Quick Transmigration: I'm a little expert at dismantling CP

Chapter 1293 Death is coming
Once a gap is opened, things can be resolved in a hurry, and the same is true for memories.

Sang Xin remembered that it was when she was a freshman, the original owner and Fang Meidi had just joined the dance club, they were friends with the roller skating club next door, and they went out to play together on weekends.

Because I just entered the freshman year, and I don't know much about it, and I don't know any interesting places nearby, so a group of people simply went to the playground.

Then I played all the amusement facilities I played when I was a child, and everyone took a group photo.

If Sang Xin remembered correctly, this photo should have been taken at that time.

Because the original owner is good at photography, and a group of college students renting out a carousel horse is actually very childish and funny, so I took it as a joke.

This was probably taken with a mobile phone at the time, so the technology is not very good, but the original owner still saved it and washed it out.

Alas, life is changing so quickly!Who knew that two little sisters who had a pretty good relationship would later hate each other to such an extent?

Fang Meidi robbed the original owner's first love boyfriend, and the original owner finally robbed Fang Meidi's director of the dance club.

The two turned against each other and became enemies. Although they barely stayed in the same club, they fought against each other all day and all night.

After recalling the memories, Sang Xin sighed a little, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower. After the shower, she remembered that the clothes that had been washed in the washing machine in the public bathroom on the floor should be ready, so she opened the door to get them.

But in the process of taking out her clothes and putting them in the washbasin, she suddenly saw a black shadow appear on the ground, and it got closer and closer.

The washing machine on this floor is usually used by many people, and sometimes there is even a queue, so Sang Xin didn't care at first.

Until the black shadow got closer and closer, and even raised a pair of hands towards her neck!

Sang Xin was startled, turned around and yelled loudly: "Who!"

There are people living in this whole building, she doesn't believe that anyone would dare to mess around!

"Senior sister... it's me, did I... scare you?" Ni Xueer's soft voice sounded, her small face was full of regret.

But Sang Xin didn't relax her vigilance because of her weak appearance, and said strangely: "Don't you live in the building next door? Why did you come here so late at night?"

And she was on the sixth floor, the highest, and the school dormitory didn't have an elevator, so it was tiring to climb up.

Ni Xueer hurriedly said: "I was worried about you, senior, and afraid that you would be scared at night, so I came here to accompany you."

"Accompany me? How can I accompany you?" Forgive Sang for thinking wrongly, but since everyone is a girl, it's no big deal.

"I'll stay in your dormitory at night, anyway, there are vacant beds." Ni Xueer said.

Sang Xin was very surprised, this Ni Xueer knew the original owner quite well, and she even knew that the original owner lived in their dormitory alone.

Speaking of which, the original owner was a senior, while Ni Xueer was only a freshman, and the original owner was a junior when she stepped down from the president's position. The two never had a chance to meet.

That is to say, some time ago, the dance club was going to participate in the competition, and the original owner went back as an old senior to guide and demonstrate, so he is very familiar with it?

In fact, I'm really not familiar with it. These days are all posted by Ni Xueer herself.

Sang Xin thinks that this little girl is very scheming, she probably wants to fight for the position of president, and also knows that the old owner, the old man, is quite prestigious in the society, so she came to please her and asked her to be with the current president. A few words.

(End of this chapter)