Qingmang didn't want to see Lu Qian's mother now, she knew that Song Qi knew everything, so it was better for her to hand over the diary to Song Qi and let Song Qi deal with it.

"Yes, that's up ahead." Qingmang said while rubbing his sore buttocks.

"Thank you." Lu Qian's mother immediately walked forward in a hurry.

But as soon as he took two steps, he turned around sharply and turned back.

"Girl, are you Qingmang?"

Qingmang's arm was pinched by Lu Qian's mother: "Auntie, I'm Qingmang." ”

"Great!" Then, she noticed that Qingmang frowned in pain and let go of her hand, "I'm sorry, I'm a little too excited." That, my daughter's diary? ”

"In the dormitory, Auntie, wait a minute."

Qingmang walked back to the classroom with a twist, took the diary and handed it to Lu Qian's mother.

Lu Qian's mother cried the moment she got the diary.

Qingmang just turned around expressionlessly and went back to the dormitory.

"Teacher Song, I'm not feeling well, so let's take a leave of absence today." Qingmang poked a text message and sent it out.

"Okay." SMS seconds back.

Qingmang was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as he put his hand down.

I don't know how long she slept, but she felt a gust of wind blowing around her, and only drilled into her bed.

"Husband, spare me, I'm really tired...... Qingmang muttered, wanting to cover the quilt.

Who knows, in an instant, she couldn't move again.

"Song ......" didn't even speak before he could say it, and he couldn't even make a sound.

Then, a domineering force drilled directly into her soul and swam around her without any scruples.

This is not Song Yan!

The pain of being tortured by Lu Qian hit again, and there seemed to be thousands of roots in her brain, her eyes widened, and just when she was about to squeeze out her eyes, they suddenly disappeared.

Qingmang slowed down for a long time before he sat up.

At this time, it was already late at night, and there was no figure of Song Yan around, and there was no sign of Song Qi.

Who is that thing that drills into her body? If it was an ordinary yin spirit ghost, she should know it, but this time she couldn't feel it at all.

Qingmang stared blankly at the ceiling until the mobile phone vibrated due to the alarm clock, and it was time for counseling again, to go or not......

The phone shook, and a text message came in: "Come over for dinner." ”

The stomach also barked twice cooperatively, why can't you get along with your body!

Qingmang cleaned up and went to Song Qi's office.

She concentrated her energy, discarded distracting thoughts, and did not let Song Qi probe her thoughts.

After eating morning and evening with a businesslike appearance, after tutoring, I left with my bag on my back.

Song Qi looked at her back with a lonely face.

I was walking on the road when my phone shook again.

"Qingmang!"

"Auntie?" Qingmang was surprised how she managed to get her own phone.

"Hey, our family's life is too bitter...... "Lu Qian's mother cried again.

Is it bitter? Qingmang thought of Lu Qian's appearance, but felt that she was a little