Chapter 2

Just after the hot summer, the cool autumn wind shook down. That's how the days of high school came.

"There is no one in the seat next to you, so I will be your deskmate in the future." Before Xiao Ran could react, the boy sat in the chair next to him rudely. Xiao Ran glanced at him and ignored him and continued to read his book.

The boy turned his head and said, "My name is Lin Jimian. I just transferred to another school. What's your name?" Xiao Ran found that his bright eyes were staring at him, which suddenly made him feel uncomfortable, "Xiao Ran." After a cold answer, he ignored him. Because I don't want to get into too much trouble.

Lin Jimian raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, showing a beautiful arc. It turned out to be colder than I thought, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, I just want to see how I spent the last time of my prey this time, which seems to be boring. Who says that he has this leisure and hobby? Well, as long as his blood is sweet and delicious. The blood-eating crow can predict the time of a person's death. The unique reddish fragrance that floats and surges before death is ready to move, and this person seems to be extremely unique. How can he not get it back?

Turn around and say hello to other classmates. Lin Jimian is very confident in his handsome appearance and chic personality, and he has eaten more salt than this group of little ghosts. No one has ever seen it. As long as he uses a little trick, he can play them around. After a while, he became warm with the classmates next to him, and several female classmates also took the initiative to talk to him. When chatting vigorously, don't forget to take a look at the deskmate beside him. In addition to the exquisite outline, there are no ripples on the white face. Ha ha, it's really like a dead man. However, it will really become a dead person soon.

"Xiao Ran." Lin Jimian flashed his seductive eyes.

"What?" Xiao Ran didn't raise his head.

Borrow a pen. I forgot to bring it in a hurry today. A bright smile on his face.

Xiao Ran put down his pen and handed it to Lin Jimian.

"Do you have a pencil?" A pencil was handed over.

"Let me borrow your eraser again." Xiao Ran frowned and handed him another eraser.

"Do you have a red pen?"

"Hey, are you here to go to school?" Xiao Ran wondered if this person was a student before. He came empty-handed today.

"Of course, I came to school. I was a good student in my previous school!" Lin Jimian looked proud.

"No." Xiao Ran replied faintly and bowed his head to do his own thing.

"Well... If you don't mind, use mine." The girl behind him handed over a red pen and looked at him with some embarrassment.

"Thank you! What's your name?" Lin Jimian looked friendly.

"Liang Ziying." The girl said in a low voice, but there was a burst of cheers in her heart.