I really like your sand sculpture group friends

To put it all in a seductive way: So you asked on WeChat... Well, what am I supposed to say to a shut-in?

Human-Dragon Unity: This has nothing to do with whether someone is a shut-in or not. Who asks for contact information on the first meeting? Don't you think that's strange?

Human-Dragon Unity: And aren't all of you nerds here? Apologize to the other group members!

I've skipped it: Sigh, what a shut-in.

You're not allowed to play the Holy Slash: Sigh, you shut-in.

A seductive phrase: "Ugh, shut-in."

Bai Bai: Ugh, what a shut-in.

Everyone else is a shut-in, so why does he seem like the only shut-in?

At the same time, the girl glanced at the blueberry juice bottle in her hand that was exactly the same as the one on the ground, and then glanced at the boy's back.

He smiled, squatted down, picked it up, and threw it in along with his empty bottle.

Human and dragon in one: I'm so angry and cold, can this group ever be okay again?

However, it seems that this method did work to some extent; he finally stopped thinking about that girl all the time.

Sigh, it's because senior year of high school is too long, and I had less time to watch anime and play visual novels, otherwise things wouldn't have come to this.

Senior year of high school is truly a heinous crime, and the blame lies entirely with them.

Mo Xiangwen shook his head, trying to clear his mind, and glanced at the travel guide in his hand.

Starting from the Wuhou Temple and ending at Jianmen Pass, was the route taken by Prime Minister Zhuge Liang during his Northern Expeditions.

Logically, he should have taken the route of Pang Tong Temple, Qiqu Mountain Temple, Guangyuan Zhaohua Ancient City, and finally arrived at Jianmen Pass.

But with school starting soon and time limited, he could only choose attractions he relatively liked.

In the afternoon, he rushed to the high-speed rail station to catch the train, intending to go straight to Jianmen Pass.

As luck would have it, while waiting for the high-speed train, he bumped into the girl again while queuing in the same carriage.

Although it was a chance encounter, the other party hadn't noticed him yet. Instead, she was looking down and writing something in her notebook, with a small white suitcase next to her.

I never imagined that people would still use pens and notebooks to record things. Aren't most people using mobile phone notes and memos these days?

He had actually spotted the girl while they were queuing for the security check.

After all, the girl's hair color was quite unique, and her appearance was outstanding, making her the most eye-catching person anywhere.

However, it was impossible for them to greet each other, as they were not familiar with each other and had only happened to meet once at the Wuhou Temple.

In life, you'll run into many people once or twice, but not everyone will become a friend. Most people are just passersby, and there's no reason to greet each other every time you meet again.

He shook his head and decided to read a novel to distract himself, so that his gaze wouldn't keep falling on other people.

Huh?

Mo Xiangwen, who had only read less than two chapters, suddenly felt a gaze on him. He looked up and around, but found nothing.

Every traveler has their own things to do. Those with friends are chatting with them, while those without friends are scrolling through their phones, or perhaps writing notes.

There shouldn't be anyone looking at him for no reason; it's probably just a misconception people call excessive self-awareness, he thought with a smile.

PS:

Oh dear, I'm thinking, since all the group members are beautiful girls, and we're all just dreaming anyway, why not become anime girls? But this is just for reference. The clothes are based on the previous picture, and the character design is based on the later picture, but it's just for reference, not exactly the same.

Also, I recommend the book "Can't You Do Something Human, You Priest?", an original book by a member of the group. If you like original Western fantasy with a funny protagonist, you can check it out.

Synopsis: Good news: I've transmigrated to a Western fantasy world as a priest, and I'm going to do good deeds.

Bad news: The system is acting up and preventing me from doing good deeds.

[Stop! Doing good deeds is more immoral than murder and arson!] The system said.

As a student, I respect my teachers!

As a pastor, I have a devout faith!

As my subordinate, I am utterly loyal!

I am a good person, that's beyond doubt.

Which of the two words, "good person" or "neither good nor good," applies to you?

"Doesn't quite look like a pastor, not sure, let me check again."

A conclusion has been reached.

Not Quite Human

—A Paladin's Diary

(Male protagonist + original + harem + satisfying story, please add to your favorites)

Chapter Twenty-Two: Be Careful When Encountering Beautiful Girls on the Road

In fact, for Mo Xiangwen, apart from the fact that both first-class and second-class seats are two-seater seats, there is no essential difference between them.

Most of the time he chooses second-class seats, unless there are no window seats available and he is randomly assigned to the middle of a three-seater, in which case he doesn't really like it.

That's exactly the situation this time. Probably because this is a tourist city, it's already quite good that he was able to buy a high-speed rail ticket, so he didn't have a chance to pick and choose.

So he simply canceled his second-class ticket and bought a first-class ticket instead.

It's not much more expensive, and you can sit a little more comfortably.

Moreover, there are fewer people in first class, so there are fewer parents with children.

It's not that he has any problem with children, it's just that when he's on the high-speed train and has nothing to do, he usually sets an alarm and takes a nap.

Children's voices are often sharp and piercing, which can seriously affect their sleep quality.

