"It's more than halfway through the middle of summer. It's a great time of year for students to enjoy their lives. Those young faces will appear in all corners of the bustling city, leaving them with unforgettable memories. This city is alive and well because of us young people, vibrant because of us, and ...... because of us."

"Eh, wait a minute, stop it, what kind of nerves are you having Chen Mo." Gu Yuxuan looked at Chen Mo who was dancing and said.

"I'm so tired, I don't want to go to school, I want to go home!!" Chen Mo chirped crookedly.

"Let me tell you, only by learning can there be a way out, only by learning can you become the pillars of the motherland, only by studying, can you ......" Gu Yuxuan just wanted to refute, but he took it back halfway through his words, squeezed his eyes at Chen Mo, and lowered his head.

"I said that you are making a statement, okay, how are you ......" Suddenly, a bad feeling came from behind him, Chen Mo's heart tightened, and he skimmed behind him with his spare eyes. Cold light, definitely cold light, that is a kind of light that penetrates the human body and hits the soul directly. Chen Mo's reaction was also extremely fast, and he immediately scratched his hair, "Yuxuan, how did you eat at noon today?" ”

"It's good, it's okay, huh."

"Do you want to go home?" A voice suddenly came from behind Chen Mo.

Chen Mo turned his head at a thunderous speed when the bell of the thief bell jingled, and said, "Teacher Dai, if you don't want to, it's better to study." As he spoke, he still had a flattering smile on his face, and the smile was as fake as it was.

"You, go back to your seat and sleep." Teacher Dai said to Gu Yuxuan.

……

Every day at noon, there is a short nap time. For these high school students who are about to take the college entrance examination, this is a rare break. But Chen Mo is the only one who never sleeps, and always likes to do something that others seem boring at noon, but he enjoys it. For example, if you are in a daze, drawing, or writing, you just don't study anyway. According to his famous words, sleep is a waste of life, and not feeling a comfortable sleep is torture, let alone in a classroom that does not even have a bed. Of course, he can't escape the natural law of not sleeping at noon and collapsing in the afternoon, but he has long been accustomed to it, so he has been named a lot, so he can only stand in class to keep himself awake. For this reason, it is affectionately called "God of War (Station)" by the majority of teachers and students.

Most of the people in the classroom were resting on their desks. On the wooden desks in high school, two people at the same table each occupy half of the table. Chen Mo took out a notebook from the chair next to him and began to write and draw casually to kill time. "Eh, what did you say you were doing today?" The tip of the pen crossed the book, and a delicate character appeared in the book, I have to say that Chen Mo's words are still very good-looking.

"Ann."

Suddenly, a sense of familiarity arose in his heart for no reason. But then it was strange again. But that's what he does every day. Chen Mo had a feeling that it was very strange and couldn't say it. He looked around, looking for some clues.

The wind blew through the ends of his hair, and the leaves rattled outside the window.

"What's wrong?" Chen Mo looked at the vacant seat beside him and thought of something. began to count silently in his heart, and inexplicably checked the number of people in the class. “1，2，3，……，48，49，50。 Fifty people, forty-eight people at the same table, two people at the same table, two people at a table. Zhang Yu has his own table and only one seat. Chen Mo tilted his head sideways, looking at the empty seat full of books in his hand. "What's going on, an extra chair?" Chen Mo looked at the chair in front of him suspiciously, "Why, I don't have any impression at all, there are people here?" Will you be transferring today? What is this chair ......?"

"What are you nervous about if you don't sleep?" Yang Yang turned his head and asked.

"I transferred to our class today?" Chen Mo asked.

"Nope."

"Has anyone moved a chair to our class?"

"Not really."

"Do you have a list of our classes, give me a copy."

As the class leader, Yang Yang must have a list of classes in order to record grades and other matters. He took out a piece of paper from his folder and handed it to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo took the list and looked at it carefully. “1，2，3…… 36，3…… Wait, what about 37? Chen Mo was taken aback, and continued to look down, and there was an empty line at the end of the entire list, with a total of 51 lines. Could it be that there is one less person!!!! Chen Mo's heart tightened. For some reason, the idea crossed his mind.

