Zhang Qi sat on the roof of the building, listening to the girls' words, and couldn't help frowning.

He knew that Wang Hong was a person who would not change, but he didn't expect that even his son Wang Jiaxun would be so repeated. Before, he was like a dog, praying for reconciliation with Zhang Qi, but he didn't expect that Zhang Qi was only away for a while, and his true form was revealed.

Sure enough, it is a despicable and shameless family who sees the wind and makes the rudder!

Zhang Qi was slightly angry in his heart, but he quickly calmed down. Frequently entering the state of emptiness has greatly improved his mental cultivation, and many times his joy and anger will no longer be superficial.

Listening to the girls frolicking and cooking, he got up gently, stepped on the roof, and ran away into the distance.

Wang Hong, this psoriasis, must be taken rid of, otherwise he will never be able to leave Zhongshan with confidence.

Tonight, it's another good day.

Zhang Qi remembered the names of people and places on the list clearly, and now it was time to pull the list.

Ten hours later.

Zhang Qi's face was indifferent in the night, and he ran back on the roof.

He didn't kill anyone that night, but just followed the list, visited one by one, and chatted with them.

Of course, some means were used, and some bloody ones were seen.

It's just that the scene is a little inappropriate for children, so it's inconvenient to talk about it in detail.

When he returned, he jumped lightly, landed on the lattice, and looked into the room.

The girls didn't close the window, and Zhang Qi gently fell and set off a light breeze, lifting the curtain slightly.

The four girls were crammed into the not very big bed, summer was coming, and the pajamas they were wearing were relatively cool, hugging each other tightly and falling asleep.

Qin Wu'er slept the sweetest, but she seemed to be having an unhappy dream, with tears flashing in the corners of her eyes.

Qi made a sound of deep sleep slightly, as if he had a cold, and his nose was not very breathing. Her sleeping appearance was not very good, one foot was on Qin Wu'er and Yang Xue, and the other foot hooked Yang Xiaoru's calf.

Yang Xiaoru fell asleep deeply, clinging tightly to Qi Weiwei's back, and a pair of plump and squeezed seemed to burst out of her pajamas.

Yang Xue frowned, as if she was not completely asleep, her ears moved slightly, as if she was listening to something.

Seeing this, Zhang Qi hurriedly held his breath and didn't breathe, but he saw that Yang Xue suddenly opened one eye like an owl.

"Ahh Hell! ”

Sleepy-eyed, she suddenly let out a scream.

Zhang Qi was startled, and hurriedly jumped up and ran away quickly.

Yang Xue's scream woke up the girls, and they opened their sleepy eyes one by one, and said complainingly: What is the ghost called! It's noisy.

"Ghosts! I see ghosts! Yang Xue's voice trembled and said, although she now has the ability to be majestic everywhere, she can see unknown things, and she is still as timid as a mouse.

"What the hell is there! Sling the bull! Qi scolded slightly.

"Don't make me sleep!" Yang Xiaoru said very unhappily.

"Uh-huh, sleep." Qin Wu'er said in a low voice, not even opening her eyes.

Yang Xue got up angrily, walked to the window, cautiously looked out, looked left and right, and saw the street lamps in the distance, the street was empty, so she breathed a sigh of relief, closed the window tightly, closed the curtains, ran back to the bed, shrunk into Qi Weiwei's arms, pulled Qi Weiwei's hand to cover her shoulder, and pulled Qin Wu'er's soft little hand behind her and hugged her stomach.

Only then did she feel a sense of security, and Yang Xue buried her head in Qi Weiwei's chest again, smelling the charming fragrance, wanting to hypnotize herself.

But lying in bed, I tossed and turned, and I couldn't fall asleep for a while.

It's not been a day or two, she's been suffering from insomnia for a long, long time.

She is getting thinner and thinner, not because of a physical illness, but because of her insomnia.

If you don't sleep well, your natural spirit won't be good, you can't eat well, and you can't sleep well.

"I'm sure I wasn't dazzled, there was a black figure standing in the window just now!" She thought firmly.

"That ghost seems to be a bit like Brother Zhang."

