At night, Feng Qianli closed the door and opened the sealed bag given by Yun Xi, as soon as he opened it, green vines spawned in all directions, like two-headed snakes, weird and terrifying.

But the strange thing was that the strange flowers would quickly wither after touching the light of the flashlight in Feng Qianli's hand, as if a snake had burned the white air.

The vines stopped at the window, and in the faint moonlight, small white flowers slowly bloomed with a faint green fluorescence, and a special smell spread in the air.

Feng Qianli fell into a deep sleep, and in her dream, she saw the two girls who looked very similar to her when she was a child.

(The little girl called Feng Qianli, we call her Xiaoqian, the girl called Xiangjiuli, let's call her Xiaojiu first)

In the dream, among the many tombstones, there was a tombstone with a particularly familiar photo, Feng Qianli walked over and looked at it, and it turned out to be the man in the previous dream.

There are many white chrysanthemums in front of the man's tomb, and there are also a lot of people in black clothes standing in front of the tomb, they look sad, but they are not sad at all, the woman standing at the front is crying, but Feng Qianli always feels that she is not crying, but crying with joy, these feelings are not because of what they have done, they feel it, but subconsciously know.

She also knew that this woman was Xiaoqian's mother and the wife of the man in the tombstone photo.

It's as if these feelings were felt a long time ago, this kind of judgment seems to have made up her mind a long time ago, all of this is very strange, and what's even more strange is that if she originally had these memories, then why didn't she have Xiao Jiu's memories, as if she appeared out of thin air.

In front of the tomb, Xiao Qian held a white chrysanthemum, quietly looking at the tombstone, she didn't cry, she didn't cry at all, she just stood in front of the tomb, her shoulders trembled slightly involuntarily, just like the photo on the tombstone, not a man smiling like a spring breeze, but a flood beast, and it may run out of the photo at any time.

Xiao Qian's hand has been holding the girl's hand tightly, as if she is going to faint in the next second, the man in black who came to worship saw Xiao Qian's shoulders shaking, thinking that she was crying, and crying very sadly, so before leaving, he said to Xiao Qian, mourning.

They didn't seem to see Xiao Jiu next to Xiao Qian at all.

Because if they see Xiao Jiu, they will not say mourning, but ...... How can this kid be like this?

Because Xiao Jiu was laughing, and she was laughing very highly, tears were laughing out, it was like a difficult game, and she won it.

Regardless of whether Xiao Jiu is someone else's child or the daughter of the man in this tombstone photo, she laughs so unscrupulously, some people see it, she shouldn't be scolded for being a white-eyed wolf, she is not as good as a beast, whose child is so uneducated or something?

Then there is only one possibility, Xiao Jiu can only see Xiao Qian in the dream, and only Xiao Qian can touch Xiao Jiu's body and hear her voice.

"Don't be afraid, he is already in this world, and no one will hurt you." Xiao Jiu finished laughing.

Xiao Qian's mouth pursed and didn't speak.

No one saw that in a corner of the cemetery, in a place where it was difficult for the sun to shine, a nine-mile incense bloomed.

When Feng Qianli woke up, the flowers were gone.

Feng Qianli looked at the nascent Sun Dao and muttered, Who are you.

Nine mile is a flower that likes the sun, but it is born in the dark and cannot touch the sun.

Feng Qianli has been in a very low mood recently, and when Feng Qianli didn't speak and was in a daze, Su Ziteng was very worried, because Su Ziteng gave the mutant Jiuli Xiang seed that Yunxi handed over to Feng Qianli.

He knew that it was a shame for his friend to do experiments, but he urgently needed a patent, if the mutated Jiuli Xiang was really what he thought, then he could make a lot of money with this patent, he was in urgent need of money recently, his mother was sick in bed, and he couldn't do anything from thousands of miles away.

He is unwilling, unwilling.

However, seeing Feng Qianli becoming more and more haggard, he felt a little distressed in his heart.

Normal people will get dizzy, hallucinate, and have nightmares when they smell Jiulixiang, but the next day they will feel like no one is fine.

But Feng Qianli has been having nightmares since he smelled the flowers for the first time, and not only that, but he also wants to continue.

It's not a monetization for a person with nightmares.

But if she doesn't have nightmares, what's going on with the tiredness and anxiety of these days, and the love of being in a daze?

Also, the people who electrocuted them with electric shock batons that day...... Why does it look so much like Feng Qianli.

Su Ziteng had many doubts in his heart, and he couldn't solve them for a while, he looked at Feng Qianli, who was still in a daze, frowned, and gently touched Feng Qianli's forehead with the back of his hand. ”

"Haven't you been in good spirits lately?" Su Ziteng's words were full of concern.

"Hmm." Feng Qianli nodded and touched his forehead: "I don't have a fever, don't worry." ”

"The next class exam, the teacher said."

