The night was deep, Zhao Yan stood alone in front of the window, when the night wind swept across his face, the hair in his ears was like a girl gently stirring with her hands, the room was dark, and the child and Xiao Ming slept in the living room and snored slightly. Perhaps the fright of these days has exhausted the child's body and mind, and only tonight will he have a good night's sleep, but in the depths of that soul is dancing or not.

Zhao Yan looked back at the dark world outside the window, as if he wanted to see something from the darkness, and as if he wanted to taste something in this thick night, standing here, his heart was not calm, he was going to start school tomorrow, in just a few days, nightmares continued to invade him, as long as he closed his eyes, he would see that girl, that class, everything made him feel familiar but strange.

Sometimes I really want to let go of everything and avoid it, but there is a voice in my heart telling him to persevere, go on, the night is wrapped around him like strong tea, depression and irritability fill his body and mind, and he suddenly waved his hand to the darkness, wanting to vent the anger in his heart, but a sense of powerlessness came to his heart again.

I don't know when the sky is getting brighter. Zhao Yan didn't sleep very well this night, his head was still heavy when he got up, he walked to the "bathroom" and took a cold shower, feeling a lot more relaxed, at this time Xiao Ming and Da Guigui also got up Zhao Yan walked out, it seems that these two people slept well all night, and the child's spirit was not so decadent.

Zhao Yan asked Xiao Ming while wiping his wet hair with a towel: "What are your plans for today, and what preparations are we going to make?" ”

Xiao Ming yawned and said to Da Guigui: "Go, cut off your hair, fingernails, and toenails a little bit and wrap them in paper for me." ”

"What do you want this for?" Zhao Yan looked at the child who was going to find scissors to prepare things, and asked Xiao Ming.

"Of course it's a stand-in.,That is, the kind of paper man that was burned when the dead man was killed.,It's just that put the child's things in the heart of the paper man for a while.,So it's a stand-in.,Could it be that the child was really killed to accompany the female ghost?" Xiao Ming stretched and continued: "By the way, you have to prepare some other things, and then today you finish class normally, we will gather in that cemetery to hold a secret marriage for them, but first say okay, you have to pay for the money." ”

"Okay, I'll go out, as long as you can really solve the problem, don't mess up like last time." Zhao Yan said as he packed up his things, today is the first day of school, and there are still many things to deal with.

Da Guigui also wrapped things in paper and gave them to Xiao Ming, and several people ate something together, Xiao Ming went back to prepare, and Zhao Yan took the child to school.

"Teacher, is that really okay?" Zhao asked carefully for a while.

"Don't worry, I believe him, don't worry, let's think about the teachers and classmates at the beginning of the school today" After speaking, the two of them chatted about the new semester together, and the mood was relaxed.

Walking into the class, there were already some children chatting in the classroom, and they all greeted each other when they saw Zhao Yan come in. There were a total of thirty-six people in their class, and as a result, six accidents occurred within three days, and when the students came, Qi Zhaoyan was taken aback, and the children who had the accident happened to be the students who were sitting in the row by the window when they reported on the fifteenth, and today this row was all empty.

Zhao Yan froze down, and kept telling himself that it was just a coincidence, and the classmates in the class had also heard the news, and all of them had a strange expression on their faces, Zhao Yan didn't explain anything, he knew that all the words at this time were getting darker and darker, and silence was the best way to solve it.

The first period is history class, Zhao Yan asked the students to preview before class, the class bell rang for a long time, but the history teacher still did not come, Zhao Yan was strange when the door "squeaked" opened, Mr. Xiong's huge body squeezed in from the door, Zhao Yan just wanted to go up and politely say hello, but Mr. Xiong looked disdainful, but it seemed to be dodging something, his eyes kept sweeping back and forth in the class, and finally he saw that the whole row was empty, his face suddenly turned a little green, and he turned around like a conditioned reflex to go out, Zhao Yan reminded slightly beside him: "Teacher Xiong, the first class is your class. With that, he turned around and walked out.

I don't know why he is particularly disgusted with this teacher Xiong, he is timid and afraid of things, and he loves to talk, and he is impatient, Zhao Yan really doesn't know how the school would let such a teacher teach. Zhao Yan didn't care what Teacher Xiong thought in the back, anyway, he closed the door and walked towards the office.

There was no one in the office, he sat by the door and stared at the notebook on the desk with his eyes straight, he forgot about it, it was the notebook he dreamed of in the hospital dream, he clearly remembered that it was put on the podium table of the class yesterday, but at this time he appeared in the office, somehow he always had expectations for this notebook, he always felt that as long as he read this notebook, he might know the truth of everything. And every time, it was as if there was a force guiding him to keep him watching.

