Xiao Xuteng stood up, his movements were too big, and the surrounding classmates were alarmed, he took a few deep breaths, nodded apologetically at his classmates, and then slowly sat down in his seat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He picked up the crumpled note, what the hell was going on? Why is there this thing in his clothes, could it be that he accidentally put the note written by Yu Han into his clothes? He barely suppressed his crazy beating heart, and now it seems that he can't find any other reasonable explanation, but even so, comforting himself, Xiao Xu still changed his position and sat down again, he closed his eyes, calmed down his mood, and then rejoined the battle of the sea of questions.

The students in the study room walked one after another, and gradually, in this classroom near the end of the corridor, only Xiao Xu was left. He picked up the cup and took a sip of water, only to find that the hot water inside was already cold, Xiao Xu glanced at his watch, it turned out to be twelve o'clock, no wonder, he stretched his waist and looked at the empty study room. Yan Hong didn't come over today because of the student union activities, it stands to reason that he should feel relaxed, but now he misses her big grin, because that voice can at least make him feel some popularity, unlike now, there is only one person in a huge classroom, which makes him have a very bad feeling, as if this is not a classroom, but the cold and dark morgue in the hospital.

Don't think about it, he warned himself vigorously in his heart, and then began to clean up the textbooks and workbooks that were slowly piled up on the table, and prepared to leave the place. Suddenly, there was a sound of turning pages behind him, Xiao Xu's heart tightened, is there still someone who hasn't left, but he clearly saw that there is no one here just now. He turned his head back cautiously, but his breath was held in his throat, and he couldn't breathe out for a long time.

There was a man sitting in the seat he had just changed, wearing a shirt with a whipped neckline, and he was concentrating on writing something on the notebook, his hands were very fast, and he smiled and shook his head lightly as he wrote, as if those exercises were really pediatric to him.

The sweat behind Xiao Xu fell layer after layer, soaking through his clothes. Yu Han, how could it be you? Aren't you already dead, and you should be buried in the ground now, why are you still haunting me so much? He turned around sharply, hurriedly stuffed the book on the table into his bag, picked it up and hurried towards the door.

"Your clothes fell here."

The cold familiar voice made Xiao Xu's feet soften, and he almost fell on the steps, he forced himself not to look back, and then walked towards the door step by step with his hand on the table.

"Your clothes are down." There was another light call, the voice was at the position of a step behind him, it was like a sharp blade, straight into Xiao Xu's heart, slamming his heart in half.

Xiao Xu's nails had peeled off a layer of paint from the tabletop, and he took the clothes that had reached in front of him, dragging two lead-filled legs, and barely descended another step.

"Brother Xu, can you talk to me, no one has spoken to me for too long." The "person" behind him didn't intend to let him go, he followed him down the stairs, and his cold fingers stuck to the back of Xiao Xu's neck.

"Why are you pestering me? Your death has nothing to do with me. Xiao Xu's voice was as thin as a mosquito. The electric light above his head flickered, and he saw a figure walking by the door of the study room, and ran there desperately, as if grasping at the last straw that saved his life.

There was no one in the corridor, Xiao Xu turned around tremblingly, and he found that Yu Han had also disappeared, and there was only a crumpled note where he was standing just now.

"Did you really see Yu Han?" Yan Hong almost choked on the rice.

"Well, I actually felt something was wrong when I was in the hospital, but I thought I was dazzled, so I didn't think much of it. But yesterday, I really saw him sitting in the study room, and he said to me......"

"Say what?" Yan Hong looked at him nervously, and almost bit off the chopsticks in his mouth.

"He said he wanted me to talk to him."

Hearing this, Yan Hong was silent, and after a long while, she looked at Xiao Xu and whispered, "There is a saying in my hometown that the young man who died is still somewhat resentful, and it can also be said to be a nostalgia for the world, you think, Yu Han is such a talented person, but suddenly died in such an accident, he must be unwilling to go like this." ”

"So what?"

"If you want to resolve his obsession, you have to burn paper at the intersection to the location of his hometown, so that he can return to his hometown."

"You are a high-achieving student, do you also believe in this feudal superstition?" Xiao Xu shook his head helplessly.

"Okay, if you don't believe it, then you should explain what you are going to do clearly."

Xiao Xu was dumbfounded by her, and after a long while, he looked at Yan Hong, "Then try it tonight, but don't be caught by the security guards." ”

That night, Xiao Xu and Yan Hong came to the intersection on the left side of the old red building, and Yan Hong took out an enamel basin and a plastic bag of paper money from his backpack. The two looked around to make sure no one else was present, and then burned a stack of paper money with a lighter and put it in a basin.

"Yu Han, you can go with peace of mind, we will help take care of your uncle and aunt, your grandfather's surgery has also been scheduled, and it can be done early next year, if you still can't let go of anything, just tell us in your dreams."

Yan Hong said as she fiddled with the paper money in the basin with a branch, and the fire burned even brighter, and the warm light of the flame reflected the faces of the two of them red. Yu Han took out the crumpled note from his pocket and threw it into the fire, "I once secretly burned paper for her every night for the sake of a person's wishes, but she still couldn't seem to be blind, she appeared in my dreams, day after day, and even one day, she really came to me." He smiled bitterly, "How can the obsession that people can't get rid of in their lives can be dissolved because they burn a few pieces of broken paper after death, this is just a consolation for the living." ”

"Xiao Xu, what are you talking about? Who is that person you are talking about? Yan Hong's eyes were full of confusion.

"How can the obsession before life be resolved by burning a few pieces of paper, this is not wrong." One came from behind, startling Yan Hong and Xiao Xu.

The two turned around and saw Liu Zheng walking towards them, he squatted down in front of the brazier, "But we sometimes need this kind of ritual, use it to fill the emptiness and regret in our hearts, don't we?" ”