Story 64: The Gift of Twenty Years Ago (2)

And Liu Xueyan looked for a long time and was not satisfied, and suddenly, she saw a pile of miscellaneous things and a desk behind her, and the desktop looked pretty good.

So she walked over and checked it, except for a few drawers that were broken, everything else could be used, so she used chalk to write the words Liu Xueyan in the fourth group on it.

Before leaving work, the male teachers of the school called a few senior students and helped all the teachers carry their desks back to the office of the fourth year.

So Liu Xueyan wiped all the inside and outside of the table that she had finally found, and repaired several broken drawers, but the lowest drawer couldn't be opened, no matter how hard Liu Xueyan used!

She glanced at the time, it was already past the end of work, and the other teachers were almost gone, so she wanted to go to the logistics tomorrow to borrow a tool to open, now let's do it first!

Liu Xueyan washed the dirt on her hands, took her bag and prepared to go home, but as soon as she left the office, she saw a little boy passing by her side, who looked like he was six or seven years old.

"Little classmate? What class are you from? Why haven't schools been out yet? Liu Xueyan stopped the little boy.

The boy was visibly stunned, then asked weakly, "Are you talking to me?" ”

Liu Xueyan saw that the little boy was very cute, so she smiled and said, "Of course the teacher is talking to you, is there anyone else here?" ”

The boy looked left and right, then whispered, "Shhh, I'm going to the dean's office, and he won't let me talk to anyone else...... I'll go first! With that, he turned and ran away, and the small figure disappeared around the corner of the hallway.

Liu Xueyan was stunned, she didn't expect the little boy to run quite fast, but she thought about it again: Dean? What's the dean here? The headmaster is pretty much the same! I don't know which class of the first grade is a naughty ghost.

At this time, it was getting late, Liu Xueyan's home was not close to here, and she was in a hurry to go home, so she didn't take this matter to heart.

As a result, when Liu Xueyan came to the school the next day, she found that many teachers had gathered in front of the school's communication room, so she stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?" Why are they all standing here? ”

Teacher Yan and Liu Xueyan are in the same grade group, and they are usually quite familiar, she whispered to Liu Xueyan, "You don't know, Uncle Wang in the communication room died yesterday!" ”

"Isn't it, I saw him okay when I got off work yesterday?" Liu Xueyan said in disbelief.

Teacher Yan said with a sigh on his face, "Yes, I usually look at his old man and he is quite hard, but I heard that he was a heart attacker, and no one was there at the time, and when he found out, everyone was hard!" ”

Because the incident happened too suddenly, and Uncle Wang has been working in this school for almost 10 years, I didn't expect it to be gone, and the faces of the teachers in the school all morning were not very good, especially some of the older ones who were very familiar with Uncle Wang.

Then in the afternoon, the principal held a meeting with all the teachers, calmed everyone's emotions, and proposed that the school would give Uncle Wang a certain amount of consolation. However, after the meeting ended, many teachers still raised doubts about Uncle Wang's death.

First of all, Uncle Wang is usually in good health, I haven't heard that he has a heart attack, and secondly, his expression before he died, the teachers who came later didn't see it, but the first few teachers who arrived at the school could see it clearly, what kind of heart attack is it, it's obviously scared to death!

On the first night of moving in, there was a death in the communication room, which sounded a little terrible, and some teachers whispered to everyone, "Actually, there is a reason why this place has been vacant, I heard that this place was an orphanage before, and then there was a fire, and there were few alive in the whole hospital, all of them were burned to death!" ”

Another teacher even chimed in, "I've also heard that there were rumors of haunting here in the early years, otherwise why would it have been idle even though it had been renovated?" ”

Liu Xueyan listened to the teachers' gossip, and she couldn't help but think of the strange female student in her class yesterday, as well as the little boy she met after work, the orphanage, and the director?

I didn't expect that there would be so many strange things just two days ago, so how should I live my life after that? Although the school invited a young and strong man to the reception room to work the night shift, it still could not dispel the doubts in the hearts of the teachers.

After Liu Xueyan returned to the classroom, she suddenly heard a burst of beautiful music, and when she looked up, it turned out to be a few classmates fiddling with a pronunciation box...... So she slowly walked behind them and asked coldly, "Who brought this?" ”

Several students were startled, and when they turned around, they all immediately wilted when they saw that it was their homeroom teacher, and one of the little fat men said, "Zhao Xiaojun dug it up under the tree!" ”

The classmate named Zhao Xiaojun was betrayed so soon when he heard this, so he had to glare at the little fat man hatefully, and then said to Liu Xueyan with a smile, "Teacher Liu, I dug this thing under a big tree on the edge of the playground yesterday morning, and I was saying that I would hand it over to you today!" ”

As soon as Liu Xueyan heard that it was dug under the tree yesterday, she asked Zhao Xiaojun, "Then was this thing in your desk when I was in class yesterday?" ”

At this time, Zhao Xiaojun dared to hide a little, nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, it was in my desk at that time, but I didn't hand it in yesterday because of ...... Because I forgot! ”

Liu Xueyan didn't have time to play tricks with Zhao Xiaojun, she put the pronunciation box on the podium, and then started the class...... But just halfway through the class, Liu Xueyan suddenly found that the strange girl was standing by the door of the classroom, looking at her coldly lecturing.

Even a person with good psychological quality can't bear a female ghost staring at herself like this! What's more, Liu Xueyan's courage is not big, she didn't believe in ghosts and gods before because she hadn't seen them, but now she sees them every day, she is not afraid of it!

Finally got out of class, Liu Xueyan walked back to the office in a panic, she didn't take back the pronunciation box, and it was always placed on the podium in the classroom, of course, no student dared to take it.

As soon as Liu Xueyan sat at her desk, she remembered that there was a drawer that had not been opened, so she ran to the logistics Lao Zhang to get tools, and when she came back, she opened the drawer by dividing it by two, but as soon as she opened it, she found that it was not empty, but there was a black leather notebook.

Judging from the degree of age, it should be some years, even in the drawer, it is still covered with a thick layer of ash, Liu Xueyan gently wiped it with a rag, and then slowly opened it to see that it turned out to be an archive book left by him in the orphanage earlier. (To be continued.) )