Fang Zhenfeng was full of apologies: "I'm sorry, I may have mistakenly brought that book home after school last night, and I'll look for it when I go back tonight." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Tong Shuo was thinking about whether to tell me about finding the book in the library, after all, the one in his bag was the same book.

At this time, I heard Tong Tao say: "It's okay, I will educate the child well when I go back." ”

Fang Zhenfeng laughed, with a face full of horizontal flesh like a simple bear: "If we are all parents like Mr. Tong, we as teachers will be relieved." ”

"Where, thank you for bothering me."

Leaving the office, Tong Tao pulled Tong Shuo and said earnestly: "I won't tell your mother about this matter first, but you have behaved better recently, your mother has been worried about your studies all day long, for fear that something will happen to you in the final sprint, so that she can save some snacks." ”

"Got it." Tong Shuo nodded.

In order to go to work, Tong Tao left the school in a hurry, and Tong Shuo, who returned to the classroom, was very worried, he did not preview the day's lessons as usual, but took out the book that made him feel strange, and muttered in a low voice: "Do you want this book to continue to follow me?" Maybe I'm nervous, this is an ordinary book, is it really because of the pressure of studying, is it because I think too much? ”

At this time, there were already a lot of students in the classroom, a little memorized English vocabulary, some buried themselves in research and began to practice, Tong Shuo thought about his studies, after careful consideration, Tong Shuo still decided to return the book back to the library, whether the book is his own or not, and no matter why this book appeared in the library, Tong Shuo no longer wants to worry about this book.

"Why are you stunned? Why don't you study, it's not like you, number one. The classmate on the side pushed Tong Shuo with his elbow, Tong Shuo came back to his senses suddenly, and quickly put away the book and replaced it with an English material: "Uh, uh, it's okay." ”

In this way, Tong Shuo spent a peaceful day at school, and never took out the book to steal it in class.

As soon as it was time for school in the afternoon, Tong Shuo had already sorted out his schoolbag and rushed to the library.

"Teacher Zhang!"

Zhang Jie, who was dozing off in the library, saw that Tong Shuo had come, and hurriedly greeted: "Why did you come so early today, it's just after school." ”

Tong Shuo scratched his head shyly: "Hehe, I just finished a question, and I packed my schoolbag in advance when I saw that the time was almost over." ”

"You don't have to work today." Zhang Jie couldn't help but yawn: "You can learn to practice here, I finished what I had to do in the afternoon." ”

Tong Shuo asked: "Don't you need to clean up today, what about tidying up the bookshelves." ”

Listening to Tong Shuo's words, Zhang Jie couldn't help laughing: "Just a few people come to read every day, what kind of work can you do, your homeroom teacher is afraid of affecting your studies, so she asked you to come to the library, sit down and read." ”

Tong Shuo hesitantly put down his schoolbag: "By the way, Mr. Zhang, did anyone come to find that book today?" ”

Zhang Jie poured Tong Shuo a glass of water and put it in front of Tong Shuo: "I didn't come to ask about this book today, and I can't remember who might have lost the book." Let's drink some water first. ”

Tong Shuo took out the book: "I'll return this book." ”

Zhang Jie took the book and asked curiously, "Have you finished reading it?" ”

Tong Shuo smiled: "No, I'm afraid of being distracted from my studies~"

Zhang Jie shook her head with a smile and put the book in the drawer.

Without the book by his side, Tong Shuo felt relaxed, and finished his evening self-study at school with peace of mind, unlike in the past, Tong Tao will come to school tonight to pick up Tong Shuo from school.

"How's it going at school today?" Tong Shuo, who was driving the car, cared about Tong Shuo's learning.

Tong Shuo looked at the street scene outside the car window and replied absentmindedly: "It's not like that, study hard, make progress every day, and continue to be the first in the grade." ”

"That's good." Tong Tao stared ahead, and the two never spoke again.

