Chapter 25: If I Go Bald, Will You Still Love Me? (25)

Looking at the two ghostly figures huddled in the corner, he spoke in a trembling, tearful voice, “Yaoyao used to be so gentle with me. She would hug me every day, kiss me, and never allowed me to suffer. If anyone bullied me, she would always stand up for me. She’s never been so cold to me as she was today.”

The ghost in white rasped, “So, did she say she wanted to break up with you?”

“Of course not!” Shen Ji glanced at the socially clueless ghost in white, clutching his chest as if protecting a treasure. He boasted proudly, “I can feel it—Yaoyao still loves me. Her heart is full of me.”

He had been the one claiming Yaoyao didn’t love him, and now he was the one flaunting that her heart was all for him.

The ghost in red stammered, “Th-then how was she cold to you?”

“Starting today, Yaoyao is assigning me double math homework.”

The two female ghosts fell silent.

Shen Ji sobbed quietly, “Yaoyao would never be so cruel to me. She didn’t even kiss me when I left this morning. Maybe her love for me isn’t as strong anymore? Just thinking about it makes me feel like I could die from sadness.”

Wake up!

You’re already dead!

The two ghosts stared woodenly at the figure hanging from the rope. There were plenty of things they wanted to complain about—like why he didn’t go to his girlfriend with his feelings, but instead chose to occupy Little Red’s space and hang himself here. Did he really think that would help him see things more clearly?

Shen Ji, eyes brimming with tears, looked both pitiful and aggrieved. Yet when his gaze shifted to the two ghostly figures in the corner, his black eyes narrowed, and a dangerous smile crept up his lips. “You’re Yaoyao’s neighbors. You must know what happened yesterday while I was gone.”

How could he switch from crying like a schoolboy one moment to being so terrifying the next?

Shen Ji looked at the ghost in red. “Little Red.”

The ghost in red shook her head quickly, “I—I… I don’t know anything!”

Shen Ji turned to the ghost in white. “Little White.”

Little White shivered, water pooling ever more on the floor beneath her. She said, trembling, “Last night she came to borrow something from me. I didn’t have it, so I went elsewhere and got it for her.”

Shen Ji asked, “What was it?”

Little White replied, “Contraceptives.”

Shen Ji tilted his head in confusion. “What’s that?”

Little White blushed, covering her face. “It’s—it’s… a condom.”

Shen Ji had never heard of such a thing, but from the literal meaning, he could guess what it was for. He was stunned for a while, then asked, “Why would Yaoyao need that?”

A twisted, crawling shadow in the darkness couldn’t hold back any longer and yelled, “How can you be so stupid! She wants those for sleeping with a man! What, do you think she’s just going to use them to blow up balloons?”

Shen Ji looked down and saw the creature crawling out.

It was a bizarre being with fish scales, a pig’s tail, and sheep’s limbs. From the shape of its face, it was still vaguely recognizable as the missing Zhao Yuan. Ever since that group offered him a pile of strange organs yesterday, he’d become this grotesque creature.

Shen Ji said, “You’re saying Yaoyao wants to sleep with a man?”

Zhao Yuan nodded, “Of course! And she didn’t use it with you. Hahaha, she must have fallen for someone else—”

With a crack, Zhao Yuan’s head was crushed under the foot of the person who dropped from above.

Shen Ji withdrew his foot and walked over to Little White. There was a puddle there, and he stepped into it as if washing his shoes.

On the ground, Zhao Yuan fumbled to gather the fragments of his head and piece them back together. Little Red adjusted her own nearly detached head, feeling a sympathetic resonance.

Shen Ji declared confidently, “Yaoyao’s heart is all mine. She couldn’t possibly like anyone else.”

But then, he touched his chin and said, “Maybe I should just kill all the men in this school.”

So he actually has no confidence at all!

Little Red, timid, spoke softly, “I think… I think she’s not the type to fall for someone else.”

Shen Ji’s smile was radiant, “Of course, Yaoyao is devoted to me. I can feel it. After all, Yaoyao’s heart is right here with me!”

Little White stopped leaking water.

Little Red’s head finally fell to the floor.

Even Zhao Yuan’s hands, busy piecing his head back together, froze.

After a while, Shen Ji fell into confusion again. “But why doesn’t Yaoyao want to do anything that needs contraception with me? Yesterday, I even cleaned every seam in my bones until they were spotless.”

All the ghosts: You took her heart, and you’re still wondering why she won’t sleep with you? Are you insane!

The phone in Shen Ji’s pocket began to ring with an alarm. His expression collapsed, and he glanced lazily at the ghostly figures in the corner. “I have to go recite the multiplication table now. Watch over me while I study, and if anyone dares covet my girlfriend, twist their head off.”

He walked out of the dark, damp room.

The ghostly figures finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Little Red picked up her head, but put it on backward. She said fearfully, “He’s so scary.”

Little White gurgled water, remembering how Bai Yaoyao had insulted her for being ugly and bald. She sighed, “Anyone who can date him is even scarier.”

Elsewhere, after the third class, the classroom was abuzz.

Bu Zhongyao and Xuanyuan Mo came to thank Bai Yaoyao. Yesterday, following Bai Yaoyao’s rather unreliable instructions, they made offerings to Zhao Yuan, and to their surprise, they hadn’t had any more nightmares!

Xuanyuan Mo only coolly said thank you, but Bu Zhongyao was so moved she grabbed Bai Yaoyao’s hand and called her a true friend.

Xuanyuan Mo was already the idol among the girls, and Bu Zhongyao was quite popular among the boys. The two of them standing at Bai Yaoyao’s desk drew everyone’s attention.

Someone couldn’t help but comment, “Bai Yaoyao is really charming.”

Even the aloof campus heartthrob was orbiting around her. Not even a Mary Sue could command such universal appeal.

Lu Zhizhi, seated in the back, glanced at the group, then lowered her head to continue messaging someone.

Bai Yaoyao asked, “What about Gu Yue?”

Previously, Gu Yue insisted he was cursed and was terrified, claiming he would die on the seventh day. Tomorrow was the seventh day. The group had agreed to help him with his trouble today, but he hadn’t shown up, which was odd.

Bu Zhongyao laughed, “He said he’s found a solution and doesn’t need our help anymore. I think he was just scared by a horror movie. To build his courage, he even invited me to see a movie with him today!”