"Is he really dead?"

Yang Xue was very reluctant to believe this fact, but after such a long time, all the evidence pointed out that Zhang Qi must have died in some unknown corner and could never come back.

But she just didn't believe it, and was willing to deceive herself and numb herself. She didn't allow anyone to mention this in front of her, even the other girls had to be cautious in their words and deeds, and they were not allowed to say that Zhang Qi would never come back, let alone that he was dead.

However, what I just saw was a figure that looked very much like Zhang Qi. But it kept coming to her mind, and it broke her persistence little by little.

"Brother Zhang, are you really leaving? I shouldn't have said you were a ghost...... Will you come back and let me see you again? Yang Xue couldn't sleep, turned over and got up again, opened the curtains, and reopened the window.

A cool breeze blew in, and she couldn't help but hug her arms.

Alas, nothing.

She wistfully returned to bed, leaning sideways, staring at the window. After a while, I saw that my eyes were sour, so I closed my eyes, opened them slightly from time to time, and fell asleep unconsciously.

The next day.

When the girls woke up, they remembered that Yang Xue had startled everyone last night, and they teased her.

"Hmph, let's see if you will suddenly scream in the middle of the night, scaring us a lot!"

Yang Xue didn't have a laughing expression, and said with a sad face: "The ghost I saw last night ......"

"What's wrong?" Seeing that she was so serious, the girls also stopped frolicking and asked with a frown.

"That ghost, I think it's Zhang Qi." Yang Xue didn't joke, she said with a stern face.

The girls looked at each other and looked at each other.

No one spoke.

"Don't you believe it?" Yang Xue asked.

The girls were silent for a moment.

Then Qi opened his mouth slightly and said, "Maybe, he misses us and comes back to see us." Don't think about it, let's get up and go to breakfast. ”

They had never discussed this type of topic before, so they were very taboo and changed the topic in a few words.

Not only Yang Xue, but other girls also subconsciously wanted to avoid this question.

They are willing to live in a dream of nothingness, fantasizing that one day Zhang Qi can suddenly appear in front of them.

"Hmm."

After such an incident, everyone was not interested in chatting at breakfast, and they were afraid that they would say something bad, which would make everyone's feelings bad and affect the performance of the exam.

Doodle.

The horn of a car could be heard downstairs.

"It's my mom who picked us up for school exams!" Qi Weiwei said, "You guys eat quickly, I'll go talk to her and ask her to wait." ”

After the girls finished breakfast, they went downstairs one after another, got into the luxury car driven by Zhao Yajing, and headed towards the school.

This will be the last day of the high school career of the other girls except Yang Xue.

After the girls left, Zhang Qi stood on the roof of the building and watched the car drive into the distance.

He jumped back to his room, found a suit of clothes, took a shower, ran to the kitchen, saw the girls make an extra breakfast, and ate the rest.

"It's lightly fried eggs and sausages, right? It's delicious, but I didn't expect her craftsmanship to be good. ”

After eating, he jumped back on the roof and jumped all the way to school. Ever since he was running and jumping in the mountains and forests that day, he has fallen in love with the sport, which is more emotional than parkour. Although he is often pointed at and screamed by passers-by, and sometimes he will bump into very embarrassing things, such as a beautiful woman secretly hiding on the roof of the building to urinate and being seen by passing by.

But he still likes to run like this, both to exercise and to feel the joy of running freely.

After coming to school, I sneaked into the school just like yesterday.

The English test is a bit bad because listening is a waste of time, which is like this for Zhang Qi.

He could only listen to the ears over and over again, while writing on other topics. English is actually faster than math, most of them are multiple-choice questions, and they are easy to choose, just fill in the answer sheet directly. Reading comprehension, translation, fill-in-the-blank, etc., are all topics with low difficulty and low amount of writing, and they are quickly completed.

By the time the listening test was over, he had finished his essay, which was much faster than yesterday's math paper.

"Teacher, I want to go to the toilet, and the rolls will be put here for you first." He repeated his old trick and ran out of the classroom in front of the stunned invigilator.