Towada Shrine's water divination is very famous, and Mu Xi was so excited to see Momoi throwing the paper that means wishes will come true, but Mu Xi didn't want to try again——

After all, since she was a child, she had heard her grandmother say that "life counts and becomes thinner", so being able to draw a lottery is already the limit.

Moreover, the signature was still "fierce", which made her even more sure that her grandmother was right.

"Hey, is there such a saying in Huaguo?"

"There are other stories. For example, you don't have to be afraid when you are walking alone at night, but if someone calls you from behind, you can't turn back no matter whether it is a familiar voice or not."

"Why?"

"Because there are lonely ghosts on the road at night, you are a stranger."

In the hotel room at night, listening to Mu Xi talking about the ghost traditions of other countries in a somewhat ethereal voice, Shanjia Meihua couldn't hold back and hugged Momoi Wuyue and shivered: "Then, why is it a stranger?"

"So there are three lamps on the top of your head and on the sides of your shoulders to prevent you from being taken away by ghosts. If someone calls you, and then you breathe on one side and exhale, then this lamp will go out."

Hearing Shanjia Meihua's trembling screams, Mu Xi blinked, and his voice became softer: "There is a voice from the left, you go left, exhale and blow out the lamp on the left, and then someone on the right calls you, you——”

"Hey, Shanjia."

A faint voice came from the side, and at the same time, the light that was originally on was turned off with a snap.

Hearing Shanjia Meihua screaming and rolling and crawling to the other side, Mu Xi couldn't help shaking, and then pressed his ear with his hands.

"Let's go, let's go, don't be scary."

"Whoa, you bastards!"

Seeing the lights turned on again, Mu Xi also heaved a sigh of relief, wiped off the cold sweat from his palms without leaving any traces, and held his chin with a serious expression: "Actually, the meaning of this story is, remember safety precautions, and don't trust others when you walk on the road at night."Call your voice, don't look back, you have to run quickly."

"Then why do you still make up ghost stories based on safety precautions!"

"Who will listen to serious safety precautions? Of course, ghost stories are more believable."

Momoi Wuyue couldn't hold back and complained about it, she might not remember normal safety precautions, but this kind of ghost story might be remembered for a lifetime, and she never looked back after walking at night: "But the ghost story ends in the end.I really didn’t expect it to end like this.”

"There are still many ghost stories with Chinese characteristics, do you want to hear them?"

"want!"

"I still have to listen, don't talk about it!"

Seeing the teacher who was almost stuck in the door, all the girls present turned to their class teacher. After a long time, Mu Xi nodded understandingly: "Actually, the teacher can come in if he wants to hear ghost stories, I don't mind."

You don't need to stand at the door, don't you feel that you can't hear anything clearly?

The head teacher turned off the lights, and the girls all sighed and lay on the bed. Shanjia Meihua shuddered again: "Why do I feel that someone is looking at me? Do you see that there is still a red light on my head!"

"Oh, that's the red dot on the smoke alarm."

"I still feel like someone is calling me..."

"I'm calling you, Shanjia, you're covering my quilt!"

Listening silently to the end of the final torment, Mu Xi suddenly couldn't hold back a soft laugh.

I don't know if it's because she doesn't laugh often, or maybe it's because laughter is contagious, and there are all kinds of the same chuckles from the surrounding beds.

School trips always pass quickly, and they have to take the Shinkansen home the next day.

After breakfast in the morning, Mu Xi saw that it was still early, so he simply went for a walk in the small park near the hotel.

The autumn colors in her eyes are so gorgeous that she wonders if she has really experienced autumn.

Probably it has something to do with her impression that spring and autumn are very short, otherwise the school would not have specially arranged the school trip here, so that they can have a good look at the red leaves.

"The time is coming soon, why don't you go back?"

"Well, I'll be right back."

After taking the last photo, he turned his head and saw Mu Xi, a young man standing there loosely, stuffing the phone into his hand and beckoning, "Please do me a favor."

"You really..."

"Um?"

An attitude that was too calm made people unable to refuse, so I took a random photo of Mu Xi with her mobile phone, and it seemed that she must be sending it to her mother again. Qingfeng Dahui clicked in disgust: "I think you seem to beHave a good time?"

"Aren't you happy on this school trip, Aomine-kun?"

"Uh..." No, it's not that I'm really unhappy, but Momoi Wuyue didn't reply to him a single message, and the fact that he couldn't find anyone made him really depressed: "It's okay..."

He said it was okay, but Qingfeng Dahui had a completely "yes, very upset" look on his face, which made Mu Xi nod his chin.

She was quite happy, except that she woke up this morning and found that her left and right arms were pillowed by others, and that Momoi Wuyue rubbed directly into her arms at some point, causing her hands to be numb all morning.good.

"I can only say that you are really welcome."

"Mr. Qingfeng is envious, the feeling of being surrounded by girls."

"Who would envy such a thing."

You are obviously envious?

However, finding out that I am not as attractive to girls as another girl is probably more painful than losing to the same sex.

Mu Xi nodded understandingly, and just as he was about to leave, he heard Qingfeng's deeper voice: "Your legs..."

"Huh? Well, the legs are completely fine."

Subconsciously glanced at his left leg, Mu Xi shook it casually, and then raised his head after reconfirming that his knee was fine: "It's okay to ride a bicycle, you won't use your knee too much, so..."

"Have you ever regretted it?"

When Mu Xi suddenly heard this sentence, she paused slightly, stuffed the phone into her pocket, raised her head, looked at the refreshing blue sky, and let out a soft breath: "How should I put it, compared to regret, I find that Qingfeng-kun seems to be fine all the time.Just called me by my name."