Since he had already bought a first-class seat, he figured he could finally get a good night's sleep. He had even gotten up early this morning to go to the tourist attractions—that was his original thought.

As mentioned earlier, he likes to sit by the window.

When he glanced at the ticket information on his phone and then at the smiling girl looking at him, he suddenly felt a strange sense of pressure.

He glanced at the ticket information on his phone again, still unwilling to give up, and then checked the seat number, suddenly feeling a bit tense.

"Hello, this is our second time meeting." The girl asked with a slight smile, "Friend, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Hmm..." Mo Xiangwen had a strange feeling that she already knew his seat number was inside and was just waiting for him to speak.

"Hello, friend." Mo Xiangwen twitched his facial muscles and forced a smile. "My seat is inside. May I go in?"

Whether it was my imagination or not, the girl's smile seemed to deepen. She stood up and walked into the aisle to let him pass.

She said somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm sorry I didn't realize it for a moment, friend, please."

To be honest, Mo Xiangwen really doubted whether she was genuinely embarrassed.

Although the tone sounded plausible, there was something very strange about it.

However, since the other party had already made way, he naturally couldn't just stand there.

"Thank you." Mo Xiangwen nodded his thanks, put his backpack on the luggage rack, and then plopped down inside.

Fortunately, after returning to his seat, the other person calmly fiddled with his phone, as if everything that had just happened was just his excessive self-consciousness.

The girl's phone case was a very plain sky blue, without any stickers or decorative pendants.

He glanced at it briefly, then immediately looked away and gazed at the scenery outside the window.

The train slowly started moving, and the scenery on both sides rushed past, and he gradually became sleepy.

Just then, he felt his phone vibrate a few times, so he took it out to check the messages.

I'm late: @HumanDragonUnity is online, come play games.

Mo Xiangwen smiled, took a picture of the view outside the window, and sent it out.

Human and Dragon in Harmony: Image.jpg

Human-Dragon Harmony: On the high-speed train, you can play with them.

A seductive gesture: Log in! Which game to play?

Use a seductive approach: Xiao Yi, where are you going to play?

Man and Dragon in Harmony: Jianmen Pass, now that we've come this far, how can we not see what Li Bai meant by "the road to Shu is harder than ascending to heaven"?

Bai Bai: Ah, I'm so envious. I really want to see it too.

Human and Dragon in Harmony: Haha, Bai Bai will have the opportunity to go in the future.

Bai Bai: Mm-hmm.

You're not allowed to play the Holy Slash: Oh, I've been there once, the scenery is indeed magnificent.

You're not allowed to play the Holy Slash: So, which one should Pigeon play?

He's canceled: Oh dear, I've canceled.

Human and dragon as one: ? Luckily I'm not free.

You're not allowed to play the Holy Slash: ? You'll get a mouthful of gags.

The user has been banned from posting for 24 hours by the administrator.

A seductive encounter: ? Take notes.

This guy is really something, oh well, I'm used to it anyway.

It's an old habit, but the group name clearly says "ghosted," so what can you say?

He glanced at the girl who was still playing on her phone, yawned softly, leaned back in his chair, and slowly closed his eyes.

He was very sleepy, but he just couldn't fall asleep.

Logically, no, he would. He almost always takes a nap on the high-speed train, and apart from the piercing screams of children, nothing can disturb his sleep.

After all, whether it's playing videos or music aloud or making phone calls, the flight attendants will always tell them to be mindful of the volume.

Even the flight attendants were helpless when there were only small children.

He always felt, always felt like someone was watching him.

Mo Xiangwen suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the girl and the corridor.

The corridor was empty, but the girl looked at him without flinching.

But after Mo Xiangwen looked at her several times, she seemed to realize something and asked, "Huh? What's wrong? Is there anything I can help you with?"

...He was probably looking out the window at the scenery, just like he had before.

It's really rude of him to stare at other girls like that.

Mo Xiangwen shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I just suddenly had a misconception."

The girl seemed slightly drawn to his words, a hint of curiosity in her eyes: "What kind of illusion is it?"

"It's nothing, I'm sorry to bother you."

He naturally wouldn't bring up the topic of excessive self-awareness, so he simply apologized and closed his eyes again.

However, the feeling of being spied on still lingered, making him feel restless.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that the girl had put the small table down.

He placed his notebook on it, glancing at his direction every now and then, and occasionally scribbling a few lines, seemingly completely oblivious to his presence.

Even he had to admit that the girl was naturally beautiful.

When a young girl holds a pen and contemplates writing, her eyes are lowered, and a strand of hair falls beside her cheek, a serene beauty naturally arises.

It's like that student game he played a long, long time ago, where you had to go through elementary, middle, and high school, and finally take the college entrance exam.

Although the numerical balance was poorly done, there were still aspects he liked.

He still cherishes the girl he made a promise to study together at the library, and he remembers her silently watching him with a faint smile on her face, her hand supporting her cheek.

Of course, there's also the girl who, at the end of the story, mustered up the courage to confess her feelings to him, and that's something he can't let go of either.