"Midnight? No way, if it's past the time for my beauty sleep, I'll age quickly, and then I won't qualify to compete with Sister Xiaoyou, Sister Zhao'er, and Sister Qian Ling to be your bride!"
Seeing the earnest expression on Lin Panxia's face, you covered your head, turned around, and walked towards the kitchen, muttering nonstop, "Amitabha tofu, Brother heard nothing, Brother heard nothing…"
And just as Lin Panxia said, there was indeed a trendy method to seek death that had been circulating on WeChat these past few days, which involved playing rock-paper-scissors in front of a mirror after eleven o'clock at night. It was said that by doing so, one could see things that are normally unseen.
Of course, under normal circumstances, very few fools would do such a dumb thing in the dead of night.
Only someone in a special state of mind would do it, and Ji Tui was one of those rare few.
"Wuu—"
A grown man was hiding in the dormitory bathroom, crying in the middle of the night.
