October is an eventful time.

The L Colonel Debate Tournament was held.

The Faculty of Law hosted the "Domestic Economic Law University Forum".

The student union of the college is facing a general election, Luo Ting has to concentrate on finding a job, and I am running for vice president.

What doesn't sound like much compared to these is that Shen Sibo was asked to invite me to dinner with a girl in the dormitory. Because he "kidnapped Zhuang Ning for one night last time, it made them so worried", phew.

I was sent by the hospital office to write invitations, buy gifts, and make phone calls. The guests included well-known professors in China, legal authorities, as well as leaders of the Municipal Department of Education and law enforcement agencies.

Things look simple, but they are trivial, and everyone must be sure to deliver and receive receipts. Some people may not take you seriously, they are quite impatient, and you have to communicate with them patiently.

The forum was scheduled for the third weekend of October, and that Saturday afternoon was the preliminary round of the debate competition, the Law School against the Scholasticism. The latter is also the ace discipline of L University, and the two who come out are arrogant masters, and they all feel that they are the future Soros Buffett, and they will copy the bottom of Wall Street at every turn.

I'm not nervous.

There is not much new in the topic, it is easy to know and easy to do, and it is easy to know and easy to do.

The opponent's firepower is concentrated in the second debate, this boy has a long face of business warfare, and when attacking and defending, he is like Demostelny possessed, his words are sharp, and he talks endlessly, and every time he picks up the key points, he even grabs the speech of his defense friend.

So much so that their three debates sat aside, their eyes drifted, and they basically had no chance to play.

The other party's momentum was too strong, and the girl on our side was obviously a little panicked, and when she made a summary of the attack, the last one stumbled, which was read as "To sum up, I think that it is easy to know what is difficult to do." "

Immediately there was a commotion from below. This is equivalent to a kick in his own goal.

Someone on the other side of the scholastic whistled and cheered. Everyone in law school had a gloomy face. Yibian's face turned white when he sat down.

The opponent's second argument stood up and smiled before making a statement: "First of all, thank you for supporting our viewpoint. "

I was panicked, but now I'm angry.

Then I figured out how to get it back.

I got up, pressed my hands on the edge of the table, straightened my upper body, and leaned forward slightly as I spoke:

"Ladies and gentlemen, our first defense has just made a mistake in its expression, may I ask, is it because she doesn't know our point of view? On the contrary, she knows and does wrong. This just proves our point of view, which is easier said than done, this debater. "

At the end of the sentence, go up and down, don't doubt it, I'm in my heart.

After about a second or two, the audience began to applaud and cheer, and some people stomped their feet, not calm.

The other party did not stand up to refute for more than ten seconds, and the second argument glared at me. Finally, the third debater stood up and said a few vague words.

Sometimes the ability is equal, and morale is the point to victory.

At the end of the day, we suddenly relaxed, and we were all tired and shivering.

Luo Ting came over to give me a bear hug: "Well done Zhuang Ning." "

This time, there was finally a man next to her, who was pure and good-looking, and he was not the same as someone in Qi. Luo Ting caught up with a twilight love before graduation.

Just as she was thinking this, Luo Ting turned to her boyfriend and said, "By the way, what about Senior Brother Qi?" "

Her boyfriend looked around, then shrugged: "Let's go, it's okay, are you still afraid that he will lose it?" "

I asked, "What is he doing here?" "

"Oh, he accompanied his dad to participate in the ......" Before Luo Ting finished speaking, my attention ran away, and I saw Shen Sibo.

A shadow came from behind me, and someone touched me: "Hey, beauty. "

I looked back and saw that it was the other party's second argument: "Let's not fight and don't know each other -- Wu Qian, the Department of Accounting, the vice president of the student union of the scholastic. "

He reached out to shake it, and I couldn't refuse, so my hand was tightly grasped and he put his arm on my shoulder:

"Take a picture and keep it as a memento."

His palms were wet and sticky, and his grip was so tight that I was so unwell that I could barely keep a smile on my face.

The flash of the flash slammed my head and covered my head, and I wondered if I had been caught in disgust.

"Zhuang Ning, right?" Wu Qian finally let go of me, revealing four teeth, and the corner of his right mouth hung up, like a standard tick on a test paper: "I remember you." "

It doesn't matter if you really threaten me, but the sun is still shining brightly at the moment, and it is not right for Chairman Wu to be so mad.

Fortunately, Shen Sibo had already walked to my side: "What's wrong?" "

He was next to my shoulder, and I felt his muscles tense through two layers of fabric.

"It's fine." I laughed, "Take a picture." "

Wu Qian looked at Shen Sibo with the eyes of a leader or even a leader, and then said to me, "Contact again." "

As soon as this person turned around, I took out a tissue and wiped my palms vigorously, and Luo Ting looked at me from the side: "It's not enough, I still have it." "

"Thank you."

