Chapter 2, Junior Sister (II)

Sheng Junshu looked at the face before him; his junior sister, whom he had not seen for a thousand years, was now lying in his car. In his heart, there was only a sense of detached calmness.

Kumamoto Bear slowly removed its headpiece. Beneath the enormous headpiece was a palm-sized, porcelain-white face, with damp strands of hair sticking to the ears

Sheng Junshu gazed at her

The Yaoshan Sect has previously eliminated countless demons, and there have been too many vengeful spirits that have perished under the swords of my master’s sect. Now, she has lost her Yang Yan body

This is a peculiar individual ... When she was looking for part-time work, the bosses along this street all interviewed her, suspecting that there was something wrong with her mind: she frequently skipped classes to work, appeared quite dull, did not respond when spoken to, ignored others, and lacked any vitality

She was too quiet, opening her eyes without a sound, her gaze appearing lifeless.

What are these ghosts always pestering Second Sister for?

... ...

Where are we often going? Zhang Sen's face turned pale, he pulled the car door for a long time, but it was locked and wouldn't open. Turning back, he caught a glimpse of Sheng Junshu sitting calmly in the light and shadow like a clock

The overweight man walked out of the workshop with his hands behind his back, following the girl

She unfastened the straps, her arms reaching behind her to pull the zipper of her garment, only to come into contact with a pair of slightly cold hands. She suddenly froze

... ...

Sheng Junshu paused slightly while adjusting the rearview mirror, then glanced out again: "I am looking for Hengnan at level 16."

Zhang Sen closed his eyes and pinched his thigh. He had never experienced such embarrassment before

His index finger was suddenly grasped by a cold hand; it turned out that the girl had reached behind her back to stop his movement

*

Sheng Junshu has always been a neat freak, yet at this moment, immersed in it, he seems to feel nothing. He briskly brushes aside the girl's hair, dampened by sweat, pinches Hengnan's chin, and carefully inspects her from top to bottom with lowered eyes, appearing somewhat puzzled: "Don't you know why she is afraid to take a shower?"

With her elbow resting on the car window, she casually struck up a conversation: "Boss, nice car you have here"

The voice was low and hurried, as if it had been squeezed out all at once

The car window slowly descended, revealing behind the one-way coated glass a cascade of neatly arranged black hair, a pair of precious yet aloof eyes, with deep black pupils, prominent brow bones, a defined nose, and thin lips... appealing.

In the eyes of many, this is a good hand that has been played poorly

She spoke the truth. With the body of the sun's heat, she is impervious to all spirits; just a touch of light allows her to enjoy a relaxation she has not felt in a long time. The accumulated fatigue washed over her, and she even leaned against the passenger seat and fell asleep for a moment.

A pair of eyes as dark as ink, resembling the popular Japanese gothic dolls from the millennium era

Ding dong

Sheng Junshu searched around and, with a movement of his posture, thought of something: "What day of the week is it today?"

Hengnan prefers regular customers, as they understand how to read the menu themselves. What she fears most is when new customers ask too many questions. Even more daunting is the awkward silence when both she and the customer are waiting for the other to speak

Fortunately, he found her and protected her, fulfilling half of his responsibilities as both her senior and fiancé

Hengnan is shy around strangers, but fortunately, the cash register computer is set very high, with bottles and jars filling the space, obscuring half of her face.

No one is on the road anymore, the Kumamon mascot outside the shop slowly turns around, bends down, opens the door, and slips into the store, carefully stepping over the long mop that is moving on the ground

The ceiling without a drop ceiling is filled with menacing pipes, the only light bulb is broken, and only the exhaust fan high above is turning, emitting a faint, stinging white light

The bald man in his forties is the owner of the coffee shop, with several layers of flesh piled up beneath his chin, and a pair of downward-looking eyes gazing at the faintly visible clasp of a black bra peeking out from behind the shirt.

