November 6, cloudy. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The weather is changeable, and the next day, there is a tendency for a storm to come.

Yesterday the weather was pretty good, I thought it would be a sunny day for a few days, but it turned out to change.

In Dongai City, in a two-story brick house, the silence is terrible.

The owner of this house is called Jue Qing, and the person currently living in it is his son, named Jue Ling.

After disappearing for a few months, on this day, the "Jue Spirit" returned here.

Six o'clock in the morning, bedroom.

"Ho..."

Jue Ling sat up suddenly, pinching his neck with both hands and gasping for air, his heart was pounding, and his whole body was extremely hot.

His body seemed to be torn apart in pain, and he screamed bitterly, and his body kept rolling and struggling, rolling from the bed to the ground.

It was an incomprehensible scene that lasted for five minutes.

Jue Ling's struggle slowly lessened, and finally the whole person collapsed and lay on the ground, at this time his arms and face were covered with blood.

After another three minutes, he got up from the ground, walked to the bed, and slowly took off the pajamas he was wearing, moving like a machine.

If you look closely, you can see that his eyes are now empty, numb, and full of indifference.

He put on his uniform and looked at this familiar and unfamiliar environment, many of the decorations had changed, and there was still a mobile phone next to the bed.

After thinking about it, only Summer can enter his room, and Summer's family background can indeed have this kind of noble mobile phone.

Jue Ling subconsciously identified this mobile phone as summer, ignored it, and let it be placed in its place. Although he was surprised, who had changed the furnishings of his room during the time he was unconscious?

But now is not the time to care about this, and if you don't hurry up to school, you will be late.

Jue Ling didn't eat breakfast, hurried out of the door, and trotted to the school.

When he walked into the second class of high school, he was shocked to find that he didn't know any of the people sitting in the classroom, especially his favorite Qianyue Flowers, which was not in this classroom.

He hurriedly exited the classroom and looked at the sign at the door, thinking that he had gone to the wrong classroom, and the sign clearly said "Senior 2 Class".

Why? Why are these people in the classroom of the second class of high school? Class?

"Classmate, who are you looking for?"

At this time, a man came out of the classroom and asked him.

This person is the class leader of the second class of high school, a weak girl with glasses. Seeing Jue Ling hovering in front of her class, as a leader, it was necessary for her to stand up and ask.

Jue Ling looked at the girl and did not speak. He didn't want to talk to anyone except Chizuki Hanama.

Naturally, there was no way to get through without speaking, and the two were deadlocked at the door of the second class.

After a long time, Shang Dongcai, who happened to be passing by, recognized Jue Ling, and pounced without saying a word: "Senior." ”

Faced with this strange girl's inexplicable attack, Jue Ling dodged very calmly, and then stared at Shang Dongcai.

Her enthusiasm was avoided, Shang Dongcai was already accustomed to it, and just as she was about to start the second attack, she came into contact with Jue Ling's eyes, which were numb eyes without any emotion, full of faint coldness.

Shang Dongcai froze suddenly, thinking that he had done something wrong, so he immediately acted like a good child, pretending to be pitiful and asked, "Senior, are you in a bad mood today?" ”

"You, know me?" A moment of surprise flashed in Jue Ling's eyes.

"Senior, don't be kidding, we're members of the same club."

"I don't belong to any clubs." Jue Ling replied in a flat voice, already vigilant against Shang Dongcai who was lying.

"Senior, this joke has already been made, obviously we have been together for nearly half a year, and if you deny it, the president will definitely be angry."

Shang Dongcai, this is in disguise, showing that she is also angry.

However, Jue Ling regarded her words as a prank, and his attitude became colder and colder, his survival principle was not to communicate with others, not to provoke others, but he would never tolerate others messing with him.

He was about to say a word or two to express his dissatisfaction, when the class bell suddenly rang.

"Well, don't talk about it, senior, go back to class quickly, the third year of high school teaching building is quite far from the second year of high school, you are expected to be late."

Shang Dongcai said hurriedly, and then ran to the first class. Recently, she has been more concerned about the class bell and wants to be a good student who attends classes on time.

The third year of high school? Why should I go to the Senior High School Building?

With such questions, Jue Ling came to the third year of high school teaching building and found the location of the second class classroom.

He stood at the window and looked into the classroom, and found that all his former classmates were sitting inside, the thousand moon flowers who had just refused his confession, and two fresh faces.

What's going on, why do they all go to the classroom in the second class of the third year of high school?

Jue Ling couldn't figure it out, and of course, He Muzi, who was in class, didn't give him time to think about it.

"Jue Ling, how long do you have to stand outside the classroom before you come in?" He Muzi said with sharp eyes.

Jue Ling shook his head, didn't reply to He Muzi, pushed open the classroom door, didn't report, walked in directly, and sat in the empty position.

He Muzi was silent, and watched Jue Ling walk to the seat and sit down.

In this regard, Jue Ling ignored it perfectly, and what he was more concerned about at the moment was that there was a beautiful lesbian table around him, which made him a little surprised.

However, it didn't take long for Jue Ling to figure it out. This girl is a fresh face, I'm afraid it's a freshman who has transferred from another school, and I don't know it, but I guess after a while I understand how disgusting he is, I won't be stupid to be at the same table with myself.

He Muzi didn't know what he was thinking in his mind, so he didn't punish Jue Ling and continued to class.

A class passed quickly, and before the end of class, He Muzi admonished: "Mathematics representative, put away your homework." ”

Hearing this, Jue Ling didn't feel the slightest feeling, and was about to sleep when he lay on the table.

Meng Ruoxi on the side would not let him sleep with peace of mind, so he stretched out his hand and pushed, saying, "Ling, don't want to be lazy, go and collect your homework." ”

Jue Ling raised his head and looked at the strange table in front of him in confusion.

Do you want me to collect my homework? Why? I'm not a representative of mathematics.

Jue Ling suddenly found that in the short period of time he came to school, he had hit a wall many times, what happened to them today?

Although he was puzzled, he couldn't sit idly by in the face of others' active requests for help. If you just accept an assignment, you will be able to accept it.

Jue Ling got up, quickly put away his homework, and handed it to Meng Ruoxi.

"What are you doing in front of me? Carry it to the office. Meng Ruoxi said confidently.

In this regard, Jue Lingren endured it, quickly sent the homework to the office, naturally ignored He Muzi, put down the homework, and left the office without saying hello.

As soon as he returned to his position and sat down, Meng Ruoxi immediately leaned over and asked:

"Ling, why do you feel weird today?"