She continued: "The scholastic is really perverted, this person must be the kind of person who gets up early in the morning and yells three times in the mirror, 'I want to win!'" That kind of paranoia. "

I wiped my hands and introduced to Shen Sibo: "This is Luo Ting, my leader." "

He called me obediently: "Senior Sister Luo." "

"Good." Luo Ting smiled uncharacteristically: "Nervous this little handsome guy to death, are you afraid that he will beat her?" Why don't you let him try it? "

"Not really." Shen Sibo smiled and turned his head to look at me: "Who dares to touch, you?" "

I wore my coat and grabbed my hand at the collar and glanced at him. He raised his hand and turned over my own weak collar.

Luo Ting coughed lightly beside her: "Zhuang Ning, go first." "

"Senior Sister Luo, wait a minute." Shen Sibo still put his hand on the back of my neck, turned his head and said to her, "I'm going to invite her roommate to dinner, you can come along." "

"I can't eat it." I bowed my head and buttoned it: "Xie Duan, that's what I mentioned to you, my mother is sick and comes home and will come back next week." "

"...... Must wait for her? "

"Of course." I looked at him seriously and said, "She's the woman I love the most." "

Shen Sibo looked like he was about to fall: "Miss, I don't know you." "

"Why don't you know each other again, haven't you just met? I'll stand here and you'll come here. "

"What am I doing here?"

"Who knows, maybe I'm pretty."

He didn't speak for a long time, and I saw that his eyes were narrowed, very cartoonish, but very charming.

I couldn't stand him anymore, and I said:

"Hand out."

"？"

I shoved my hand into his palm.

Don't look at the action is quite fearless, in fact, I am nervous. If he doesn't cooperate, then the restraint that began that night is pleasant, and the small fight for a few months will return to the ambiguous front.

Fortunately, he cooperated. I touched his middle finger, a cocoon that would be grinded out as a student, and his position was not particularly the same as others, because of the problem of holding a pen when he was a child, for which his mother trained him many times, but it was useless.

But I think, it's so cool, my Shen Sibo, even the cocoon on his hand is so recognizable.

Now that his hand was in his hand, the discomfort left over from the previous pseudo-Demostierny had been wiped out.

He lifted it: "Just met you like this?" "

"I'm willing, willing."

"...... It's too late to say that - fast! Shen Sibo turned his face sideways, and the first few words were still said slowly and gloomily, and the last one suddenly rose, menacing, and rushed straight in front of me.

I shuddered.

That's right, he's telling me ghost stories.

We just went to watch "There Are Ghosts in the OFFICE", Karen Mok is in such a good figure, Shu Qi is quite beautiful, and ** The movie is also good at scaring people, not as good as before - according to Nicholas Tse in "2002", grandma, do you think you are a ghost if you are as green as a green vegetable?

When I watched it in the school screening room, I didn't feel that everyone was screaming one after another when they got together anyway. I also discussed it with Shen Sibo while watching, **'s ghost is okay, compared to Japan's, it is more orderly, there are taboos, and there is a view of right and wrong.

Not after it comes out.

I look quite materialistic during the day, but in fact, I am a mystic at heart, and I start to attack as soon as I encounter the right environment, and at this moment the moonlight is like salt, and there are few people around, and I just finished watching a horror movie.

As soon as I was nervous, I was next to Shen Sibo, and he turned his head to look at me:

"You're scared?"

"No, haha." I relaxed and shook my arms: "What is there to be afraid of." "

He paused, and the narrow smile came again: "Then I'll tell you another one." "

He began to tell the story of the peach blossom killing, in a certain year and month, a woman was jealous of love, killed her sweetheart's lover and buried it under the peach blossom tree.

Later, the woman got her wish, married her sweetheart, and one day went on a spring outing, and met a peach tree ten miles on the road. I can't go around and around.

As soon as she turned around, she came to the "say too late, then too fast" part.

In fact, I have always thought that the high-frequency words in this review are quite average. But at this moment, it is particularly terrifying:

"--An old woman appeared before her and said in a dark voice, "Girl, do you know why this peach tree is so fat?"

At this time, my teeth were already secretly chattering, and I was still playing hard: "Hey, it's average, I've heard it." "

He smiled badly: "Then why are you pinching me?" "

I realized that I was unconsciously clutching his sleeve, and I quickly let go, the roots of my teeth were cold, and I wanted to refute but had no strength.

The small river glittered in the night, and it ran through the entire campus, and as you passed the wooden bridge, you could see a flexible, fleshy, silvery fish. It's also quite close to the dormitory, and I feel just a little better, Shen Sibo spoke, and said in a treacherous voice:

"Do you know why the fish in this river are so fat?"

I said "ah" and grabbed his arm with both hands.

Then I couldn't walk.

Shen Sibo probably didn't expect me to react so much, and he was still laughing at the beginning. Gradually, I probably realized that my face was wrong, and I wasn't looking for fun with him.

