Wu Tianyang found a place in the playground, sat down and began to eat lunch.

The sound of chirping in his ears suddenly disappeared after he took the first bite of bread, his eyelids lifted, and when he saw the head that was about to be pestled on the bread, he reflexively retracted his hand, and felt that this action was too abrupt, and quickly swallowed the bread in his mouth, and took another bite of the bread.

He didn't dare to move, he kept the bread under his chin, ate a mouthful of bread and drank a sip of milk.

As a result, the little girl's naked eyes kept sweeping over his mouth and bread, and there was an urge to pounce on him and pull the bread out of his mouth.

He was looked at very uncomfortable and sped up his meal. As a result, I was choked after swallowing, choked on milk, and immediately coughed earth-shatteringly.

The little girl crouched in front of him, staring at the little bread left with ignorant eyes, and when he coughed, he saw her swallow her saliva, and a thought flashed through his mind: Will the ghost be hungry too?

After finishing lunch in three or two, he hesitated for a moment and walked towards the classroom.

Fortunately, Chen Mo and the others haven't come back yet, and he can still take a nap.

Walking to the fourth row of seats by the window, he ignored the shadows that floated by, took out his English book cushion and put it on the table, and lay down on it to pretend to sleep.

He tried his best to ignore the little girl who had been following him, closing his eyes and thinking in his head: "Why is she following me", "Will she suck my blood?" "What is her purpose?" , there were a lot of messy thoughts, but in the end, he actually fell asleep.

The bell for the afternoon class woke him up, and the moment he opened his eyes, his eyes were met by the little girl who was sitting on the edge of the window and tilting her head to look at him, and his heart skipped a beat.

He sat down casually, brushed his hair, and opened the English textbook on his desk—the first English lesson of the afternoon.

It's the first semester of the second year of high school, and not long after the start of school, he turned to the place where he was going to learn in the first class, and was about to preview it, when the girl at the same table touched his arm with a book: "The class leader collects money for school uniforms." ”

Wu Tianyang lowered his head and took out two banknotes and handed them to the squad leader on the side of the aisle.

After paying the money, he subconsciously glanced at the position in the back row, and sure enough, he saw Chen Mozheng staring at him with a gloomy face.

He sat down with a blank face and began to read his book.

In four classes in the afternoon, Wu Tianyang lived like a year.

In his ears was the sound of the little girl chattering, in front of him was the sound of the teacher lecturing, he couldn't concentrate, and then the little girl may have seen that he had not responded, and had no interest in talking, but sat on the corner of his desk and looked at him in a daze for an afternoon.

He's on pins and needles.

Finally got out of school, he didn't even take his homework, just grabbed his schoolbag and went home.

When he got home and took out the key to open the door, he paused, and thought of a possibility, he opened and closed the door faster than ever before, all in one go.

The little girl was shut out.

He threw his bag on the sofa, and as soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he was stunned to see a small black head coming in from the security door, and his dripping eyes were looking at him, and his heart palpitated and he almost didn't catch his breath.

The result is not over, the little girl seems to feel very interesting, where is the head stretched and retracted, drilling around and playing, Wu Tianyang covered his chest with his right hand, and lay on his back on the sofa with a "It's better to be blind" expression.

He let out a long breath, gave himself a two-minute mental build-up, got up and went to the kitchen to make himself dinner.

He simply ordered a pack of instant noodles, lay down an egg, and just took two bites to the living room, when a shadow floated beside him.

He closed his eyes, silently thought in his heart that he couldn't see, and began to eat noodles.

"Grunt", the sound of swallowing saliva kept ringing in his ears, and he was a little out of his stomach.