Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the bangs accidentally pierced the eyes, and I was about to cut my hair again.

Jiang Futing sniffed, looked at the scenery below and sighed again, his bangs just kept patting his forehead with the wind.

"Jiang Futing!" A familiar cry suddenly sounded behind him.

He turned his head uncertainly and looked at the casual person standing on the glass door, it was really Yang Linsheng.

Before he could speak, the other party stepped over excitedly in three or two steps: "You are also eating here, we are quite fateful." As he spoke, he stretched out his arm to pat him on the shoulder.

Jiang Futing turned sideways very skillfully to dodge, and looked at him expressionlessly: "En." ”

"Why don't we go back to school together in the evening?" Yang Linsheng was not embarrassed, and naturally withdrew his claws and leaned against the railing to propose.

"Yes." Jiang Futing did not refuse.

"Will you go with our car?" Yang Linsheng continued to ask.

Jiang Futing reacted to something at this time, and looked at the person in front of him.

Didn't his mother break a bone?

However, Yang Linsheng seems to be in a really good mood today, he has been smiling since he was called, and he is very happy from the bottom of his heart, unlike the marginal ruffian in school.

"You open?" He asked coldly.

"How can I!" Yang Linsheng smiled like a big boy, unable to hide the smugness in his eyes, as if he couldn't wait to show off something, and added, "My dad drove it."

Jiang Futing glanced at him in surprise, mentioning his father, just standing here, looking down at the open space below, he subconsciously felt chills.

It's not that I'm afraid, but every unexpected meeting can feel the cruelty and ruthlessness of that man's life.

He felt cold about the indifference of human nature, but at this moment, Yang Linsheng's smile was very sincere, not at all different from before, just like he was not talking about the person in his memory.

"He's not ......" Jiang Futing was halfway through his words, feeling that this was not polite, so he stopped again.

"He's not always beating us to death, is he?" Yang Linsheng continued what he didn't finish.

Although it wasn't what he thought in his heart, it was almost the same meaning, so Jiang Futing stood awkwardly and didn't say anything.

But Yang Linsheng didn't pay attention to this at all, his hands rested on the railing, his head was lying on it, and he looked at the distance with some emotion: "My mother and I actually don't have much luxury, he is willing to be good to my mother, willing to live a good life, and I will live a good life, as for what he thinks of me, whether he likes me or not, it doesn't matter."

Jiang Futing has been standing on the side and listening quietly.

Yang Linsheng said, his fingers boringly tapped on the stainless steel pipe on the railing: "So, after going home this time, he suddenly changed a lot, I was thinking if he was deliberately pleasing my mother, but my mother was really happy, I just thought...... Otherwise, just forget it and feed the of the previous ten years! ”

"A big change?" Jiang Futing turned his face away and looked at him.

Yang Linsheng smiled, his face was very happy just now

There was some irony with the recollection: "Maybe it's because he fought hard last time, and he was scared, right, or maybe he suddenly figured it out inexplicably?" Who knows? Anyway, it's good that we can continue like this in the future. ”

Jiang Futing still wanted to ask something, but a woman's voice sounded behind him again, "Lin Sheng, who are you chatting with?" ”

The two of them turned their heads at the same time, Ji Ruyun was sitting in a wheelchair with a coat wrapped tightly at the moment, Yang Mu's solemn face was with a hint of gentleness, standing behind Ji Ruyun and holding the wheelchair.

It looks very intimate, but it is indeed different, Jiang Futing's sharp eyes locked on Yang Mu.

The person is still the same person, his demeanor and movements are the same, but the aura that naturally exudes is the same as the previous judgment.

In addition, the other party's body exuded a very rich black aura, no less than the previous female ghost, as if it was from the inside out.

Yang Mu's calm appearance gave people a very unreal feeling.

"It turned out to be classmate Jiang!" After Ji Ruyun saw the person standing on the side, he greeted him with a smile.

"Hello Auntie." Jiang Futing walked over to say hello, and did not speak to him after looking at Yang Mu lightly.

Yang Mu was not angry, he was still very calm, and his bearing was abnormal.

"By the way, Mom, I'll let him ride back to school with us." Yang Linsheng walked over and finally patted Jiang Futing on the shoulder.

"Let's go, I've already eaten with your dad, and after sending you off, I'll just go to the hospital again." Ji Ruyun smiled gently, the wound on his face had subsided a lot, and his complexion was more ruddy.

"I'm in trouble." Jiang Futing said.

"What's polite, let's follow whom." Yang Linsheng squeezed the hand on his shoulder.

Jiang Futing looked at the hand on his shoulder, and his naked gaze was like a knife that almost split the claw into eight petals.

In the next second, it was taken back by Yang Linsheng in a timely and neat manner.

Jiang Futing sent a text message to Lin Jin to explain, so that the two of them didn't have to eat slowly in a hurry, and they went back to school with their classmates first, and then followed Yang Linsheng into their car.