"What?" Feng Qianli's face suddenly became bitter, "Won't it?" "She always dreamed of strange things at night these days, and in the morning she was very sleepy, she had no energy at all, and she didn't hear what the professor was saying clearly.

"In the evening, I'll help you with your tuition." Suzi Teng Road.

Su Ziteng's words were like the sound of heaven, and Feng Qianli's eyes were shining: "Really? ”

"Really." Su Ziteng smiled and continued: "I haven't been a teacher, I may not be able to teach well, don't have too much hope." ”

"Rest assured, I'm the best student in the world." Feng Qianli actually wanted to say that as long as you teach, I must be the best student in the world, but she forcibly deleted the previous sentence, because this sentence is too ambiguous.

"The best student, in a daze?" Su Ziteng said with a smile.

At night, the cool moonlight and the twinkling starlight, the two bottles of mineral water close together, by the library window, an unobtrusive place, Su Ziteng is very patient to teach Feng Qianli to study.

Su Ziteng's fingers are slender, his smile is gentle, his voice is a little hoarse, but it has infinite charm, and his every subtle movement is so handsome.

Feng Qianli could clearly feel the beating of his heart, so fast, so uncontrollable.

When Feng Qianli left, he sandwiched a piece of scratch paper in Su Ziteng's notebook, that scratch paper was the same as other papers, the same ordinary, the difference was that she contained Feng Qianli's purest love.

It was her first goodbye, and she thought she wouldn't be able to sleep at night, but she quickly fell asleep.

In the dream, Xiaoqian's dead father was not good before, outside, whether it was work or buying alcohol, the whole person was very gloomy, as if someone owed him tens of millions.

Everyone is either afraid of him, or disgusted with him, when he is at home, he likes to drink alone, and when he is drunk, he especially likes to scold and beat people, and then he likes to press his mother's neck and watch her struggle.

Every now and then, Xiaoqian hid in the closet, covering her mouth and crying silently.

She was scared, scared, until one day, her perverted father extended his clutches to Xiao Qian.

It was also at that time that a girl who looked the same as her, but had a different personality from her, appeared, she was Xiao Jiu.

What happened after that day, in fact, Xiao Qian didn't know, because when she saw her father's close hand, she closed her eyes, and as soon as she opened her eyes, her father fell in a pool of blood.

She didn't know what was going on, but she knew that it was Xiao Jiu who saved her, and later she found that only she could see Xiao Jiu, at first she was actually a little afraid of Xiao Jiu, because she was not afraid of blood, not afraid of the police, and not afraid of the black, Xiao Qian has always felt that people who are not afraid of blood, black, and police must be the same as those killers on TV, indifferent and ruthless.

But later she found out that Xiao Jiu also had things to fear, such as the weather at 30 degrees Celsius, and small insects.

Xiaoqian has always felt that as long as there is no father in this world, life will be better, but Xiaoqian soon found that the family had no money, and it was getting poorer and poorer.

Later, her mother went out to work, and she finally didn't have a bad stomach, but her mother worked all day and night, and she was the only one in the family, and she was already old enough to go to school, and she remembered that her uncle at the commissary downstairs said that she could go to school at the age of seven, but she couldn't go to school.

It was a lonely time, she could go downstairs to buy some food to pad her stomach when she was hungry, but she couldn't go to school, and she was very envious of her peers who wore school uniforms and carried school bags and laughed at school.

Seeing Xiao Jiu watching TV carelessly, Xiao Qian said, "I want to go to school." ”

"I know." Xiao Jiu looked at the TV intently.

"Xiao Jiu, why don't you go to school?"

"Because you don't need to?"

"Why not?" Xiao Qian asked.

"When you go to school, you have to listen to lectures, you have to write homework, you have to take exams, what's so good, it is said on TV that going to school is to study, then if you study, you can also study at home, but on TV, what can't you learn?"

"Even if I have to listen to lectures, write homework, and take exams, I still want to go to school, on TV, I can take the first test in school, make others envious, I can fall in love, let others eat dog food, I can play a lot of interesting things, and those who can't go to school will be jealous. What can you do? Help me. Xiao Qian took Xiao Jiu's arm and said,

Xiao Jiu listened to Xiao Qian's crooked reasoning and smiled bitterly, she sighed and said to herself, this is a fate that can't be changed.

"Yes, but I'm leaving."

"Why?"

"Because your heart longs for friends, but there are gains and losses." The voice was far away, but it was familiar, and when Feng Qianli woke up, he found that there was a nine-mile incense in the quilt that had not disappeared.

During class, Su Ziteng handed Feng Qianli a piece of paper, and looked at it, it turned out to be the love letter she wrote to Feng Qianli yesterday, a piece of scratch paper full of inscriptions, she opened it nervously, and found that under her question, there was a sentence.

I don't have the feeling of being excited, but we can have a relationship.