Gao Caiqin looked at the daily class schedule written on the right edge of the blackboard, the last class this afternoon was Teacher Qin's Chinese class, she was going to go to Teacher Qin's office before this class, and told her in advance that she was going to ask for leave again today.

She imagined a conversation that might take place—was something going on at home again? If you have difficulties to talk to the teacher, you can't hold it in your heart, and when something happens, don't blame the teacher for ignoring it.

Whenever something comes up that she doesn't want to do, she thinks about what might happen next over and over again in her mind. This didn't make her feel any lighter, it only made her more anxious. Sometimes, the thoughts in your head get out of control, and you can't control your mouth when you want to eat a snack and your hand when you click on the next page of the screen. Human beings often lose control, as if the brain, the hands, and the feet are not yours.

She staggered to the door of the teacher's office and stood not far away, peering inside. Coincidentally, at this time, a teacher was about to enter the door, and when he saw the girl wandering at the door, he subconsciously called her.

Gao Caiqin was like a frightened rabbit, and she was about to jump up reflexively, Qin Nanzhu turned her head when she heard the movement, and her eyes met her panicked eyes.

Gao Caiqin couldn't hide anymore, moved to Qin Nanzhu's side step by step, and whispered, "Teacher Qin, wait a minute...... I would like to take a leave of absence. ”

To her surprise, Qin Nanzhu didn't have a big reaction, and said with a light "um", "I know." ”

After getting permission, Gao Caiqin left the office as if she were fleeing.

She didn't know why she was so afraid of facing her teacher.

Since Lin Xuerou's accident, the retired teaching director Huang Yang has also disappeared, and it seems that it was from that time that Teacher Qin seemed to have changed.

Although I can't say how much I like this teacher, she used to be warm and kind, and from time to time she would joke with her classmates. In addition, the age is not too different from their group of students, so they can play with them on weekdays and talk to them. But now, she seems to have stepped out of the freezer, exuding a cold air all around her, whether it is a naughty and unruly prickly person on the other side, or a well-behaved and studious top student, she treats everyone equally.

"It's so annoying, what does it have to do with me!" People don't actually have so many worries themselves, but if they are willing to throw away the burdens of others, it will be much easier.

Students have their students' worries, and teachers have teachers' worries. Seeing your sad face may make me feel better, but it won't solve my problems.

She returned to the classroom and began to pack her things. The stares from the classmates around her made her feel unpleasant, as if she was going to do something shady next. In the small grid set up by rules, everyone must be neat and follow the rules. When the background music of the radio gymnastics shouting the password plays, you can move non-standardly, you can paddle, you can pretend, but you can't stand there stupidly and motionless. You can be seen at a glance from the condescending rostrum, and the classmates who are shaking their arms around you will stare at you strangely, and even then, their movements will not stop.

How are you different from us?

Gao Caiqin left her scrutinizing gaze behind her and walked out of the school gate.

The aftermath of the car bombing at the south gate of the school has not disappeared, and some teachers and students still dare not pass by here, preferring to take a detour and pass through other entrances and exits. But Gao Caiqin seemed to be fascinated by this place, she took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, greedily sniffing the vague smell of gasoline and gunpowder wafting through the air.

It was a feeling that made her wonder and sinful. If anyone can see her heart at this time, I am afraid that she will feel that she is even more perverted than the murderer who committed this murder. At the scene of such a deadly crime, she sneaks around like an addict and conducts dark mental activities.

Just as she was immersed in her own world, a flowing voice behind her suddenly interrupted her emotions.

"Yo! Isn't this our good student Gao Caiqin? ”

"What a good student, she's just a medium in the class." It was Chen Weiwei from the class next to her who said this, and the boy who spoke just now was one of the people who blocked her in the lab last time, Hu Zhaoyuan.

The two of them were wandering around the snack street near the school, and they happened to catch a glimpse of Gao Caiqin at the school gate, and they suddenly looked like cats with rats, and their spirits were instantly uplifted.

When Gao Caiqin saw the two of them, it was like seeing a plague god, and she turned her head and was about to walk away. But Hu Zhaoyuan's eyes were quick, and he came around from the other side to block her way.

"What kind of attitude do you have, you want to run when you see us?" As she spoke, she reached out and pushed her shoulder, and Gao Caiqin staggered back a few steps. She pursed her lips and said nothing, praying that they would stop when they had had had enough, so that they could let herself go as soon as possible.

But she far underestimated how boring they were.

"It's only a few o'clock, are you planning to skip class too? It seems that you are really not a good student. ”

"You're not going to join us, are you? But Brother Fang, don't think about it, I offended him last time, and I haven't settled accounts with you yet! ”

"Did this slut curse us last time?" Hu Zhaoyuan suddenly grabbed Gao Caiqin's hair, forcing her to tilt her head.

"Let go of me!" Gao Caiqin couldn't bear it anymore and struggled hard, but the more painful she screamed, the happier the person behind her laughed.

Suddenly, Hu Zhaoyuan screamed "ouch", it turned out that Gao Caiqin's hand was reaching behind his back and scratching it, and his long nails drew a red mark on the back of his hand.

"You slut!" Saying that, Hu Zhaoyuan kicked Gao Caiqin's knee socket, and she fell to the ground coldly, her palm rubbed against the rough cement floor, and blood gushed out in an instant.

Hu Zhaoyuan suddenly walked up to her at this time, slowly squatted down, put his sharp-beaked monkey cheek face next to Gao Caiqin's lowered head, and grinned: "That's it, if you have money on you, I'll let you go today." ”

Chen Weiwei also stepped forward, kicked her leg lightly with her foot, and said contemptuously: "Where does she still have money?" Don't you know, his father, like Lin Xuerou's father, has also become a dead ghost! ”

"Really?" Hu Zhaoyuan said excitedly as if he had discovered a new continent: "What? Is Dead Dad popular in your school lately? I knew this earlier, and I came here to study, so that my waste father, who only knows how to drink and scold all day long, will die early! If you refuse to give me money, forget it, and ask me to go out to buy things and let me use my own money, it's simply intolerable!

"Your dad wasn't just cursed to death by you, was he?" Hu Zhaoyuan let out a duck-like quack laugh, and Chen Weiwei also laughed when she heard it.

Maybe Hu Zhaoyuan's words inexplicably hit her laughter, Chen Weiwei couldn't take her breath from laughing.

"Ouch, I'm going to laugh to death! Hahaha... Haha..."Chen Weiwei smiled so red that she couldn't straighten her waist.

Gao Caiqin slowly clenched her fists, her nails embedded in the flesh and wounds.

It's strange that pain can be addictive. She thought so, picking at the wound in her palm with her fingernails, watching as beads of blood seeped out of it, the surrounding neurons throbbing abruptly, and a shudder flowed through her body like electricity.

She stood up silently, turned her back, and walked forward step by step. The two of them didn't catch up again, and it seemed that they had had enough.

"Chen Weiwei, is it funny? It's funny, then you laugh, it's better to use all the strength of your body to laugh, and at the end of the laugh, you won't even have the strength to breathe. How about laughing to death? That's a good way to die, right? ”。

"Hu Zhaoyuan, do you remember how you should die? Severed neck! That monkey-like head of yours is disgusting to look at! It's better to throw it away as soon as possible, in that way, all the pain in the world, life and death, asking but not begging, and loving but not believing, will not bother you again! ”

Is your head full of troubles, then it's easy to cut off your head!