In Yangcheng at the beginning of June, it was as hot as a steamer, the blue sky was cloudless, and there was only a round of red sun, which continuously emitted heat.

Knowing it, it seemed that they were afraid of the scorching sun, hiding in the tree and screaming.

A group of young men and women dressed in casual clothes and looking like students walk in the scorching heat.

"It's hot to death...", a young man with dyed yellow hair, took off his hat and kept fanning the wind.

"Qiyang City is still in northern China..."Zhang Xinyu looked crazy: "I'm really ashamed of the northern character!" It's so hot, it's so hot this day, am I running pork belly? ”

"Zhang Xinyu, your heart is calm and naturally cool, the more you think about it, the hotter it gets." Next to Zhang Xinyu, a young man with a delicate face and fair skin smiled faintly, on him, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, black casual shorts, and a light blue hat on his head.

At this time, although there was a lot of sweat on the head of this beautiful young man, the whole person was very quiet, giving people a cool feeling.

"No way, who's going to make it just in time for noon." Liang Yu pushed his glasses and said, "However, it is better as soon as possible, because today is the Dragon Boat Festival, and it is so hot, there should be people at home..."

"yes, it's better to be as soon as possible..."I glanced up at the dazzling sunlight, then pressed the brim of my hat slightly, sighed, and said.

Yesterday, Liang Yu, who was extremely efficient, had already obtained the home address of his dead classmate, and he only left today to wait for me to wake up.

I have long made a promise that if we can come back alive, we will return all the relics of our dead classmates to their families.

Liang Yu is really efficient, he not only took less than a day to get everyone's home addresses yesterday, but also studied the simplest and most efficient route, so that we will not be like headless flies looking around, otherwise we may not be able to walk all day.

Even if the weather is hot, we have to return these relics to their families with our own hands.

...

A middle-looking woman was on the phone.

"Dad, how old am I, I'm only 21, don't be in such a hurry about the person you want to talk to..."

"Yes, yes, I must pay attention to my body, and you must also pay attention to your body..."

"Don't worry, Dad, I'm not a capable person."

Gao Xiaoya hung up the phone, and at this moment, she was shocked to see a group of young boys and girls with slightly immature appearances standing in front of her.

This is a university, how can there be so many children, how do you see that they are all middle school students, and why did they stop in front of themselves?

Just when Gao Xiaoya was puzzled, she saw a young man with a delicate face in the lead, smiled gently, and then said humbly: "Excuse me, are you Gao Xiaoya?" ”

Hearing this, Gao Xiaoya was even more confused, these people in front of her knew their names, and they were obviously coming for themselves, but they didn't know what they were looking for. But... The harmless appearance of the young man in front of him, coupled with his age, it was really difficult for Gao Xiaoya to be wary, so Gao Xiaoya nodded and said, "I am Gao Xiaoya." ”

"That's right." I smiled and said, "Someone... Ask me to give this to you..."As I spoke, I handed Gao Zhan's watch to Gao Xiaoya.

"This is..."Gao Xiaoya instinctively took the watch, stunned for a while, because the moment she saw the watch, there was an indescribable feeling in her heart, and when she came back to her senses, she found that the previous group had gone away, and only their backs were left.

"Wait a minute!" Gao Xiaoya wanted to ask what was going on with this watch, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she was shocked to find that her face was already full of tears.

"Hey... Why..."Gao Xiaoya held her watch tightly with one hand, wiped her tears with the other, and muttered, "Why am I crying..."

Gao Xiaoya is Gao Zhan's own sister, because the two of them are single-parent families, so the economy is relatively poor, Gao Xiaoya has been working and studying part-time in order to reduce the burden on the family, this is what I learned from Gao Zhan's mouth.

...

A couple was arguing at home, at this time, there was a regular knock on the door, seeing this, the two had to truce, simply cleaned up the house, the middle-aged woman went to open the door, and the middle-aged man followed.

After opening the door, I saw two young men and girls with slightly immature looks in front of me, one of them was me and the other was Jia Jing.

"Hello, Auntie..."I greeted politely, then handed over a hairpin and whispered, "Someone asked me to give this hairpin to you... Please keep it away. ”

This is Li Bing's hairpin.

Seeing this, the couple was stunned, and then instinctively took the hairpin, they didn't know why they had this instinctive reaction, and they didn't know why they had a sense of intimacy when they saw the hairpin.

I whispered a word to take care of my body, and left here with Jia Jing.

Downstairs, my classmates were waiting for me, this is a deserted residential building, not like the university with a lot of people just now, if we go together, maybe Li Bing's parents will be wary and won't open the door for us, so I went alone with Jia Jing.

Jia Jing is Li Bing's best friend, so I brought her, otherwise I would have gone alone.

I glanced at the windowsill of Li Bing's house, sighed slightly, and went to another classmate's house with my classmates...

...

Later, we came downstairs to Zhang Wenxu's house.

His relic was a mobile phone, and after his death, his mobile phone was as if it were dead and could not be turned on.

"I'll go." At this time, Yang Yumo sighed, then took his mobile phone and walked up.

As far as we know, there seems to be some emotion between Yang Yumo and Zhang Wenxu that goes beyond friendship, but before this emotion was completely transformed into love, Zhang Wenxu died in the hands of the four commanders...

After a while, Yang Yumo walked down with a gloomy expression, and then we walked to the next location.

Next, we took the relics of our classmates to their respective homes, some of them were lucky and had relics, but most of the dead students did not even have relics.

We were lucky, the classmates who had relics had people at home, so we sent them back.

After all, they are relatives, even if there is no memory of them in their minds, but instinct does not reject these items, so our journey was surprisingly smooth, and most of the time we were delayed on the road.

There are only ten students with relics, and most of the rest are without relics, and our group of people finally decided to write the names of the dead classmates on a piece of paper, and burned them near the school with the graduation photo taken by the head teacher in the middle of the night the day before yesterday.

So we went in the direction of Yangcheng No. 7 Middle School, and soon, we arrived at Yangcheng No. 7 Middle School, and at this time, it was already evening

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really couldn't believe that the school had really been repaired, I remember, when I fought with the head teacher that day, the school was about to be demolished, and the three teaching buildings plus a canteen were almost collapsed.

But now, before my eyes, there was a scene almost identical to that before the battle, as if nothing had happened to the whole school.

It seems that it is indeed as Su Liuliu said, the school has been repaired by a stronger ghost teacher.

However, even if this school has been rebuilt, the amazing thing is that the big hole in the barbed wire fence in the playground is still there, and it seems that this is quite restored.

We walked into the empty school, on the grass, with Zhang Xinyu's lighter, a fire to burn the paper full of names, and the graduation photo, after burning, I burned while burning, while muttering: "Students, rest in peace..."

"Revenge, I have avenged you, if there is really heaven, you can go in peace..."

We stayed here silently for a while, then turned around and left Yangcheng No. 7 Middle School...