The sunlight dispelled the coldness on her body, Hua Wei stopped in place, and spread out the note written to her by the manager of the beverage store in her hand.

There is no obstacle to the road ahead, and you still have to go your own way.

Without hesitation, she tore up the pale yellow sticky note, giving it its final destination to be a recyclable bin on the side of the road.

The afternoon sun was still warm, and the temperature was very different from the day Shi Su left.

She raised her hand to catch the ginkgo biloba falling from the air, and her lips showed a rare relief.

- Senior sister, do you still love snail noodles this year? It's better for my sister to make you some milk tea.

The night she sat on the rooftop of the laboratory waiting for the results, she looked at the snail noodles that used to be Shisu's favorite, and finally realized that there was an emotion in the world called 'regret'.

This emotion is different from the fact that she can't get the last sauerkraut fish, and it is different from the fact that she can't get the trial quota in the last prison place; This emotion is accompanied by powerlessness and pain.

That time, she really felt how terrible it was because of the difference between her seven emotions and six desires from normal people, and she lost her important classmates.

- Senior sister, I'm ashamed.

She saw in Song Qi the same ending as Shi Su in the future, the light could not shine through the door of darkness, and the flower of evil that grew ate up ate the land, turning the innocent boy into her own nourishment.

Professor Hua of District 7 is sensitive, and various regulations are advising her not to do much.

But she didn't want to repeat it.

Some mistakes, one time is enough.

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Nanlian Private is located in Xunan, Xucheng, and this school covers an area of almost one-seventh of the land in Xunan; Because at the beginning of its establishment, the school was merged by several major schools, so it was named Nanlian Private.

But at that time, Nanlian Private was not as famous as it is now, on the contrary, the ugly gossip about the school occupied more at that time.

The reason why Nanlian Private School can achieve something today is not because of high-level reflection that has changed the way of teaching; but thanks to a student named Yan Ziping decades ago; It was he who single-handedly subverted the stereotype of Nanlian Private in the eyes of everyone, changed the school's admissions rules for many years, and laid a solid foundation for its future development.

And the original name of the scourge is Yan Ziping.

……

"Hey! Qu Xiaolin, you're lying there there and secretly listening to the song, aren't you! ”

In the only ten minutes of recess, Jiang Hongfeng kept buying food from the school supermarket, but he didn't know that the dead friend who was still talking about walking without strength just now was listening to the song leisurely with headphones plugged in.

Can this be endured?

Adhering to the first principle that the friends of the dead will not die and the poor will not die, he picked up the white bread in the bag and threw it at the body of the dead party; Unexpectedly, in the next second, Qu Xiaolin raised his head with a sad face, and accurately caught the bread that almost smashed on his face.

"Big brother, I dare to listen to songs for a few lives," he picked up his mobile phone screen and showed it to Jiang Hongfeng, "I haven't memorized the English article assigned by Lao Zhangtou yesterday, and the next one is his class, so I can't hold Buddha's feet temporarily." ”

His friend's anxious eyes looked at him and laughed, he stuffed the snack bag between the seats of the two, mysteriously stepped forward and pulled away his friend's headphones, and whispered: "Did you hear that there was a murder in the alley opposite Qingqingqing's bubble tea shop when you got out of school yesterday, and I heard that there were several police cars and ambulances." ”

Qu Xiaolin tore open the bread bag and took a bite: "I heard about it, who doesn't know about such a big movement." ”

(End of chapter)