Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 650 [Boy Group Side Story] Reminiscing 4

Instead of the expected laughter and commotion, Zhao Zhao and Yu Xingli said in unison, "We weren't playing a trick on you."

"I/Zhaozhao is back."

Seeing Zhou Zhiyan's dazed expression, Zhao Zhao leaned closer to the screen and explained to him again the words she had used to explain to Yu Xingli and Lan Sen.

To help him see his own condition clearly, Yu Xingli was asked to perform a scene where his arm passes through his body.

After that, the two people present and the person on the phone could no longer laugh.

Zhao Zhao: "Haha, why is the air so quiet again?"

Zhou Zhiyan stared at him silently for several moments, then left with the words "Wait," and the screen went black.

At the same time, the game interface also exited, and the avatar of the internet-addicted teenager was displayed in gray. Zhao Zhao also returned the phone to Lan Sen, who had come back to find Xiang.

Lan Sen placed his hand on top of Zhou Zhiyan's head and pretended to rub it: "Zhou Zhiyan already knows?"

"Uh-huh."

His eyes curved slightly, revealing his familiar gentleness: "My house will be very lively today."

I haven't felt this happy in a long time.

Zhou Zhiyan's arrival was a natural progression, and none of them felt any surprise.

Zhou Zhiyan, who hadn't even had time to change out of his pajamas, sat with Zhao Zhao, still unable to recover from this fantastical event.

He truly never imagined he would see this little brother again.

It was three in the morning again. Zhao Zhao, the ghost, didn't need to sleep, but the other living people couldn't.

"Zhaozhao, I can't stay awake any longer, I want to sleep."

Lan Sen, Yu Xingli, Zhou Zhiyan, and Zhao Zhao were all lying on the bed together. Although it was a bit crowded, none of them wanted to leave.

"Zhaozhao, hold me while you sleep, it will make me feel safer."

Yu Xingli, still half-asleep, nestled against Zhao Zhao, creating an eerie harmony.

Lan Sen and Zhou Zhiyan also turned to face Zhao Zhao, their eyes full of tenderness and smiles: "I hope that when I wake up in the morning, I can still see you."

"I hope all of this isn't just a dream."

Zhao Zhao's heart melted completely: "Okay, go to sleep."

The three breathing sounds in the room gradually became steady. Zhao Zhao, who was wide awake, kept her eyes open until dawn. A second before the sunlight appeared, she put Yu Xingli's doll into his arms and then crawled in herself.

An empty doll is infused with a soul and becomes vivid and lifelike.

"I'm not saying this out loud, but even your fourth vampire brother's horror dolls are prettier than this Barbie doll," Su said disdainfully.

The pink Barbie doll is actually very pretty, but it might not fit boys' aesthetic preferences in a stereotypical way.

However, if Yu Xingli likes it, then Zhao Zhao likes it too.

Perhaps Lansen was being too sensitive; the instant Lansen crawled into the doll, he sat up as well, his lowered eyes showing a hint of sadness and gloom.

"What's wrong, Lan Sen?" Zhao Zhao, who had turned into a doll, stood up.

Lan Sen seemed to suddenly come to his senses and smiled, "It's nothing."

From Zhao Zhao's perspective, a giant finger descended from the sky, pulling him back from Yu Xingli's embrace.

"good."

The exquisite doll fell into Lansen's arms again, its eyes fixed on his stunningly beautiful sleeping face.

Zhao Zhao felt down when she thought about Lan Sen taking sleeping pills not long ago.

The only saving grace is that he came back.

.......

"Lansen, Xingxing, Ayan, wake up."

At 2 p.m., the three of them were still fast asleep in bed. Their phones rang several times during the night, but none of them woke them up.

Also strange.

"Get up, get up."

The doll in the pink dress bounced and jumped on the group of people for several minutes before finally waking them up.

"Ayan, your phone is ringing, answer it quickly."

"And Xingxing, and Lansen, you also have missed calls on your phones."

Zhao Zhao was like a mother who worried herself sick, waking them up one by one and then reminding them to work.

Zhou Zhiyan barely opened his eyes, glanced at Zhao Zhao and the phone, then put his left arm around Zhao Zhao and held the phone in his right hand: "Hello?"

"Ayan, did you stay up late again?" Wen Muqing's smiling voice rang out from the other end of the room, and Lan Sen and Yu Xingli finally opened their eyes.

