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"Yeah," Hu Pianpian said with a touch of sadness, "We really are not people of the same world. In the future, I am definitely going abroad, maybe never to return. But he said he wants to get into the best art academy in the country..."
Unlike Hu Pianpian's melancholy, Qiao Yi had already broken out in goosebumps.
Hu Pianpian's understanding is not wrong, but Qiao Yi vaguely sensed a slightly unusual atmosphere - the window was wide open, with a layer of gauze separating it. The summer night breeze seeped in gently, lifting the light curtains, flipping over the attendance register on the table, and finally caressing her nape, bringing a rare coolness in the heat.
Qiao Yi considered herself to have some talent in metaphysics. Her encounter with Tarot cards was purely accidental, but once she started using them, she found that her understanding of Tarot cards exceeded her expectations. These mysterious cards seemed to build a bridge for her to communicate with the unknown world. When she saw the cards, corresponding images would naturally appear in her mind - usually some scattered fragments related to the questioner, sometimes clear, sometimes blurry, but all lacking logic and sequence. She needed to string together the links, and her intuition would guide her to interpret the mysteries behind those patterns and symbols.
On the black velvet cloth in front of me, the Devil, the Moon, and Death cards are placed in sequence.
Just from the appearance of the cards, these three cards are simply the most ominous in the Tarot cards: the Devil card represents adversity, bondage, and temptation, the Moon card represents confusion, uncertainty, and illusion, and the Death card represents endings, transformation, and rebirth.
Of course, in different card layouts or different contexts, Tarot cards will have different meanings. For example, the Death card often represents a new beginning. However, what Qiao Yi sees in her spiritual communication is a warning.
She sees a blurry male figure standing opposite Hu Pianpian, with a long chasm between them. On the man's side, flowers bloom and grass is lush, while on Hu Pianpian's side, there are thorns and fog, with the scythe of death looming over her head. The grim bones reveal a cruel smile in the cold moonlight. Qiao Yi feels very uneasy; she has never seen such a ghostly image before, where flowers bloom and beauty turns to bones, half alive and half dead.
Qiao Yi stared blankly at the cards. Tarot cards do not have consciousness themselves, they do not actively "answer irrelevant questions."
Where is the problem?
"However, you haven't figured out whether the person in my dream last night was him... I mean, whether he was in my dream with me..." Hu Pianpian was still immersed in her girlish thoughts, her face glowing with a peachy hue, her bright eyes completely unaware of Qiao Yi's agitation.
Why is Hu Pianpian so concerned about this dream? Qiao Yi suddenly looked up, as if she had caught hold of a protruding thread in a tangle, and asked urgently, "What happened in your dream?"
Hu Pianpian's face suddenly turned very red, it was unclear whether it was due to the heat or excitement. Her expression was a mix of surprise, embarrassment, and awkwardness. Her lips trembled as she stammered for a while before saying, "Um... it's about that kind of dream..."
Qiao Yi had a strong sense of foreboding and exclaimed, "What did you do!"
Hu Pianpian looked pale, and I didn't know what was wrong. Her voice lowered as she said, "It's just... a spring dream..." She glanced at Qiao Yi with anxious eyes and continued, "I just felt that this dream was particularly real... so I wanted to ask you..."
"It really felt very real!" Her gaze wandered, and she lowered her head. "It's just that... I could feel his touch... but, we didn't go all the way!"
Qiao Yi sat down on the ground all of a sudden, it's wrong, all wrong!
She immediately understood the warning from the tarot, Hu Pianpian encountered, definitely not a human!
Equipment room Outside the shrub belt, Yu Tiantian killed the third mosquito of the night. The first one left a big bump on her ankle, the second one had a strong venom and attacked the inside of her elbow, causing intense itching. The third one was the most annoying, constantly buzzing near her ear. Yu Tiantian couldn't stand it anymore, so she took decisive action and with a crisp "smack," put an end to the insect's life.
She cleaned the "remains" off her hands, staying alert for new mosquitoes while praying for the conversation in the Equipment room to end soon.
- I don't know where they get so much to talk about. Yu Tiantian is feeling a bit restless. It's especially stuffy tonight, even though the sun has already set. It feels like a steamer outside. She's not sweating much, but her skin feels sticky and uncomfortable. She's also worried about not making it back in time for evening self-study and getting scolded by the teacher. Every now and then, she looks up at the window, but the people inside show no sign of coming out.
The light in the equipment room is bright, and many light-seeking insects are gathering and flying around the window sill. A girl with short hair is sitting on the floor, gesturing with a card, while another girl with long curly hair is pacing around the room, as if looking for something. The handsome boy is silently leaning against the window, not participating in their conversation.
Originally, Yu Tiantian was both nervous and excited, after all, An Xiaoshan said she had encountered "something terrifying." She was on edge the whole way, but when they arrived, An Xiaoshan took a quick look inside and said "there's no problem for now," so the two of them ended up waiting foolishly at the door until now.