Zhao Yan opened the notebook, and Juanxiu's words appeared in front of him.

The class has been open for a while, and your efforts have made each of us find hope and see our goals, and you have erected a banner in each of us to find the way forward, but too many things have happened.

I don't know when I like to sit alone in the back corner and look at your frequent smiles, your joys, sorrows and sorrows will touch my heart. I don't know if you're going to notice me, because you're always paying attention to those naughty boys, I hate them, you know, I'm a single parent kid, no one ever cared about me, you accompanied me to the hospital for injections when I was sick, you told me stories next to me, and from then on I had to stop looking at you, but you were so busy every day, I sometimes wondered if you were sick every day, wouldn't you be with me every day, I hate the students who make you angry, because I find that you have less and less smiles on your face, Every day is frowning.

There are things that you can't deal with every day, why can't they let you worry about it, they really don't deserve your effort.

Today, a student and the teacher laughed after class, but the teacher got angry, but I don't understand why the student is so angry that the teacher has to apologize, can't the teacher be tolerant, the teacher is so obscene, you have to beg her so lowly, I am so sad, but the naughty child doesn't understand your good intentions, and the fat teacher, why do students don't write homework why let you stand in front of you and say you, and you have to beat you with a board, you are all teachers, what do she say to you like this, But these students in our class don't feel ashamed, I'm so angry, those teachers are not worthy of being teachers, they will definitely pay for it.

I curse them.

Just saw that the bell rang for the end of class here, Zhao Yan suddenly woke up, he was too involved in watching just now, he just wanted to continue watching, wanting to know what happened after those teachers, but at this time the door of the office was knocked open.

Teacher Xiong walked in angrily and pulled the book on the table to make a "bang" sound. Zhao Yan didn't know what was going on, but as the head teacher, he still asked: "Teacher Xiong, what's wrong with you, did the students make you angry?" ”

"Angry, you go and see the students in your class, all of them are garbage, what to teach, what to don't know, what to ask and what you don't understand, you still don't listen to class, some students dare to quarrel with me in class, there are students in any class, we don't want to teach that class, unlucky class, who teaches who is unlucky." Teacher Xiong slapped his hand on the table while arguing, and Zhao Yan was like a primary school student being scolded, and there were many people outside the office in an instant.

At this time, Fat Liu pushed the rocking chair to disperse the students, and then comforted Teacher Xiong, Zhao Yan also apologized on the side, and promised to let the student accompany him to apologize, and then went out of the office with Fat Liu.

Just as the two walked out of the office door, Zhao Yan suddenly heard a girl's roar coming from the loudspeaker in the corridor. With the sound of a horn, the door slammed shut. Zhao Yan, who was frightened, was stunned.

"Would you be interested in coming to the office and talking to me?" Fat Liu was not frightened by this voice, as if he was accustomed to walking forward alone on wheels, Zhao Yan quickly followed, and pushed the wheelchair behind and walked towards Fat Liu's office.

A pot of tea was made, and the two of them sat at the table, there were only two of them in the teaching room, and Fat Liu poured a full cup for each of them, and the fragrance of tea quickly spread throughout the room. Fat Liu looked out the window, the blue sky, white clouds, and the sunlight spilled in from the window, jumping on the two people's bodies with a sense of warmth.

Zhao Yan didn't know how to break this embarrassment, and Fat Liu spoke first: "Don't blame Mr. Xiong, he is also a hard-working person." Originally, the family was very good, but I found a boyfriend, and the two didn't get along for long, but they were cheated out of a lot of money and dumped him. After that, my father fell ill and died soon, and my mother couldn't stand the stimulation and her spirit became not very good. Since then, Teacher Xiong's temperament has changed greatly, and I just tell you something about other people's things so that you can understand her. How are you going to deal with this? Fat Liu asked after drinking a cup of tea.

Zhao Yan let out a sigh: "Don't worry, I will definitely stand in the teacher's position to persuade the children, how can I not let them oppose each other, don't worry." ”

"That's good, that's good, do you believe that there will be reincarnation in this world?" Fat Liu looked out the window as if asking Zhao Yan and seemed to be talking to himself.

Zhao Yan was stunned and asked, "What?" ”

"It's okay, you go, take care of it, come to me if you have something in the future, you are very much like a person, an old man who has gone. Seeing you is like seeing him, everything really has to come from the beginning, and hopefully everything will come to an end this time. After speaking, Fat Liu lowered his head and held the teacup, without meaning to talk to Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan got up and walked out a little puzzled, he had to understand what was going on before he could solve it.

At the moment when he walked out of the "teaching office" and closed the door, he suddenly heard a person's sigh in his ear, gently like a sigh when he was usually worried, he was stunned, saw that there was no one around him, shook his head and walked towards the class.