When the cold wave completely swept down, Qi Yang and Lin Weichi didn't ride their bikes anymore.

Lin Weichi couldn't stand the wind that wanted to cut your face.

If you buy soy milk fritters and eat them while walking, Lin Weichi can't stand it even more, so the two agreed that they will stall early at half past six in the morning.

There was a faint layer of cyan under Qi Yang's eyes, which Lin didn't notice on the way, and it was even more obvious when he sat in the room wrapped in heating.

"Are you having insomnia?" Winter here comes earlier and faster than in the south, Lin Weichi pulled down the zipper of his coat and asked Qi Yang.

Qi Yang rubbed his face that was a little stiff, and closed his eyes slightly with two small plates of kimchi.

"It's not insomnia, either." Qi Yang's voice was very soft, and he was still a little tired at this time.

Lin Weichi glanced at her a few more times, and Lao Lu said that he wanted Lin Weichi to look at Qi Yang, but Qi Yang was like that every day, and Lin Weichi couldn't ask anything.

However, a few days ago, Lao Lu said that Qi Yang's math scores fluctuated a little.

When I was a student, in three years of high school, it was not a big deal for my grades to fluctuate, and Qi Yang also fluctuated before.

But recently, Lin Weichi felt that something was wrong.

Qi Yang lives a lone wolf, maybe his living state will not be paid attention to by anyone, but Lin Weichi, who has been watching Qi Yang live like this all the year round, noticed that something was wrong with Qi Yang.

Qi Yang's pursed lips were the most intuitive manifestation of his reluctance to show it.

"Do you remember something?" Lin Weichi's voice was not high, and she tried her best to make her tone sound particularly casual.

Qi Yang took out a pair of chopsticks from his chopstick pocket and paused.

There are few people around, except for the hard-working students who get up early, there is no one else, and the sky is not bright at this point.

Qi Yang shook his head and lowered his head to drink porridge intently.

When he walked on the campus avenue, Qi Yang still felt in a trance, his insomnia was not insomnia, it was sleepless, not the whole night.

It was about twelve o'clock in the night when Qi Yang opened his eyes, and he didn't grope for a certain amount of time to see, because it was useless, and he knew that he couldn't sleep.

The room was pitch black, and Qi Yang rubbed his eyelids, looking very tired.

The only light in front of him was the yellow light reflected outside the window, and at this moment, Qi Yang felt that this kind of scene with low visibility and the scene in his dream were extremely integrated.

Qi Jianjian's old face seemed to be right in front of him, he seemed to be a little older than before he was imprisoned, and a few new furrows were added to his old rough face.

As if Qi Jianshe was not imprisoned, just like he was still by Qi Yang's side, Qi Yang was not the slightest bit new about his aging.

Qi Jianshe smiled fiercely, the ravines on his face were also involved, Qi Jianjian's face froze like this, and then looked in the direction of Qi Yang staring at him, and said with a smile: "You will always be my Qi Jianjian's son." ”

He still had the knife in his hand.

The silent night didn't seem to have any life from humans, if it weren't for the occasional little sun, Qi Yang almost felt that it was already winter, as if he opened his eyes, and the wind outside turned into heavy snow.

It's been too long, so long that Qi Yang feels that even if he sees Qi Jianjian's smiling face in his dream, he won't feel his blood spurting.

But that's just what he thinks.

What he felt was never what he wanted.

At this time, Qi Yang's heart seemed to be beating wildly and was about to rush out of his chest.

He pinched the placket of his shirt and pressed the button on the wall, and the sudden opening of the waiting made his eyes ache a little, and he closed his eyes, and the red reflected in his eyelids almost made him feel like there was a patch of blood in front of him.

The moment of waking up from a dream is Qi Yang's real nightmare.

He looked at Lin Weichi, who was walking quietly beside him, and Lin Weichi's face was not the first time that he appeared in his dreams, sometimes he was smiling, sometimes he was quietly closing his eyes.

Quiet, with a calm smile, but incompatible with the smile is a piece of blood under her.

The psychology teacher once asked him: "Maybe asking you like this will cause you painful memories, but I still want to ask, are you really scared when you see all this happening?" ”

Qi Yang was so stunned that his eyes straightened.

Afraid, when she knelt beside Yang Guo and asked about the smell of blood, he couldn't help but tremble.

But the moment I fainted, there was a kind of other emotion lingering around me......

What is the emotion?

He didn't understand very well, but just recently, in his dreams, he knelt in the pool of blood countless times, and his heart would throb once or twice from time to time.

The pain spread rapidly from the chest to the shoulder, then over the shoulder to the arm, wrist, palm, and then to the fingertips.

This was followed by a severe headache.

That kind of pain doesn't appear from time to time, and it won't appear until Yang Guo's face becomes Lin Weichi's face.

Moreover, when he saw Lin Weichi's face and Qi Yang's eyes, who were watching all this in his dream, thought of Chu Cheng the most violently.

"What are you thinking?" When Lin Weichi grabbed his arm, he tensed his arm, and when he turned his head to look at Lin Weichi, his eyes were blank.

"You're so relieved on the road?" Lin Weichi let go of him, raised his head, his expression was a little indescribable, and he saw the two rows of people checking the school uniform at the school gate and the teacher on duty.

Qi Yang didn't speak, his eyes drooped.

"Are you done with your homework?" Lin Weitai saw that he didn't speak, and suddenly asked him when he walked to the middle of the road.

Qi Yang was stunned again and nodded.

"Is there any homework I have to do?" Lin asked again.

Qi Yang looked at the school gate and shook his head.

Lin Weichi grabbed him and stood in the middle of the road: "Very good, Xueba probably needs to take a vacation." ”

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At the end of the morning self-study period, there were almost no people in the classroom who sat up straight at their desks.

The weather was so cold that even Yao Zhi put on his coat, stopped playing the ball, and lay on the table to make up for sleep.

Xie Xiaoxi was influenced by Chu Cheng, no matter how cold the weather was, she had to study, she took the book and turned around to ask Chu Cheng the question, when she saw the last row of empty tables, she asked in a daze: "Qi Yang and Wei Chi haven't come yet?" ”

"It's good that the learning atmosphere has finally passed." Regardless of whether the others were stunned or not, Xu Jing felt that he could sleep with peace of mind anyway.

There are many students who will work hard for several days after failing the exam, but the next round of exams will not come, and the stimulation of the red numbers in the previous round will gradually become lighter, and the appearance of holding on for two weeks will be relaxed.

For Xu Jing and them, this is inevitable.

Chu Cheng was thinking about things in his heart, and he was a little absent-minded when he gave Xie Xiaoxi a lecture, and after finishing speaking, he looked down at his phone, he moved his fingers a few times, and the screen was Lin Weichi's chat interface.

Through this dialog box, he sent a lot of information to Lin Weichi, and Lin Weichi replied to him with the word "thank you", and there will be one or two expressions expressing gratitude later.

Chu Cheng's heart was full of anxiety at this moment, and he whispered "tsk", all impatient and depressed.

It's not like you, Chu Cheng.

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