After watching the pantomime in the Equipment room for a while, Yu Tiantian found it boring and turned to look at An Xiaoshan, only to see him looking calm and composed, as if unaffected by mosquitoes or the heat, which made Yu Tiantian feel a bit unbalanced inside: "An Xiaoshan, do you have some kind of insect-repelling charm? Give me one too."
"No." An Xiaoshan also turned to look at her, and Yu Tiantian was sure she saw the wordless expression in those eyes.
She pouted awkwardly and said, "Then why do mosquitoes only bite me and not you?"
"Maybe you are blood type O," An Xiaoshan murmured.
Yu Tiantian closed her mouth silently, because she really was blood type O.
After a moment of silence, Yu Tiantian couldn't help but ask again, "Is that guy really okay?"
From Yu Tiantian's perspective, the guy does seem a bit strange. His appearance is quite memorable, but Yu Tiantian has never seen him at school. Perhaps he is also from the International Department? His behavior is also peculiar - he was with He Fei in the afternoon, and now he's with two other girls, all huddled in the same place. Doesn't he have classes to attend? Most importantly, when An Xiaoshan finished listening to her observations in the Equipment room, he immediately requested to come and see. Isn't that basically saying that he has a problem?
"Temporarily none." An Xiaoshan was as economical with words as ever in his response.
Yu Tiantian continued to stare at him with a suspicious look. She had already figured out An Xiaoshan's habits. Generally, when he answered very briefly, it meant he was hiding something. But An Xiaoshan was like a mountain, unfazed by storms or gentle breezes. No one could pry his mouth open.
Yu Tiantian feels bored and awkward—even though she doesn't have any romantic feelings for An Xiaoshan, on this summer night, with no one around and the scent of flowers in the air, the two of them are hiding alone in a semi-closed grove of trees. The brightly lit teaching building is far away across a playground, which makes her unilaterally feel that the atmosphere is a bit subtle. Every second becomes extremely difficult to bear, so she keeps thinking non-stop, trying to find something to say to break the overly quiet atmosphere.
After much deliberation, she finally hesitantly asked the question she had been curious about for a long time: "Um... are you a Taoist?"
After witnessing An Xiaoshan's strength, Yu Tiantian felt embarrassed to bring up this issue again, always feeling that it was a kind of questioning and distrust towards him. Moreover, at that time, An Xiaoshan did not respond to this question, so Yu Tiantian naturally thought that he might not want to say, or could not say, and therefore never mentioned it. Until now, all the topics that could be discussed have been exhausted by her. If she didn't say something soon, Yu Tiantian was afraid that her heart would beat too fast and she would fall to the ground, so she "summoned up her courage" and asked the question.
"No."
Unexpectedly, An Xiaoshan responded, "I am not a Taoist, but you can understand it as - I am cultivating."
Cultivating?
Yu Tiantian was originally curled up like a quail and dared not look at him. Upon hearing the words, she immediately raised her head and asked mysteriously, "Are you a monk?"
"No," An Xiaoshan finally showed a clear expression of helplessness, "There's nothing special. Doing good deeds, accumulating virtues, resolving disasters and difficulties, and helping the needy and rescuing the endangered are all within my duty."
Yu Tiantian Continue to fantasize: "That would be a chivalrous hero..."
An Xiaoshan Didn't say anything else, just glanced at the bushes behind her and said abruptly, "You keep a close eye on what's inside."
"Oh." Yu Tiantian has already gotten used to An Xiaoshan's sudden requests, even though she doesn't understand their meaning, she still does as she's told—experience has proven that listening to An Xiaoshan is the simplest and safest way to stay alive.
"I don't feel as hot now," Yu Tiantian suddenly shivered, as if something had scratched the back of her neck, a chilling itch that went straight to her spine, she couldn't help but shake her head.
At that moment, An Xiaoshan stood up and said, "It's here."
Following his gaze, Yu Tiantian was surprised to find that the room was filled with gray mist! The energy-saving light had become hazy, only faintly emitting a layer of white light halo. Everything else in the room was hidden in the mist, nothing could be seen, and the people in the room were also gone.
Strange things.
Yu Tiantian involuntarily walked towards the window, even bringing her face closer, wanting to see more clearly—
In the bottomless gray thick fog, a distorted big face emerged!
The face had an extremely ferocious expression and smashed into the window with tremendous force, coming face to face with Yu Tiantian directly!
Yu Tiantian was scared stiff, her whole body froze, and she even heard the sound of bones shattering in her ears - the features of that face were so distorted, the eyes bulging to an unimaginable size; the purple veins under the eyes were clearly visible on the skin, shocking to the eye; the nose bone was obviously dislocated, and the mouth was gaping like a desperate black hole; blood and sweat mixed together, smearing the whole face.
It was that short-haired girl.
Yu Tiantian stared blankly as her face slid down, and it took her a few seconds to snap out of it and remember to save the person. Only then did she realize that her legs had gone weak, her heart was pounding wildly, and her hands were trembling uncontrollably.
"An Xiaoshan... An Xiaoshan!" Yu Tiantian was frantic, but her throat was dry. She swallowed the metallic taste in her throat and finally managed to cry out, "Help! An Xiaoshan!"
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