Chapter 139

"Oh, I'm so tired! I thought I couldn't meet anyone along the way. It turned out that some of them came on foot like me. Hahaha, I'm so lucky! " After the ponytail girl caught up with me, she fanned herself with her hand and talked endlessly.

"Are you at the readers' meeting, too?" I looked at the girl, not particularly beautiful, but very young and energetic.

"Yes. My name is Qingge The girl asked me with a smile, "what's your name?"

"My name is spoon!" I said my name in the reader group, the name of spoon is my random.

"You are the spoon!" The girl looked at me in surprise and then laughed, "I always thought the spoon was a boy!"

"Ha ha, there's not much difference between men and women." I look at Qingge and think it's nice to be accompanied, at least not tired because it's boring.

After walking for a while, we heard the sound of the flute behind us. So we leaned to the side of the road, and a taxi drove by.

But not far away, the car stopped, only to see a boy poke his head out from the inside, loudly asked us: "is it to participate in the reader's meeting?"

"Yes, yes! handsome guy! Give us a ride! " Before I spoke, Qingge waved to the boy with a smile.

"Come up!" The boy waved to us, so Qingge took me and ran over.

"Thank you." Qingge and I were sitting in the back seat. The boy looked back at us. When his eyes fell on me, I quickly said thanks.

"My name is Bai Shou." The boy introduced himself.

"My name is Qingge." Qingge is a warm and familiar girl. She has no barrier and shyness to communicate with strangers.

"My name is spoon." I also introduced myself.

Like Qingge's reaction, the boy who called Baishou stared at me for a long time, then laughed, "I always thought the spoon was a boy!"

Qingge is laughing happily, but my heart is a little embarrassed at this time! How much do I look like a boy? Although I write about the man in the data, can I believe the gender in the data in the Internet age? How many cute girls are pretending to be men online!

"Are you all local?" Bai Shou asked us.

"I'm not." Qingge shook his head, "I just came here to travel. I didn't expect that I was so lucky to be selected to participate in this readers' meeting."

"I'm local." In front of Qingge, I always seem so calm!

"What a coincidence! I'm local, too! " The white head said, the eyes then don't have deep meaning to look at me one eye.

I pretended to see nothing and turned to look out the window.

Although it seems that the atmosphere is very harmonious now, I know that although these readers around me like the author of "Miss Zuo", what they support is not Zuo Xintong, but the fake. From a certain point of view, we are antagonistic, so I am lurking inside the enemy. So I have to be very careful not to let people see any flaws.

"Spoon. You are very active in the group. How do you feel that you are not very talkative in your life? " Qingge stares at me curiously, which makes me uncomfortable.

"I'm a rather homely person, and I can communicate very smoothly on the Internet, but I'm not used to it in my life..." I explained with Qingge with a smile.

"Well, yes, there are a lot of them now." Qingge said, then patted me on the shoulder and said, "it's OK, if you don't adapt, just follow me. I'm a self-made person. I can talk with anyone."

"Well... Good." I nodded to Qingge with a smile, but found that Baishou was still looking at me.

The white head looked at me strangely, which made me feel uncomfortable. Of course, I would never think that he would stare at me blatantly because he thought I was beautiful.

"Why do you like supernatural novels?" The white head asked suddenly.

"Because of the excitement!" Qingge did not want to answer, "I like exciting things since I was a child."

"And you?" White head stares at me to ask.

The way he stares at me always makes me feel a little uneasy. Although I'm not a thoughtful pretty girl, I have to think more about why he asked this question, and it seems that this question is aimed at me.

There's an idea that comes out of my head all of a sudden.

The network is illusory, everyone in addition to top a net name in the above chat, no one knows who.

Then the fake who said that he was "Miss Zuo" may not be a real "Miss Zuo", or he may be a man.

Think of this, my heart suddenly surprised, looking at the white head's eyes have become different.

White head seems to see that I look at his eyes with a bit of hostility, look a meal, showing a puzzled look.

"Maybe I've had some unusual experiences, so I like it." I opened my mouth lightly, glanced at the white head, then turned my eyes to the window.

"It feels like you're hostile to me." White head suddenly said to me with a smile.

"No I said to him faintly, "don't you just say that? The reason why I like supernatural is that I have similar experience. You see, it's getting dark outside. I don't know where I'm going to meet another friend. "

My voice is very flat, there is no ups and downs, it sounds powerless, and I look a little white, and I never make up, so at this dusk moment, it seems that my face is not very good, coupled with my expressionless face, the atmosphere in the car suddenly cooled down.

"Spoon, don't make trouble!" Qingge patted my arm with a smile, "look at the way you talked just now. I'm scared to get goose bumps all over my body!"

"That's how scared you are?" I suddenly smile at Qingge, "I'm joking with you."

I don't know if I laugh too magic, Qingge and Baishou were stunned at that time. And I pretended to be calm and continued to look out the window.

Suddenly, a figure flashed by the window.

If I'm not wrong, it's a woman wearing a one-piece floral skirt. The skirt is very long, hanging down to her feet. It's white and covered with broken blue flowers. It's almost integrated with the scenery behind her.

The woman's hair is very long, loosely tied in a bun. When our car passed her, she just lowered her head. I didn't see her face clearly, but when our car roared past, I saw her looking up and looking in our direction.