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Chapter 156 Don't Work Overtime



Chapter 156 Don't Work Overtime

When Jiang Xingni woke up the next day, he went out with Song Juexiao.

There are quite a few universities nearby, and naturally, there are also many commercial streets.

Song Juexiao held Jiang Xingni's hand. Jiang Xingni was a little curious about how Song Juexiao would interact with the shop assistants without saying a word.

Most of the orders could be placed via a mobile app. Jiang Xingni and Song Juexiao sat outside the milk tea shop and each ordered an ice cream—the same one Song Juexiao had mentioned the night before, the second one half price.

The capital is located further south than Jiang Xingni's hometown, but it's not ice cream season yet.

Fortunately, the air conditioning in the mall was quite warm, and Jiang Xingni licked the ice cream on his hand with satisfaction.

"Are you going to buy anything later?" Jiang Xing asked.

She felt that all the fatigue and stress she had been feeling lately had vanished as she spent time with Song Juexiao and relaxed briefly.

This kind of plot wouldn't take up too much space in the comic, but Jiang Xingni was certain of one thing: if she were to die, what she would see in her replay wouldn't be fighting the wordless book with Song Juexiao and the others, or fighting Zhao Henshan—but rather these ordinary, everyday little things.

Song Juexiao typed a message to her: "Are you sleeping well? Do you want to buy a new blanket and pillow or something?"

Song Juexiao still remembered when she first arrived—she was much younger than Jiang Xingni is now, but after thinking for a while, she felt that no matter how old you are, the longing for home should be the same.

Jiang Xingni doesn't actually have high requirements for sleep quality. She can't understand why someone would be picky about their bed, but she doesn't have any opinion on it either.

She's not picky about where she is—Jiang Xingni can fall asleep even if she just lies down in a tree.

Moreover, Jiang Xingni's past experiences mean she has no right to criticize these things.

Having a safe and peaceful place to sleep was already a lucky thing for Jiang Xingni. In the short time after her parents died, the news that Jiang Xingni had become an orphan had already spread throughout the entire Lower City.

Most people wouldn't bully a little girl who has just started elementary school, but there are always a few who want to take advantage of her. Her parents had no other relatives, and after investigating the cause of death, the police didn't pay much attention to Jiang Xingni. As a result, young Jiang Xingni was filled with anxiety every night.

She was afraid someone would knock on the door, afraid that strangers would be hanging outside the window, and even every day when she came home from school, she was afraid that strangers would enter her house without her knowledge. Every time, she would take a kitchen knife and patrol the house to see if anyone was hiding in the corners before she could sleep peacefully.

In addition, after starting junior high school, Jiang Xingni often stayed in the school dormitory, so she no longer had the problem of being unable to sleep in a different bed.

Having not been able to relax for a while, Jiang Xingni finally found a place where she could sleep peacefully and had a rare good night's rest.

Jiang Xingni shook his head and chuckled at Song Juexiao, "No."

She stated matter-of-factly, "I've always had excellent sleep quality."

Song Juexiao blinked somewhat dejectedly, but then surprisingly became quite candid, showing Jiang Xingni her phone screen.

Actually, I wanted to spend more time with you.

"I've heard that good friends usually buy certain things when they go shopping, but if we don't have anything to buy, won't we have to go back soon?"

Jiang Xingni smiled silently.

Jiang Xingni has much more experience interacting with same-sex friends than Song Juexiao—at least she has Xu Niannian as a friend.

Even before Xu Niannian, she had many friends, but they gradually drifted apart over time and for other reasons.

"Then we can go see a movie together," Jiang Xingni said. "Or we can go back to the dorm and play games or something—do you have any favorite games?"

Song Juexiao simply stared into her eyes.

"Are there so many things to do?" she typed slowly on her phone screen and showed it to Jiang Xingni.

Jiang Xingni nodded, changed seats, and moved from sitting opposite Song Juexiao to sitting next to her.

The two girls huddled together: "Want to watch a movie together?"

Jiang Xingni started browsing through the latest movies, preparing to watch them with Song Juexiao.

Then, a mysterious premonition made Jiang Xingni turn his head.

Song Juexiao looked in the direction Jiang Xingni was staring at, puzzled. "What's wrong?"

She was typing on the screen, but Jiang Xingni didn't turn around to look at her. He just looked thoughtfully at a girl next to the milk tea shop counter.

She looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a white dress with sleeves that covered her wrists, but Jiang Xingni still keenly sensed that something was wrong.

Jiang Xing glanced at the area concealed by the cuff and saw a wristband.

She squinted, examining it closely, and then asked Song Juexiao, "What's that on her wrist?"

Song Juexiao's gaze finally found its focus, and she looked around for a while—after all, she had lived in the capital for so long, and her understanding of the surrounding area was much better than Jiang Xingni's.

"Those are hospital wristbands from a nearby hospital," Song Juexiao typed, explaining. "Everyone in the hospital has one. Our movie...?"

Song Juexiao didn't care too much. After all, there was a hospital nearby, and occasionally some patients with minor illnesses would come out and eat something in the vicinity—if they weren't told by the doctor to avoid certain foods.

But Jiang Xingni noticed her not just because of the wristband on her wrist.

To be more precise, in Jiang Xingni's vision, a wisp of thread floated hazily, just enough to bind Jiang Xingni and her together.

Just like the bracelet on the robber's body, the colors bound the bracelet to Xiao Jiming.

Jiang Xingni's initial excitement at seemingly being excluded from the next main storyline quickly subsided.

Besides that one thread, another thread was also drifting, starting from the little girl and extending into the distance.

It seems that he has indeed left the main cast, but this time the news seems to be even worse.

—She got separated from the main characters.

In other words, in the next instance, she will not only miss out on the main characters' screen time, but she will also miss out on her own rest time.

"Mommy, can I have ice cream?" The little girl's voice was still childlike as she nervously asked her mother.

Her mother shook her head: "Have you forgotten? Your illness..."

As she said this, the little girl was pulled away by her mother.

Jiang Xingni also came to her senses and saw Song Juexiao's deep gaze.

She refocused on her film with Song Juexiao.

The two of them, without prior agreement, immediately ruled out horror movies.

—Even everyday life is a horror movie, who wants to work overtime in the movie theater!


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