Chapter 7, the laughter of hallucinations

It is easy for the heart, bright and pure under the sunlight, to feel as if it has been doused with a bucket of cold water, sending chills through the very bones

As we both held a variety of high-quality clothing, bags, and accessories in our hands, Ding Ling's gaze became increasingly peculiar

A woman's laughter, very low, very delicate, and also very ... ... cold ... ...

Am I abnormal? I laugh exaggeratedly: Is it really normal for me to stay at home every day and surf the internet?

"Jiao'er, what is wrong with you?" Ding Ling asked me, "Is there a problem with He Yan and Yi Ning?"

Ding Ling looked at me in confusion and said, "No, our laughter is neither low nor thin, and it is not cold..."

Ding Ling gazed at the credit card, then looked at the large and small bags in the hands of the two, and sighed: "I believe... I believe that you are truly the good fortune brought from a previous life, which is why you encountered Yan Yining"

I am dizzy; it seems I truly must put an end to my days of indulgence online, where I have been living in a dreamlike state. It would be wise to write less of those time-travel and classical novels, as it is possible that overthinking has led me to dream of such ancient-dressed women.

I was taken aback for a moment, pointing at my own nose and saying: "Do I look like someone who has just experienced a breakup?"

I can no longer smile; when I listen closely, apart from the hustle and bustle of people coming and going on the street, I can hear nothing else

What happened

Ding Ling noticed that my expression was unusual, quickly reining in her joke, and approached me to ask.

Change into a refreshing set of casual clothes, take out the credit card that Yan Yining gave me, and invite a local friend and former classmate, Ding Ling, to have a meal at a lively restaurant, then have her accompany me for shopping

I chuckled dismissively and said, "Why don't you say that it is my natural beauty, exquisite charm, and exceptional intelligence that make him unwilling to let go?"

Ding Ling actually nodded seriously and said: "We have long been accustomed to only being able to find you online! It's as if we are living in a virtual world, and I don't know how Yan Yining can stand you!"

I hesitated to ask her: "Did you hear any sound?"

She shivered for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "You wouldn't be hearing things from staying up too late every day, would you?"

Delicate and fragile, akin to the graceful and gentle demeanor of noble ladies in ancient times, who smiled without revealing their teeth

She and I were classmates in middle school, and we also studied in the same city during university. She has long been a close friend with whom I share everything, and our conversations are straightforward and quite candid

I find it difficult to describe the laughter that is both soft and laced with a chilling fear; I can only feel a slight tremor in my fingertips, and I must grip tightly to hold onto the shopping bag in my hand

I shook my head, tossed that damned classical beauty aside, waved the credit card in my hand, and laughed, "There should be over a hundred thousand in this card, all of it squandered by An Ning. Do you think we will have any problems?"

Ding Ling dropped the pile of paper in her hand, bent over towards the side of the trash can, and pretended to vomit, laughing as she said: "Jiao'er, I have truly... truly never seen anyone as shameless as you!"

On Ding Ling's round face, her brown eyes were wide open: "Apart from Yan Yining, I cannot think of any reason for your abnormal behavior"

"What sound?" Ding Ling looked around at the bustling traffic in front of her, then turned to look at me.

At the moment when Zhengjue felt a great sense of openness and joy, I suddenly heard another kind of laughter

It is said that I have been deeply enamored with those classical beauties, draped in flowing garments and exuding an ethereal elegance, since my childhood, yet I never imagined that they would also become my nightmares

Hehe ... ... Hehe ... ...

I looked at her comical appearance, laughing so hard that the corners of my mouth twitched, and despite the glances from passersby, I did not take it to heart