Chapter 117: Amnesia?

Fu Xueying just walked out of the classroom door, but was stopped: "Fu Xueying, it's class, where are you going?" ”

Fu Xueying turned around and looked, but it was a middle-aged woman in her thirties, wearing glasses and holding a textbook in her hand, she should be a teacher, and it was strange that she didn't know her. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoBut I don't know her, how can she know her name?

Fu Xueying frowned suspiciously, turned around, ignored the female teacher, and strode forward.

Jia Yingqiong saw that Fu Xueying ignored herself, and she was so angry that her lungs were about to explode, and she shouted loudly: "Fu Xueying, you stop for me!" With that, he strode up and stopped in front of Fu Xueying. It's class, you're not in the classroom, where are you going? ”

"It's not my school, so I'm going home." Fu Xueying glanced at Jia Yingqiong and said.

Jia Yingqiong paused slightly, looked at Fu Xueying and said, "Fu Xueying, what's the matter with you?" Yesterday blatantly skipped class, but today is good, and you are clamoring to go home? Do you want me to call your grandfather over? ”

Grandfather? Fu Xueying paused for a moment, didn't she go to school in the provincial capital? If you want to call your parents, you also call yourself dad, how can you call grandpa? Did you go back to your hometown? It's no wonder that the scenery around you is familiar.

"It's class, you go back to the classroom first, and if there's anything, I'll talk about it after class." Jia Yingqiong said coldly.

"Teacher, I'm not a student of your school, why am I here?" Fu Xueying felt a little messy in her head, as if she had forgotten a lot of things.

"What nonsense? A week ago, your grandfather personally sent you to our school, and you asked me why I was here? Jia Yingqiong said angrily.

"Teacher, you said my grandfather sent me here to study a week ago? Impossible, didn't I study in the provincial experimental middle school? Fu Xueying was even more confused.

Jia Yingqiong looked at Fu Xueying, frowned, and asked, "Fu Xueying, do you remember what day it is?" ”

"Remember, what's wrong."

"Then tell me what day it is." Jia Yingqiong asked again.

"Yesterday was December 1st, and today is naturally December 2nd." Fu Xueying thought for a while and said.

Jia Yingqiong paused for a moment and looked at Fu Xueying fixedly, it seems that she is the same as herself, no, to be precise, she is more serious than herself, she has only lost the memory of a day, and she has lost her memory for almost a month.

After looking at Fu Xueying for more than ten seconds, Jia Yingqiong sighed slightly and said to her, "Fu Xueying, you come with me." ”

Fu Xueying hesitated for a moment, but still followed behind Jia Yingqiong, Jia Yingqiong walked to the door of the classroom and said loudly: "You go to self-study first!" Li Yuetong, maintain good classroom discipline. After speaking, he took Fu Xueying to the office again.

Back in the office, Jia Yingqiong took out the parent contact form, flipped to Fu Jiming's number, took out her mobile phone and dialed it. The phone rang twice and it was connected. "Hello, is it Fu Xueying's grandfather, Mr. Fu Jiming?"

"Yes, it's me, who are you?"

"Mr. Fu, hello, I'm Jia Yingqiong, Xueying's homeroom teacher, I don't know if you are free now, could you please come to the school?"

"Xue Ying got into trouble at school?" Fu Jiming asked in a deep voice.

"No, no, it's complicated, and I can't explain it clearly for a while, so you'd better come here yourself, right?"

"Okay, I'll come right over."

Hanging up the phone, Jia Yingqiong said to Fu Xueying again: "Xueying, you sit here first, your grandfather will be there soon." ”

Fu Xueying nodded, but her eyes inadvertently saw a document on Jia Yingqiong's desk, and when she looked closely, she saw that it read "New Year's Day Holiday Arrangement", and the time of issuance turned out to be December 27th!

Fu Xueying's head was "Hum! ~", as if it exploded, no wonder the head teacher asked such a strange question just now, it turns out that today is not the second in his memory, but the end of December, and it will be New Year's Day soon!

Thinking about it like this, Fu Xueying's head became more and more confused, when did she return to Sanhe County, and when did she change schools again? From the second to the twenty-seventh, for so many days in between, why don't you have any memory at all? What's going on here? Did you have amnesia?

After the class bell rang, Zhang Kai was about to get up and go to the toilet, but was pulled by Xiang Wei, "I took Kaizi, how can you be like this, you can't eat the bowl and look at the pot." ”

"What do you say, what is in the pot?" Zhang Kai asked a little confused.

"I'll take the test, don't pretend to be confused, Viagra doesn't eat your set. Tell me honestly, why was it prepared for Fu Xueying earlier? ”

How do you explain this? Zhang Kai thought in embarrassment, and didn't know how to explain, but at this moment, a girl's voice sounded behind him, "Zhang Kai." ”

Zhang Kai turned around with a smile and said, "Senior class leader, how are you?" ”

Li Yuetong put his hands on his lower abdomen, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, after listening to Zhang Kai's words, he couldn't help but look up at Zhang Kai and asked, "How do you know that I'm not good, Zhang Kai, do you know something?" ”

"No, how could it be? Didn't I see that you didn't come to class yesterday and thought you were sick? Zhang Kai hurriedly said with a smile.

Li Yuetong looked at Zhang Kai with some suspicion, and after more than ten seconds, he said again: "I'm not sick, but somehow, I heard from my classmates in the dormitory that I slept all day, and I couldn't wake up no matter how I screamed." ”

Zhang Kai smiled secretly, his soul is in the middle of the painting, it's strange to wake up, thinking of the time in the middle of the painting, Li Yuetong's pink costume and skirt are really fluttering, and people can't help but be excited. "Really? How are you feeling right now? ”

Li Yuetong glanced at Zhang Kai meaningfully and said, "I don't feel anything, I just remember that I seem to have had a long, long dream." ”

Zhang Kai's heart tightened, Li Yuetong came to her senses in the middle of the painting, she wouldn't remember everything in the middle of the painting, right? Thinking of this, the Zhang family hurriedly asked again, "Is it?" What kind of dream, do you remember? ”

"Do you want me to remember, or not?" Li Yuetong glanced at Zhang Kai and asked.

Zhang Kai smiled dryly and said: "Senior class leader, look at what you said, it's just a dream, you remember it if you remember it, and if you don't remember it, you don't remember it, why did you ask about me." ”

Li Yuetong looked at Zhang Kai and smiled, and said, "You're right, it's just a dream, what does it matter if you remember it or not?" As he spoke, he passed by Zhang Kai, but at the moment of passing by, he muttered in a low voice: "You are a fake Taoist priest who has no shape." ”