The business of the coffee shop is concentrated between 7 and 8 in the morning. Teachers heading to work and students clocking in flood into the campus during this period. After 9 o'clock, the coffee shop is almost deserted

Sheng Junshu said: "I threw it away"

It was that girl who, feeling the heat from the engine under the hood, turned pale and rushed into the boy's arms, exclaiming, "Ah, it's so hot!"

The younger sister who was mopping the floor straightened up, playfully gave it a slap on the backside, and the bear, moving slowly, covered its rear while comically jogging a few steps before squeezing into the cramped workspace

Sheng Junshu did not have time to think too much, because Hengnan had woken up

It is a pity that I will be leaving soon

The overweight man, seeing that Hengnan was unable to respond for a while, pushed the girl aside, stood behind the counter, and warmly pinched the menu before handing it over, "Is this your first time here? You can try our new products."

Wednesday

Hengnan raised his face, slowly lowered his eyes, and hoarsely said: "Very good"

The crisp sound of the welcoming bell rang out as a guest entered, prompting him to release his grip. Hengnan immediately withdrew his fingertips and stood with his head down behind the counter

At this moment, the man no longer looked at him with that intimidating gaze; he merely glanced at the silent figure of Heng Nan washing cups by the edge of the pool and said casually, "No, I am picking up my wife from work"

His voice was deep, and their faces were pressed very close together, allowing one to sense the subtle tremor in the air

The Vanquish gradually tilted backward and smoothly drove forward onto the right path

The man's gaze wandered over the menu, then turned to him, and after a moment, he finally spoke: "Alright."

Zhang Sendun paused for a moment and hurriedly stuffed the prayer beads into the drawer. With both arms propped on the front seat, he looked somewhat anxiously at Heng Nan, who was sleeping against the passenger seat.

Sheng Junshu glanced at the flowers in her hand, seemingly puzzled

At this moment, the pungent smell was even more overwhelming, striking directly at the lungs. Zhang Sen covered his nose, and his voice came out muffled from beneath his palm: "You say she has been reduced to this state, how could that big pig's trotter still be able to take action?"

The overweight man swallowed hard. His tone was very calm, and his expression was quite composed, yet for some reason, it sent a chill down one's spine.

... is a solar body

Oh, water is the spirit, the spiritual medium!" Zhang Sen ran his fingers through his hair, "What kind of sin has the second sister committed?"

The girl turned around, walked outside on her own, took down the green apron from the hook, and skillfully hung it around her slender neck as she walked towards the counter

The expression on Yaoji's face changed: "I do not recognize ... ..."

Moving from the coffee shop to the cramped space of the car, what was once not very noticeable became impossible to ignore. Heng Nan's face and body were mixed with sweat, and a strong, putrid odor lingered in the air. His hair, sweat, and wounds blended together on his face, and he wanted to brush aside his second sister's hair, but after a long time, he couldn't find a place to start.

On the other end of the phone, Xiao Zilie was like a firecracker doused with water, suddenly left with only a disordered breath, obediently hanging up the call

The doll's clothing slid down from both sides. In the height of summer, the girl still wore a light apricot-colored cotton-linen long shirt and long pants, which were now soaked with sweat, clinging to her body and faintly outlining a curved waistline

He reached back to pat the back of the seat with some irritation. Sheng Junshu glanced over, saw his lips forming the words "be more reserved," and quickly turned back.

Underneath the girls' dormitory, four or five pairs of young couples are embracing each other, nibbling on duck necks as they murmur sweet nothings, reluctant to part. Even more audaciously, one couple kisses deeply, lifting the petite girlfriend and with a soft thud, she sits on the hood of a Vanquish.

Falling asleep in a stranger's car indicates a lack of safety awareness

Zhang Sen sighed, wondering how it was that Hengnan, who was exceptionally gifted in his previous life, could be so unfortunate in this life, having only returned to his original self without being reborn, yet still struggling so badly in this existence

She was somewhat taken aback. It was not because of the attire, but rather because she felt a wave of almost searing warmth enveloping her completely.

