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The injured Qiao Xiaojing stayed in the office all morning and one noon, and went to the toilet in the middle.

She was in a trance, her hair was messy, her face was haggard, her eyes were hollow, her lips were white and scabbed, sometimes she hugged her knees and sighed, sometimes she hugged her head and cried, in short, she was like crazy, and she wrapped herself tightly in the quilt.

Principal Yan didn't have an easy time, and most of the time he spent it fidgeting.

He either kept pacing back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back as if he had lost something, frowning his eyebrows and sighing, or he gently hid behind the window and looked in the direction of Qiao Xiaojing's dormitory through the window, he wanted to see Qiao Xiaojing's recent situation, he wanted to know about the changes in Qiao Xiaojing's heart, he was worried that Qiao Xiaojing would not be able to think of making extreme moves for a while.

There were only two of them on the empty campus, and the two were now strangers.

Principal Yan wanted to boldly go out many times, walk in front of Qiao Xiaojing, admit his mistake to Qiao Xiaojing, and ask for her forgiveness, but when he walked to the door, he didn't have the courage to step out of the threshold, he didn't know how to face Qiao Xiaojing, and he didn't know what would happen after facing Qiao Xiaojing.

And Qiao Xiaojing, who was traumatized in her heart, was full of hatred and hostility in her heart, at this moment, she couldn't wait to cut Principal Yan with a thousand knives, she couldn't wait to chop him into meat sauce, and she couldn't wait to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin, in order to vent the hatred in her heart.

The morning passed, in Qiao Xiaojing's crying and tears, in Principal Yan's uneasiness and guilt.

Noon also passed, in Qiao Xiaojing's grievances and sighs, and also in Principal Yan's melancholy and hesitation.

Neither of them had eaten lunch, neither of them seemed to feel hungry, or neither of them had the heart to think about eating, Qiao Xiaojing was physically and mentally devastated, how could she have the heart to eat? Principal Yan was even more focused on how to ensure that this matter would not be publicized and would not develop to a bad point, and he was cowardly, let alone had no intention of eating.

Time walked forward slowly, and finally in the afternoon, when Principal Yan was a little sleepy, he suddenly heard someone shouting loudly at the school gate, accompanied by a burst of knocking on the door, Principal Yan once again put his head on the window, looked carefully in the direction of Qiao Xiaojing's dormitory, and found no abnormality, so he gently opened the door.

Principal Yan saw a postman standing at the school gate, the man was bulging and had a big belly, he was holding a letter in his hand and waving it impatiently, signaling Principal Yan to go faster, as if he had something very important to do.

"Here," Principal Yan quickened his pace, and said as he walked, "What are you in a hurry, aren't you coming!"

"What's the hurry?" the postman was a little angry, shook his head, and said, "You are really good, I have been shouting here for a quarter of an hour, my voice is almost smoking, I keep knocking on the door, my hand is almost knocking, you still think I am too anxious!"

"I ---," Principal Yan smiled embarrassedly when he heard the postman's words, and said after a long time, "I really didn't hear it, maybe I was thinking about something else just now, or maybe I took a nap, but I didn't hear the sound anyway." I'm really sorry to keep you waiting. As you know, very few people come here during this holiday season. ”

"There's an urgent letter here," the postman softened his tone, handed the letter in his hand to Principal Yan, and said after a moment's hesitation, "As soon as the school is closed, such a large place does seem to be empty, are you alone now?"

"Oh, no," Principal Yan seemed to think of something, and then added, "yes, it's a holiday, the teachers and students are gone, and I don't have much place to go, so I'll stay here and be the janitor." ”

"I don't think you're in good spirits," the postman asked, "are you alright?"

"It's okay, what can I do?" Principal Yan took the letter and wanted to leave, but the postman was very talkative, and his heart was exceptionally good, which made Principal Yan a little bored--- he was full of things, how could he be okay?

"It's not easy to stay here alone," said the postman, picking up a large dirty bag, slung it over his shoulder, and sighed lovingly, "in such a big place, there is not even a person to help in anything." If you have anything to do, just open your mouth to me, I'm running around all day, and I might be able to help you in any way. ”

"Thank you," Principal Yan said lightly, "I don't have anything to do, so you don't have to worry about me." I see you're in a hurry just now, so you'd better be busy with your business, but don't delay your business. ”

The postman naturally understood the meaning of Principal Yan's words, and left with a large bag on his back.

