Quick Transmigration: Still Life Fairy

Chapter 295 Since ancient times, stone demons have been the most alluring.

Unexpectedly, the sigh caught the attention of the student sitting next to him who had been sleeping the whole time.

He slightly raised his head, revealing a handsome face, but the deadpan look in the other person's eyes instantly ruined the whole impression.

Yu Liu felt a chill run down her spine from his gaze, stopped what she was doing, and looked at her deskmate helplessly.

Hua Zihao stared at Yu Liu quietly for a while, said nothing, and then lay back down.

Yu Liu breathed a small sigh of relief, not daring to make too much noise, and slowly packed her things. However, the sound of textbooks rubbing against the table was still a bit too loud for Hua Zihao, who was sleeping on the table. He raised his head again and stared at Yu Liu for a while, until Yu Liu's scalp tingled, before finally letting her go.

For the entire class period, Yu Liu sat upright, maintaining the same posture without daring to move or tidy her desk. Her expressionless face was serious, so much so that no one noticed the pitiful state hidden beneath her seriousness.

My lower back is so sore, my neck feels uncomfortable too, and my legs are numb... Ugh, this is awful!

After the bell rings, even during self-study periods, the homeroom teacher will linger for a few minutes, leisurely sitting on the podium watching the anxious students below, until everyone really can't wait any longer, before standing up and leaving.

After the teacher left, the classroom instantly erupted in excitement, with everyone rushing to run outside.

In the classroom, amidst the various sounds made by her classmates, Yu Liu twisted her body slightly to relieve the numbness in her joints.

Hua Zihao, who was fast asleep on the table, was also awakened by the noise. After raising his head and recovering for a while, he slowly stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and walked out of the classroom.

Yu Liu, disregarding the tingling sensation in her legs, quickly stuffed her backpack into the desk drawer and staggered to her feet as she chased after him.

It was time for school to let out, and all the students around were rushing towards the cafeteria. In the crowded throng, only two people were walking in opposite directions.

Hua Zihao stopped in his tracks, his brows furrowing slightly: "Why are you following me?"

Yu Liu didn't expect him to stop and talk. Caught off guard, she tripped and stumbled forward two or three meters before finally regaining her balance and standing up straight. Coincidentally, she ended up face to face with Hua Zihao.

“I…” Yu Liu didn’t know why, but she was really afraid of A Ning like this: “I… I didn’t follow you, I just… went home.”

She stole glances at Hua Zihao, her tone pitiful, but her expression betrayed her true feelings. Her furtive glances seemed like a sidelong look at Hua Zihao, carrying a hint of disdain. If Hua Zihao hadn't been particularly sensitive to people's emotions, he might have truly misunderstood.

"A strange girl." He concluded in his heart, then turned away and ignored Yu Liu.

Yu Liu followed closely behind him, and they left the campus one after the other. They got into two black luxury cars, which drove into an upscale residential area.

"I...I'm really going home..."

After the two of them stepped into the same elevator in the same building in the residential complex, Yu Liu weakly raised her hand to explain.

Then, after Hua Zihao pressed the button for the top floor, she quietly shrank into the corner of the elevator, looking incredibly guilty.

The elevator reached the top floor, and the two stepped out one after the other, finally stopping in front of the only two doors on the top floor.

"I live here..."

Yu Liu pointed to one of the doors and whispered.

Hua Zihao walked to the opposite side of her, made no gesture, took out his key, opened the door, went inside, and slammed the door shut.

"Bam—"

The loud noise startled Yu Liu, who shrank back, took out her keys, and opened the door in front of her.

"Miss Yu."

The middle-aged man, who had been waiting for a long time, put on a fake smile. He sat weakly in his wheelchair, his obese body slumped over.

"Hmm," Yu Liu responded, her attitude neither warm nor cold, and the middle-aged man didn't seem to care.

He waved behind him, and the bodyguard in the black suit understood, placing a large box he was carrying into the middle-aged man's hands.

The middle-aged man picked up the lid of the box, lifted it slightly, and revealed what was inside. Inside the dark blue box was a colorless jade, carved into a dazzling flower, shimmering in the room's light, looking exceptionally beautiful.

"The items are rather simple; I'm sorry to trouble Miss Fifth," the man said apologetically.

"fine."

Yu Liu reached into a hidden pocket in her skirt and pulled out a bright red chicken-blood stone ornament.

This ornament is carved into a human figure, with every detail exquisitely crafted. The eyebrows and eyes are incredibly clear, and even the individual strands of hair appear to be carved one by one. Upon closer inspection, it becomes apparent that this bloodstone ornament looks exactly like Yu Liu's current appearance. The blood-red parts are perfectly carved into a little red dress, while the other grayish-brown parts of the stone are sculpted into facial features and limbs. All the colors are used just right.

This is Yu Liu's true form in this world.

Yu Liu carefully placed the ornament into the gift box held by the middle-aged man. The ornament fit perfectly in the center of the colorless jade.

Having placed her true form, Yu Liu spun around and transformed into a wisp of green smoke, entering the ornament.

"All right."

Yu Liu whispered a reminder, feeling a little uneasy, wondering if A Ning would accept her next.

After putting the gift box back on and tidying it up, the middle-aged man and his group left the room and knocked on the door across the hall.

After a long wait, the sound of the door opening finally rang out. Hua Zihao, expressionless, raised an eyebrow slightly upon seeing who it was: "What are you doing here?"

His voice was full of disgust.

"Zihao, I've come to see you." The middle-aged man had a fawning smile on his face, and his voice was cautious as he spoke.

"I don't need you to look at me, get lost!"

The cold and ruthless words came out of Hua Zihao's mouth without hesitation. After he finished speaking, he tightened his grip on the door, clearly intending to close it.

The middle-aged man tried to stop it, and in his haste, he leaned forward, which disrupted the balance of the wheelchair. He hurriedly reached out and grabbed anything he could grab, naturally ignoring the gift box he was holding, which rolled off his hands, landed on the ground, and rolled a few more times.

Hua Zihao's face darkened completely as he looked at his long sleeves that had been pulled up: "I said, get out!"

Without any hesitation, he brushed away the middle-aged man's hand that was gripping him, rubbed it against his nearly ruined shirt with disgust, and without a moment's hesitation, turned around and slammed the door shut.

The middle-aged man, sitting in a wheelchair, was unable to dodge quickly and was hit on the knee by the rapidly closing door. He hissed in pain, but could only manage a bitter smile.