Hengnan pushed with his cool fingers, rolling the Buddhist beads back to him in a straight line.

... ...

Zhang Sen withdrew his hand with great difficulty, feeling as if he were sitting on pins and needles

The Qinghe Finance College before us is a local vocational college located in a remote area, and both in terms of teaching conditions and student performance, it appears to be somewhat unorthodox

Thinking this way, it feels rather dull, mechanically repeating: "What would you like to order?"

Sheng Junshu fell silent for a moment: "Then, marry me."

Indeed, if it weren't for the boss's good looks...

The fat man's expression stiffened

That hand, with its greenish-blue veins and sinewy strength, gently tugged at the back of the long gown, pulling it intermittently and lightly

Not present

Zhang Sen certainly did not know what Sheng Junshu was thinking

Those hands had already dragged the zipper down with a "zila" sound. A smooth voice from behind the man said: "Look, you could have said something if you needed help. It's just a simple task."

As expected, Fatty Jiang took Hengnan's hand again, saying he would read her palm. The girl's fingers were slender and soft. Fatty Jiang held her fingers and turned the Buddhist beads on his wrist, saying: "These were obtained from the temple last week, genuine small-leaf red sandalwood"

Sadly, he could not even recall certain details, such as whether there was a beauty mark at the corner of her eye, or whether her lips were the pale, diamond-shaped ones of a girl before applying makeup. This was because he had never taken the time to carefully observe her face

Hengnan is located within this school

What happened, Second Sister?

On the way back, Zhang Sen moved from the front passenger seat to the back row, holding a brand new string of prayer beads that hung down, with the tassel swaying.

"Hot bar, Xiao Heng? I told you to give you double the salary, but you just wouldn't agree."

Zhang Sen: "Boss, she is making sexual innuendos towards you."

Sheng Junshu rolled up his sleeves and glanced at his watch. It was 6:30, and if he didn't leave soon, he would be caught in the morning rush hour

The shop had no customers, and the coffee machine buzzed softly. During the wait, the stout man wiped the sweat from his forehead and, with a trembling smile, said: "At work, and by the way, having coffee?"

Zhang Sen saw a girl with a purple afro standing in place, angrily gesturing with her middle finger at them through the rear window: "What are you looking for that ghostly girl for!"

He is recognizing people

Zhang Sen holds a file bag that records a life resembling a parabolic trajectory: a student from a poor background, he was specially recruited to Qinghe City No. 1 Middle School with the top score in junior high, and was granted a recommendation to the high school division. Over the course of three years, he took on the role of the female lead in ballet performances, was the class flower, and held the title of ballet goddess without number.

Hengnan lowered his head and glanced, his long and thick eyelashes hanging down, showing no reaction

Taking advantage of the cover of the computer, she slightly raised her eyes and saw the shiny metal belt buckle on the man's dress pants. Under the dark suit jacket draped over his arm, a valuable wristwatch was visible.

Hengnan was looking at him with a pair of pitch-black eyes, her gaze so still that it seemed almost dazed, leading one to suspect that she had not fully woken up at all

Zhang Sen

The light at the entrance gradually fell on her face, starting from her chin, slowly outlining a beautiful visage that lacked color.

"This prayer bead is too small for me, it suits you better, give it a try," the chubby man said as he rolled the string of prayer beads from his wrist to her wrist, casually brushing against her hand, which was as smooth as snow satin.

You have only known each other for one day

Bang bang bang

A hand reached down, inadvertently grasping the girl's icy wrist. Unsurprisingly, her current physique is of a very yin nature, making her particularly susceptible to malevolent forces. ... Any contact with yang energy would be beneficial for her, no wonder that even when men take advantage of her...

The café is a mini shop, accommodating only four or five plastic tables. The workspace is also small, merely crammed with a long bench, opposite which is a metal cabinet for employees to store their personal belongings

*

Zhang Sen wanted to defend himself, but Sheng Junshu had already taken the opportunity to speak: "What do you think of me?"