"Xiao Yang, who is the number 37 in our class." Chen Mo asked with a gloomy face.

"No. 37, isn't that that, that...... Eh, who's here? Xiao Yang, who is the squad leader, said to himself.

Chen Mo's brows furrowed tighter and tighter. Xiao Yang is the squad leader, and he has long been familiar with all the names on the list. How could it be possible to forget number 37.

"Who's the number 35?" Chen Mo asked.

"Wang Yuchen." Xiao Yang blurted out.

"Where's the number 38."

"Zhang Shuo."

"Number 13."

"Zhu Xiaoming."

Word for word, not a single mistake. It doesn't make sense, Xiao Yang has no reason to forget No. 37. "You really don't remember number 37?"

"We don't have No. 37 in our class, I don't have an impression, it should be a transfer in the first year of high school, after all, everyone didn't know each other very well at the time, and they didn't have any impression of each other, so it's normal to forget." Xiao Yang replied.

This answer is not unreasonable, but it is still suspicious. Xiao Yang's reaction was not right. If there is no number 37, then how can he not be impressed. There is one number missing from the student number, two years have passed, and the class leader who still looks at the list every day, how could he not have noticed.

"Xiao Yang, you tell me the truth, there really is no such person?" Chen Mo looked directly into Xiao Yang's eyes and asked.

"Big brother, what am I lying to you for, don't you believe it and ask Zhang Yuqing, she is the school committee and looks at the list every day."

"Then why did you ...... just now?"

"Your question was asked so suddenly, didn't I not react?"

"Okay, it's okay, thank you." Chen Mo shook his head helplessly, lowered his head, looked at the seat beside him, and pondered motionlessly.

……

In the afternoon, Red Maple Road. The road is one of the city's busiest areas and is known for its wide variety of characteristic buildings. The strange-shaped buildings seem to be huge monsters towering in the city. Shopping malls line the streets. Every summer, walking on the side of the street and feeling the air conditioning blowing from the street shopping mall, there is always an illusion that the air conditioner does not need money. Here, the Red Maple Building can be described as a landmark. With a height of 400 meters, the surrounding buildings are out of reach. The shape of this building is also very unique. It looks like a delicate pagoda, and the exterior walls are all covered with a special golden material, which makes it shine when seen from a distance. Inside the building, there are all kinds of luxury brands, all kinds of star hotels, and so on. In the area of Hongfeng Road, where every inch of land is valuable, it is not an exaggeration to say that this building is built with gold.

30th floor, in the guest room. A young man with silver glasses and silver hair stood in front of the window. "How's the matter I've done?" The young man took a sip of the coffee in his hand and muttered to himself.

"This is the only clue, presumably she left it on purpose." A key appears out of thin air on the coffee table. "The house is at No. 333 Bapan Road."

"Eh, I see, you can go back." The young man put down the coffee in his hand, turned to the empty body, and said. He picked up the key, smiled wryly, and shook his head. "Coffee, hiss~ It's really hard to drink." The young man said as he walked out of the room.

……

All afternoon, Chen Mo couldn't give up. He is such a person, and the more things he can't figure out, the more entangled he becomes. He asked several people in a row, and everyone said that it seemed that there should be no one in this seat, and he didn't know who No. 37 was. In this way, Chen Mo spent an afternoon depressed.

"What's wrong with him?" Xiao Yang asked Gu Yuxuan.

"The troubles of the wise are unpretentious and boring." Gu Yuxuan teased. "Sometimes, though, I'm still jealous of him. After all, people like me don't even have the ability to make trouble for themselves. ”

"Isn't that good?" Xiao Yang said with a smile.

"Yes, the world of fools is not bad, at least you don't have to think too much about it, and you don't feel comfortable with yourself." Gu Yuxuan glanced at Chen Mo and sighed.