"Di Di Di Di - Di Di Di - "

Luo Xuan habitually raised his hand and pressed the alarm clock, imagining that he would wait for another five minutes before the second alarm clock as he had done at work, but suddenly a spirit woke up.

This is not my home, it is in the Enshi Early Education Center.

I don't know what's going on last night.,I suddenly felt a headache and fell asleep.,Wake up still here.,It seems to be a real thing and not a dream of your own.。

Luo Xuan was a little panicked in his heart, for what happened yesterday was like participating in the survivor game, like a dream, so unreal. It's obviously a matter of human life, but I don't feel too strong a sense of impact when it happens in front of me.

Could it really be as Su Mo said, that he is so dark that he is indifferent to human life? If this is the case, I am still selfishly thinking about how to get my salary and how to buy food, clothing, housing and transportation, what is the difference between this and eating human blood steamed buns?

Luo Xuan knew that he was not such an indifferent person, so he had better wait until the right time to leave here.

When he came to yesterday's angel class again, he pushed open the door, and Luo Xuan saw the children sitting in front of him, raised his hand and looked at his watch, half past four? The watch stopped, and the clock could not be found in the classroom, and the strange feeling of no reason was even stronger.

What went wrong?

The children are still wearing yesterday's clothes, and the dye on the clothes is still the same as yesterday's dye, and the whole classroom looks neat, but the dyes all over the ground have converged into a starry sky like a "work of art".

It shouldn't be like this.

Luo Xuan couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the children's innocent smiling faces were all looking at him. If it's not crazy, then it's still early, why would these children be here before they came, so quiet and neat without a teacher?

Kindergartens, including early education institutions, shouldn't teachers send children to the class when they arrive?

The fragment-like picture of last night in his mind rushed to Luo Xuan again, as if he wanted to knock her down, no, no, there was something wrong, but what was wrong, Luo Xuan really couldn't figure it out.

"Teacher, I want to watch TV, can I?" Just as Luo Xuan was about to collapse, a little girl's tender voice pulled her back to reality.

"Okay, let's go and see it." Luo Xuan replied without thinking about it.

But at this moment, she found that things were far from being as simple as she imagined, the TV was an LCD screen, supported by a TV stand, hung on the wall, and the height of the switch could be pressed by an adult like herself, but for a child who was only five or six years old, it was impossible to jump up.

The little girl is very smart, and after jumping a few times and finding that she can't reach the TV, she moved a small bench over, stepped on the small bench, and barely could reach it with a jump.

"Ahh

The source of the screams was because the girl didn't jump properly when she stepped on the stool and pressed the switch, and accidentally fell, her body and feet got stuck in the gap of the stool in a twisted position, and the TV also fell down and smashed on the girl's head due to the break-in just now. When Luo Xuan went to look, the girl had stopped breathing.

It's really over now.

This was Luo Xuan's first thought, seeing the girl lying in a pool of blood, Luo Xuan wanted to pull her out, but the thin arms and small bones seemed to break if they were pulled.

Looking at this scene, Luo Xuan's eyes were full of flowers, and he almost fainted, and countless pictures appeared in front of him, surging like a tsunami, as if he was going to drown people in the salty, bottomless deep sea.

"Teacher, what's wrong with Duoduo?" A chubby little boy walked over with his fingers in his hands, and in a daze, he pulled out his saliva-stained fingers and reached out for the blood left on the white tiles by the girl named Duoduo.

"Teacher, it's red." The fat kid laughed, looking stupid, as if he knew some earth-shattering secret.

Luo Xuan felt so sad for a moment, this sadness came from education. When human life is so easily withered in front of us, people only know how to explore knowledge, and ignore the most important thing of human nature. This is a living life, not a sample that teaches children that their blood is red.

After easing down for a moment, Luo Xuan calmed down his emotions, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found Su Mo's phone, and dialed it.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the sound of Su Mo walking over with her high heels, and when she pushed the door open and came in, the whole world seemed to be noisy.

"Teacher Su, Teacher Su, I want to hug."

"Teacher Su, you are so beautiful today......

"Teacher Su......"

In Luo Xuan's opinion, Su Mo is just an ordinary young female teacher, she looks like she is only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, she is not very fashionable, and she is not very beautiful, why do these children see her as if they see a goddess?

