The Journey to the East The Journey to the Future The Journey to the End

Chapter 29

Okay, now we ought to get back to the main story. After three days of not touching this, I have nearly forgotten what is going on back there. 

ANYWAYS.

I'll just think about it, real hard. 

Oh yes, and I'm sure Mlbbwanwan17 asked us what our PSLE scores are. If you feel comfortable in answering, post a comment. If you didn't take the PSLE, or have yet to take it, you need not comment. I don't think I want my readers to know how horribly I've done for my PSLE, so I shan't say anything. But if my readers know me in person, then don't spread the news. 

That's a lot of blabbering, now onto the story.

Wanwan's POV

I shook my head real hard, and accidentally banged it on the pillar, in hope to remove that erotic thought, or memory, or what it was, from my mind. 

Which, didn't end so well for now I'm slightly concussed, and there is going to be a bruise the size of my head on my head. Imagine that. 

Now, a different scene was in my head. That moment, when Ling hit his, I think I was the one who looked after him? Who else could that be? He recovered a little, then something happened. Something I'd rather not mention. And a guy whom I could only recognise as Publish Save Preview, along with Tinkle Bells, they saw us. And their expressions...

Just then, my mind played those moments when Tinkle Bells and Publish Save Preview saw us doing something, even I don't know what, and they started squealing like girls who just saw their idols, and their idols waved back at them. 

Jeez.

I seriously wanted my mind to stop this madness, so I focused on three words: stop this madness.

When it kind of stopped, the next sentence which popped into my mind was: who did this?

Then, everything stopped. 

And the next thing I knew, I was being kissed by Ling.

Baxia's POV

(A/N: Yesssss, Baxia's POV)

Hmmm... What else can I do apart from being sandwiched between two wooden boards? 

AH HA! 

I shall sing!

Natalia didn't say I couldn't sing, I just cannot fart. 

Not saying I can't, because if I could, the people inside that room would die of methane intoxication or sorts. 

But what should I sing?

AH HA!

I tapped my feet on the ground and my body started bop up and down along with the beat, each time I would feel some impact on my neck, and a little bit of dirt would fall to the ground, and maybe, just maybe, the door was being nice and gave me some space to dance along to the song.

What song was it, you may ask.

We're not strangers to love~

You know the rules, and so do I~

I full commitment's what I'm thinking of~

You wouldn't get this from any other guy~

3rd Person's POV

People inside the headquarters saw Baxia's butt bopping up and down, and the floor started to quake, as if a 7.9 magnitude earthquake was happening. 

The people who were just behind Baxia watched as the humongous guy somehow managed to drill a hole into the ground, and increase the height of the doorway by a few centimeters.

Even though it was harder to keep your balance when you are standing behind Baxia then it was to drink your beer from a mile away, someone still managed to get a good look at the bip boppity-ing guy. 

And that's not all.

"I~ JUST WANNA TELL YOU HOW I'M FEELING~ GOTTA MAKE YOU UNDERSTAND~" You could hear him scream-singing outside. Very very off tune. Very. And it's more of screaming than singing, really.

Ling's POV

Finally, Natalia woke up, and those weird things in my head finally disappeared. I'm pretty sure someone did this to us, being in the 22nd century. 

Like Barbie would say, anything is possible!

Kah pui. 

I got off Natalia, and that's when I realised something was off. 

It was as if I could see the soul of someone residing in her. 

Someone with topaz eyes, someone with brown hair tied up into two buns, someone a lot shorter than Natalia. 

ARGH.

Why does this girl have to keep appearing in my life? 

WHY.

???'s POV

原来，眼前的人就是心上的人。

(A/N: Basically that means the person you see is the person in your heart.)