Principal Yan locked the door again, and as he walked towards the office, he stared at the envelope and said to himself, "I don't know what happened again, and I also put together an urgent letter, which seems quite mysterious and important." ”

Walking to the door of the office, Principal Yan couldn't help but glance in the direction of Qiao Xiaojing's dormitory, saw that the dormitory door was still closed, sighed, and thought: "If I show this letter to Xiaojing, and use this letter as an introduction, I may be able to break the deadlock and ease the current awkward and tense relationship." ”

"That's not good," Principal Yan thought again, "This letter was handed over by Commissioner Hu, and it was expedited, obviously this letter is very important, and maybe some of the contents are inconvenient for others to know." Forget it, let's see what is written in the letter first, if there is nothing important, it's not too late to show her, if there is something that is not suitable for her, then think of another way. ”

Principal Yan walked into the office, gently closed the door, sat down at the desk, carefully tore open the envelope, took out the letter, and carefully looked at every word on the letter.

I saw that the expression on his face changed with the content of the letter, and he had a sad face before, but now his eyes showed anger, he bit his lip tightly, and his panting became significantly thicker.

After reading the letter, Principal Yan learned that the letter had been written by someone else to the local education commissioner, Hu Yitian, who realized that the content of the statement in his heart was very important and thought that he should share the letter with his best friend, so he forwarded it to him.

The main content of this letter is still about the situation in Northeast China, and it is not difficult to see from the letter that Northeast China has been in great turmoil, Zhang Zuolin, the leader of the warlords of the Feng family, was killed by the Japanese, and the entire Northeast is full of troops, both Chinese and Japanese troops, and fierce battles will occur at every turn, and many people are awakened from their dreams by the sound of guns and cannons at night.

The person who wrote the letter also said that perhaps the entire Northeast saw that it was about to become a world of Japanese devils, and Japan continued to increase its troops there. Other places will not be peaceful forever, you must have a long-term plan, don't really be caught off guard at that time, etc.

Principal Yan was frightened by the situation described in the letter, he sat on the front of the knees, his face was solemn, he kept taking a deep breath, and looked up at the window, as if the scene described in the letter had appeared in front of him.

Principal Yan seemed to see a train emitting black smoke and making a "click, click" sound approaching the train carrying Zhang Zuolin, the leader of the Feng warlords who had returned to Fengtian from Beijing, and his subordinates.

The train was blown up, and scattered along with the bridge.

Principal Yan seemed to see the arms, legs, and heads of many people on the train detached from their bodies, flying into the air, whirling in the thick smoke, and finally falling far away.

All the people were as burned and black, both dead and alive.

Those who were still alive didn't know what was going on, and when they saw that a good special train had turned into an open cotton bag, a white and pure cart of living people became dead in an instant, and most of the living people were also disabled people with missing arms and legs...... In the face of all this, they were all terrified, screaming, shouting with all their strength, and their voices were terrible and mixed.

Principal Yan seemed to see the scene in chaos, some of the injured people were forward, some backwards, limping around, and those who were not killed by the explosion fell in pieces under the trampling and impact of their companions.

The mortally wounded were blurred with flesh and blood, and their faces and appearance could not be seen clearly, but they were struggling on the ground, begging for help, but eventually dying in despair.

Principal Yan seemed to see disproportionately large Japanese soldiers on the streets of the northeast, with bright bayonets on the head of their guns, walking back and forth on the streets like crabs, picking Chinese on the tip of their knives at every turn......

This Principal Yan involuntarily trembled, woke up from his contemplation, didn't dare to think about it anymore, and breathed a long sigh of relief......

This letter made Principal Yan temporarily forget what happened last night, he slammed the letter on his leg a few times, and then looked up to the sky and sighed: "It's over, this little Japan is really a fucking wolf cub, it's not cooked, it seems that China is going to be messed up again." ”

He opened the office door, looked outside, and after a long time, realized that it was getting late, and began to prepare for cooking.

When the meal was ready, Principal Yan came to Qiao Xiaojing's residence, and when he was about to knock on the door, he suddenly remembered what happened last night and paused. At this time, the door opened from the inside, and Qiao Xiaojing walked out, expressionless, and headed towards the toilet.

Principal Yan waited for her to come back and said in a low voice, "Xiaojing, the meal is ready, go eat some, don't torture yourself anymore." ”

Qiao Xiaojing didn't seem to see this person, and didn't seem to hear his words, and still walked listlessly towards the house.

Principal Yan grabbed Xiao Jing's arm and said in a begging tone: "Xiao Jing, you should treat me as a brute, don't be like me, go eat some food!

Principal Yan was stubborn, and finally invited Qiao Xiaojing to his dormitory, but Qiao Xiaojing didn't say a word, and simply put down the chopsticks after eating less than five bites.

Principal Yan took the opportunity to keep blaming himself, and finally said, "I have only love for you, and I have absolutely no intention of hurting you." When I woke up in the morning, my head felt like it was going to blow up, and I couldn't remember what happened after drinking it......"

Before the words fell, Principal Yan raised his hand and slapped himself twice, and kept sighing.

One night, Principal Yan kept talking, but he didn't say anything about the letter.

Qiao Xiaojing glanced at Principal Yan, did not get angry, and said lightly: "I'm tired." He got up and went out of the house.

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