Su Jing was in a trance every day, didn't pay attention to the class, and ran home with his schoolbag on his back at ten o'clock, so that for more than a week, he finally angered Wang Ting, who was sitting in front of him.

As soon as the "jingle bell" arrived at ten o'clock, the bell rang on time for the end of the third night, Wang Ting turned around uncharacteristically, slammed on Su Jing's desk, and shouted angrily at Su Jing: "Su Jing, you have to give me four nights today, otherwise I won't finish with you." ”

Although class was over, few people packed their schoolbags and prepared to go home, and the classroom was still quiet. And Wang Ting shouted like this, like a bullied little daughter-in-law, full of resentment, and for a while, almost all the classmates raised their heads and looked at the two, and the students in the class who were more active on weekdays even slapped the table and screamed.

"Don't talk!" When the classroom was messing up, a boy sitting in the middle of the classroom slapped the table hard, and immediately suppressed the voice in the classroom, he first glanced at Su Jing, and then said to the students in the classroom: "Don't make trouble, everyone is about to take the final exam, it is a critical period, we have to study hard, work hard for our future, and we can't be affected by some classmates who give up on themselves."

This boy's name is Zhao Jingwen, he is the head of the class, he has excellent grades, he is handsome, and his family conditions are also very solid, compared with Su Jing, there is nothing bad about it, he is the prince charming in the minds of many girls in the school, in addition, he is also extremely generous, especially righteous, and most of the boys in the class can get along.

Zhao Jingwen was very authoritative in the class, as soon as his words fell, the classroom immediately fell silent, his face showed a hint of triumph, he glanced at Su Jing contemptuously, then looked at Wang Ting, and then lowered his head to study.

Of course, not everyone likes him Zhao Jingwen, Su Jing is one, to his ears, the words of his Zhao squad leader just now are really harsh, and he is angry, but he doesn't want to say anything more.

Zhao Jingwen, who was loved by everyone in the class, choked up, and he obviously didn't have any good fruit to eat.

was angry, but Su Jing's hand was stabbed by Wang Ting with a pen, and said to him in a low voice: "Although that person hates it, what he said is also right, I heard that this final exam is the city's joint examination, and our school will divide a class according to the grades." You're still like this, you don't study hard all day, what if you don't do well in the exam, what if you can't get into a class with me? Besides, we're going to take the college entrance examination soon, every minute and every second is precious, how can you leave early every day?"

"I didn't say I was going to leave early. Su Jing looked at Wang Ting, who was both ashamed and angry in front of him, and felt a little proud in his heart, and thought: "Hmph, your Zhao Jingwen class leader is quite majestic in the class, but doesn't Wang Ting still hate you?"

Thinking of this, he winked at Wang Ting, and made Wang Da Mei blush, gritted his teeth and said a bastard, then turned around and lay on the table to continue studying.

To tell the truth, Su Jing really didn't plan to leave early today, he no longer fantasized about becoming a martial arts master, but because he had delayed a lot of courses in the past few days, accumulated countless homework, and didn't finish the hard work of the first three nights of self-study without raising his head, he was in a hurry, preparing to go to make up for it tonight, but he didn't expect Wang Ting to be even more anxious than him, and he didn't ask him to be an education.

The classroom soon fell into silence, only the sound of flipping books and the rustle of pen and paper to each other, this is the tense life of the third year of high school, although there is occasional laughter, but it is just a ripple on the surface of a calm lake, which will soon dissipate, and the main theme is still learning.

An hour passed quickly, and Su Jing once again acted as a messenger to protect the flowers, sending Miss Wang Ting home. Wang Ting was still haunted by what happened just now, and complained to Su Jing all the way, Su Jing couldn't afford to provoke her since she was a child, and she didn't care about returning the favor at all, nodding her head and making amends.

When the two passed by the abandoned factory and the trail, Su Jing was slightly in a trance: more than a week ago, it was in this place that Su Jing thought that he had encountered an adventure that would change his life, but who knew that it was a ripple picked up by a passing raptor, and it quickly dissipated without a trace.

"But fortunately, at least I got a huge amount of money for nothing, and I can slightly improve my family's life. Su Jing comforted himself so much in his heart.

The house was dark, and Su Jing's parents seemed to have fallen asleep, but when he opened the door, his mother's voice came out of the room: "Xiaojing is back, there is still some food left in the kitchen, if you are hungry, go and eat it yourself." ”

Su Jing, who had been making up for his homework all night, was really hungry, and he answered casually and was about to walk to the kitchen, but his mother's next words completely made him dumbfounded: "I'll put your thermos cup on the bedside for you, don't forget to bring it next time you go to school, otherwise you have to buy it outside if you want to drink water, it's cold and expensive." ”

The three words of the thermos cup exploded in Su Jing's ears like a thunderclap, and Su Jing, who was a little tired, immediately became energetic! Didn't he put the thermos cup next to the old man that night and let him drink water? Su Jing didn't find it in the small shed that day, and thought that the old man had taken it away, but he didn't expect it to appear at home again at this time.

"Could it be that the old man is back?" Su Jing set off a monstrous wave in his heart again, forcibly endured the excitement in his heart, walked quickly to his room, and turned on the light, and sure enough, he saw his thermos cup on the desk next to the bed.

Su Jing couldn't hold back any longer, threw down his schoolbag, said a word to his parents, went to find Wang Ting, and ran downstairs. The thermos won't run back on its own, and since it's back, it can only mean that the old man has reappeared, and it's nearby!

Downstairs, Su Jing went straight to the small shed where the sundries were piled up, but unfortunately, Su Jing was disappointed again, the small shed was empty, except for a pile of sundries, where was there a single hair of the old man? Su Jing did not give up, and went back and forth around the community several times, but there was still no trace of the old man.

Su Jing had no choice but to go home in a huff, with doubts and disappointments in his heart: "Could it be that the old man just came to return the thermos cup? What kind of martial arts master is this, it's too stingy, let alone repaying the favor, he doesn't even show his face." ”

That night, Su Jing lost sleep again, and kept cursing the old man in his heart, until one or two o'clock in the second half of the night before closing his eyes.

Su Jing didn't sleep well, and suddenly heard a soft sound in a daze, like the sound of the window being opened, and then the cold wind poured in, Su Jing thought it was his mother who came in, squinted his eyes and looked at the window, but saw a black shadow coming in from the window, and then the black shadow suddenly rushed towards him, grabbed him, and then turned around and jumped, and jumped out of the window with Su Jing.

"We live on the third floor!" From hearing the sound and opening his eyes to being dragged out of the window by a black shadow, but in the blink of an eye, as soon as he regained consciousness, Su Jing was so frightened that his soul flew out of the sky, and he was about to open his mouth to scream, he felt a pain in his throat, and he couldn't make any sound just by opening his mouth.

Su Jing felt as if he was being held in his hand, turned his head and saw that he couldn't reach the world and the ground, and he was almost half frightened to death, so he hurriedly twisted his body and struggled, reaching out to grab the window eaves.

"Stay honest. A slightly old voice came from his ears, and then the objects in front of him changed rapidly, the sound of the wind sounded in his ears, looking farther and farther away from the ground, Su Jing subconsciously closed his eyes, and in less than a second, the whistling wind in his ears stopped, and his body fell to the ground, lying flat on the ground.

Su Jing opened his eyes, the night was as dark as ink, the lonely moon was hanging high, a tall figure with his back to him, holding a wine bottle in one hand and a stick covered with blood in the other, in tatters, like a tramp, looking up at the sky, as if admiring this ordinary night sky.

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