"Is this important?"

"Well, it's not that important."

It's just that Mu Xi didn't want to talk about regretting this kind of thing, but seeing Qingfeng Dahui's eyes seem to be out of focus, he struggled for a while, and finally nodded with a little difficulty: "It's still a pity."

"Is it……"

"Yeah, so Aomine-kun asked me about this——"

"Slightly relieved."

What does relieved mean?

Mu Xi frowned when he heard his short but sincere laughter, and felt a flick on his forehead in the next second: "I thought you really didn't care about anything."

"You will be beaten for this kind of action."

"Well, you can definitely hit me by jumping up."

Seeing Mu Xi grinding her teeth with a chuckle, Qingfeng Dahui turned his hand to the side, and helped her remove the red leaves stuck in her hair from her head at some point: "Not bad..."

"It will be very annoying if you don't change the way you speak in the future."

"It's okay again."

Anyway, she won't care, and besides, not everyone will be treated like this by him, it doesn't matter.

The departure time of the two schools was obviously deliberately staggered, at least when Mu Xi was at the station, he didn't see the students of Yin Koma High School.

While sitting on the Shinkansen with drooping eyelids, Mu Xi suddenly woke up when he heard the voice of the class teacher, and wailed with everyone sincerely at the moment when he confirmed that "although there is no homework on Monday, but I need to make a travel note".

Teachers all over the world are virtuous, and she must not think that the Chinese teacher will not arrange travel notes after going out just because school is over at three o'clock in the afternoon.

"I'm already very tolerant. I didn't leave homework for you, but just left travel notes."

"Every teacher said that only a little homework is left, and the total amount is the scariest."

Unable to hold back, he murmured in a low voice, but Mu Xi never expected to be named like this: "What did classmate Mu say just now?"

"I said no, no, sorry, if there is no problem, I can write and submit it!"

Hearing that his students were so flustered that they didn't even switch languages, the homeroom teacher couldn't help laughing, and let his poor foreign students go back to their seats.

Seeing that the teacher finally left Mu Xi, he relaxed, and leaned on the shoulder of Momoi Wuyue who was smiling sullenly, complaining: "Why is Teacher Yutian like this?"

"Oh, don't pay attention to these details."

Smiling and patted her friend's shoulder, Momoi Wuyue was very calm: "It's fine if Ah Xie wants to sleep, just lean on me, and I'll wake you up when it's done."

"Okay, trouble May."

Leaning on Momoi Wuyue calmly and closing her eyes, Mu Xi suddenly bounced up the next second, took off her Teiko school uniform jacket and covered her body before falling asleep.

Feeling the weight on her shoulders, Momoi Mayzuki supported her head and looked out of the car window, and suddenly felt that such days would not be too long.

But no matter what, the relationship between her and Mu Xi will not change, which is also very good.

After the school trip, there were no extra activities in the school, which made Ms. Mu Zhao and other parents very satisfied, but also made the students sigh softly.

It's just that the school simply doesn't have relatively large-scale activities, and there are still small activities among the student clubs——

"So, when I thought about hanging the painting of Mu Sang on the bulletin board, I felt that everyone had to get a Sancheck when they entered the door, and even if they succeeded, they would have to drop some san."

The president of the art club looked tremblingly at the man who surpassed Picasso and stepped on Malevich, as if he wanted to summon evil.Looking at the painting of God, Mu Xi covered his chest with an innocent expression on his face: "Let it go! Since Mu Sang dares to paint, I dare to let it go! If I can really become Diguang incredible, then my life will be worth it."

"President, don't give up! But if you really want to say it, it's not bad to be able to practice like this for more than half a year."

The next president held his chest at the same time, and said to Mu Xi that for the umpteenth time, she is fortunate that she will graduate next year and not have to come to the art club again: "But the president, don't you use the bulletin board?"

"Let go! You must let me go, I want everyone to feel my pain!"

Then you are really unusual.

Staring at his various distorted geometry, Mu Xi really thought it was quite beautiful——

Good-looking is good-looking. If you get used to it, the color matching is really good. Even Ms. Mu Zhao, a professional in the fashion industry, agrees.

Hearing that everyone accepted the proposal "happily", Mu Xi packed his schoolbag and walked to the shoe cabinet, and said hello to Momoi Wuyue who just finished training in the basketball club: "Mayue, you tooit's over?"

"Yeah, I heard that Ah Xi's paintings will be exhibited next, I'm looking forward to it."

"You'd better not expect it."

Midorima Shintaro took out his shoes from the shoe cabinet, glanced at Mu Xi who had a subtle expression and sighed: "I went to the Towada Art Museum, and she has evolved a lot. You don't know that the president of her art club......"

"Eh? Is Xiaomu good at painting?"

"To be precise, it is powerful in a certain sense."

Seeing that Atsushi Murasakihara seemed very interested, Shintaro Midorima pushed his glasses, but did not pierce the last layer of window paper: "Okay, are you going?"

"Wait a minute, I have a little situation here to deal with."

Momoi Wuyue, who had changed her shoes, heard that Mu Xi's tone was not quite right, and just about to ask about "something" when she leaned over, she saw an envelope in the shoe cabinet.

Pink, love stickers, for Musang.

Momoi Wuzuki screamed, hugged her friend tightly and stared at the letter, and lowered her voice after accidentally attracting the attention of the people around her, feeling as if she was dreaming.

"Axi, you have received a love letter!!"

The author has something to say: Mu Xiaoxi: I didn't want to summon the evil god, I was just gifted;

President of the Art Club: Sister, accept your supernatural powers "Kneel down, thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!