After cleaning the glass slag and water on the stairs, Ji Anning returned to the room, kneading his sore cervical spine with one hand and turning on the light with the other.

Touch the switch, press it, and decorate the cozy little room, which lights up.

The windows were still open, the wind was blowing in, the curtains were blown up, and they were flying wantonly.

She walked over, stretched out her hand to close the window, and in the opposite room, her movements were struck by a glance.

The large room to the west, with the open-air balcony jutting out, was half the size of her room, and from her view, there was no view at all.

The man was wearing a loose bathrobe, standing in front of the railing, his hands in the pockets of the bathrobe, facing his side, a pair of deep black eyes, like powerful magnets, forcing her gaze to look at him.

It aroused the shock in her heart, but he himself was quiet like a painting.

'Smack'

The sound of the glass falling to the ground suddenly sounded in her mind.

Pulling her thoughts back, she looked away indifferently, closed the window, and closed the curtains.

completely separated their sight.

She turned slowly, leaning feebly against the window.

'When you cry, you prove that you are weak, and the weaker you are, the more they bully you......'

You're not bullying me just like them.

Ji Anning squatted down with his back against the wall, his hands on his knees, his eyes blinking...... blinking, the tears of grievance, no matter how you stop it, you can't stop it.

The phone in her pocket vibrated twice, but she ignored it.

Immediately after, it vibrated again, this time it was a phone, and she quickly wiped her tears and took out her phone from her pocket.

I took out my phone and looked at the caller ID, it was an unfamiliar number.

Who is it? Ji Anning frowned and picked up the phone suspiciously, and put it to his ear, "Hey." ”

She was still crying sadly just now, her voice was nasal, and she was a little choked, and she knew she was crying as soon as she opened her mouth.

For a while, there was no sound from the other side.

Ji Anning's brows tightened, "Hey, who are you?" ”

asked again in confusion, but the other party still didn't respond, she was a little impatient and was about to hang up the phone.

At this moment, there was a heavy breath from there, and it seemed to sigh.

Although it was impossible to hear whose voice it was, she was sure to be a man.

Demon!

Ji Anning suddenly thought of the 'demon' who was blocked by her, she was shocked and immediately hung up the phone.

In the middle of the night, calling her from an unfamiliar number and not speaking, there was no one else, it would only be him, it must be him.

This guy is really haunted.

Ji Anning was very uneasy, she was going to blacklist this number again, looking down at the screen, an unread text message.

It was also sent from this unfamiliar number, and she clicked on it, but it was an empty message.

She didn't think much about it and immediately blacklisted the number.

……

Because Ji Weisong's death day is approaching, the atmosphere at home has also become solemn and a little lifeless.

Even Lin Yanqin's family of three was very knowledgeable, and they didn't dare to find Ji Anning's stubble at this time.

For several days, Ji Anning didn't see Ji Chicheng again, but at school, he could still hear news about him every day.

For example, today he didn't even even look at the limited edition Armani scarf that gave him a limited edition scarf.

For another example, he smiled when he was lecturing in class today, and his smile was so charming that several male students were almost laughed at by him.

Or...... Yesterday, the new English teacher and he are alumni of country M, and the relationship between the two seems to be unusual.