After nightfall, Shuoyang Foreign Chinese High School was as silent as a dead city.

The security room at the entrance of the school is connected to an electric door, and the gate is closed at the moment, only a dim night light is lit under the eaves, and there are many small flying insects flying around under the lamp.

"Listen to a word that scares away people's souls

The three souls are inconsiderate

I snapped my eyes open and looked at it

Father's son, open his eyes and come to Mount Wutai ......"

A few sonorous Qin voices came from the room, which was especially abrupt in the silent night, and this rough and hoarse voice quickly expanded to all sides, and it did not go away for a long time.

There was no one on campus and the lights were dark.

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared on the corridor leading to the first year of high school, and this ghostly shadow moved slowly, and finally stopped at the entrance of the building.

"Whew...... Whew......"

The heavy, muddy wheezing sound is like pulling a bellows, which is particularly terrifying in a confined space.

"Boom!" Something fell, and the sensor light on the ceiling came on.

Under the miserable white light, a miserable white face loomed.

It turned out to be the missing North and South!

She reached out and covered her eyes, leaning against the wall for a moment to catch her breath before continuing her way upstairs.

She walked slowly, and by looking at her gait, she knew she was extremely tired, but she moved forward step by step like a robot without feelings. There were two small red flames burning in her round eyes, and she could see clearly even in the dark.

She didn't know how long she had been walking like this, how far she had walked, as if she was in such a state when she came out of the hot pot restaurant, she kept walking, kept walking, didn't dare and didn't want to stop, because as soon as she stopped, she couldn't help crying and wanted to shout.

She went from day to night, she went to many places, there were many people, some people were few, but she couldn't remember the specific streets and buildings, she walked through the crowd like a zombie, and the joys and sorrows of the whole world had nothing to do with her.

In the end, the only place she has the consciousness to want to go, and the only place where she can accept her and not disturb her, is the school she is familiar with.

Shuoyang Foreign Chinese High School.

The province's school-based teaching and research demonstration school, the city's key school, there are two places to be sent to Tsinghua University and Peking University every year.

For these two places, I don't know how many parents have been actively planning since their children were in primary school, instilling in their children the view of 'going to a foreign high school and maintaining a famous school', and the children are also proud of being admitted to the foreign high school, as if they got the admission card of the foreign high school, and half of their legs have stepped into the national first-class school, and the whole family has followed the light.

Located in the famous Yellow River Scenic Area, the environment is quiet and elegant, even if it is a lively school season, it is as quiet as a paradise after nightfall.

When there was nowhere to go in the north and south, the feet seemed to have their own opinions, and they took her towards the school.

The way to avoid the guards is very simple, because the students who have been in the high school outside know that there is a wall on the west side of the school connected to the scenic spot, and if you want to enter the school, you can just walk in from the scenic spot.

It was summer, and there was no one in the school building, and it was dark all around, and I couldn't even see a shadow when I walked.

In the past, how could the timid and squeamish Nanbei dare to run here in the middle of the night, but this time it was different, and the anger and grievances in her heart that she had nowhere to vent made her forget her fear.

The teaching building on the right side of the office laboratory building is designed in a mouth-shaped shape, with classrooms for the first and second years of high school and corridors connecting the two grades on both sides, with a total of five floors and a large platform on the roof.

North and South come to the fifth floor.

She originally wanted to go to the corridor, but she unconsciously continued to walk up the stairs.

After going up a few more steps, she felt it difficult to breathe, so she hunched over, pressed her hand to her throat, and inhaled heavily.

Her face was numb, her skull hurt like pins and needles, and her lungs sank like falling stones, and she knew that she was going to get worse and worse, but then a strange feeling of pleasure welled up in her heart, as if the more intense the torture, the better.

She grinned, tilted her head, and sneered silently.

Then, she saw the moonlight outside the window.

The faint shadow of the moon, curved, like a hook, was projected through the glass on the gray wall, looking so dreamy and unreal.

What is she doing here?

A string of question marks appeared in the chaotic and confused head, but the faint moon shadow seemed to have magical power, hooking her heart.

She stumbled up the last few steps, reaching out and touching the lock on the door.

Then she was stunned.

The door is unlocked?

She remembered that the door had been locked, open, black and hung like a lion at the town gate, and would only open it when the school's support staff were repairing the pipes.

Maybe it's summer, and the school doesn't worry about naughty students coming here to play, so it's not locked.

The door opened with a slight push.

Unlike the sweltering heat of the stairwell, a fresh evening breeze blows in the face, mixed with the refreshing scent of herbs.

Nanbei smelled such air, and his confused head suddenly felt a burst of clarity, but what followed was a clearer and deeper pain.

And uncontrollable anger.

Chen Jiaqi.

Her dad.

A dutiful father who went down to the dust for her, a husband who was loyal and responsible to his wife, and the backbone of the whole family, but he did the ugly thing of betraying the family and betraying his wife.

She felt disgusted even thinking about such a filthy and filthy behavior.

The moonlight was bright, sprinkled on the ground like mercury, illuminating the dark corners. The bright lights of the city in the distance, and the incomparably beautiful night scene that she once admired, now seem to be a black and white sketch without temperature.

Nanbei took out the mobile phone in his pocket, looked at the dark screen, and then put it back in his pocket, dragged his feet heavier than lead, and staggered forward.

The roof is the size of two basketball courts, with many pipes running across the ground, and only a small area to the east is level. The platform is surrounded by a row of half-man-high cement guardrails, which are built thickly......

Guardrail......

The pupils of the north and south suddenly contracted into a ball, and a black figure was reflected in her pupils.

High guardrail, wings ready to fly!

Nanbei only felt a buzzing of his head, and the scream was stuck in his throat, but he couldn't shout.

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

She inhaled sharply, feeling like she was drowning, and then her eyes went dark, "Boom! He fell to the ground.