"Alas?" the girl in gray felt something alone in a void space, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "What~ How can you leave your sister to play by yourself?"

The girl slowly opened her eyes, and the light in her eyes flickered like a star, "Do you think you can hide from my sister's eyes?"

For some reason, the girl's face, which was originally full of confidence, stiffened, and even the stars twinkling in her pupils darkened slightly. Half a ring, he turned around and left the space without looking back. Vaguely visible, the girl's pretty face tense when she left, and only a faint cold snort echoed in the space.

"Even if I can't enter the small world, I won't cultivate one who can enter. ”

Saturday morning, XX month, XXXX year

Not counting sparsely populated places like the west and Inner Mongolia, the central inland and eastern coastal areas, even if they are just a small city with an underdeveloped economy of the third level or higher, the number of people is not less than one million.

There are no university schools in such a small town, but there are many high schools, and there are even more junior high schools and primary schools, not too many!

There are many peers with their own competition, so some of them have another way, and this is how vocational high schools come about.

In an inconspicuous third-line town on the inland Loess Plateau, the only vocational middle school in the radio broadcast, relaxing music is playing at this time.

~~~

The Chinese teacher with sparse white hair on his head helplessly glanced at the many students below who were wandering in the world, put away his lesson plan and said:

"Class. ”

"Stand up. ”

When the class leader gave an order, the students all stood up and said in unison:

"Goodbye, teacher, sorry teacher. ”

It's like this every day, it's really boring. Qin Xuanqi sat down and packed up his things, while complaining about the rules of the school in his heart. They are neither elementary school students nor in Japan, and it feels weird to be like this every time they get out of class.

However, he did not hate it, and thought that such rules as teacher-student etiquette were essential.

・・・・・・

As soon as the teacher stepped out of the classroom, the atmosphere in the classroom was lively, and the people were noisy, and the vegetable market was nothing more than that.

A short-haired stable, energetic girl sits on her friend's table with a big grin, pretending to hold her mysterious hand to the side of her mouth.

"Now, did you hear that?"

Her friend, a girl with long hair and a shawl, stopped with her hand in her schoolbag and looked at her friend suspiciously.

"What?"

The short-haired girl's tone suddenly changed a little uncertain.

"In the car accident on the Outer Second Ring Road, the victims were a mother and daughter, and it is said that they did not even leave a whole corpse. It's scary. ”

The long-haired girl covered her mouth when she heard this, and snorted softly.

"Hey!? It's so pitiful, two more lives are gone. ”

A girl who had been listening quietly next to her saw that the short-haired girl had the intention of continuing to gossip, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she hurriedly stopped:

"Don't talk about it, I won't even be able to eat lunch later. ”

The short-haired girl also felt that her topic was a little too much, so she could only scratch her head and laugh embarrassedly.

"Aha~ I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”

The topic of car accidents is not only talked about in a small circle, but also in large and small circles in the classroom, but there are very few who can stop in moderation like a short-haired girl.

Is today's topic a car accident? Qin Xuanqi glanced at the classroom that had been upgraded from the vegetable market to the poultry market with an expressionless face, walked out quietly, and walked home alone.

was raised to gossip when they died, and the mother and daughter were really unlucky.

・・・・・

Qin Xuanqi left in a hurry, he didn't like places with a lot of people, I don't know why, he just didn't like it, but at this time it was the peak time to get off work, and there were only a lot more people.

Boom!

Qin Xuanqi's body shook, his footsteps stopped, and he looked at the gray petite figure who took a few steps back from the opposite side and could stand firmly.

"I'm sorry!"

"Fate. ”

A soft murmur sounded, the heavens and the earth were silent, and time seemed to stop for a moment.

Qin Xuanqi looked at the gray petite figure suspiciously, did the other party just say something?

The gray petite figure didn't make any sound, nor did he shake his head and nod, and after standing firm, he continued to take steps, passing by Qin Xuanqi.

Qin Xuanqi turned around to look, and in the rolling crowd, he didn't see the gray petite figure.

"Weirdos. ”