The voice from the other end continued: "Have you forgotten that today is our team dinner day?"

Zhou Zhiyan exchanged glances with the other two, and said, "I'm sorry, I really forgot."

Yesterday's joy came so quickly that I forgot about such an important matter.

As they became busier with work, they had less and less time to get together.

So, in order to strengthen their bond, Qi Nanxing discussed with them the idea of ​​having a get-together on the fifteenth of each month.

However, when Wen Muqing made the call, four out of the six people did not answer.

He was used to Zhou Zhiyan, the internet addict, and Cheng Suian, the sleepyhead, sleeping in late, but the other two self-disciplined ones shouldn't be like that.

Wen Muqing asked curiously, "Where are Xingli and Lansen? Why aren't they answering their phones?"

"And what about Cheng Shulan? Is he still asleep?"

“Lan Sen and Yu Xingli are with me,” Zhou Zhiyan said, looking down at the honest Zhao Zhao. Just as he was about to say something, Lan Sen, who was looking down at his phone, suddenly said, “The boss said Cheng Sui’an is sick and is in the hospital now.”

"what?!"

Zhao Zhao was startled and stood up.

A worried voice came from the still-connected phone: "I remember now, Cheng Sui'an started acting strangely during the concert the day before yesterday."

Yu Xingli hurriedly got up and dressed: "Why didn't you say so sooner!"

Wen Muqing: "I didn't think that much. I thought he was still thinking about Zhaozhao..."

After all, Zhao Zhao and Cheng Suian used to be so close.

On this important day, who could resist thinking of him?

........

When Cheng Sui'an woke up, she was in the hospital, where a faint smell of disinfectant wafted in the air.

Before my groggy mind could adjust to my surroundings, I suddenly heard a series of clanging and banging sounds.

He slowly turned his head in the direction of the sound and saw a brightly dressed pink Barbie doll pouring water into a cup on the bedside table.

"......"

His eyes widened in disbelief, and his previously listless body jerked upright: "Holy crap! It's haunted!"

"anyone there?!"

Outside the door, Lan Sen and his group, fully equipped with hats and masks, were discussing precautions with the doctor.

Upon hearing the sounds coming from inside, they immediately exchanged a knowing glance.

Then Lan Sen and Zhou Zhiyan held off the doctors and nurses who were trying to open the door, while Wen Muqing and Yu Xingli carefully pushed open a crack in the door and squeezed in.

The scene inside was so funny that it made me laugh out loud.

All that could be seen was a pale-faced Cheng Sui'an, barefoot, cornered by a Barbie doll floating in the air holding a water cup, looking both disheveled and terrified.

Cheng Sui'an, weakened, went into alert mode. Seeing the two people still laughing in front of the door, she pointed at the doll in the air with annoyance: "Can't you see this thing? How can you still laugh?"

Why does it feel like the world has become a magic surreal place since I woke up?

Wen Muqing stepped forward and hugged the baby to her arms, saying to Cheng Suian, "Please sit down first. This matter is a bit complicated, I will explain it to you later."

Yu Xingli steadily helped him onto the bed. The delicate and fragile Cheng Sui'an moved towards the bedside, bending down carefully to look at the things in Wen Muqing's arms.

Damn it, he actually saw a hint of grievance in that expressionless Barbie doll.

Cheng Sui'an: ?

He looked at Yu Xingli and the other man, and seeing that neither of them seemed surprised by the situation, he suddenly realized: "Did you put some kind of smart chip in the doll and then play a trick on me?"

"No, no." Yu Xingli couldn't help but laugh, but Cheng Sui'an glared at him fiercely: "I'm sick, can't you let me rest for a while?"

"We really didn't mean to."

"Here, take a look for yourself." Wen Muqing placed the doll on Cheng Sui'an.

Zhao Zhao cooperated without moving, and only blinked slowly when Cheng Sui'an held him in his arms and brought his face close.

"Aaaaaah! He moved!"

Yu Xingli pressed down on his shoulder, and Cheng Sui'an saw that his Xingxing brother seemed to be possessed, shouting at the frantically blinking doll, "Zhaozhao, say something."

"If we don't speak up, Cheng the sloth will be scared to death."

Upon hearing this name, Cheng Sui'an's face turned pale instantly, and he frowned in displeasure.

"What nonsense are you spouting?"