Weird Rules: I'm so handsome, they all want to seduce me.

Jiang Hongyi fell silent.

She lowered her head.

Her long hair hung down, obscuring her face.

Su Xiaobai took two steps forward.

I walked up to her.

Very close.

So close I could see her eyelashes trembling.

"Senior," Su Xiaobai said softly, "I'll keep these flowers if you don't want them."

He reached out and tucked the rose behind Jiang Hongyi's ear.

Jiang Hongyi froze.

She looked up, her eyes wide open.

"you……"

"It looks good." Su Xiaobai took a half step back, looked her over, and said, "It suits you perfectly."

Jiang Hongyi's ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The redness spread from the base of the ear to the tip.

Like a ripe cherry.

The scissors in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

The roses on the tip of the scissors scattered all over the ground with a splash.

Red, vibrant, spread out over a small patch.

Su Xiaobai bent down and picked up the scissors.

It was still cold to the touch.

But this time, he felt a warmth.

The energy traveled from the handle of the scissors all the way to the palm of the hand.

[Target: Senior in Red (Jiang Hongyi)]

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A system notification sounded.

Su Xiaobai smiled.

He handed the scissors back to Jiang Hongyi.

"Let's go to the broadcasting room."

Jiang Hongyi took the scissors and held them in her hand.

She didn't say anything.

But they didn't object either.

He simply followed silently behind Su Xiaobai.

The two walked one after the other down the dimly lit corridor.

The broadcasting room is on the third floor.

The stairs were old and creaked when you stepped on them.

On the third floor, there was a door at the end of the corridor.

The door was made of wood, and a sign hung on it: Broadcasting Room.

The sign is red.

In Su Xiaobai's eyes, the red color looked quite festive.

He reached out and pushed the door open.

The door wasn't locked.

It opened with a creak.

It was very dark inside.

There was only one table in the very center.

There was an old-fashioned microphone on the table.

The microphone is red.

It gleamed with an eerie light.

Flash, flash.

Su Xiaobai went inside.

Jiang Hongyi stood at the door, not coming in.

"Aren't you coming in?" Su Xiaobai turned to look at her.

"I..." Jiang Hongyi bit her lip, "I can't go in."

Why?

"The rules," Jiang Hongyi said, "only living people are allowed in the broadcasting room."

Su Xiaobai understood.

He nodded, turned around, and walked to the table.

The microphone is still flashing.

The red light shone on his face.

He reached out and touched the microphone.

It's cold.

But the next second, the microphone suddenly lit up.

It's not red light.

It's a pink light.

Gentle and warm.

Then, one by one, the lights in the broadcasting room came on.

It's also pink.

The entire room instantly turned pink.

It's romantic to the point of being a little eerie.

Next to the table, there was an old-fashioned record player.

On the record player, there was a black record.

Su Xiaobai walked over and looked at the album cover.

The image above is of a girl.

It's black and white, and a bit blurry.

But you can tell it's very beautiful.

She has long hair, big eyes, and two dimples when she smiles.

Below the photo, there is a line of small print.

"Jiang Hongyi, 1934, a souvenir photo taken at a girls' middle school."

Su Xiaobai was stunned for a moment.

He turned his head to look at the doorway.

Jiang Hongyi was still standing there.

Head down, expression unreadable.

But her shoulders were trembling slightly.

Su Xiaobai turned around and looked at the photo.

Then he looked at the people at the door.

"Senior," he said.

Jiang Hongyi raised her head.

"Is that you in this photo?"

Jiang Hongyi didn't say anything.

But her eyes turned red.

It's not an angry red.

It's a different kind of red.

Su Xiaobai understood.

He didn't ask any more questions.

Instead, he turned around and faced the microphone.

He cleared his throat.

Then, I pressed the microphone switch.

"Hello?"

His voice, broadcast through loudspeakers, resounded throughout the entire college.

It could be heard in every classroom and every corridor.

"Hello everyone, I'm the new transfer student, Su Xiaobai."

"I'm new here, please take care of me."

"in addition……"

He paused, then smiled.

I want to say something to someone.

"Senior Jiang Hongyi".

Are you listening?

At the doorway, Jiang Hongyi suddenly looked up.

Her eyes were wide open.

He gripped the scissors tightly in his hand.

The knuckles are turning white.

"Although we haven't known each other for very long."

"But I think you're a very good person."

"Oh no, a really good ghost."

"so……"

Su Xiaobai took a deep breath.

"I like you."

"Be my girlfriend."

The words fell.

The entire college was silent for three seconds.

Then, music suddenly started playing on the radio.

A romantic and soothing piano piece.

It is "Für Elise".

The music, broadcast through loudspeakers, reached every corner.

Jiang Hongyi stood at the door.

He froze completely.

Her face was so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

Her ears were burning red.

The scissors in my hand started dripping again.

But this time, it wasn't blood that dripped out.

It's not a rose either.

Yes……

Petal rain.

Pink, white, red.

Petals of various colors floated out from the tip of the scissors.

It floated all over the ground.

It drifted all over the corridor.

The chat in the live stream room has gone completely crazy.

"?????????"

"What did I just hear???"

"Confessing your love??? Confessing your love to a female ghost???"

"It actually succeeded???"

"The radio is automatically playing 'Für Elise'???"

"Is this instance bugged???"

"You're awesome, streamer! I call you the ultimate Casanova!"

"They won't even spare ghosts!"

"But why do I find it a little sweet?"

"Hey, you're acting strange!"

Su Xiaobai turned off the microphone.

The music stopped.

He turned and looked towards the doorway.

Jiang Hongyi was still standing there.

Head down.

The petals are still falling.

It fell all over my shoulders.

"Senior," Su Xiaobai walked over, "Will you say yes?"

Jiang Hongyi didn't look up; her feelings were complicated.

But her voice came through very softly.

"Do you...do you know what you're saying?"

"I know," Su Xiaobai said. "I'm very serious about confessing my feelings."

"I am a ghost."

"I know."

"I will harm people."

"You won't hurt me."

How did you know?

"Because you can't bear to part with it," Su Xiaobai said with a smile.

Jiang Hongyi fell silent.

It took her a while to raise her head.

Her eyes were red.

"You...you're such a bastard."

she says.

But there was no anger in his tone.

There was only one indescribable emotion.

Su Xiaobai smiled.

He reached out and brushed the petals off her shoulder.

"That bastard's girlfriend, would you like to be her?"

Jiang Hongyi glared at him.

But there was no rebuttal.

He simply turned around.

There's a record in the broadcasting room.

she says.

"You...you can take it."

"That's mine."

"Here you go."

After saying that, she turned into a cloud of red mist and disappeared.

Only the pair of scissors remained on the ground.

And petals scattered all over the ground.

Su Xiaobai bent down and picked up the scissors.

Then he walked to the record player and picked up the record.

It's made of black vinyl, and it's very old.

But it's very well preserved.

The girl on the cover has a sweet smile.

Su Xiaobai put the record into his pocket.

He turned around and walked out of the broadcasting room.

The corridor was deserted.

But he could sense it.

Someone is watching him.

From some corner.

His gaze was gentle.

With a smile.

He smiled and walked towards the stairs.