The temperature of the air conditioning in the car is extremely low, but Sheng Junshu's pure Yang body is not afraid of it. Zhang Sen has long been shivering and has put on his coat.

"Indeed, it is truly small-leaf red sandalwood." Zhang Sen turned the prayer beads, laughing so hard that he almost choked. "Apologize, look at him, he was so frightened that he almost knelt down to call the second sister 'Auntie', truly impressive."

Even at this very moment, Sheng Jun leaned forward, one hand gripping her chin while the other held her wrist, a rather unusual posture.

The little chick picked up a branch of oleander that had fallen on the front hood: "Your driving skills are quite good."

Sleep is also peaceful

Unfortunately, starting from the second year of high school, my grades plummeted, leading to truancy, early departures, and warnings, and after three admissions and discharges from a psychiatric hospital, I barely managed to enter this college before me

If she has a boyfriend, he still needs to come up with a reason to separate the inseparable couple and take the woman back alone. While searching, he contemplates this troublesome reason

But he said to use it if it's available, being so beautiful, it would be a waste not to use it

In this class on Marxist Philosophy, she skipped class to work. Sheng Junshu replied nonchalantly.

The guest remained silent, and she could keenly sense two gazes quietly resting on her face

Thank you. His eyelids slightly lowered, and the car window slowly rose, reflecting the astonished face of the one.

Those that clung to her, pressed upon her shoulders, breathed icy air against the back of her neck, and incessantly whispered in her ear, suddenly screamed and fled in all directions in this heat wave, like bats startled by a spark, flying away in a flurry.

Within a glass door, the dormitory supervisor, wearing glasses, reads the newspaper, engrossed in her own world

There are spiritual mediums, and vengeful spirits can attach themselves, move, and manifest. It is no wonder that water ghosts and bathrooms are often themes in horror novels. Previously, Hengnan, as an ordinary person, must have endured great suffering.

The young man, accustomed to a life of luxury, did not speak. Heng Nan suddenly noticed that the flames of the sun were burning even more fiercely on his shoulders. If she looked up, she would meet the gaze of the newcomer, but she lowered her head instead

Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of the girls' dormitory building number 4

This girl was sweating profusely, yet her hands were as cold as ice. However, it was quite comfortable for him to let her hold on quietly like this, so he just went along with her and did not move.

She is a girl from the countryside, with two patches of frostbite red on her face, unlike Hengnan, who is tall and fair. She knows that Hengnan is in the store, and the boss will surely stick to Hengnan like a piece of toffee.

This question is very simple for Sheng Junshu

Previously, that purple-haired girl called Hengnan "ghost sister". Zhang Sen was still a bit puzzled, but upon seeing the people from Hengnan, everything became clear to him

Sheng Junshu leaned back in the chair, his thumb unconsciously rubbing his lower lip, his gaze drifting over pairs of young couples resembling twisted sugar candies

She fears eye contact

The second sister still had the same appearance, but her face was pale as if coated with a thick layer of powder, and the area around her eyes was faintly dark blue. Her large and beautiful pair of eyes were black and lifeless, which gave her fair skin and floral beauty an oddly eerie quality.

In the lower right corner of the cash register computer screen, there was an old price tag sticker, with its corners frayed and lifting up. Her fingertips uncontrollably kept picking at the lifted corner, "May I ask what you would like to order?"

The younger sister mopping the floor quietly raised her eyes to peek.

This is the strongest solar body she has seen from childhood to adulthood

The little chicken noticed his lack of response and felt a bit awkward: "... ... Who are you looking for?"

She felt as if she were wet clothes exposed to the sunlight, slowly draining away the moisture, light enough to be lifted by the wind

Sheng Junshu opened the notes app on her phone. She precisely extracted a page of the class schedule from the dense routine and stared at it for a moment: "She is not here"