In the early hours of the next morning, she walked ahead of me, homework in one hand and a kettle in the other......

The principal and the director of teaching were holding ropes, waiting for the late people to ---- us to teach in a closed way, so whatever suffering we encountered, compared with the suffering at that time, it was all joy......

Cher thought of this: tears flowed down her face......

She slipped while washing her face---- but it was not too late. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A classmate, the real hero who saved the beauty, where has he gone now?

When Xue'er thought of this, she was extremely sad......

If it is said that since coming into contact with words, I have met some scoundrels and hooligans, then in my memory, there is such a hero who really saves when he sees death, and that is the inexhaustible sun of his life......

Thinking of this, Xue'er smiled happily and happily......

She laughed at the fact that there are really such simple and innocent heroes in this world.

Where is that world...... Xue'er let out a long sigh, and then her eyes sent cold deep and far-reaching ......

What if I didn't overtake her, but helped her carry the kettle...... But I didn't wear a watch, and I forgot it in the classroom drawer the day before......

It's too late to replay everything now......

Xiang didn't buy her the pancakes that day: Xiang thought she was joking......

Lotus didn't carry her either: Lotus couldn't carry her, and she didn't seem to be as tall as her.

Rong didn't teach her homework that day, I taught her---- of course, in exchange, she taught me history.

……

In the early hours of the next morning, I didn't help her carry the thermos, and I ran away......

This is the fatal first link!

……

However, Xue'er thought about it again: "People can't live when they die, since I can come to my world as a ghost, and she likes my laughter so much---- I will do more happy things to accompany ----her until she voluntarily disperse......----s!" It's all too fast!Maybe it's spoiling her, Cher whispered to herself.

A dazzling moonlight, seeing that the task of saving had been completed, rescued Xue'er and the female ghost to Shenyue Mountain. The moonlight was like a truck, unloading Xue'er and them on the top of Shenyue Mountain......

Xue'er looked around, full of fresh and beautiful scenery, as well as endless mountains and peaks, slightly undulating under the night breeze......

Xue'er suddenly felt refreshed, she mentioned the female ghost, and floated on Shenyue Mountain: skimming the tops of mysterious trees, and landing in a place where trees are sparse but lush with vegetation......

Cher held the female ghost's hands tightly, and gently placed them on a large tree at the top of the mountain......

"Hehe, hehe, Sister Xue'er, I'm going to play with the tree-climbing monkey!" the female ghost's voice was delicate. "Smack!" Cher slapped on the top of her head...... "Sitting, standing, talking, talking---- just like you were alive!" Cher snapped......

At this moment, the immortal song floated from the top of the mountain......

"Ghost, ghost, can't you not sing, singing is good!" Cher shouted a little irritably, but the singing that had just lurked behind the werewolf also disappeared as if it were dead......

Cher raised her head and looked at the night sky and the sky, and she took the body of a ghost and rose up...... (To be continued.) )