...

"that……"

The boy looked at Xiao Xiao.

"It's already this time, just sleep here."

"Do you live on campus or?"

...

“Residence in the school.”

Xiao Xiao did not hide it.

...

"Isn't that all?"

The boy was not too surprised by Xiao Xiao’s answer.

He could have guessed it.

"At this time, the doors of the dormitory are locked."

"You can't get in."

"It's better to rest with me."

"Let's go back when it's dawn tomorrow."

...

"That's it."

The boy looked up at the time and yawned a big yawn.

“It’s very late.”

"Aren't you sleepy?"

"Are you sure you want to waste like this with me?"

...

Xiao Xiao's eyebrows raised slightly.

"That's annoying."

...

"Don't bother, don't bother."

When the boy heard Xiao Xiao’s words, he felt relieved.

Finally it made sense.

He hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I will feel uneasy only after you leave, tossing and turning, and resentment..."

...

A smile flashed through Xiao Xiao's eyes.

He turned around.

...

"Click~"

The boy turned off the lights in the living room.

The darkness invisibly cooled the boy's emotions.

It also makes boys' brains clearer.

He found...

Xiao Xiao didn't seem to answer him clearly...

He reached out and knocked his head.

Yes or no……

Has he been fooled by the other party?

...

monster……

After a few seconds of stunned silence, the boy smiled bitterly and shook his head.

He walked towards his room.

Passing by Xiao Xiao’s door, the boy stopped.

In the darkness, he blurred a figure lying on the bed.

More obvious...

It's a white dumpling.

That's...

Ajiu.

...

Looking at the little white fox that was glowing in the darkness, the boy opened his mouth slightly unconsciously.

He was completely amazed.

The white fox under normal lights was already amazing enough.

I didn't expect the little white fox in the dark...

It seems to be really shining.

It's not like an ordinary creature.

But it is from the legend of the strange...

...

The boy was stunned.

For the vocabulary that came to his mind.

He was too impressed by that word...

Too.

For the first time I heard someone tell him the word "monster" seriously, saying that the sound he heard was the sound made by the monster...

It was the sound that only he heard.

He is special...

The impact he was suffered was...

To put it more exaggeratedly, it is at the level of "destroying the world".

His three views were greatly challenged.

Ahem.

He may be a bit too exaggerated.

After all, he is not a child either.

How can you rely solely on someone else's words...

It's still a stranger's words.

Just shake your own views?

Not to.

But there is no wavering.

There is still an impact.

...

I don’t know that when I see the little white fox, the word "monster" appears in my mind now...

Is it the sequelae of the impact?

Put it before...

He felt that he would not have thought of these two words.

...

But the dreamy present by the little white fox in the dark also vaguely felt a bit strange...
To be continued...