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"Wow, it seems like we really summoned the spirit of the pen, didn't we?"
"It's a bit scary. Sister Ruan, can I have a hug? I'm scared."
"Sister Ruan should hug me instead!"
"Is anything going to go wrong with this pen spirit? It feels like Sister Ruan isn't worried at all."
"With Sister Ruan here, what is there to be afraid of? We can just watch. After all, we're separated from the pen spirit by a screen."
"It's always enlightening to be in Sister Ruan's livestream; you can see everything."
At this moment, the four people in the dormitory began to ask new questions.
"Pen spirit, are you male or female?"
The pen did not move.
Someone rephrased the question: "Pen spirit, are you male? If so, please make a tick."
The pen started to move, gliding back and forth between the four of them before slowly drawing an X.
The excitement among them grew.
"So the pen spirit is female!"
"Yuan Shan, you ask one."
One of them said to a bespectacled boy.
The person referred to as Yuan Shan was Qi Yuan Shan. He wore glasses and appeared quite gentle.
Hearing this, Qi Yuan Shan nodded.
"Alright."
He thought for a moment and asked, "Pen spirit, will I be able to find a job smoothly this time?"
The pen seemed to tremble for a moment but quickly returned to calmness. Then it began to move slowly on the paper, drawing another X.
"Hey, doesn't this X mean that it's going to be a bit difficult for you to find a suitable job? Ask another question, something different."
The four of them chuckled softly.
Then, Qi Yuanshan asked another question: "Spirit of the Pen, did you have a boyfriend when you died?"
The pen began to move faster, first drawing a checkmark, then crossing it out.
Instead of feeling scared, the four of them found it increasingly interesting. Qi Yuanshan decided to continue. "Spirit of the Pen, how did you die?"
The pen spun in circles on the ground, neither marking a check nor a cross.
Qi Yuanshan tried a different approach. "Were you killed by someone?"
The pen drew a checkmark.
The four of them looked at the mark on the paper, growing more excited. "Spirit of the Pen, are you from this school?"
The pen crossed it out.
"Is your boyfriend from this school?"
It marked a check.
"Were you killed by your boyfriend?"
Another checkmark appeared.
"Do you hate your boyfriend? Do you want revenge?"
A checkmark followed.
As they continued asking questions, they began to feel the temperature drop around them. One person couldn't help but murmur, "Is the air conditioning in the dorm too low? Someone should turn it up a bit."
At the same time, the four of them looked up and realized that the air conditioning was not even on. They finally began to sense that something was off, and an uneasy feeling crept into their hearts.
One of them suggested, "How about we just call it a day? Let's not ask any more questions."
Qi Yuanshan dismissed the idea, saying, "Since we've already started, we might as well continue. Ending it now would be pointless."
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