As Tong Shuo expected, when he returned home, he must be greeted by a sumptuous meal.

At the dinner table, Tong Tao said all the good things about Tong Shuo, and wanted to make Tong Shuo's mother as safe as possible, and Tong Ma, who knew that her worries were superfluous, had been adding dishes for Tong Shuo.

"Mom, I'm dying!" Tong Shuo finally couldn't stand his mother's menacing maternal love and food, and complained about it, which made the family laugh.

It was close to 10 o'clock in the evening after eating, and in order to get up early for class the next day, Tong Shuo went back to the room early to rest, leaving his mother to clean up the mess on the dinner table.

As soon as he entered the room, Tong Shuo still put his schoolbag on the table, after a day of study, Tong Shuo, who was a little exhausted, looked at the bed quilt that had not had time to fold in the morning, and lay down with open arms: "I can finally rest~"

Turning over, Tong Shuo suddenly felt that he was pressing something, and hurriedly touched it with his hand, and the moment his fingers touched the item, Tong Shuo was shocked into a cold sweat, it was a book! How can there be a book in bed!

Swallowing his saliva, Tong Shuo pulled the book out from under him, and by the moonlight outside the window, Tong Shuo vaguely saw the big words on the cover------ "Consciousness Awakening".

Tong Shuo was so frightened that he hurriedly sat up and threw the book aside: "How come!" I obviously handed the book back to the library, how could I be here? ”

Tong Shuo kept recalling his memories of the book: "I put the book in my schoolbag in the morning, and handed it to Mr. Zhang in the afternoon. Put away the book in the morning, hand it in the afternoon, put it away in the morning, hand it in in the afternoon... ”

Tong Shuo repeated, the more he thought about it, the more he felt his head hurt: "What the hell is wrong!" ”

Probably because of nervousness, beads of sweat oozed from Tong Shuo's forehead: "Don't panic, I want to be calm." Swallowing his saliva, Tong Shuo reorganized what happened today: "I picked up the book on the desk in the morning and stuffed it into my bag, and in the afternoon I handed the book to Teacher Zhang, but why did the book appear in my bed again?" ”

The moonlight shone on the panicked Tong Shuo, and his face was so pale.

Tong Shuo seemed to think of something: "By the way, I fell asleep in the middle of reading last night, and the book should be in my bed, so why did I take out that book from the desk in the morning, I don't remember putting the book away on the table." ”

"Are there two books that are the same?" Tong Shuo remembered; The book confiscated by the head teacher is no longer available, but someone stole the book and put it in my bag, and I didn't put the book in my bag at all in the morning. ”

Tong Shuo, who couldn't figure it out, pressed his forehead with both hands: "This is too unreasonable, it can't be explained at all, the more I think about it, the more chaotic it becomes." Forget it, since this book follows me like a demon, then I'll finish reading him. ”

Tong Shuo opened the book he wanted to throw away again.

"People in dreams only follow their feelings and do not consider the rationality of the dream itself, because dreams and reality are two completely different worlds. If reality is called the objective world, then everything in the dream is a relatively subjective manifestation of consciousness. Everything you come into contact with in a dream will change due to the change in the dreamer's own consciousness, and you have no way to care whether this change is in line with the common sense of the real world, because the reference object is different. In a dream made up entirely of consciousness ... anything can happen ... ”

"Are you dreaming?" When Tong Shuo saw this, he unconsciously thought of the strange thing he had experienced, and twisted his thigh with his hand: "Ah, it hurts!" Tong Shuo hurriedly threw away the book and rubbed his thigh with his hand, tears appeared in the corners of his eyes due to the pain: "If it's a dream, this dream is too real." ”

Tong Shuo, who was used to sleeping after dinner, yawned unconsciously, looked at the time, it was already eleven o'clock at night: "I can't hold it, I have to go to school tomorrow, let's study this matter later." ”

Before going to bed, Tong Shuo deliberately placed the book in the middle of the table.