Taking advantage of the gap between going on stage to the table to lay flowers, I also deliberately stepped forward and took a closer look at the photo, but I still couldn't determine what the difference was. Originally, I was going to secretly use my mobile phone to take pictures of the scene, but I thought that it was really inappropriate to make such a move on such an occasion, so I quietly stuffed the mobile phone back. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When I was about to sit down under the stage after offering flowers, I found a sad woman in a black plain shirt sitting on the side of the stage, about forty or fifty years old, and her eyebrows and eyes were quite similar to the photo of Bai Li on the table in the mourning hall. At present, the people who come to participate in the memorial service are all students who live on campus during the holidays, or who came because they met Bai Li and live locally, so there is no family member to answer the gift.

Li Linyuan said that the school has notified the family, and only Bai Li's mother came? What about the rest of her family? Why didn't Bai Li's father come? I still think it's strange, suddenly floating in the school's artificial lake such a life-threatening thing, so far there is no explanation, why haven't I seen any family members come to the school to make trouble?

looked at the people sitting around her, all of whom were in the student union. Could it be that the school and the student union have come forward to settle the matter? It can't be the one who bullied Bai Li's orphan and widow, right?

With such a conjecture, I kept an eye on Bai Li's mother and the group of people in the student union, her expression was indeed very sad, but she didn't cry, didn't make trouble, and didn't shed tears, isn't it like people say, the pain is so deep that it is numb, and the tears are dry when the sadness is thick? The people in the student council just sat next to me and didn't see anything to do.

I was staring at the family area here, when I suddenly heard a commotion on the stage, a woman with a disheveled hair wearing a white filial piety robe, and dragging a teenage boy, standing in front of the table with Bai Li's photo, a handful of tears and snot wailing, the voice was intermittent, I only heard roughly say:

"Harm to others...... Little vixen ...... If you seek death, you will die...... Iniquity...... It also affects other people's families...... Pity our children...... His father is gone like this, God doesn't open his eyes, how can we, orphans and widows, live in the future? ”

Xia Chan was next to me and asked softly, "Isn't this Director Zhong his wife?" "Ah Tu replied again and again, yes.

I also recognized it, the woman in white with her hair was Zhong Li's wife, and the one who was dragged by her side was their ten-year-old son, who seemed to be called Zhong Yijia, and she was also dressed in a white filial piety suit, so scared that she couldn't cry.

Before, everyone didn't know that Director Zhong was dead, but now he was howled by his wife at the scene, and the audience was in an uproar, and everyone looked at each other and didn't know what to do. But the school should have communicated with the students of the student council, so the student council quickly arranged for someone to get the mother and son away in a row.

Right under my nose, there was such a scene on the stage, Bai Li's mother was expressionless, and she didn't even move her sitting posture, which made me feel a little weird, could it be that because of the sudden death of her daughter, she was so sad that she lost her mind? If so, it would be bleak.

was sighing in his heart, but Ah Tu beside him sobbed in a low voice: "Bai Li died so suddenly, her mother is so pitiful, woo ~ woo ~ woo." "This girl is really straight, and even tears come faster than others.

I was scrambling to find tissues, and the tip of my nose suddenly became a little sore. Xia Chan had already taken out a tissue from her bag and handed it to Atu, I saw that she was also choking with tears in her eyes, but she was trying her best to restrain herself so that the tears did not flow.

The air conditioning in the small hall is very sufficient, but the main color of the white and black mourning hall, coupled with the fact that the girls deliberately suppressed it, but still heard the clear sobbing sound, made the entire aura in the auditorium look particularly depressing.

Ask Xia Chan and Ah Tu, do you want to go out for a walk? Because I feel that I am a little tight, and I can't breathe.

They both said, "Okay, let's go together." ”

Just as we stood up and were about to walk out, out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly saw that behind the heavy curtain on the second floor of the small hall behind me, there was a familiar white figure, with long hair in a shawl, and still such empty eyes.

Shouldn't she be lying in the police station or the cold morgue of the funeral home right now? How did it end up here? Just like before, she suddenly appeared behind the window of the school office building 302a.

When I tried to take a closer look, there was nothing but the shadows of air and light.

At this time, Xia Chan suddenly pointed in the direction of the stage of the auditorium and stopped me and Atu, it turned out to be the owner of the small noodle restaurant, Fat Ziqiang, who walked in with Zheng Yuanjie, the owner of the feng shui shop.

Li Linyuan, the president of the student union, stepped forward to say hello from afar, could it be the master invited by the student union? It won't be introduced by that fat qiang again, right?

This situation is really getting stranger and stranger, when did the student union start to believe in Feng Shui metaphysics, transcendence of the Dharma and other things? I don't know, what would he think if trainee police officer Yan Xi was present?

With a mind full of question marks, I walked with Ah Tu and Xia Chan to the outside of the small auditorium, and when we passed the small iron door leading to the second floor of the auditorium, we found that there was a big iron lock hanging on it, this door had never been opened at all, how did Bai Li go up?

Nima, only to remember that she is not human, whether the door is locked or not, it is useful to her again! Don't blame me for being foul-mouthed again, my grandmother said that those things are also afraid of vulgar words, so I am willful occasionally.

As soon as I stepped out of the glass door of the auditorium, I was distracted and bumped into the oncoming person, and subconsciously said several "sorry" in a row, but the other person who was also hit did not respond, I raised my eyes to see, the bearded scummy face, the eyes seemed to be bloodshot, and it looked like a serious lack of sleep.

Although the other party is overweight, I still recognize him at a glance, he is the senior of Y University, the president of the student union of the previous session, a graduate student in biology, and a model student Huang Pinzhuo.

When I first arrived at Y University, I often heard teachers and classmates mention this role model senior. But what's wrong with him? Why did you come to the memorial service today?

I wanted to care more about my senior, but he walked straight to the auditorium as if he couldn't see anyone else, leaving us with a lost back in the blink of an eye.

What's going on? There are strange things every day, especially today, and after staying at the scene of this mourning hall for such a short time, I found that things are all strange, and the people I meet are also strange.

It's finally chapter 50, thank you good friends and friends of Su Yu's life for silently supporting "Talking Nonsense in Another World", it's good to have you.

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