Why The Big Villain Hasn’t Run Away - Chapter 6.2
Yan Luqing’s blood didn’t flow all the time. She was a little dizzy but it didn’t delay her walking. When she got in the car, Big Black used the medicine box to simply treat the blood on Yan Luqing’s face. While dealing with it, he sighed: “You haven’t seen your cousin for a long time already. Everytime you meet her, you are not her match in fighting or cursing. In the future, it’s better…”
Yan Luqing said firmly: “No, I won this time.”
Little Black who had no insight, whispered on the side: “But you are bleeding and she is not. It’s obvious that it’s her who won…”
At this point, Gu Ci, who had been silent, suddenly said: “What did your Miss do?”
Little Black: “She made Yu Xi bald on the top of her head.”
Yan Luqing smiled: “You won’t understand even after I said it.”
How painful it is for a girl to lose such a small part of hair by the root at the top of the head, you men will never understand it.
This birthday party was originally a journey of success, fulfilling a dream Yan Luqing had when she was still a reader. But her head bump was really an accident. Although it was not a serious skin injury, the doctor said she would have to lie in bed for a few days.
After helping Gu Ci to get his phone back at the birthday party, Yan Luqing also remembered that she hadn’t touched a mobile phone at all since she had crossed through.
So the early next morning after she came home, she asked Big Black for her lifeblood.
It’s the latest black slab.
When Yan Luqing just got her hands on it, she inexplicably heard an electric current’s sound. She was startled at that time, but then she found that her fingers didn’t feel any electric shock, not even a tingling sensation, so she was relieved again.
After she turns it on, the first thing she wants to see is WeChat.
She took a glance, but did not find the familiar green logo.
There is not much application on the screen of this mobile phone. There are only two pages of screen. Yan Luqing looks at them one by one, and finally fixed her eyes at the first one in the third row——
That bright red app.
“What the f*ck!” Yan Luqing really couldn’t resist the rude words, “Little Black, why did my WeChat icon turn into this?”
Big Black was called to the Yan family for something, so Little Black, who was the second familiar with Yan Luqing, stood guard.
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Little Black quickly walked to her bed and stared wide-eyed: “Turned into what?”
Yan Luqing was stunned and raised her head abruptly: “Can’t you see that my icon is red?”
Is the WeChat in this world set in a red icon?
Yan Luqing had just made this hypothesis in her heart when Little Black beside her suddenly frowned and dialed his phone.
“Oh, hello Doctor Qu. You asked us to observe Miss Yan closely before, and today I discovered that she has new symptoms, color blindness.”
Yan Luqing: “…………”
What the hell…
She squeezed the bridge of her nose, and while Little Black was still rambling over there, Yan Luqing braced herself and clicked on the WeChat icon that was so bright red that one will have eye discomfort when looking at it.
But it turned out to be normal inside. Exactly the same as the WeChat that Yan Luqing knew.
… Does she really have a red-green colorblindness???
Yan Luqing scrolled down the dialogue list and saw the names of two acquaintances.
Jin Qi’an and Yu Xi.
She first clicked the dialog box with Jin Qi’an, and then found that the previous chat records of the two had been deleted and it was blank now.
This person’s profile picture…
Wait a minute!
This person’s profile picture, on its top, unexpectedly keeps popping out blue bubbles all the time, with a lifelike dynamic special effect.
She won’t really have hallucinations, will she?
Yan Luqing recited the core values of socialism ten times in her heart, recited the belief in science ten times silently, and finally tried to tap the bubble——
A big blue box suddenly popped up on the screen, with a line of words inside the frame:
“Why did Yu Xi ask about Gu Ci again? What’s so good about that little white face? Is this Master no better than him? Damn!”
Yan Luqing’s white eyes almost turned over.
He is so ordinary, yet so confident.