What's more, it doesn't seem to be her class, how can it be that all the children know her.

"Su Mo, you listen to my explanation, Duoduo said that she wanted to turn on the TV to watch, so I let her go, but before I could react, she ......"

"It's okay, it's not your fault." Su Mo's originally cold expression suddenly changed, a stiff smile bloomed, he raised his hand and patted Luo Xuan's shoulder, and looked at Luo Xuan: "There are too few teachers here, there are many such things happening, you go back and rest first, I will take care of it." ”

"But don't you really need to ask the police to identify it?" Luo Xuan knew that she had an unforgivable mistake, but Su Mo's attitude made her even more uneasy, it was obviously her own fault, not only did she not blame her, but she also comforted herself to go back to rest, is this normal?

"This child's name is Duoduo, and her father is a robber who is going to serve 15 years in prison, and this year is only the third year." Su Mo pouted helplessly: "Just last year, her mother abandoned her, and it was her grandmother who sent her to the kindergarten, but the old man is old and has Alzheimer's, and he doesn't know when he loses it, let alone this child." ”

Su Mo put his hand on Luo Xuan's shoulder, trying to put her at ease: "Such a poor child, he is relieved to die, don't think so much, go back and rest." ”

For some reason, whenever Su Mo put his hand on his shoulder, he felt not relaxation, but a sense of fear like an electric shock. But comforted by her words, Luo Xuan still chose to leave the classroom and walk towards the dormitory.

In fact, she also wanted to see how Su Mo handled this matter, but out of humanitarian guilt, Luo Xuan still chose to leave.

It may be a kind of guilt after doing something wrong, Luo Xuan always has an illusion when he walks on the road, that is, everyone is looking at him. Although they didn't know each other, they were all smiling when they saw themselves.

This kind of smile is not an ordinary smile, it is neither heartfelt nor simply polite, but a kind of smile that is just to make yourself feel it.

"Hey, Mr. Luo, this will be the park soon, why are you going?"

Hearing someone talking to him, Luo Xuan immediately turned around, and the teacher who spoke was the teacher who interviewed him when he first came yesterday. I wanted to answer her question politely, but after a little review of what she said, Luo Xuan immediately had a feeling that something was wrong.

Coming to the park soon? But isn't it morning?

"How many times a day do parents have to pick up the kindergarten?" Luo Xuan asked.

"Oh, we're semi-closed here, some kids live here, some kids are picked up every day, but generally speaking, it's only at half past five in the afternoon." The teacher didn't understand why Luo Xuan's expression was so complicated, but he still introduced himself very enthusiastically: "My surname is Liu, you can ask me any questions." ”

"Understand ......"

Luo Xuan nodded, but the fear in his heart was beyond measure, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket with a trembling and looked at his watch, the time on it showed 16:30.

There is no logic in this way, since the first time I looked at the watch yesterday, the time has been fixed at half past four in the afternoon. In reality, this is absolutely impossible to happen, that is, is all this really just a dream of oneself?

No wonder.

Luo Xuan suddenly brightened up in an instant, no wonder the people here behaved so calmly towards the dead child, and no one blamed themselves for so many accidents in their hands, this kind of three views beyond common sense just came from their illogical dreams.

In this case, then you don't have to worry, it's just a dream, it's a big deal to go back to sleep, and when you wake up from the dream, everything will be over.

But where will you be when you wake up? Will you continue the Survivor Game, or will you go back to your old life? Luo Xuan didn't dare to think about it.

In fact, if you think about it, many things that happened in Enshi are illogical, but I have to come up with a lot of reasons to prove the logical loopholes, which is really mediocre. It's like being in an angel class, with twenty children in a class, but there is only one new teacher in one, and that's the biggest problem.

Back in the dormitory, Su Mo was not there, and the pink tone of the whole house made Luo Xuan very uncomfortable. It's very clear that I hate pink, and I remember that when I was very young, I was bullied by my kindergarten classmates, and I was painted on my face by them with a pink watercolor pen, and since then I have been nicknamed by the children as Fart Peach-kun.

Of course, it's all in the past, and after going through so much, who will take those little things back then to heart.