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Chapter 93 Horror Corner 2

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    Such a night, such a place, and this woman in front of me.

    The right time, the right location, and the harmony of people are indeed suitable for recalling the past.

    First it was Qin Xiaofeng, and now it is Qian He.

    These two used to be students of the same year and different classes in the No. 3 Middle School of X City, and they both invited their high school classmate, Luo Qiao.

    The girl who played an important role in their lives, on such a night, also made the two of them want to recall the past.

    In fact, they are not only alumni of the same class. In that youthful era, they all played roles that others detested.

    Most of the students would shout those three words behind their backs: Fatty.

    And they were all defended by the woman Luo Qiao in the name of justice.

    At that time, they also yelled at the same time because Luo Qiao, the female man, saw the injustice, and yelled at the somewhat neurotic female man out of the goddess' sense of sight.

    As a result, besides the mother, another woman was born in this world who was worth cutting two hundred catties of fat from her body in the deserted desert, and cooking a pot of braised pork for her.

    In the end, these two dead fat men were tricked by the goddess again by coincidence, and after being tricked by the goddess, they became a thin man by coincidence, a thin man who conforms to the current aesthetic conditions.

    The only difference between the intersection of the two people and Luo Qiao in their lives is that after these two fat people were tricked by Luo Qiao, one became better and better.

    But the other has changed into an existence that is neither human nor ghost.

    In the end, the two former fat men coincidentally gave birth to a dark side, and they want to punish the former goddess. This punishment is to achieve an indescribable purpose after drugging in the name of horror games.

    Ahead, Qin Xiaofeng had already finished recalling the past in front of Luo Qiao.

    But he has not yet achieved his indescribable goal, and he has become a glorious paving stone on the road of others.

    Now, Qian He will start talking about the past by himself.

    This is the sense of ritual. Before you start, you must express your emotions, otherwise it will appear that you have no sense of accomplishment for these deliberate thoughts.

    Before recalling the past, a piece of music on the phone started the prelude.

    There is no song in "New Love" that can suit his current state of mind.

    Looking back on the past, the painful lovesickness will never end, why do you still come to stir my heart

    Below, is Qian He's long paragraph of memories of the past with rich emotions (not to mention, his voice has the demeanor of a professional broadcast host.  Quite suitable for a midnight radio host.):

    Luo Qiao, I am Qian Xiaopang.

    I don't know if you remember that there is such a person as Xiaopang in this world.

    However, it doesn't matter whether you remember or not, as long as I remember you.

    The name Xiaopang has existed since I can remember.

    As much as I've always wanted to get rid of this obnoxious name, it has always been an inescapable presence in my world.

    Including my parents and relatives around me, they don't like to call me by my full name Qian He, but call me Xiaopang.

    The name Xiaopang is like some people who are born dark, and some people call him Xiaohei, because we are such a kind of characters with our own labels.

    Although they don't think this name is malicious, but in the eyes of people like us, this is an invisible malice.

    Until I met you, you added my surname in front of the name Xiaopang.

    Then you often call me Qian Xiaopang.

    Qian Xiaopang is different from other fat people, such as the fat tiger in the next class, other fat people may also be called fat tiger, but Qian Xiaopang belongs to me as a fat person.

    You said, the name Qian Xiaopang sounds very cute.

    Well, if you say cute, you are cute, even though at that time I was already a teenager whose puberty hormones were secretly growing.

    Of course I don't like the word cute to describe a teenager.

    Of course I like the name Pianpian Boy, but I know that it is impossible for a fat man like me, so I have no trouble accepting the name Qian Xiaopang.

    Another reason why I accepted this name is because, during my adolescence, I had several acnes on my face.

    The only girl around me who is willing to be close to me.??It's you, so I'm thinking, if I have to like one girl in my life, then you are the only one I like without hesitation.

    So, during the countless nights when the dopamine and hormones of adolescence are pulling the heartstrings, your shadow has always appeared in front of me with a smile.

    When I blushed and stammered in front of you, you thought it was a sign of my cowardice and low self-esteem.

    You wave your hand.

    "It's okay, Little Fatty Qian, as long as my sister is still in this school, you will be the first little fat man that my sister will cover."

    Well, as long as I can follow behind you every step of the way, looking at your often unkempt back, I am willing to do anything.

    So there was the night that changed the destiny of my life, that tragic night.

    That day was Ching Ming Festival. Before the self-study class at night, you told me very mysteriously that you would take me to a fun and exciting place at night.

    You are a female man with a halo. Although you are not a beauty in the traditional sense, there are so many boys around you. This is what makes me very distressed.

    Seeing you and those male classmates talking and laughing with you like flies every day makes me feel quite uncomfortable.

    But I have no choice, my inferiority complex makes me unable to joke with you freely, or even communicate with you freely.

    No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to squeeze into your circle.

    This time, you took the initiative to ask me out, and I was so happy that I didn't have the heart to review my homework in the evening self-study that day.

    I am looking forward to what good place you will take me to at night, the park?  Internet cafe?  seaside?

    I thought about all the places you might take me, but I didn't expect you to take me to Cuiling Cemetery.

    Although I am a boy, I have been timid since I was a child, and I am afraid of many things.

    I am afraid of cats, dogs, spiders, cockroaches, caterpillars, horror movies, and legendary ghosts and gods.

    On the night of Ching Ming Festival, it just rained during the day, and after the evening self-study, we got there after 11 o'clock in the evening.

    The night is so dark that it can be said that you can't see your fingers.

    I followed you, trembling through the woods next to the cemetery, and when I arrived at the cemetery, my whole body was already wet with dew.

    In the meantime, I fell several times in the woods because of fear, but in order to show a manly spirit in front of you, I resisted the fear in my heart and followed you closely.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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