Aren't you curious how I found out that you're a freshman?"

"You just peeked at my leg. You probably won't let go of my chest, right?" I noticed that his eyes were on my chest again.

I raised my voice. "If you don't control yourself, even I won't be happy."

At the same time, she crossed her arms in front of her chest, trying to block his wet and salty gaze.

"I'm sorry. I just wanted to see your name clearly. Can you forgive me?"

I glanced at his chest and saw that there was no name on it. I couldn't help but ask, "Your school doesn't need a nameplate?"

"There is no mandatory provision."

"Only you know that my name is unfair. If you tell me your name, I'll forgive you!"

"You don't want to sue me for sexual harassment, do you?"

"What's the big deal about being looked at for a few times?"

I won't sue you for sexual harassment, but I'll send a letter to your school, hehe.

"That's true." He laughed. Pretty handsome.

Stupid fool, do you think I will let you go just because you reveal a bright smile?

"So, tell me your name!"

"My name is Ding Yi. I'm Ding, one, two, three, four, one."

"One stroke, one stroke, one stroke?" I was a little taken aback. The names only added up to three strokes?

"One stroke, one stroke." He was sure.

"Haha, then when you wrote your name, it was really cool."

I couldn't help but laugh out loud. Although this person was an idiot, his name was unexpectedly interesting!

I was suddenly a little curious about him, so I chatted a little more with him, and before I knew it, it was time for the train to arrive.

"Can you give me a LINE or a phone number? I'll find you out another day to play. " "No," he said.

"Sure, I'll pass it to you directly. Take out your phone."

Hehe, I'll take your details along the way. Tomorrow, you'll be called to the office by the teacher.

He fished his cell phone out of his bag, and at that moment there was a loud noise in the distance, something like an explosion.

Startled, I looked up to see the train rushing up the platform, rubbing against the ground as it continued to head my way.

Several people who had not managed to escape were crushed into meat paste in front of my eyes, and I shivered as I felt the liquid trickle down my thigh.

Leaning on your waist, you scared to the point of peeing.

My mind went blank. For some reason, that guy called Ding Yi suddenly hugged me tightly.

Eh? What is it now? Is he protecting me? But it would only turn into meat paste, wouldn't it?

Death. As this thought rose in his mind, everything around him disappeared.

I came to a pure white world, where I opened a door, saw memories of the past, and knew what I was about to face.

God let me die and come back to life, but I have to win three games before I can truly be reborn. The first game was about escaping from a monster, and a giant cockroach was chasing me. If I hadn't just been reborn and started dripping with water, I might have peed my pants again.

Sigh, there seems to be some wetness down there. Could it be an illusion?

I've been practicing track and field since I was a kid, and I'm quite confident in my ability to run. Although a cockroach is as big as a cow, its movements are slower than the cockroaches at home.

After luring the cockroach into the wall a few times, I finally managed to escape into the narrow corridor. The cockroach continued to squeeze outside until its wings couldn't come in. I breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground, crying.

After that, I walked in a maze for a long time. On the way, I was chased by other large cockroaches several times. One of the cockroaches was burned to death by me, and from its stomach came a pile of translucent little cockroaches.

Although it was called a little cockroach, it was as big as a Chihuahua. It disgusted me to death.

As I ran, I screamed, feeling like I was going crazy. I didn't know how long I ran until I came to a beautiful blue corridor, where the little cockroach that had been following me was gone.

With a cave in front of them, it looked like a trap. However, such an idiotic trap, only a fool would fall into it, right?

Just as he was thinking of this, he suddenly realized that there was a hand hanging by the edge of the acupoint, trembling continuously as though it was about to fall down.

Cautiously, I peeped into the hole and saw a grimy boy hanging on the wall. He looked familiar.

There were so many spikes on the ground. If they fell down, they would probably be instantly killed, right? I think.

Then again, wasn't this man the weird cuckoo he met at the MRT?

Poor thing, I'm so merciful to help you!

I was about to reach out to help when Coachman's hand slipped from the edge of the hole. I fell reflexively to the ground and grabbed his arm with both of my hands.

The chest hit the ground, it was extremely painful! His hand also seemed to have been torn off. Mama, oh my, it's really heavy! Why did the girl in the idol play pull up someone who was about to fall down the valley as if nothing had happened? Have they all been trained professionally? I think.

His hand was about to break!

"Hurry up and come up!" "Idiot!"

He finally looked up at me, and his dead eyes blazed.