The road was very calm, Ji Ruyun would inquire about his learning from time to time, and after being amazed, he would compare his son with his son by the way, and then sigh with emotion.

Emotion is emotion, but the expression on her face at the moment is quite satisfied with everything now.

Yang Linsheng leaned directly on the car door and pulled his head and pretended not to hear, nor did he participate in any conversations related to learning, just like an ordinary normal family.

If all this was when Jiang Futing had never met Yang Mu, he wouldn't have felt that there was anything wrong, but that person was Yang Mu.

Jiang Futing's brows couldn't help but lock, and he looked at the person driving from time to time, this man was not a kind and empathetic person.

What's more, when he met him before, he was always incompatible, and he didn't think that this man still had this kind of endurance.

And the ghost aura on the other party is a little abnormal

Just as he was about to withdraw his gaze, a faint and familiar aura flashed on the other party's body without a trace.

The ghost aura mixed in there seems to be seen somewhere.

He didn't have much contact with ghosts, just a few, and they were very messy.

Compared to these, the ghost qi hidden in the other party's body suddenly flashed just now, which was particularly abrupt, pure and unlikely.

A name popped through his mind.

Jiang Futing was suddenly stunned, and in order to confirm clearly, his sharp gaze was directly on the person in the driver's seat.

Yang Mu seemed to notice something, his eyes looked at the rearview mirror at the same time, staring at him, and the two lines of sight collided together in an instant.

Jiang Futing's waist suddenly straightened a lot, and the other party just hooked the corner of his lower lip shallowly, and then continued to drive intently.

He didn't turn his head and looked out of the window as calmly as Yang Linsheng, but he was already very sure that the other wisp of ghost energy wrapped around the other party's body was Bai Tang's.

But why is there a white Tang?

After returning to the school dormitory, Yang Linsheng sat on the top bunk, tidying up his things and humming a small song that was out of tune from time to time.

I couldn't hear what the other party was humming, but the interest was real.

He absentmindedly packed up his things, thought about it, and finally looked up and asked, "Last time you said that your parents invited a master?" It doesn't look like a superstitious person today. ”

Yang Linsheng was surprised that he took the initiative to talk, but he felt that now that the two of them were familiar with each other and went to school together, he thought that he was willing to make friends with him, and leaned against the wall and gushed: "Yes, please this and that, oh, the people of their lives, it is normal for believers or something, not to mention that I really hit something last time, which scared my mother to death!" ”

"And the result?" Jiang Futing pretended not to care and continued to probe.

"The result?" Yang Linsheng raised his chin and thought about it, when Ji Ruyun said this at the time, he didn't pay much attention to it, and he was not impressed: "It seems that the person I invited before caught it, anyway, the person in the back ran for nothing, looked at the circle and left, I don't know what the specific situation is." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly looked at Jiang Futing seriously: "You are still interested in this kind of thing!" ”

Jiang Futing didn't bother to explain too much to him, and threw a roll of his eyes as always.

After Yang Linsheng rolled his eyes with enthusiasm, he didn't know what he was muttering, and continued to play with his mobile phone with his head down.

It was still cold outside, and the moment the cold wind hit your face out of the dormitory building, it was no different from being smashed in the face by an ice cube.

Jiang Futing was blown a lot sobered up by this coldness.

The person who went to Yang Linsheng's house later must be Bai Tang, which means that Bai Tang also knows what happened to Yang Mu.

He wanted to ask, but he didn't know what his position was, Yang Linsheng was his classmate after all, and it wouldn't be good if he just sat idly by.

But I was worried that if I asked, it would interfere with Bai Tang, in case the other party had his own plans and plans, otherwise he would not bury his own ghost qi on Yang Mu.

When I arrived at the classroom, it was a little later than usual, and the door had already been opened by the assistant class.

Class, class, sleep, repeat the next day.

Everything was as normal as before, late

During the evening self-study, the math teacher squeezed the recess time as usual, until the bell rang for the next class and the teacher arrived in the classroom, and then he was reluctant to leave.

The people in the classroom were so depressed that they didn't even have time to go to the bathroom!

The students were full of unwillingness to hold their feces and urine and endure another class.

It's all a very ordinary thing at first, but as time passes, Jiang Futing's heart becomes a little difficult as if he was being thrown on a pot and fried slowly, and he subconsciously began to panic, not knowing when it started.

Attention followed by inability to concentrate, thoughts were chaotic, obviously there was nothing, but the sense of uneasiness was like a sprout that had been growing in his heart, and it was booming rapidly.

The upward phoenix eyes have been facing the podium seriously, as usual, pursing thin lips, but the pupils are dilated and unfocused, and the afterglow falls on the dark night that can swallow everything outside, intentionally or unintentionally.

Before he could hear what the teacher on the podium was saying, all the sounds around him turned into a noisy hum, and his fingers kept playing with the ballpoint pen, diverting his attention.

Press down, the nib comes out, press down again, and the nib is put away again.

There are other people in the classroom who blow their noses from time to time and turn the pages of their notebooks.

(End of chapter)