He started to get nervous and turned around to put his arm on my shoulder: "Really scared?" No way? Zhuang Ning? Xiao Zhuang? Xiao Ning? "

I couldn't laugh, I could only nod weakly, and I couldn't say a word.

He looked apologetic, strange and helpless: "You are really ...... It's okay, where the hell came from? It's all made up. "

Of course I know it's made up.

What I don't know is that I'm afraid, but where does such a heavy sadness in my heart come from. My consciousness and body are like water and oil, and I don't have to look at it to know that my eyes are straight.

On second thought, it's not inexplicable.

Ghosts sometimes bring not death, but the horror of life. Ultimately, it symbolizes detachment from the norm, resulting in a sense of powerlessness that cannot be controlled. A ghost is not just a ghost, it is all the dark, unpredictable, and unknowable variables in life.

Most of the time you live in the blue sky and the day, and you are silent, and you are confused, but occasionally, you don't know under what conditions you are established, and the world is in your consciousness and cold for a while because of impermanence.

So I only feel inexplicable panic at the moment, and I can't sort it out, and then tell him about it.

And Shen Sibo was looking down at me, looking at my probably blood-ischemic face, trance-like eyes, and fragile lips.

There was confusion in his eyes, and he probably didn't know me like this.

My sanity drifted a little under his gaze, and I gradually felt warm again, but my heart was beating fast. He smiled nervously, and the smile disappeared halfway. He leaned over.

I closed my eyes.

"Zhuang Ning?!"

The voice came from behind him, and the first one was not very certain. Shen Sibo reacted before me:

"It's called you, isn't it?"

I opened my eyes and looked at him face to face. Then I turned my head.

I didn't hear whose voice it was in the dark, and there was only one thought at the moment, which one, I don't want to live, right?

At the end of the wooden bridge, on the forest road leading to the dormitory, a figure dragging a small suitcase: "Zhuang Ning, is it you?" "

"End-to-end?"

Before I could react, she ran towards me like a lost child, her canvas shoes creaking on the board.

I turned to meet her, and she hugged me, and it took me a few seconds to realize that she was crying.

"End-to-end? What's wrong? What's wrong with this? I hugged her, helplessly tilted my head to Shen Sibo, his eyes fell on Xie Duan, looked at me again, and asked with his mouth: "No, what's the matter, right?" "

I shook my head and whispered, "It's okay, you go first." "

"I had a fight with my mom." In the dormitory, she sat there, her face covered in a towel, and her muffled voice said, "I'll run back." "

"Why are you arguing?"

She was silent. I stroked her hair: "I'll go pour you a glass of water." "

She suddenly spoke: "She accuses me again." "

"She wasn't happy with me, even if it was a small thing." She may have really suppressed it for too long, and she didn't stop saying it at first: "She said, I'm not like she gave birth to." Like my dad, I was born and incorrigible. When she said this, I really suspected that she didn't like me at all. Zhuang Ning, you said, what did she give birth to me? "

She looked up at me, shivering, and talked a lot about her mother, who was the best mother in the world, when she was a child, when the family had not been transferred up, she was the only child in the kindergarten in the town who wore the children's clothes that her mother bought from Shanghai, cute and clean like a child star in the advertisement.

She has hardly been beaten, and she is rarely scolded, and she is so angry that the mother only sighs sadly, and says, Duanduan, hello, you are really your father's daughter.

But just like that, little Xie Duan would immediately cry in shame, and no one could persuade him.

It's not that this kind of family doesn't understand, what a weight this is. It means depravity, corruption, self-abandonment, and great disappointment to those who love her. They had struggled so long in life that her mother could easily turn her into a betrayer and send her to another despised way of life.

This means another kind of abandonment, spiritual abandonment, which has always been the most feared thing for children.

I remember one time when I was a child, I didn't know what to do on the street to make my mother anxious, she dragged me to a beggar on the side of the street, and said coldly as she went, you are so naughty, I gave you to him, and I gave birth to a new one.

I can still vividly remember how panicked I was at her hands, weeping bitterly, desperately pleading. I've remembered it for more than ten years, and it's not that I want to do it, but I always remember it.

The effect of adults on children's verbal harm is far stronger than they think.

But the problem is that my mother was unintentional, but Xie Duan's mother knew that this would make her daughter feel pain in her heart, but she would rather do so than let go of this spell. Just because it works.

I held her in my arms from above, and I didn't know how to comfort her for a moment except a sigh.

"Duanduan, no matter how you say she's your mother."

I searched for the right words and said to her slowly as I thought about it.

"--Maybe you've grown up and she's lonely by herself. Have a good talk with her. Let her know that you are an adult and can take care of yourself.

--If you really can't be convinced, it doesn't matter, there are many ways to be a good daughter, and you don't have to be obedient, you look at me, it's okay.

--It's okay, it's going to pass, and I, I'll be with you. "

The room was silent, and there was a cool white light. She remained silent. There was a small piece on the upper arm of my shirt, which slowly got soaked, cooled, and stuck to the skin.