When Qiao Xinwu came back, she looked around the classroom and slowly walked to a boy.

She tapped the book in her hand on his desk, and the sleeping boy was woken up and got up from his seat with an impatient expression. It doesn't matter if he doesn't stand up, as soon as he stands up, he touches the "Daily Practice" that he put on the stool to the ground.

Qiao Xinwu glanced at the workbook on the ground.

Everyone held their breath, thinking that she was going to get angry, and the atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became a little serious.

But her voice is still so gentle: "Is "Practicing Every Day" doing? ”

The boy said, "Oh, sit." ”

The chair is too low, and it is always uncomfortable to sleep on it. This "Everyday Practice" was just right to sit on it, and then he forgot to take it down, and he had been sitting for a long time.

The classroom was silent for three seconds.

Qiao Xinwu leaned down, picked up the workbook from the ground that he was sitting on a little curly, and gently placed it on his desktop. The crowd didn't even find a trace of anger on her face.

She turned back to the podium and began to revise her homework.

If any teacher is changed, I am afraid that he has already angrily asked the boy to get out and punish the station, but this person is Qiao Xinwu, and everything seems to be so logical.

She is always so calm, elegant and calm.

Zhou Luo felt that maybe when Qiao Xinwu was transferred out of the key class, even if everyone around her was watching her jokes, she didn't have any special emotions.

Her smile is always fixed on her face, which makes people look very unreal.

Sometimes they were doing the test questions below, and Zhou Luo would look up and be lazy, and he would see her sitting motionless on the podium staring at them, and at first Zhou Luo thought that his movement of raising his head was too big to attract her attention.

Later, after a few more such experiences, she found that Qiao Xinwu didn't look at anyone, and her eyes were empty.

It's as if they're looking at another group of people.

*

Lin Jingjing finally got the hero and heroine in a soft and hard way, thinking that everything was ready and only the east wind was owed, so she went to Song Yao to report the show.

When Song Yao heard the name of her program, she seemed to be stunned for a moment, and finally sent her back on the grounds that rehearsing the drama took up too much time for everyone to study.

The school building for the third year of high school is still brightly lit, and the lights have begun to be turned off one by one in the first and second years of high school. Countless students poured out of the doorway, walking in groups of three or five, chattering about today's interesting things.

Lin Jingjing has already complained to the two about being killed on the show all the way.

Finally, she looked at the sky and said, "It seems that my script will never see the light of day." ”

"You can keep it as a family heirloom and pass it on to your next generation." Zhou Luo joked.

Lin Jingjing drooped her head, like a deflated ball.

The nights in late May already have a bit of a summer feel, but instead of being hot, the cool breeze is very pleasant.

The location of the female dormitory building is close to the school gate, and the road from the teaching building to the dormitory building is directly facing the school gate, so you can clearly see the situation outside.

Changhe is usually closed for management, and the nearby shops are generally not open until night. At this time, it was ten o'clock in the evening, and the usual school gate should be so quiet that there should not even be a single figure.

Today, there are many light sources at the school gate.

Lin Jingjing pointed to the door, "Look at the door, it seems that there are people." ”

The teenagers and girls are at the age of being lively and active, and they have walked quickly to the school gate to find out. When I got closer, I saw that the light source was gathered by the candlelight of white candles!

White candles filled the open space in front of the doorway, and in the middle sat a woman who did not look young, crying and burning paper money in the brazier in the middle.

Her face was lit by the candlelight, and she didn't speak, but just sat there crying silently.

"It's her again, I remember she came to make trouble once last year." It was a sophomore girl who spoke.

"Isn't there any grievance, it looks quite pitiful......" said another girl.

"I don't know, when I was a freshman in high school, I heard my senior sister say that she came every year, but no one knew why. Alas, let's go, it looks a little creepy. ”

The girl took her partner and left.

Zhou Luo suddenly remembered that Sun Pan seemed to have mentioned this matter before, and it seemed that this should be the person she said.

When I heard about it and saw it with my own eyes, Zhou Luo was still a little shocked.

A gust of wind blew out a few of the candles on the ground, and the ashes in the brazier were blown into the air by the wind, spreading a scorching smell.

And the woman on the ground was unresponsive, her eyes were unfocused, and her eyes were empty.

Coupled with this night scene, it makes people feel a sense of gloom.

Lin Jingjing tugged at Zhou Luo's sleeve, "Let's go too, I'm a little scared." ”

*

Song Yao picked and chose among the programs that came up, and finally chose a chorus with the lowest difficulty for the students to participate in voluntarily.

The chorus is basically a number, and the songs that everyone is familiar with, Song Yao said that he could use the spare time after lunch to practice in the back garden.

Everyone tried to save trouble, but there was no objection.

After the first day of rehearsals, everyone walked towards the school building in twos and threes, but Zhou Luo heard a few weak cat meows coming from the bushes.

She stopped, turned and walked towards the nearest bush, gently brushing away the leaves, and a litter of kittens was wriggling in the litter, waiting to be fed.

"There's a litter of kittens here!" Zhou Luo shouted at everyone.

Many people turned back to watch.

"It seems like I was just born, and I'm still so young." Meng Xiangting said.

Lin Jingjing wanted to touch it with her hand, but before she touched the kitten, she heard a cat's crazy roar from around.

It turned out that the mother cat had returned and saw their group of strangers watching the kittens, trying to scare each other away with a shrill roar.

Lin Ting was the first to stand up and said to everyone: "Stay away from here, the female cat that has just given birth is very hostile to humans who approach the kittens, and maybe they will pounce on us later." ”

Everyone listened to him and took several steps back.

"But who made this nest, I just saw some cat food and milk next to it." Yasuki said.

This looks like a stray cat in the vicinity, and generally does not have a fixed home. And this female cat can give birth to a litter of kittens here, and the place has not been moved, which means that this litter has been arranged here for a while, at least cat food and milk should often be replenished.

Although the back garden is called a garden, there are not many beautiful flowers and plants, and the pressure of learning is heavy, and there are not many people who often come here.

Who's going to put a cat kennel here and prepare food?

The mother cat returned to the cat nest and lay down, and the kittens swarmed up and gathered around to feed. The she-cat's vigilance did not relax in the slightest, staring at them fiercely, and her mouth continued to make terrible sounds, and her hostility did not abate.

As if to warn them that if they take one step further, it will scratch them to death with its claws.

Zhou Luo's heart trembled when he heard this, for fear that it would pounce, so he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Bai Luofan said, "Let's go first, and bring something to eat when we come tomorrow." ”

Zhou Luo nodded.

The next day, Zhou Luo didn't eat, and with milk and ham sausages in his pocket, he came to the garden early to feed the cats.

When I walked to the field, I found a familiar figure in front of the bushes.

She blurted out, "Why are you here?" ”